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September 04, 2007

The Sexual Self-Interest of the Cuckolded Wife

Red_queen_logo1 How does Suzanne Craig, wife of the outed Senator, stand next to her disgraced Potty Liar of a husband at a press conference, and not hurl her guts?

She's not the first political wife to put on a show. The spectacle of a prominent woman standing by her man, now revealed to be an adulterer— and of a bent that she could never satisfy— is one of bewildering aspects of the recent Prig-Freak scandals.

Some say there's one explanation for the wifely stoicism: "She's protecting her investment."

Certainly, with the money and prestige involved in a  "First Lady"-type of profession, this makes practical sense. Maybe if the reporters called Mrs. Craig after the divorce settlement is signed, and her social future is assured, they'd get an earful that would make their drums bleed.

However, there's a part to the cuckquean's inevitable reaction that is completely denied, because of our cultural inability to imagine a woman's sexual outrage. We don't even commonly use this word for a female cuckold, which is remarkable considering the extent of the experience. It's not just GOP Christian SAHM's who are going through this.

Let us consider the cuckquean's complaint:

She's in shock. She can't believe the guilty plea either, because once she accepts her husband's true behavior,  the "everything-is-a-lie" nausea will overtake her. There'll be months— or years— where she  doesn't feel like she can trust her guts, make simple decisions, or keep up with cursory obligations. Getting out of bed and giving a shit will become major struggles.

Did she know all along? Half the women with closeted-gay husbands I've spoken to over the years have confided, that yes, they had a clue. The others say they were blindsided.

In some cases we see married men who openly proposed to their fiancée, "You're my last chance, you've cured me; now that I've found you I'll never stray again." The tender girls believed it. They believed it because of their inadequate sexual education, and  because it was so flattering to feel that special, the romantic ideal. "Sublimate your sexuality to devote yourself to your husband's transformation!" —It never works, and yet it keeps getting takers.

Because significant numbers of women are forgiving of their husband's sexual past, some of them are LESS homophobic than their closeted husbands. They often feel emotional sympathy for the gay common man— they wish more straight guys would lighten up in the loafers. Even if they don't "get it" yet, these women are attracted to an androgynous sensibility. If they were out of the closet, they would call themselves fag-hags, and look for a wonderful bisexual man to settle down with.

I remember being confronted once, on the Phil Donahue TV program, during his great decline into talk show balderdash, by a "gay conversion couple" from Exodus.

 The "recovered husband" gently held his arm around his very pregnant wife. When I asked her, "Do you find that there's something special about your husband that was hard to find in other guys?"— she turned bright red. Tears sprung to her eyes, and I was afraid I'd break her water.

"Stop it!" she cried. "He's artistic and sensitive and has feelings; that doesn't mean he's gay!"Her inarticulate anguish spoke louder than her protestations.

Most cuckqueans feel authentic love from their husbands. They aren't just doing his wash and spitting out brats—  they feel adored and confided to, relied upon, and engaged in their marital partnership. Their terrible secret is the silence in the bedroom.

Then it all comes out, thanks to your friendly neighborhood undercover cop. The badge flashes, and your life is over. Everyone knows your husband had 'homosexual relations," and he's still blithering that it was nothing but a "wide stance." The earth splits open between you.

The devastation of deception is universal. On that count, it's like any vanilla adultery. The lie is the worst part, because when you deceive your partner, you take away their informed right to react— to be angry, to be thoughtful, to leave, to negotiate, to— WHATEVER. You  infantilize them by keeping a secret that you've decided they're "better off" not knowing.

We've become accustomed to the denial and the sad naiveté.

Yet, for all the spicy details we've learned recently about tearoom cruising or diaper fetishes— the man's sex life—  when does the subject turn to the sexual lives of the cuckolded women?

By far, most of these wives have never understood why their husbands so rarely wanted to fuck them— why their sexual appetite was so much larger than their husband's.

No one likes to be on the hungrier end of a sexual frequency battle— 'cause you always lose!— but for women, it's a blow to their femininity.

A "respectable" woman is not supposed to be horny. Every woman is presented with this goal, even if she was not borne to its middle-class presumption.

You're supposed to want to please your husband, to have children. But you're not supposed to carry a craving in your pussy that won't go away, an unaccountable itch in your clit, a cycle that gets turned on like a geyser and won't be sated by anything else by orgasm. After orgasm. After orgasm. That's not, uh, ladylike.

There's no biological or empirical basis for such nonsense, but it's the self-imposed curse we live with.

You can be boy-crazy, you can be a romantic fool, but you're not supposed to lie awake at night yearning for your husband and making an ass out of yourself trying to get his attention.

