How did I learn not to cheat?

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How did I learn not to cheat?
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I have many acquaintances and friends who regularly cheat on their half. And this happens not because they want someone else or love has gone.

They do not bind to the other person, they just have fun. They give up their momentary passion and let it overtake them.

At first, I tried them, and I might even have interrupted the relationship with these people just because I did not think their actions were correct.

Oh, I'm not a saint. But I have principles. I cheat, I'm gone.

I'm not going to prove that I am with pure advice and soul, but because it is right - if I knew how to have a relationship that would function without it, I would remain. And because we, women, never cheat ourselves with our body.

Honestly, I do not think there is such a connection. I'm not going to look into the types of infidelity in detail, but I'm just going to frame you what I mean.

The physical infidelity is clear - one night's sex after someone else has taken down the stars and the sky. There is a variant and not one night, but we should not forget that regular sex does NOT necessarily mean a relationship.

Emotional adultery is something completely different. For me, it's a little more terrible and irreversible. If orgasm is something you can imitate very calmly and bind you so that you can not believe it alone, love and emotional attraction remain a mark in our soul and are not overcome so easily.

When I talk about infidelity, I do not just put a kiss or sex on the list, and things like messages and that feeling when your loved one touches you - shivering and putting on a warm wave. To make you warm to heart, you know it, do not you?

Let's get back to the connections ... Yes, I really do not think there is a connection without infidelity.

Some look for attention in the office or in the gym to raise their self-esteem. Others - to have something to think about while half of them chatter about the familiar themes at home.

If we go to the next level - people just cheat to feel the sense of burning passion and mutual desire. And the bans, of course.

I've been through all these periods. And I came to the following conclusion - whoever you want to sleep with, whoever you want to kiss on the little streets of the city, this guy will not stay with you forever. He will not be the one who will turn you overnight if it's cold.

No, it did not give me away from infidelity. He refused me the peace of being someone else.

That's what I'm talking about ...

When something happens to make me feel like someone else, I just ... share it with my partner. Full details.

Then I begin to tell how I've felt and what I want to do with this guy. Where do I want to kiss me, touch me? And in the middle of the conversation, we're both so excited, and we do not even remember where it all started

Sharing fantasies does not make them a reality. if you dream of kissing your neck while your man is at work, he does not make this reality. What I'm trying to say is that thinking about having sex with another does not mean it will happen. So jealousy has no place here.

My advice is to learn to share, not to be ashamed of your emotions, your desires. And talk openly with the man besides yourself. And who knows - maybe some interesting games ... sometimes even more than two.

Why does this make me not cheat? Because it channelizes my emotions and desires to the right person, using all the others that have made me feel somehow. Believe me, he's also flirting out. There is nothing wrong with that.

We have built a relationship policy that feeds us with ideas, but it does not take away anything we adore and have.

Do not think that the person next to you should not give you those emotions. On the contrary. He should be able to give you the full range of sexual fantasies and love, and understanding, and sex all night. But what I'm talking about is inevitable.

It all comes down to the question of whether I'm going to act like a pinned lady outside, and I'll shrink when someone looks at me. Or I will look bad when someone tries to take me down. Or I will bow down and then hide, but I will eat inside. Or I will tell my partner to shame him and wring his finger to think of making nice gestures to me. Or I'll get him into a strong uncertainty that unleashes painful jealousy.

No, I will not do anything about it.

I will just enjoy the masculine attention, accept it, put it for myself and across borders, and then ... I will go home, share the man beside her and make amazing sex.

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See you soon @kalinka

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