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It was Saturday. The day was a blur. Seriously, where did the day go? The baby sleeps for only 2 hours at a time during the night right now so we get no sleep. The other kids are all up and awake by sunrise and begging for breakfast. Then it is rush rush rush to tee ball, football, tennis, feed the kids, clean the house, try to get the oldest boy caught up on his homework, deal with a client’s “emergency”, feed the kids again, clean a random mess, brush their teeth, pajamas on, tuck them in, can I just sit down for a beer for a second???? By the end of it we are both so exhausted, the idea of having sex seems like a mirage floating in the distance of some barren desert.

We talk about the fact that somehow we should have found a time and/or place to have sex earlier in the day but looking back, there was never a moment where we could have been alone long enough to do it. Although admittedly, we did sit on the couch to watch the last half of a football game together. It was a nail-biter of a  college rivalry game that we couldn’t miss. I tried to caress her neck and shoulders a few times to try to warm things up while we were watching the game but I’m not certain that it had any effect.

After the game is over, we look at eachother, both of us dead tired. “Shall we? We gotta keep our commitment to do it every day!” The kids had slept out in front of the TV last night for the fun of it and the futon still hasn’t been picked up and put away. As we joke to eachother about how the other wanted to pass today and just go to bed, DW hops off the couch onto the futon and lays on her back (already naked) and I rip off my  shorts and t-shirt. It is funny how no matter how tired we are, as soon as we start the action, the tiredness fades quickly.

DW’s pussy is a bit sore from yesterday’s inaugural Lelo experience, so she decides not to use it tonight. I join her on the futon. Just looking at her turns me on and as I rub the tip of my penis between the lips of her pussy, feeling the heat and moisture, and run my hands across her breasts, thighs and tummy, my cock starts to get hard. She plays with her clit and my balls, which always get me going. Tying to be careful not to hurt her sore labia, we work my dick deeper into her a little at a time, trying to draw her lubrication up around my shaft. When I am fully inside of her, it seems that I must be hitting a good spot as she is making a little moan as I thrust. I wonder for a second if I should try to hold off on cumming so she can enjoy this more or if I should hurry it up so that I don’t hurt her. It doesn’t take much longer though before I am ready to cum and I let it go. The orgasm was not super strong but was quite nice. She is even more horny and mentions that maybe she will give the Lelo a whirl. I look forward to seeing how it goes. But after we clean up, check on the kids and get into the bedroom, it is literally seconds before we are fast asleep.

Ya know, I have to say I am going to have to get used to the language that my husband is using in these posts. We can sometimes talk like this during love making, not usually all the words he’s using, but these words must be going through his head, right? It’s funny, because I am usually the vocal one, and the one that uses most of the nasty words. But for some reason I am feeling a little shocked, or uneasy about it. I am sure things will change.  Either I’ll get used to it and start using the same language, or he’ll tone down? Time will tell.

Last night we were watching a football rivalry game and getting into that and realizing how tired we were and how late it was, I didn’t want to do it. I said, I’m so tired, I don’t want to do it. And my DH said okay! WHAT? Okay? I said, Hell No! We are doing this! We cant quit now! What are you thinking?! I couldn’t believe he could quit after two days, or skip a day. Maybe he’s overwhelmed by the daunting task of having sex everyday for 1 year?! 🙂 WE are tired most of the time. But we are in this, I am in this, and we are doing it! Hell yes!!! I feel like it’s going to change us, bring us closer, bring us to the point of Magenta!

We had the kids sleep in their room so we could do it out by the TV on the made up bed that the kids slept in the night before for a “sleepover” with each other. Our baby sleeps in our bedroom. We were so tired and DH almost gave up, and that gave me more of a determination to DO IT. It ended up being so fun, for me at least. We were laughing and playing around. I decided to wait a day on the clitoral stimulation, to help it recover from last night. I was wetter and it was feeling really good. I wasn’t sure if he would be up to it, but he got into it and was having fun. I’m not even sure what made it fun. Maybe it was because we were in a different bed, a sleepover bed,not in our bedroom, the huge window that anyone if they tried could look in. The TV was on, a rare occurrence, but a great game just ended, and I was feeling loopy. Good times 🙂