Last night was a first. Well, not really, but let’s just pretend it was.
Let’s set the scene. It was night. Not late – around 9ish. We had just gone upstairs and hopped into bed. I wasn’t particularly tired, but in the mood for something other than sleep. I tried to initiate a little somethin’ somethin’ and was promptly turned down. The excuse – “I’m tired.” I argued that it wasn’t a good excuse at all and that I had left him alone last night, per his request, with the expectation that tonight would be different. He rolled over and ignored me. I went on… My exact words were, ” I have needs… Most guys would be happy to have a girlfriend who wanted to have sex with them on a regular basis… and Fine, I will just get out my vibrator and take care of myself right here next to you while you sleep.” Amidst all this, I was pawing at his junk and dry humping him from behind. Sexy, right? Yeah, not so much I guess.
So I did it. I’m terrible at poker – I never bluff. I turned on the light, pulled out my vibrator, found the batteries (turned the light back off, of course), and went to town. A turn on, right? Some guys might even join in. My guy? Uh uh. A few minutes later… he’s snoring. Completely killed the mood. It took me forever to finally get off. FAIL
