Thanks for the replies. You guys have definitely given me a lot to think about.
I am learning that she is not a LD woman. She is LD with me. Basically all I am getting is sex when she is horny enough to not care that it is me, or pity sex when she knows I am too grumpy for my own good. It was a vicious cycle that we got ourselves into. When she went into WAW/EA mode, she really let me have it for what she thought of me. She was very brutal. The stupid thing is, now she expects me to be the most outgoing lover in the world, feeling completely safe and trusting with her, when she ripped to threads any bit of confidence I did have in the bedroom.
I really don’t think that she understands what 6 years of rejection does to a person. So many broken promises, so many excuses. I would end up angry, so she would put out. Her resentment grows, mine grows, and then we repeat the process. I don’t fully understand what part of my behaviour turned her off in the first place, or what I continue to do that does her wrong, but I do admit that I have contributed to our SL going down hill. She feels as though all her stuff is taken care of and now I have to get with the program.
As for my naked stunt. A bit of back story and defense on that one. It started when we were just dating and living together. We had a party at our house, and everyone ended up going to the beach (we had enough sober drivers to get 3 cars and about 18 people there). Some of the guys ended up naked and swimming. Seeing as how it was 3 girls and 15 guys, I was not comfortable with her getting naked with them, since she was the only girl that even wanted to take her clothes off. Am I shy? Yes. Do I want all of my guy friends seeing my wife naked? No. Not that I think there is anything wrong with her body, but back then it was something special to me that I got to see her naked, and I am a little insecure and get jealous.
Now as time goes on she starts talking about how I stopped her that night. Then it slowly turns into stuff like: I would go topless right now, but you won’t let me. I hear that all the time. Forget that while we were living in England we went on a cruise, she went topless a fair bit, and I never complained once. I rather enjoyed it. Now she blames me for every single “missed” opportunity to get a little crazy.
So, the day before my stunt I let her know that I was taking the day off. She said that we should do something scary as the adrenalin rush is supposed to help the connection between people. So we ended up joking about driving around town naked, with her mooning people. I never expected her to moon people, although I would have laughed my ass off. So we are out, getting ready to come home, and taking the advice of a buddy of mine, I got naked to surprise her. I guess it really was an in your face thing, but I am tired of her blaming me for everything. I wanted to show her that I can walk the walk.
In the end I know she would blame me for: wrong timing, I would have freaked out if she got naked, I’m no fun, I would have ruined it, etc. She still continues to tell everyone that she has no problem showing off her breasts, though she never does.
