Handsome Man has a loud voice. I'm always reminding him, but no matter what, his voice resonates through everything around him. He can't whisper to save his life, which sometimes poses awkard situations. Like tonight.
Tonight on our way home from a beach trip with our high school youth group, Handsome Man and I took a moment to talk to each other in the front seat while the 3 boys behind us were enjoying a song on the radio and goofily singing their hearts out.
"I can't wait to take a shower," I whispered to him, "I've got sand inside of me and I'm so uncomfortable!"
Handsome Man, in his perfect timing and hoarse whisper that could be heard across the Grand Canyon whispered back, "I bet! That's why I don't think we should have sex on the beach!"
J u s t a s t h e s o n g e n d e d.
Three teenage boys sat in the back seat with wide eyes.
Siiiiigh. I love my husband!
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
When You Play a New Game, You Can't Always Win
Handsome Man came home with Cosmo's Steamy Sex Games the other night. He seemed pretty excited about it, and since I'm usually the one to find new things to try, I got excited too.
We played "A Night of Naughty Adventure" the first night. This game is enough to make the whole box worth it! It was so sexy to do the challenges together and try new things. (The prop list calls for things like a quarter, a necktie, sultry music, 2 pillowcases, 1 hot beverage, 1 glass of ice water, a pair of "do-me" heels, a leather belt, candles...get the idea?)
The game consists of 5 cards that you go through one at a time. They have directions for you and your man to read separately. They look like this:
Card Two: Mouthwatering Delight
For Him: Strip down to your birthday suit, then kick back in a chair and get ready to moan as she thrills every inch of you.
For Her: Blindfold him with the necktie and use the pillowcases to loosely tie his wrists to the armrests, with his palms facing up. Stand (naked) in front of him and drag your fingertips down the entire length of his body. Next, pour a drop of liqueur on each of your nipples and place one breast in his mouth at a time. Now straddle one armrest. Tell him not to move his hand while you rub back and forth against it. Then press yourself against his member and gyrate--but don't let him enter you.
We really enjoyed making our way through the cards. There were so many good ideas in that pack of cards, and it was such a turn on to go through them one by one. Got me all tingly and ready to go!
The last card was a secret. Handsome Man had no idea what was coming.
Late Night Lust:
For Her: set the alarm for 2am. When the alarm goes off, catch it before he totally wakes up. Then light the candles and place them around the bed. roll him onto his back, hold onto his member, and move your hand up and down. Then shimmy down and take him into your mouth, sucking very gently until he's completely hard. When he's moaning in pleasure, move back up, rub some lube on his member, and put him inside you.
For Him: Make slow, sweet, dreamy love to her, Then blow and the candles and wrap your arms around her as you both drift off to sleep.
Sounds like a winner, right? I was excited to do this, since I've never set an alarm to wake up for sex in the middle of the night, and he had just mentioned days ago how he loves waking up to me playing with his mister. I thought it was perfect; and I got all hot just thinking about it.
When my alarm quietly woke me up, I felt his hardness against my skin and got even more excited. He was already hard and raring to go! I slid my hand down, took him in my grasp, and went up and down while I woke him with kisses.
"What are you doing?" His head flew up and he pushed me away.
"Doing you," I smiled and kept playing with him.
"Lissie, it's the middle of the night! I'm too tired." And with that, he rolled over, shoved a pillow over his head, and went back to sleep.
Are girls allowed to get blue balls? Cuz I think it definitely happened.
I had to laugh, because I know that he's a sound sleeper and probably had no idea what was going on. Handsome Man has a reputation of being able to sleep through anything (including a tornado that sent a tree through his bedroom window when he was in high school.) I know not be offended by stuff like this, because his actions were so far off from who he is that I know he wasn't awake.
When we woke up the next morning, I asked him if he remembered what happened the night before. He sleepily smiled and pulled me to him. "We had some gooood sex, Baby."
