Here's what I'll be answering this month: 1. You pulled your husband aside at the beach club to check in about the Brazilian couple. What would have happened if he'd said no? Would you have dropped it completely even after the changing room? 2.
This is Part 2 of my previous entry, which you can read here. The Friday morning, I woke up before my husband. I could sense that special softness in my skin again, the kind I only feel after a night like the one we'd just had. We had
If you have ever been to Ibiza, I am quite sure you know that particular feeling when the plane begins to descend. The turquoise water below. The white beaches. The cabin announcements in that beautiful Spanish accent. Before the wheels have even touched the runway, you already know you are
Here's what I'll be answering this month: 1. In the Paris entry, you mentioned a throuple at the table next to you... a man with two women. How common are throuples at the events? 2. Have you met up with French couple again? How often do
The first time we heard about Les Chandelles was at our third or fourth event, several years ago. We were talking to a few couples who described it as something very different from the usual clubs. More selective. More elegant. A place you had to experience at least once when
Here's what I'll be answering this month: * The 2nd play room in the Barcelona entry seemed quite intense. The BDSM scenes you described, is that something you and your husband would ever try yourselfs? Or is it more something you enjoy watching from the outside * What
The driver stopped in front of a large old mansion at the quiet end of the Eixample. Tall windows, iron balconies, a heavy wooden door with carved stone around the frame. It was late May in Barcelona, and the air was still warm at 8pm. We've been coming
Here's what I'll be answering this month: * The Swedish couple had a rule about always staying in the same room. But by the end of the night it seems like that rule didn't survive. Do you think that was ok or could that cause
We arrived in Prague early on Friday afternoon, just as the city was settling into that golden autumn light. It was the perfect time to be there. The summer crowds were gone, the Christmas markets hadn’t started yet, and the air still had enough warmth to enjoy the city
After publishing my last diary entry about our weekend at Lake Como, I invited you to submit any questions you might have. Whether about that particular night, Eyes Wide Shut events or this lifestyle in general. I received lots of very thoughtful questions and many of them are things all
I’m writing this in the middle of winter, when everything outside feels a bit slowed down. The days are short, the air is cold, and summer still feels far away. But my mind keeps going there anyway… to slow days under the sun, warm evenings, and the events we
Our flight to Milan was on Friday afternoon. After a busy workweek, we headed straight to the airport lounge for a much-needed glass of wine. My husband went through his last emails, clearing the final bits of work from his mind, and I did what I always do before