Tuesday, August 3, 2010
I'm 31 years old, I'm in my sexual prime, I love sex. I was married to a man who knew everything about a woman's body and could get me wet with nothing but a look. The icing on the cake was that I loved him, he had the greatest heart. Of course irony had to destroy everything for me and his perfect heart failed him and he died. Of course I miss him, but that's not what this blog is for. I miss the sex. I love sex. I'm not one of those women who gives it up to make her man happy, I don't give it up at all, it's always about getting it. He's been gone for almost 6 months. I've slept with 3 men. One of them repeatedly. I felt guilty about it at first, still do sometimes, but I already lost my best friend, my partner, my love, they can't take sex away from me too. I'm not usually a person who cares what others think, but talking about how bad a need a good lay might offend a lot of people who have already lost so much, so this is going to be completely anonymous. I've also spent the last six months re-hashing the past, I refuse to continue doing that, especially with my sex-life, this blog will only be about the present and the future. I won't even go back to the three men who touched me (pun-intended) in the last 6 months, they're the past now and I can't hang out in the past anymore. I don't know how I feel about this, so I'm not going to go into anything right now. Besides my kids are napping and that's the only time I have to sneak upstairs and masturbate myself into an orgasm coma.