Tomorrow is Valentines day. It's been a rough month for me. The wife had a c-section so it has been like over a month since we have been really intimate if you know what I mean. She has to wait at least six weeks before she can Do "IT" and then she has to get the o.k. from her doctor. My point is that this valentines day shit has just made it all worse. You know, you're thinking about love and picking out nice cards and buying gifts and shit like that. But what I really want to do is take my wife and bang like two monkeys. I feel like I'm about to explode. She always offers to take care of me(which is very nice of her) but that just makes me feel like a jerk. Like I just need to get off. If that was the case I'd be all for her taking care of me. I need the whole thing. I need the Kissing and the foreplay and the great sex and the hugging and rubing and even the cuddle time after. (Don't tell my friends that I said I needed cuddle time, I'd never live that shit down.) I NEED TO MAKE SOME SWEET SWEET LOVIN'. I can just see it now when she gets the o.k. from the Dr. She'll come through the front door, the stereo won't be on but for some strange reason Let's Get It On by Marvin Gaye will be playing in the backround. I'll be on her like Jim Carey on Lauren Holly in Dumb and Dumber. SIGH!!!!!!!!!!! It's been a hard month no pun intended. And every time I turn on the radio I hear Kiss Of Life by fucking SADE! She just fucking tortures me with that sexy voice. DAMN YOU SADE YOU HEARTLESS BITCH! Can't you see that I am just a shell of a man with a very big bulge in his pants!
I think we have all had enough so I will leave you with that image.
Later, ROB
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Disclaimer: Reading this could bring a smile to your face, Then again it could bore you to the point of drooling in your lap. Hey I never said I was Ernest Hemmingway....Did I spell that correctly?