Free Time

Things have been, I guess, the usual. My wife was sick for a while, had no interest in fooling around whatsoever. It was OK though, I wasn't much in the mood either. Work was frustrating last week as I was working 10 hour days in order to have Friday off. But there hasn't been much that needs doing, so it's been longer days with less to do. I get bored, but I don't use the time wisely, I just pass the day wasting time and that just makes me more aggrivated.

Meanwhile the wife has started her new job, but since she's working from home she's mostly been studying training materials. Her job will include a bit of travel, so I think to get the new employees used to that idea, her company puts all their new reps up in a local hotel for a few nights. In her case, she's staying at a nice hotel in Jacksonville, about an hour away from home.

Last night was the first night. I was looking forward to the time to myself, but she wanted us have dinner together up there and I wanted to be supportive of her new job. But also, she's just about kicked her cold, right as she's hit the infertile phase of her cycle, so there was nothing stopping us from having some nookie in her hotel room.

It was a nice sort of date, we ate at a decent restaurant. Sex seems funny when it's so contrived. When we got back to the room it felt like I was waiting and it felt like she knew I was waiting. And after waiting the while through her fertile phase, the first time we have sex in each new cycle always seems somehow unspectacular. It's great because it's sex, but it's not the best sex.

So she told me that she had more studying to do so it had to be something of a quickie. Not easy to be in the moment when you're watching the clock. And foreplay pretty much involved her lying on her back while I smooched and groped her naughty bits until she said she was ready. I don't think she would have put any effort into it at all if I didn't ask her to be on top halfway through. It still seemed like she was enjoying herself, but I was tired. Right about when she was really enjoying herself, I was out of breath. All the same, you've got to love having hotel room sex.

Once I left to go home, it was finally my time and I was desperate to do something deviant. I wanted to find an ATM to get some cash and then go buy some porn. But it was already 11 pm when I left the hotel. By the time I got to the porno shop, it was closed. I drove home thinking about all of the other things I could do. I was hungry enough that I would have gone to a strip club if I'd passed one. But I just went home, started surfing porn on the Internet, bought a subscription to another porn website and stayed up until 2:30 in the morning.

When the alarm went off I was dead. I snoozed it at least five times. But once I was up I went straight back to the computer. I got ready fast and went to work. Then when I had a meeting near my house, I drove home and looked at more porn on my lunchbreak. I haven't eaten anything all day.

My wife called a little while ago and invited me up for dinner again. I told her I wanted to take a nap when I got home and she said I could come up after then. If she wants to fool around again, there's no way I'll be able to stay hard.