Leland got home from Puerto Rico on Friday, and because we had a house full of people, we were not able to shag. Don’t worry, dear friends, by Saturday Leland was all about reaching his 700 times a year goal. We have not been following the ever so helpful guide to have sex 8 times a week, we have instead just been having whatever kind of sex we feel like.
Since Saturday we have had sex 3 times. I know, that’s not a big number at all, and if we want to reach 700 times, we really are going to have to step it up a notch.
And we are going to have to buy more lube.
On to the details…
We have been having sex in our bed, which is warm and comfy, but I think if we stick to bed sex we are going to get a little bored. We live alone, we have an entire house to ourselves, we really need to get out of the bedroom and into the kitchen.
Or on the couch.
Or in the shower.
Or on the dining room table.
Wait, scratch the last one. It’s a really OLD table that has been in my family for over a century and I think my dad would be pissed if we broke it having sex.
The sexercise thing is working. If I really think about what I am doing, I can feel my ab muscles working. On Sunday I worked my abs so much during sex that they hurt all day on Monday. I have no idea if Leland feels his abs working because I haven’t asked. I can tell you that he is giddy with delight to be having sex on a daily basis.
Yesterday he came home from work early with a fever and had a fever all night and he still wanted to bone. I had to say no. I am not interested in making out with someone who has a fever and a nose full of snot. Sorry. Plus, my vagina needed a break. It still rips just a little, so I thought it would be good if I let it heal for a day. And I am sure a day will be all it’s getting. Leland is feeling better today and I am ready for another killer ab workout.