Thursday, February 24, 2000

Well, Dan didn’t do his shit yesterday, as it turned out. Maybe he’s waiting for the weekend.

Sex today wasn’t predictable, but it wasn’t a surprise, either. This time around, you could truly blame it on me and not his fears. Especially with me so close to a period. I was too gentle, he said. So, I guess I gotta try to firm up my grip. I did get him pretty hard a few times, but he wouldn’t stay that way. As soon as he got hard, he softened up again, but what did I expect? A good, normal, fun sex life with my husband? Ha! It’s amazing we’re even doing it more often as it is and that my crotch hasn’t been sore in a while, but as far as him cumming goes - he’s a lying little wimp who’ll never change, which in return, has dampened my desire to cum with him. He’ll just use things I said and did as an excuse to cover for his fears when all the stubborn guy has to do is just come out and express his fears about my conceiving a child which only I seem to know couldn’t be done no matter what, then we can get him fixed or something. But if he’d rather sacrifice cumming with his wife because he’s too stubborn to face his fears, then he can do that. What really pisses me off is the lying about it. He’s got to stop with the bullshit like how he said that if I don’t mention it for 30 days he’ll cum regularly. All he wants is to buy some time without my bringing up shit he doesn’t want to hear. That’s all this game is. Then at the end of the 30 days, he’ll say that he would’ve cum if I hadn’t said or done this or that. Of course, I’ll just have to wait and see if it’s because of something I said and did recently or six years ago.

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