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Thursday, November 04, 2004
I love you...and you, and you....
Good morning! Good morning! Good morning!
Yes, The Odd Wife is downright chipper this morning! How unusual!
First, I have people! I have blog people! Yes, you! I see you sneaking in on my counters, reading, commenting and linking back to me. Oh, glorious day! I love you all! Hey...come back....
Oh, yes...and I got lucky last night. Always a surefire way to put The Odd Wife in a delightful frame of mind.
Okay, I'll turn it off now.
But, I am going to locker-room talk for a minute. Last night, shortly after Hubby and I got home, I laid down on the couch and began to drift off into a catnap. It was a long day, sue me. Anyway, my head was filled with these images...like dreams or fantasies...I could see Hubby and I in a fetish club, getting down and dirty with each other. As I sunk to my knees to do the oral please, another woman walked up and commented that "That looks good". So, I invited her to join in.
Now, it's not at all uncommon for me to fantasize about women, but there are two major consistancies. One, it's always in the context of a threesome with my husband. Apparently strictly girl on girl just isn't enough for me. And two, I never see what they look like. I can't tell you hair color or if she's pretty or tall - nothing. They are always nameless and faceless. Since I have a bit of a jealousy streak, this makes sense to me also.
So, mystery woman and I are sharing the blow job fun. At this point, I start to wake up. Damn, damn, damn. Dinner to cook, homework to help check...life is not waiting for me to finish my little thought sequence.
I get up and walk to hubby in his chair, crawl across him for a kiss and whisper "I've been thinking some very naughty things about you".
Later, bedtime...
We take a shower together. Hubby loves showers with me. I soap him up from head to toe and use my body as a loofah to clean him. Once he's been washed and rinsed, I sink to my knees with the shower water still pouring over us both and start the fun. Light licking, deep sucking. All the while caressing his thighs, his ass, his balls...I love doing this...
I start to rise up and he grabs me and before I can blink, we're locked together. Me with my back to him, leaning over, hands splayed on the tile wall while he takes me from behind. Water still pouring over us both.
It was fast, but it was hot!
Hubby finished first. I said fast, right? (Actually a blessing...hubby can sometimes go for hours and hours)
But I'm still worked up. I kick him out of the shower (it's small) and turn it to tub mode. My favorite.... I lay back in the water, slid forward and let the running water hit just the right spots. 20 seconds later and I'm now done and satisfied.
Now, something happens to me after sex...I turn into this sappy, drively, love-filled, Hallmark-card spouting geek. I cuddle up with Hubby and intermittantly tell him how much I love him, how important he is to me, how I want to make him happy, how I want to keep turning him on...blah, blah, blah...
It wears off after a bit, but as you can see - the good mood stays with me for a bit longer!
Hump days are the best, aren't they???
Posted by Red ::
8:21 AM ::
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