Mr and Mrs Smoosh

Our Story

Jack Smoosh; My Story:
How does one express in words what no poet’s sonnet, no musician’s song or authors book has been able to adequately capture with my profound discovery of love, of passion and desire, of want and need for the first time, at the age of 62.

I have always been a romantic. I have felt fortunate to have been in some loving and lasting relationships through the years. But always a part missing and knowing that eventually these were not the lifetime partnerships I had been dreaming about. Do I believe in love at first site? Up until three years ago I am not sure how I would have answered that.

I met Abby, through a course of events I believe were set in motion centuries ago. A destiny that was being guided by something far more powerful as the experiences and choices we had made were leading us on the only path possible for us.

Entering into a professional relationship that could just as easily have been established with many other choices. Both involved in personal relationships at the time and a separation of almost 400 miles, hardly seemed like offering the potential for a great love affair. At first an occasional correspondence regarding the business between us, both maintaining a professional decorum. As the need to communicate became more frequent, so did the little additions of a personal nature become a part of our conversations. Sharing anecdotal stories about our lives and becoming increasingly aware of how many parallels we shared. Oddly it wasn’t until the 2012 elections and sharing my more liberal viewpoints with her more conservative viewpoints that created the backdrop to finally allow us to truly express all the emotions and feelings that had been slowly developing over the previous two years and in truth, for our entire lives. Looking back, I realize on meeting that first day that we saw something in each other that could not be denied.

I do believe we are a summation of our life experiences and environment, always evolving, changing and growing, but at the core always the same. I am aware that there was always a part of me I kept in reserve and protective. To this day I can’t say why, just that it was and has been, until I met Abby. Now, for the first time in my life, I not only understand what it means to give and love unconditionally but also am willing to open up and surrender to the emotions of our connection without fear or judgment. By putting her hand in mine with complete trust and love, open and giving, she has led me from behind a wall of quiet solitude, where I thought comfort meant not feeling or expressing emotions, to a warmth where my heart has thawed from a deep cold to give her everything that has been my desire to give and share with complete trust and security of two as one….

We have a dozen silly pet names for each other, we are feeling and living the attitude of young love and at the same time appreciating the maturity of what love and sensuality between two adults is. It isn’t just that we are soul mates, though we are, it isn’t just that we are a match made in heaven, though we are, or even that we were made for each other, though we are. It is simply that we are two as one in every expression of the desire, the want, the need and the passion we share with each other.

I am reluctant to use the word gift for what has transpired between us. I think of a gift as being something given or received as a token unrelated to the effort and experiences one has. I prefer to believe that by hard work and the choices you make, you are preparing yourself for all the possibilities before you. It is what you do with those choices that makes a difference and can have such a monumental impact on your life. But it is impossible not to think, what Abby and I have been given, as a gift by someone with far greater power and knowledge and vision of what was meant to be for us to share.

For the first time in my life I have felt the power of love. The love that makes you always want to be together, and when you’re not, you’re thinking about being together because you need that person and without them your life is incomplete. The type of love that frees us of all the weight and pain of life.

Abby is my one, she is my everything. A woman of beauty inside and out. A woman who gives her heart so openly and completely. A woman who has such a gorgeous bright smile and when at its happiest becomes a little Mona Lisque, crooked and intriguing. A woman who’s eyes sparkle so bright that I want to strip down for the heat they give off. A woman who is quick to tear whether over an injustice or something sentimental and sweet. A woman who I admire and respect for all the gifts she shares with me. A woman who is my lover, my best friend, my partner. A woman who has taught me how to open up and give of myself without fear. A woman who believes in me and believes in us. A woman who I could never find the equal too.

To my Abby, I pledge my love and promise to give to her this love so deep, safe, wild, intimate, passionate, connected, powerful and relating. The kind that puts a smile on your face in the middle of your day when you flash on just a moment of it. The kind that brings deep meaning to ordinary experiences. The kind that drives us through all the challenges together.

This is only the beginning of my story as I share the rest of my life with my true love, with my Abby.

Abby Smoosh; My Story:
Abby
Chapter 1: 54
The joke is about the election and who will be offering the hand of solace. Will he reach out and give her comfort or the other way around? Neither knows but both selfishly smile at the knowledge that their differing political views will allow them the chance to develop their desire of each, that at the age of 54 and 62 when one least expects to do so a difference as big as politics could be the very insight into compatibility. That was a year ago now and in that time the election has come and gone and the realization of a nation divided has come to the forefront of news. What has also come is a love beyond description and of profound realization for both of us. My equal and true love has been realized and the passion and desires of two hearts in perfect harmony have been matched. The great parallel he called it, all of the parallels that have come to create a magnificent and truly mesmerizing love. That was me one year ago. A simple uninspired 54 year old woman with a family and a profession trudging day in and day out through life. Happy but not blissful, content yet not fulfilled, engaged and yet disengaged from the passion of a life yet to be known, yet to be realized.

