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Sunday, January 30, 2005

We sat drinking coffee, reading our newspaper, occasionally mentioning the article we’d just read.  I can’t help but think about last night.  I’m still filled with the excitement that hits after a fantastic orgasm, when you collapse and smile inside.  No matter how hard I cum, no matter how loud I moan, he still asks me, “Did you like last night?”  He glances over his paper, catches me staring and tells me he loves me.  I’m trying hard to enjoy the moment, take it in for he’ll be leaving again soon, going back to his mistress, the office.  When I have him in my bed, he’s a new lover that I’ve longed for all day wondering how he’ll feel behind me, how he’ll taste, what he’ll grab first.  When we first started seeing each other, I wondered what he was doing every minute we were apart and here I sit years later, experiencing it again. Longing, desire, excitement, exhaustion, release, reward. 

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#1  31 January 2005 - 05:21
 
Do you realise how blessed you are? Do you know how picture perfect your life sounds? Y'know, you're the only person I know who has this kind of life and love, 'years later'....how on earth do you keep a sex life like that going after you have kids, after you've gotten used to each other, after the boring pressures of work and commuting and supermarket shopping and the endless round of blah...This blog makes me feel so inadequate sometimes (not your fault, I know)...What am I doing wrong?! Don't you ever get bored with each other? Don't you ever feel restless/cheated/compromised/unstimulated/taken for granted? Does anything at all about your life make you want to scream? Cos mine sure does sometimes.
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#2  31 January 2005 - 10:18
 
Pulla,
Let me assure you, my life is not perfect. Blessed indeed. We pray not a day will go by that we take for granted. My husband and I pray for each other as well as pray that we'll be a great spouses. Everyday is a struggle to put the other first but that's how we do it. Yes, it's the hardest job ever, besides parenting, but it's rewarding, as is parenting. IF you'll read between the lines, my husband hasn't been home lately so i've been missing him which never feels good. As far as the sex goes, we make it a priority. Talk about our intentions and desires for the evening. We don't just hop in bed and see what happens.....if we did that, no one would ever get laid:) You have to schedule sex (as unromantic as it sounds) just like you schedule dates.
Here's a realistic perspective for you too: Just this morning, my husband was begging me to get in the shower because I was in bed crying. I didn't want to get up because i felt lifeless. As much as i love my son and husband, making another breakfast before i played with play dough was not motivating enough to get out of bed. I have scheduled adult time when i get out with the girls which helps but being in charge of every detail from clothes to meals is in fact the most unrewarding job i've ever had. i'm still waiting for my trophy and paycheck but when you love the men in your life, it comes easy.
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#3  31 January 2005 - 13:31
 
I was venting there, Hookemup...thanks for sharing...:)
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#4  01 February 2005 - 21:19
 
and it goes around and around like a story that won't stop
and i'm only eighteen
does it get any better?
how do you, a mother a lover and a person complete, keep on going and loving and just keep on ...? you amaze me.
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#5  05 February 2005 - 07:02
 
I share Pulla's sentiment... sometimes (though I am not yet married) I feel the same feelings but most of all it's the 'taken for granted' feeling that I hate the most. It's like you are doing things for them yet no 'thank yous' or 'that was nice'. sometimes, I think they're just too comfortable to have us around that they don't notice saying those things meant a lot! *whew*

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#6  19 February 2005 - 08:20
 
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