[quote]EmilyQ wrote:
You guys have cut me to the quick. Seriously.
The video? He didn’t send it because he WANTS me to do that, he sent it because it REMINDS him of me! And why? Because I HAVE done that. We’ve done it in his office and we’ve done it in one of his colleagues’ offices. For one of the office visits, I was wearing stuff almost identical to the video’s lingerie, except without panties because I’d taken them off at the restaurant after the first bottle of wine. That’s how we celebrated MY birthday last year. I’ve done naughty things (one specific naughty thing) in the balcony of an empty opera house, fooled around on the gorgeous antique conference table his televised town meetings are held around, and in all manner of outdoor places and autos. WE HAVE SEX. I like it! And I like the same pretty dirty things he likes, because I have a body they look good on.
As for the trip, we were actually planning it for this weekend, but now snowmageddon is coming. And he brought it up! He mentioned wanting to make a trip into the city to scout for vinyl records because he’s putting together a collection as a gift. And I was like, you know… So the trip is going to be a combo thing. I’ve decided to skip asking my cousin because A) you’ve all freaked me out, and B) because we’re also planning a trip to her (even cooler) city and will probably do that next month. We’ll stay with her, which will mean going out on the town, drinking and eating, maybe meeting some of her friends, maybe pulling in more of my friends in the city. If we see her dad, the boyfriend will be in heaven. Uncle Jimmy parties hard. I’m looking at this as being…you know…fun.
Really, what’s wrong with seeing my people? I’m going to his hometown in Bumfuck, OH Memorial Day weekend. I’m spending my vacation days on it! And I’m excited about it. I’ve already met his parents (him: “my mom likes to meet the women I’m doing”). They bought me coffee and a muffin, and his dad grilled me about cement manufacturers in the region. When we go to OH we’ll hang out with his old friends. I imagine we’ll eat, drink, and laugh. Some of them I’ve already hung out with at a sailing regatta thing last year. I’m guessing we’ll be having sex throughout the trip. (I wasn’t sure about doing it at his parents’ house but he says YES, WE WILL, so we probably will) .
I’ll be packing up to hunker down at his place for the snow storm. It will probably be more romantic than anything going on next week (nice dinner Thursday, I’ll wear something pretty both over and under, then the overnight in the city).
Honestly? You guys disappoint if your thinking is so narrow as to NOT assume sex in every possible safe venue and on any and all days of the week or year. Office in garter belt and heels? DONE IT. Fancy opera house? DONE IT. Big rock on island? DONE IT. Tree near shore? YES. Half-time parking lot outside grill where watched Superbowl wearing skirt, thigh high socks, and no unders? DID IT EARLIER THIS WEEK.
I’m questioning what all of YOU mean when you say “sex.” Except SP. I think she gets it.
tl:dr summary: cut deep.[/quote]
That’s no where near enough sex to make up for the college play.