The year has been long and arduous and at the same time, exciting and new. I have come to see myself in a new light, to see what corners I turned and why I did. How so much desire and enthusiasm had been layered over with life and years of moving forward without looking back. To suddenly become aware, a year of awakening. As I write this I write like a child just awakening from a nights slumber. Head still groggy with the confusion of dreams yet sorted. Yet an excitement of realizing the new day is dawned and adventures lie ahead. I must look back to see from where I came in order to know where next I must go. As a first step and then a second….to feel the newness of life and the amazing spectacles of wonderment never before seen.

As with any evolution of steps, first one followed by the next, I find I am writing in order to fully see, to fully feel and to take hold and become part of the breath. To feel the air go in, then expel out, to feel the heat of the breath. I liken my new found awareness to all the senses of humanity, from touch to sight, from depth of soul to the simple awareness of temperature. All the sensations of life cascade upon me. I am teetering on fully accepting the gift of understanding and knowledge. The understanding necessary for knowledge, the knowledge necessary for understanding.

What I found in the election of 2012 was not a group of politicians to lean on, trust in, vote for or rally around, but rather something much more profound and of much more value. I found a love that eclipsed all other cares or concerns, my perfect match. I found Jack and Jack found me.

Our Story

Sensuality: The capacity for enjoying the pleasures of the senses; the quality of being pleasing to the senses.

Sexuality: The state of sexual; involvement or interest in sexual activity; sexual appeal or potency.

Love: (1) : Strong affection for another arising out of kinship or personal ties; (2) : Attraction based on sexual desire, affection and tenderness felt by lovers; (3) : Affection based on admiration, or common interests.

OUR destiny set in motion eons ago, the direction of bisecting paths beginning three years ago, the clarity of two paths becoming one starting a year ago. Our love is as old as the universe, as fresh as a newborn baby.

We are in love. This is a very personal story about a chance meeting, immediately aware of each other but at the time unable to do anything about it, distance and other obstacles keeping us at bay. , But as time evolved our connection could not be ignored. The communication between us through emails first and phone calls next and finally, meeting for the first time, to share ourselves with each other, led us to where we are now. Our story is about what we have discovered, are discovering and will continue to discover between a man and a woman in the growth and exploration of the sensuality and sexuality we are so willing to share in such a natural and open way with the security of a love that gives us the freedom to give and take completely with out condition or judgment.

Do a search on the words love, sensuality and sexuality and you will get a million descriptions, from the dry simple descriptions taken from Webster’s, above, to the clinical to the pornographic and countless references on how to achieve them. There are even those who will suggest that that you can have love, sensuality or sexuality with out the others and perhaps this is true.

But nowhere have we been able to find the true description and true-life experiences of what we have discovered. The emotional, physical and spiritual connection developing between us that is built on a foundation of communication, of love, of sensuality and sexuality. With out all four together as corner stones, a house is doomed to be built of straw. It is our intent to focus on our love and passion, the sensuality and sexuality of being open and natural with each other, as we grow older and the best ways to experience this. Some of you may simply want to live vicariously by reading about our growth and exploration. Some we hope will be inspired and will re-look at their own life’s choices and find the challenge and desire to renew, what we have found in each other. It is this feeling of rediscovering our inner child and the awe and wonder that comes with it, while at the same time acknowledging how being mature adults adds to the appreciation of always wanting and needing each other. The desire and passion to explore each other, to share everything with each other, is always foremost in our thoughts. It’s never too late to recreate the life that is right for you.

As our story evolves some of our writings and musings will be erotic to the point of hoping you will feel the same need we do, to rip each other’s clothes off and make passionate love. Some of them will be so sweet, you will probably want to go get tested for diabetes. If we find a toy or something else of interest we think you will want to try or enjoy, we will share those as well. The scope of what we are feeling for each other is so wide, that we expect it will encompass a wide variety of issues as would only be normal.

While our story is about the now of our love and the future as we continue to grow in our passion and desire and love for each other, we will share more of our past, as it is relevant to what we are learning about each other and ourselves. We hope our story will be an inspiration to all ages and you will come back many times to read of our adventures and experiences as we share them with each other and you

Good reading, we look forward to your own stories and experiences as we hope you discover even a small portion of what we are sharing with each other
Jack and Abby Smoosh