Life of a former witch

I've outgrown my wicked witch of the west ways. Reflections of life afterwards, living in the desert with two cats, friends, family, and my hot and cold love life.

Friday, June 30, 2006

Withdrawl

Okay, I had never been very comfortable in sexual relations. My first encounter was with someone that had to notch his bedpost. So I think it lowered my self esteem in that aspect.

Plus it was never very enjoyable. So I put up with it to please the guy.

However, a year ago when I was setup with boyfriend, it was different. For starters, I felt completely comfortable with him, and he did things to prove to me that while he wanted to jump my bones, he wouldn't do anything until I said it was okay.

So now because of him, relations in the sack are incredible. I miss it terribly when he's off on a job working impossibly long schedules that prevent us from getting together.

I haven't seen him in a month. Tomorrow morning, I'll be heading out to see him. I couldn't sleep well last night because I kept hoping that it was early Saturday morning, and what I'd be doing to him when I see him again.

Of course, I work in a lab of guys. Two are married with children, but the single postdoc sure is looking attractive. And the more I think about boyfriend, the harder it gets to contain myself.

Considering our latest department scandal involves sexual harrassement, I'll have to settle for taking cold showers downstairs.

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