I’m exhausted to the point of falling asleep on the couch and gently prodded awake by Athol after sleeping for who knows how long. I edit last nights post as best my sleepy brain can and we head off to bed…
Athol: You look beat, you want to skip?
Jennifer: No, we can do something.
Athol: You’re on the bottom, sleepy baby.
Jennifer: Yes! (I love being on the bottom)
Athol: You don’t look like you want to orgasm though.
Jennifer: No, not really. Tired.
Athol: So what would you like? Gentle Jostle, Ocean Voyage, or Almost Raping?
Jennifer: Hahaha…the first and last I get, but what’s Ocean Voyage?
He doesn’t actually answer me, just climbs on top of me and with the duvet still between us sets a steady rolling rhythm while kissing my neck. Don’t ask me how he thinks this stuff up on the fly, but he does it all the time.
Jennifer: Okay, Ocean Voyage. You’re incorrigible.
Athol: The weather might get a little rough toward the end.
Jennifer: Hahaha
Athol: On your stomach or back. Just decide.
True confession. I’m happy to get him off, but I’m also tired and it will finish much faster on my stomach. I stretch out face down and he pulls the duvet clear off the bed and climbs on top of me.
We have a short and sweet ”Ocean Voyage”…
Athol: Thank you for your compliance.
Jennifer: Thank you for you consideration.
Athol: I’m just happy that you think being held face down and fucked is me being considerate.
Good grief he’s an ass lol.
Yep…that’s my life. Not a bad deal and I like that he keeps me laughing.
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