I’m horny.
Like, really horny.
I’ve been much hornier than usual lately. I feel like a teenage boy who just found his dad’s Playboy. It’s all I can think about.
And yet, right now, right at this very moment, when all I want is to throw my husband (or any man, really… I’m not picky) down and do vile, terrible things to him, I am instead standing in a children’s library with the spawn and a host of other very short people.
I want to cum, but instead I’m helping the spawn paint a flower, and learn about mixing colors.
Ah, the joys of parenthood.
I’m jealous. Reason #1 you’re horny. Being in a celibate marriage for the last 12 years, the idea that other women have sexual desires is so frustrating. What have I done wrong? Reason #2: You’re hanging out with children, Having no grandchildren, I miss the little buggers not being in my life.
Hope it all works out for you.
Know the feelings. I’ve certainly been to a birthday party or two and have looked at other parents ranking them all in fuckability. Then I get snapped back to reality to help in some way
Incongruous but true….desire comes unbidden, and leaves just as quickly. It shows that there is more to us than meets the eye….xx