If he doesn't get a hard-on for you, what does it mean? You must be unattractive, unappealing, too demanding.

In the wife's fearful mind, it escalates to feeling like a repulsive failure. There's not many feminists around to hand her a copy of the SCUM manifesto and exhort, "Sister, fuck that shit!"

If only you'd done this thing or that, if only you could act like you didn't care, his desire for you might return. It's humiliating to make a move on your guy, and get rejected. The cuckquean relives this rejection over and over in her mind; it's unbearable for her. She needs something to rationalize it, a way out. Her repression is like an ulcer. If she has affairs, she is burdened with guilt, if she doesn't, she's going to act out in other ways.

Of course, it's not just homosexuality or kinky secrets that might depress a man's desire for his wife. It could be a health issue, another passionate yet vanilla affair, drug effects, a serious disenchantment for other reasons. The only way the "other partner" will ever know is honesty, and that's hard to come by.

On the occasion when it does turn out to be a question of the man's sexual orientation, and the wife realizes that she wasted all those years blaming herself— this way lies the path to madness.

Now, in wisdom, she shouldn't have wasted time blaming herself NO MATTER WHAT—  an indifferent or depressed libido belongs to one's own body.  It's nobody else's fault or responsibility. Your sex life is your sex life, no one else can carry your erotic water.

But try telling that to a woman who's had no sexual education, little or no variety, a sheltered married life. For her, she's the biggest chump in the world, she doubted her cunt for years, and now it turns out it's all been a sham. Watch out for the hot lava.

The other type of wife in this situation is someone who didn't care for sexual relations very much, and was relieved to find a guy who didn't "need" it.

This is less common— but notable. A woman who's dis-maternal and sexually indifferent, is not unconsciously attracted to many gay men. (She's more likely to end up with a guy who's her opposite, who will always want her and rarely be given a favor... Don't you love attraction's little jokes?)

While the sexually-disinterested wife may have been happy to be relieved of bed duties, she's been creeped-out all her life that other women seem to make a bigger deal out of sex. She doesn't see what all the fuss is about, and blatant sexual advertising sticks in her craw.

When she finds out her husband is hot for men, the worst part for her— after the lie— is that she is exposed. She has to confront her own sexual disinclination, which she's desperately avoided. "Am I gay?" she wonders. "Am I frigid? Has some essence of life passed me by?"

It's a pit of loneliness, and again, it challenges one's female identity to the core. This woman has not experienced erotic passion.

You might ask: what about the wives of genuine bisexual men, guys who are happily horny, in the middle of the Kinsey scale? Is it possible that a man like Craig was bisexual, even if he doesn't have a name for it?

The deal with closeted bisxual men is that the taste for forbidden fruit becomes out-sized in its denial. Larry Craig might've truly enjoyed his wife, but obviously the big thrills have been in the big risks he's taken. There is no other explanation but lust, and his is tortured.

The wife of an openly bisexual man, the wife who was chosen freely— is a woman to be envied, in many respects. But I don't know any politician's wives like that!

The family legacy in these kind of tragedies is writ large. We  squirm to imagine the children's reaction, how they turn out.

When we learned in in recent days that Karl Rove's father was a pioneering piercer and gay leatherman—and that a few years after he divorced Karl's mom, she killed herself— it made us take pause.

Suicide is complicated and internal— and  no one knows why she did it. "Why" is a  specious word in suicide, in any case. But the shadow remains, "Was she unable to cope with life because she felt like a failure as a woman; was her sexual fate unbearable to her?"

No one likes to say this out loud, not only because it's idle gossip, or disrespectful to suicidal depression— but because it terrifies us that sex might actually matter to women as much as it does to men.

That a woman could be driven mad by sexual rejection is scary. It's asking  America to go from total denial— "good girls don't feel anything below the waist"— to visions of harpies with dragon-teeth for vaginas, raging in sexual humiliation and vengeance. Grab hold of your balls and run for your lives!

A woman scorned is an iconic figure we understand. We see her stripped of dignity, and the impression is that she was denied a possession that "belonged" to her: her husband, her home, her stature.

But the only thing that ever really belonged to her— to her alone— was her sexual identity and self-confidence. Her STUFF. If she was deceived or deprived of those big eggs, or if she never knew what to do with them in the first place, she's been damaged, and it's no careless stripping. There is a female hellfire, and if our myth-making of events fails to take in a cuckquean's sexual imperative, we're all in for a little taste of it.

