You know things are going badly when...

You can't think of any reason for being where you are, especially when you have the resources to move anywhere you would like to go. I find myself in that situation now. Why am I staying? I haven't really enjoyed myself in a very long time. One problem is I wouldn't know I was enjoying myself it it bit me in the butt. I like sex and chocolate in that order. I don't seem to enjoy anything else as much. Chocolate is losing it's appeal as sex gets less frequent. I am even losing the desire for sex with my partner as she denies me more often and claims she has not enjoyed it in a very long time. "It hurts", she claims. I ask her if she has any desire and she says, "No". Being her fourth, or technically fifth husband if you count the one ex she married twice, I guess she is just tired and wore out. I think I need to find someone else. She said she would always take care of my needs and now she can't. She claims I bother her all the time. Well, I am tired of having to ask, and then find out she only did it out of duty. Now she doesn't even do that and does not seem to notice she is driving me away. It would be easier to start a whole new relationship than to try and fix this one. I am getting too old and she is obviously too old as her body is falling apart.

The Door Is Up

I finally got the front door on the old house up!

This was supposed to symbolize that I was done with the remodel job.

Actually, I only have to touch-up some paint in the house, and tile the small entry by the front door and I will be done.

Yeah!!

Three Wives Tales

His thoughts were different now. He used to think of his kids and how he could give them a better “experience”. He wasn’t just taking them to a ball game, he was giving them the “experience” of attending a ball game. He was never one to do something time and time again. He’d rather try this and try that. So, naturally, that is what he did with his kids.

His kids were not always on his mind now. In fact, they were on his mind far less than sex. He wanted sex all the time. He had married for sex the first time. It was the next step - marriage was the only way he was going to get sex with Lorna. So they got married. He married the second time for sex as well. Since Robin was the only girl of the three he was dating that was having sex with him he decided he should marry her to continue the sex. He married the third time most likely for the sex as well. Both he and Kathleen had discuss sex and mutually agreed that they wanted it often – as often as three times a week, maybe more. He really wanted sex, and three or more times a week was certainly better than he was used to and he did not want to miss an offer like this, so he married Kathleen, his third wife.
His first marriage was really a catastrophe in the bedroom for the first few weeks. In fact, they were not able to have sex for 16 days.
They were married in the morning on a Friday, in Oakland, California. They spent the first night at Marriott’s Hotel in Santa Clara, California. He remembered their first night and their first attempt at sex very well.
They both were “pretty” people at the time. She was only 18 years old and had actually done some work as a model and had even been approached to run for Ms. California. He was 19 years old and the strong athletic type.
It was getting late in the afternoon, about 3:30pm, before they checked into their room at the Santa Clara Marriott’s Hotel. After the wedding, his dad had treated the wedding party and guests to lunch at a restaurant on the San Francisco Bay. They were both exhausted from the day.
They came into the room, undressed and fell onto the bed together. It was still daylight and he could see her in all her beauty. They were both virgins, that is, they had not had sex as defined, by penetration of her with his penis. They had however, done some rather heavy petting and they had taken it about as far as you could go without actually doing it. He had all but taken all her clothes of on a couple of occasions.
He had not idea how to start. They had rolled on the floor and on a bed before. They had pressed hard against each other both laying down and standing. They had pressed hard on many occasions. They pressed so hard and so long, that he had come many times with her. He did not know if she had ever come. He suspected she had come on several occasions, but they never spoke about it. They definitely like each other’s company, and each other’s bodies.
He climbed onto her, kissed her, caressed her and positioned himself such that their mounds again were rubbing. He fumbled to get penetration, but was unable to force it in. They settled for rubbing until at least he came. They fell fast asleep embracing before he even had time to wonder if she had even gone. I am not sure the thought even crossed his mind at the time. He really had no idea what it was for a woman to go at the time. He would learn more about that at a later time in his life.