TWTG: When a Cold Thwarts Your Sex Life

TG has been sick with a cold for a few days.  Which is less than fun.  She’s horny and extremely vocal about it.  Which is awesome.  It just makes the day when we FINALLY meet up totally worth it.  Totally.

TG:  I swear someone is intentionally thwarting my sex life.
ME:  Lol Sorry
TG:  Not your fault.  Have the house all to myself and all 3 solid plans for sex fell through.  This has happened everytime except one.
ME:  Awwww I’m sorry.  That sucks.
TG:  The irony is he was going to come down Saturday but I was sick so we cancelled.  Now he is sick with the very same thing.  Go figure.  Oy.

It’s too bad that TG is sick.  I don’t think we would have hooked up recently anyway.  Mostly because Mister and I have been doing so much travelling.

But she has been great for our sex life.  Mister has been reading and getting excited over some of our naughtier texts.  The keyword here is STAMINA.  Yup.  And I would also accept rock solid.  And I’m not the only culprit when it comes to talking dirty.  She can definitely keep up to speed.

ME: You’re too cute.
TG:  I’m cuter in bed, maked, swimming in blankets and juices.
ME:  I’ll bet.
TG:  I was starting to fall asleep when visions of rubbing your pussy popped into my head.  Sufficiently harder to sleep now.
ME:  So glad I could help.
ME:  Just thinking about rubbing my pussy against yours.
TG:  Oooo la la.  Work today?
ME:  Sadly yes.
TG:  I think you should call out sick.  lol
ME:  Thinking about fucking you while riding a hard cock
ME: Sorry about the language.  I’m just really horny and craving pussy.

Yup.  She’s a hottie.  Now I get to sit at work and think about all the things I COULD be doing.

Kids Say the Funniest Things

Blueberry

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As I mentioned in a previous post, Mister and I spent the weekend up in the woods, away from everything at his parents place.  During our awesome when we climbed a mountain, swam in a pond and hiked a trail, Mister and I took Puppy along with us for most of our activities.  Including the hike up the mountain to pick blueberries. 

It was a really beautiful day.  Mister had a small container around his neck to collect blueberries, which only got about half full.  The reason is because for every blueberry he put into his container, about six or seven would end up eaten.  He ate so many he said he got a stomach ache.

ANYway.

After blueberry picking, we climbed further up to a tower at the top of the  mountain, where you could see so much of the beautiful, green, uncivilized horizon.  Blueberries and Puppy in tow.

The fun thing about Puppy is that she attracts people.  Come on, who doens’t want to pet the world’s cutest puppy? 

There was a family of four – mom, dad, and two young boys around the age of 2 and 4.  The older boy had made a big deal about Puppy, and how cute she was, while keeping his distance.  The younger boy froze as soon as he saw Puppy.  We tend to keep Puppy on a tight leash whenever she’s around people, just in case she gets excited and jumps or barks.  Nobody likes a barking dog, and not everybody is okay with the ones that jump, too.

So, we smiled at the family and waved to the little boys, and walked passed them, keeping Puppy tightly leashed so she wouldn’t get excited.  With our backs to the family, the older boy ran over to his brother and started yelling to his mom:

LOOK, Mom!  I came to GET him from the puppy!

And he was so proud that he was protecting his little brother.  And Mister and I both burst out laughing.  We heard the mom and dad laughing, too.  How could you not laugh?  It was bloody hysterical! 

I came to get him from the puppy.

It’s such a great phrase, and the fact that this little boy was so protective of his brother and so proud that he was getting him from the puppy just put a smile on both our faces.

I must say, and this is a little cliche, but kids say the darndest things.

And I can’t wait until we have some of our own.

The Husband/Girlfriend Conundrum

What do you do when your husband desperately wants you to sleep with another woman?  Why, you get a girlfriend, of course.

Mister has been going back and forth with me, probably since we got back together in December 2008, about whether or not he wants to have a 3some. 

Truth: I was a little bisexual in high school.

Truth: I still find women attractive.

Truth: I want to please my husband.

And in looking at those truths, I have agreed to do something that I may or may not be comfortable with.  My comfortability has yet to be determined, actually.

However, keeping in mind that I am possibly, maybe okay with the idea of a 3some, I do have some pretty specific boundaries taht I don’t want to have crossed for fear of ruining my marriage by either him leaving me for another woman, or the equally likely me leaving him for another woman.  But, in my opinion, we’ll jump off that bridge when we get there.

For now, though, I still have some questions.  Both of myself and of the situation.

Question: Am I really into this or am I just blowing smoke because it’s fun?

Question: How can this be accomplished so that I am comfortable and Mister is happy?

Question: Who will the girl be?

All very important questions.

What I did not like about our current situation is that it felt like Mister was going behind my back.  And that was hurtful.  He is eager to get this endeavor off the ground, and I can’t blame him.  He’s a guy.  He has a fantasy.  Who wouldn’t want to push to get what they want… But in my opinion, there is a right way to go about it and a wrong way to go about it.

In my opinion, Mister went about it in the wrong way, BUT in the end it’s working out MUCH differently than I ever would have imagined.  Girlfriend is flirting fast and furious.  Mister is so incredibly turned on by my Texting with the Girl (TWTG).  All I want to do is make sure that I am able to maintain a healthy relationship with my husband meanwhile pleasing him and having a girlfriend to do so in the process.

My question to pose to all of you, Gentle Readers, is this:

How do you feel about the idea of a Threesome?  What is more important in maintaining a healthy relationship?  Would you do something JUST to please your significant other even if you weren’t comfortable with it?

