So a bit ago I had a weekend of fun that left me more unsettled than satisfied. I won’t go into too many details as those participating might not want my opinion specifically aired!
I will say that Tasty Man is as tasty as ever but he MUST heal is back so our time can live up to HIS expectations! I’m always satisfied 🙂 And I will say that Great White Cock (justly deserved nickname heehee) well, lets just say I have ideas to make our time together even more fun than the fun we had but he needs to get outa his comfort zone!
It's only Respectful!
I also spend time at the beach with Sex God & well for some reason by Monday I had all these very strange feelings about the whole thing. But like I’ve said before in a previous blog the best part about being almost 50 is I don’t have to hide my feelings or play games to get them out or feel heard. I just sent him an email.
Which because of his crazy work schedule he promptly didn’t notice for 3 days! lmao So for 3 days I’d poured my feelings & confusion & neediness into a vehicle and waited for a response. Then he sent me a text saying how much work sucked & I said, “Well, then don’t read the email I sent until the weekend.” Which, of course, prompted him to read it.
And then he did the exact opposite of smart. He treated it lightly with joking texts. Which, of course, made me feel my feelings were invalid. And duh, I ALREADY knew they were crazy and invalid… I just wanted him to know I was feeling them & that they were the reason I might be pulling away a bit. To deal with said insanity. And if would be nice if he’d like to help me deal by eliminating some of them with a bit of reassurance & ego stroking. hahaha.
So the next day he called and we talked it out. Because we are grown ups. And because when you ARE in a relationship, communication is a primal part of keeping said relationship. And I felt a bit better. But I knew that the only thing that would truly fix it would be to get a good fix from my Sex God. But our timing wasn’t going to have that any time soon. So I sighed and went on.
And then started my period the next day!!!
Turns out the whole “strange feelings & insecurity” was PMS!
Dammit, Menopause!!!