Comments

If nothing else, the Craig affair may have given us one of the great headlines of all time:

Humiliation deepens for toilet senator

(Story: http://www.news.com.au/story/0,23599,22338665-23109,00.htm )

How can humiliation FAIL to deepen for a man dubbed "TOILET SENATOR"?
It's getting near bedtime, so I'm going to close my eyes and imagine the headlines, "FUTURE LOOKS BRIGHT FOR TOILET SENATOR!" "Sky's the limit for -- " "Three Cheers for --" etc. . . .

Wow, that was an amazing analysis, Susie - really eye-opening.

Excellent piece, Susie. I see the headline this morning is that Craig is planning to retract his resignation.

Really great post.

A wonderful post there, highlights so many interesting things, some of which I never thought about.

Can you believe that he's reconsidering his resignation? The hypocrisy astounds me.

This is a fantastic essay. One of your best, I feel.

I usually like or tolerate Arlen Specter, who's famously gone against the Republican puppetmasters, most famously during the Clinton impeachment. That said, I'm really pissed off at him for giving any aid and comfort to Larry Craig. He ought to be ashamed of himself.

About Mrs. Craig...well, OK, I understand that some individuals are clueless about their spouse's orientation. And a political wife needs to make many more compromises about her life than a normal woman does. Still...I just can't feel very sorry for her. Maybe she really didn't care about sex, or Craig really is bisexual enough that it was no big deal for her. The sense you get is "mere" embarassment over his being caught from both of them.

I just don't think either of them will ever deal with the situation in an honest manner.

Nail on the head as usual, Susie. Sexual repression and lies constitute a spiderweb: touch on one strand of it and it's all shook up.

"Applauds"

That was an awesome post! I do believe us Females have motives for all that we do, and I think that his wife is in shock....... and plotting.

You said
"A "respectable" woman is not supposed to be horny. Every woman is presented with this goal, even if she was not borne to its middle-class presumption.

You're supposed to want to please your husband, to have children. But you're not supposed to carry a craving in your pussy that won't go away, an unaccountable itch in your clit, a cycle that gets turned on like a geyser and won't be sated by anything else by orgasm. After orgasm. After orgasm. That's not, uh, ladylike.

So true..... cuz when we embrace our vagina's we are bad bad bad girls you know.

I believe that if society understood that the females want sex just as much [most of the time] as men, and if people understood that if sexual cravings male or female were met and taken care of not repressed suppressed and tucked away, people and their lives would be happier.

There is far to much denying of the very thing that we are made and born to do, in both sexes. Of course that is in My opinion of course.

Great post, thanks for the awesome read.

Interesting essay. Very well done. Just wanted to point out that on the other side of the "money and prestige" coin lies the avoidance of public disgrace, which could be just as strong, if not stronger, a motivator.

Great perspective. What is damning about most people who have affairs - on the down-low or not , is their overwhelmingly sense of ENTITLEMENT. The never see their marital partner as a true equal.

why no mention of sexual addiction?
it's very real, intensely related to childhood abuse and the resulting sexual shame, and requires compulsive pursuit of "intense" experiences. i hate to say it, but i can relate to senator craig.
his wife was not cuckholded ... she's a co-addict.

I've been looking for a pair of bi husbands for as long as I can remember, but I'd settle for one.

I'm often angry about being a survivor of child sexual abuse, but you know what? My life has been enriched by it, too. Because my sexuality was awakened at such a young age, I never bought into that whole business about how, "nice girls don't...," or women not feeling any genital pleasure and enjoying sex. I say, bring it on! And the more variety the better!

Do these women in fact have the same sexual needs as you or other sexual women? There is a spectrum of sexual need that has some men and women with little or no need for the release others take for granted. Having seen a wide variety of human response to life, I wonder if the women who are attracted to gay men aren't like those who are attracted to married (i.e., unavailable) ones?

Just as an aside, I enjoyed the article about Louis Rove. And I realized that I'd met him once. Back in 1988 at a video and photo showing at EZTV in West Hollywood. And we had something in common in both having been cover models for PFIQ, the old Gauntlet piercing magazine. I remember that he was a very pleasant guy. Finding out he was Karl Rove's father seriously weirded me out.

Tom Paine--- (Love that name!) I'm sensitive to the spectrum of desire, as well, and further, the changes one woman might feel over the course of her life. But for purposes of this argument, we can discuss a baseline of female desire that would arc with puberty and fertility years. One would hardly be extreme to desire sex a few times a week, a few times a month, even a few times a year... but IF you are with someone who doesn't get a hard-on for you, even ONCE a year is too much. The wife who has been sexually abandoned has not had sex with her partner in ages-- we're not talking some sulky nymphmaniac.