Weekend Getaway

Mister and I took a road trip last Wednesday.  And while it was TECHNICALLY  road trip, it was more for business and serious matters than pleasure.  Except for the fact that we made it about pleasure as soon as the business part was taken care of.

It took for.ev.er. to get up to the deeps bowels of the semi-northern New England, but we made it.  After a quick stop in Salem for a family matter dealing with Mister’s ex-wife, we rushed out to the woods of New Hampshire, where Mister’s parents have a home and a few acres of land to play around on.

And when I tell you it was amazing?  I’m not kidding.  In fact, amazing doesn’t even quite cover it.

I’d never been to the REAL New Hampshire.  Actually, I have.  Just not this part.  So my first trip up to the House in the Woods (HITW) was really a barrel of monkeys.  Mister’s parents were up there, with their dog, and we had Puppy with us.  And as soon as we pulled into their driveway, a relaxing aura enveloped us, and we were fine.

The trees.  The solitude.  The freedom.  The smells.  The sounds.  I can’t even begin to describe how relaxed I felt there.  It was as if I had been going there my whole life. 

We looked at the stars in the pitch black night.  We climbed a mountain to pick blueberries and see the amazing view from the top.  We, well Mister and Puppy really, swam in the lake-pond and reclined in the sun on the deck.  Not to mention one of THE hottest shags we’ve ever had on that deck, out in the middle of the pond.  And, I’ll admit, I probably say that about ALL our shag sessions.  But who doesn’t love it out in the middle of nowhere with the sun beating down on you?

We played games with Mister’s parents, and had a wonderful breakfast Sunday morning before we left.

Mister and I never usually get the chance to get away, and when we do, we do it road trip style.  Mister made an excellent point about the way we travel as we were travelling:

When we’re home, we’re always so busy, and that’s just the way it is.  But when we travel together, and we can spend a full 24 hours together – just us – it’s the most fun we ever have.

And I’m pretty sure there was something in there about us being epic.  Face it.  We can’t get rid of each other.  It’s gross.  And really nice.

On the flipside, girlfriend is EXTREMELY interested in getting together.  In fact, that’s all she was texting me about.  all. weekend. long.

But that is utterly besides the point.

Because.  My husband and I had a lovely weekend getaway in a place that he’s loved all throughout his life (since his parents have had HITW).  And it was absolute perfection.

TWTG: Things I’d Rather Being Doing Other than Work

Time for the next installment of Texting with the Girl.  Let’s just say that we’ve been talking non-stop since Friday.  And it’s been a serious amount of fun.

She’s so full of energy, and really super spunky, and I’m guessing a spitfire in the sheets.

Please note that some of this may be NSFW

TG: Why do you never want to eat the food you have at home, yet no other food sounds appetizing either?
ME: LOL. Yo no se… I do that all the time.
ME: Finally at work… And there’s piles of crap on my desk
TG: Haha. Good, so it’s not just me. Juicy pussy sounds appetizing.
ME: You know… I’m at work, & I see a text like that and I suddenly don’t want to be at work anymore lol
ME: And I agree 🙂
TG: Lol
ME: It’s bad enough I didn’t want to be here in the first place lol
TG: Lol. I was gonna say. I could probably send you a text that says “boo” and you’d still want to leave.
ME: Hahahahaha you’re right, but thinking about juicy pussy is waaaaaay more fun 😉
TG: Oh yeah. I have a juicy pussy and toys to put in it isn’t bad either.
ME: Ooh, you’re really turning me on 😉 I would love to be on the other end of those toys
TG: Well if you were here the toys would just be extra.
ME: Hmm… Yes. There are so many things to do without toys

Needless to say, that conversation went on for much longer giving more details about all the things she’d like to do to me, and the things she’d like fo rme to do to her.

Soooo…. I’m going to remain distracted today.

Crush

Ok, so I have a little crush.  I admit it.  Mister , I’m sure, is more than pleased with this idea, as it has been his fantasy since he started having sex.  I can’t say that I’ve ever had a fantasy quite like his, but I’m not complaining.  In fact, I’m quite enjoying myself.

And what do I have to show for it?  A little crush.

I remember having them growing up, where everything was so exciting and new.  Can I just say that THAT part hasn’t changed?

We don’t have plans to meet just yet, but that part is certainly coming.  I don’t know how it will go, but I’m optimistic.

I messages from her throughout the day while she’s working… I don’t know.  It’s just fun.

I really wanted this to be a more profound post about having a crush and whatnot.  I wanted to go on about how it’s so much different when you’re an adult compared to the third grade crushes from our youth.

But I think I’ll just leave it as it is.

Texting with the Girl

As I’m going through this whole new experience, I do want to play around with some of the texts we’ve sent back and forth.  This won’t be  an everyday thing, but at least once a week, I’d like to update this segment, TWTG.

From Yesterday:

TG: You’d think I’d be used to it after almost 3 years, but going to bed alone still bothers me.
ME: Oh, I’m sorry. I’m sure you’ll find the right someone when the time is right.
TG: I know, but I want what I want and I want it now. Lol!
ME: Lol I wish it were that easy. Lord knows I want what I want immediately, but it never quite works out that way.
TG: Well, yeah… You’re still 3 hours away… Aren’t you? 🙂 Oops…. did I say that outloud? 🙂

She’s cute, and coy and so very blunt.  I’m loving it.

What makes it so much more interesting on my end is that while her and I are flirting via text, Mister is reading all these texts and getting so turned on.  I don’t ever remember him getting so hard.  So, my text-flirting is multi-purposed, it turns us both on.

Score one for Texting with the Girl.