I believe that one of the essential ingredients of a successful relationship is jealousy.
Of course, within reason.
Jealousy has the potential to lead insane husbands to murder their wives. Sometimes wives do that as well, but not as often.
Felix and I are in an open relationship and everyone is allowed to breed me, just like he does.
So, how can he be jealous?
The truth is, he isn't.
Felix isn't the jealous type.
Sometimes I tease him by mentioning some of my fuck stories. He usually gives me the kind of look that says: "Play all you want. I don't care since your heart and ass both belong to me."
And he's right about that.
But there’s one person who Felix is jealous of, even though there’s no reason for it, and that’s my best friend, Jolene.
If you have been following my blog, you're probably curious about this "Jolene" and why Felix is jealous of a female friend of mine.
Please keep on reading to find out.
Last weekend Felix and I took a short vacation. It was the first time we'd spent a night together, other than at my place or his. There are plenty of hikes within a two-hour drive from my home. Usually, we drive for an hour or so, and we can hike for miles and still return home the same day.
The problem was that "home" had become something we could no longer stand.
What had happened?
Because of CV-19, we work from home.
Felix works 2-3 days at my place and the rest of the week at his. Suddenly "home" turned out to be not the place I was happy to return to after a day at the office, but a prison I wanted to leave when I'd finish work.
Is my apartment such a horrible place at which to spend so many hours?
Quite the contrary.
I love my apartment
My apartment is spacious and modern. I renovated it four years ago and turned it into a palace. I can spend days indoors and not be bored.
I have so many fun rooms:
My office, which is designed like a fantasy room.
A movie/game room that includes a huge screen, 4K projector, and several game consoles.
A work out room
Three amazing showers
My rooftop jacuzzi
It's a dream apartment.
But after working from home for nearly three months, I felt that I needed to spend a night somewhere else. Felix didn't share my need so badly because, for him, coming to my place is getting away. But we both felt that we could do with a short vacation.
During August, It's tough to find a room in Israel.
Everyone is vacationing, and this year, because no one is abroad, it has been a real challenge but I was able to find a room (in a B&B) just for Saturday night.
I was a little bit nervous because I suddenly realized that this mini-vacation would be our first.
Of course, my fears were baseless. Had I been thinking straight (pun intended), I would have known that there was nothing to be worried about.
Because Felix is adorable and we're madly in love.
Does that mean that there was no tension at all?
Our two-hour drive to the Golan Heights was eventless. Felix slept while I was driving. I took us to what is one of my favorite hikes. It's a lovely stream with two waterfalls and ice-cold water. The walk is popular, so I knew that there would be no nudity or getting my ass fucked.
After hiking for 30 minutes in the blazing heat, we arrived at the first waterfall.
As anticipated, the natural pool was packed with people, but I didn't mind. It was so hot, and I wanted to swim in the pool. Felix, however, hated the crowds.
"I don't want to go in," he said impatiently. "Let's go and find us a quieter pool."
I couldn't believe it.
I'd planned to swim with him to the waterfall and kiss under the cascading water. He was even against the idea of me swimming alone while he waited for me.
It was a classic power struggle.
Felix is adorable, but he's also a dominant top. Sometimes, he likes to be the "man" and make the decisions.
Lucky for him, my true nature is being submissive.
Without showing how disappointed I was, I took a deep breath and said: "No problem, sweetheart; just lead us."
Sure enough, less than a minute down the path, there was another large pool. We stayed next to this pool close to 30 minutes. We weren't alone, but it was still very romantic, and we'd forgotten about our short power struggle.
If anything, seeing Felix so dominant and manly (I didn't dare to jump into the pool) gave me the urge to feel him fucking me, with my face pressed against the dark rocks.
But feeling him pounding my horny ass would have to wait for later.
After two more miles of hiking and walking in and out of the stream, we reached the second and much more impressive waterfall.
We hiked down and swam to it. This natural pool was larger than the one we'd skipped before, but I'd already forgotten about our little fight.
I was hiking with the man of my dreams, and it had felt so romantic the whole time.
A few hours later, we were driving to our room for the night. It was located in this kibbutz:
While driving, I intentionally played "Jolene."
You know, "You should sing this song to Dor," I told Felix with a smile.
"Let me replay it. Just listen to the words."
“Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene