My sweet man was out of town the week of Valentines Day and I had to go a few days with out anything. (Well, not really, I had toys and xscream.) AS soon as he returned from his trip, I made sure that we did a few of things we hadn't done to build more memories for the next time he was out of town. One evening this last week, after a long day at work, we had come home. I made sure every one had eaten something for dinner. The kids and man were settling down in front of computers and I took a shower and put a large tie-dye oversized dress on and that's it, nothing on underneath. I went and told my sweet man that it was time to go have car sex. He paused and said give me a minute. He'll have to fill in the blanmks of his euphoria... but we too our nice family wagon around the corner and to the end of a logging road. The back was already down and I laid back there with my dress pulled up, while he had to undress. He hurried along and we 69'd for a bit... I think that it was raining. We could see our house through the foggy windows off in the distance. It was rougher than normal... intense and incredible needed. I need it at least once a day...
NOW... we are at a hotel by the airport, cause he leaves for another week out of town... and I'm nucking futs. I hate being lonely. Last time he was out of town, I chopped my hair off, I was so fricken lonely... and bored. THIS time, I've made plans to be busy. HA. And I have plenty of batteries. |