Scott, I don't concur with a diagnosis of "sexual addiction," unless it was a component of OCD. I don't find that term to be a helpful or realistic analysis of what's going on. However, the experience of abuse, or the experience of intense sex shame, is always going to shed some light on what the survivor is going through. I wonder if Craig will ever get to the place where he can tell the truth, to himself, more than anyone else. Given his latest shenanigans, he seems to be just digging a deeper hole.

I'm going to be interviewing Dr. Leonore Tiefer this coming week about why "sex addict" theories don't enlighten, and so I'll hold my tongue about that for the moment. Actually, I've written about it before, but maybe not this blog. My book, Full Exposure? I need a memory chip.

Stan, You commented while I was writing my last comment, so I'll butt in again!

I also met Rove, Sr., without of course knowing anything abut his son, and I agree... WHAT ON EARTH! He was part of such a incredible bonhomie and excitement of the early erotic piercing renaissance.

Irony: Last year, Jim Ward, who started "The Gauntlet," and led so much of the piercing revolution, got in touch with me about his memoir. I told him how much I'd love to read the story of his life, and he said he wished he coudl find a publisher who felt the same way! We griped about how hard it was to get a book deal without being a notorious celebrity. I made some crack like, "well maybe you should say you gave Bill Clinton a Prince ALbert, or something." Well, little did he, or I, know that one of his most faithful customers, friends, and fans had been the father of Karl Rove.

"However, there's a part to the cuckquean's inevitable reaction that is completely denied, because of our cultural inability to imagine a woman's sexual outrage. We don't even commonly use this word for a female cuckold, which is remarkable considering the extent of the experience."

It's a remarkable essay, and very kind-hearted. However, I'm not happy with the word "cuckquean." The problem is that I am wordaholic enough to know that the root word "quean" means, more or less, "slut." And that is precisely what a woman with an adulterous husband is not.

Well, she may be a slut, of course, but it's not intrinsic in the concept. The point is that it's her husband who has acted like a slut, not her.

Also there are any number of sitcoms and soap operas and so on featuring deceived and cheated-on wives, so I don't think there's an inability to imagine such a woman's outrage. There's a stereotype of the screaming (or crying) betrayed woman. In fact, not being outraged (for instance, because you have an open relationship) is what's really outside the cultural understanding.

That said, I am impressed by the compassion in your analysis of the feelings of a woman such as Mrs. Craig.

(Do we even commonly know her first name? Someone does, but does the press refer to her by name or just as her husband's wife? Larry Craig's name is known, but hers is not, or not by me. I wouldn't call her "Mrs." if I knew her own name.)

That bit about the wife on Donohue reminds me of a line of Queen Latifah's in "Living Out Loud." I am quoting from memory and the line isn't on IMDB, but it was something like this. The character is lamenting her fondness for men who always seem to turn out to be gay. She just loves sensitive and beautiful men, and because they are beautiful and sensitive, they feel things that other men don't feel -- like a need to suck cock.

Boy, you really nailed that one on the head! I dated a man who I am convinced is a closeted-or-in-serious-denial gay. The stress our lack of a sex life caused was amazing - dumping him was one of the best choices I've made in a very long time!
I'm now happily married, to a man who enthusiastically makes love to me daily :-) I just can't figure out why I stayed with the last guy so long LOL

Hey, here's a GREAT reaction to the Craig bruhaha:

http://www.marriedtothesea.com/090507/homophobic-senator.gif


(sadly, it isn't a genuine counter, but the thought is certainly right!)

Laurie - that link is GREAT.

You realize none of us know what their sexual arrangement and/or agreement is. This reminds me so much of the Clintons and people saying Hilary should leave etc. One size really does not fit all - the mysterious Mrs. Craig may have known about her husband's procliveties. She might have enjoyed being married to a man with power. Maybe she doesn't care.

Just because it strains what we think we know about marriage relationships, doesn't mean that their marriage isn't perfectly happy, open and honest.

And "Just bisexual enough" - really Susie, you should know better. He actually could be bisexual, totally, and like sex with women and men.

What about Hillary? Can't believe you didn't mention her in this article. How do we know she's not running for prez out of revenge? Did you see the look on her face at that press conference where Bill "apologized?' Fury.

If she had ditched the dude, I'd have more respect for her. I think she stayed on to protect her political "turf." Does not inspire confidence.

Besides she is not firmly against the war. I am running some "Activism Made Easy" links on my blog to facilitate upcoming peace demonstrations. Click my name and you'll go there.

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