Being on the pill. Boy. It sure does its job. I'm really not in any danger of getting pregnant when I never really want sex. Good times. Except, of course, when I go off it for the week. And then I'm starving. I start casting my eyes toward craigslist and fantasizing about Keith. I had a sex dream about Martin, which was unexpected. He was a fairly important part of my life just those few short years ago, but he's pretty much not intersected with me since before we moved away from the east coast. The dream was unexpected but kind of fell into the "normal" sex dream thing for me. No cock. Although in the dream he was actually inside me, it just wasn't enough stimulation. Kind of life real life. Oh, snap.
I think I ended up reading a good portion of my archives tonight. Thinking back fondly on the years I spent working with hot military boys and flirting my ass off. I actually got damned good at that flirting stuff. I never get to do it anymore, since I mostly work with unattractive men and lesbians. And of course, since I really like my job I don't want to give the wrong impression. Which is to say the right impression.
I miss the confidence and the fun I had back then. It's hard to believe all the fun and games ended almost five years ago. I hear all good things must come to an end, but that's a real shame.
Husband and I have been doing a lot of activities lately, outdoors. Nothing kinky. Hmm. But that could change, now that I think about it! Anyway, so we've been getting out of the house a lot more lately than we ever used to. The weather has been really poor the last two weeks and things have been really busy at work so I've been locked indoors far too often, lately. I'm getting stir crazy! That's part of the problem, see. All that flirtation and fun and fucking (lots of f's there) was exactly what I'm craving. Come winter, I might be in big trouble. I might finally need to find myself some fine-ass man to keep me busy.
It's hard to imagine that it's been this long since I've been properly laid. Give me a week and I'll be less concerned about it. But for tonight, it blows my mind!
By the way, Craigslist? Slim pickin's. I forget how damned picky I am....