Did he not even remember the 2am thing? I asked him, and he didn't. In fact, he looked outright crushed. "Really? I said that? You woke me up just to do me? That's so sexy! I can't believe I slept through it!"
It cracks me up that it's something he wants so much but couldn't wake up for. So the question is, do I try again, or just accept that I'm married to a man who answers phones in his sleep with no recollection of it the next day?!?
You can play, but you can't always win :-)
We played "A Night of Naughty Adventure" the first night. This game is enough to make the whole box worth it! It was so sexy to do the challenges together and try new things. (The prop list calls for things like a quarter, a necktie, sultry music, 2 pillowcases, 1 hot beverage, 1 glass of ice water, a pair of "do-me" heels, a leather belt, candles...get the idea?)
The game consists of 5 cards that you go through one at a time. They have directions for you and your man to read separately. They look like this:
Card Two: Mouthwatering Delight
For Him: Strip down to your birthday suit, then kick back in a chair and get ready to moan as she thrills every inch of you.
For Her: Blindfold him with the necktie and use the pillowcases to loosely tie his wrists to the armrests, with his palms facing up. Stand (naked) in front of him and drag your fingertips down the entire length of his body. Next, pour a drop of liqueur on each of your nipples and place one breast in his mouth at a time. Now straddle one armrest. Tell him not to move his hand while you rub back and forth against it. Then press yourself against his member and gyrate--but don't let him enter you.
We really enjoyed making our way through the cards. There were so many good ideas in that pack of cards, and it was such a turn on to go through them one by one. Got me all tingly and ready to go!
The last card was a secret. Handsome Man had no idea what was coming.
Late Night Lust:
For Her: set the alarm for 2am. When the alarm goes off, catch it before he totally wakes up. Then light the candles and place them around the bed. roll him onto his back, hold onto his member, and move your hand up and down. Then shimmy down and take him into your mouth, sucking very gently until he's completely hard. When he's moaning in pleasure, move back up, rub some lube on his member, and put him inside you.
For Him: Make slow, sweet, dreamy love to her, Then blow and the candles and wrap your arms around her as you both drift off to sleep.
Sounds like a winner, right? I was excited to do this, since I've never set an alarm to wake up for sex in the middle of the night, and he had just mentioned days ago how he loves waking up to me playing with his mister. I thought it was perfect; and I got all hot just thinking about it.
When my alarm quietly woke me up, I felt his hardness against my skin and got even more excited. He was already hard and raring to go! I slid my hand down, took him in my grasp, and went up and down while I woke him with kisses.
"What are you doing?" His head flew up and he pushed me away.
"Doing you," I smiled and kept playing with him.
"Lissie, it's the middle of the night! I'm too tired." And with that, he rolled over, shoved a pillow over his head, and went back to sleep.
Are girls allowed to get blue balls? Cuz I think it definitely happened.
I had to laugh, because I know that he's a sound sleeper and probably had no idea what was going on. Handsome Man has a reputation of being able to sleep through anything (including a tornado that sent a tree through his bedroom window when he was in high school.) I know not be offended by stuff like this, because his actions were so far off from who he is that I know he wasn't awake.
When we woke up the next morning, I asked him if he remembered what happened the night before. He sleepily smiled and pulled me to him. "We had some gooood sex, Baby."
Did he not even remember the 2am thing? I asked him, and he didn't. In fact, he looked outright crushed. "Really? I said that? You woke me up just to do me? That's so sexy! I can't believe I slept through it!"
It cracks me up that it's something he wants so much but couldn't wake up for. So the question is, do I try again, or just accept that I'm married to a man who answers phones in his sleep with no recollection of it the next day?!?
You can play, but you can't always win :-)
Friday, August 20, 2010
Tent Pitching
There's a full-on tent pitched right next to me. I love waking up to one of those. Especially when we're curled up together and I can feel him pressing against my cheeks as he holds me against him, fast asleep.
Today is Handsome Man's birthday, and he can be sure we're going to celebrate! Aunt Flo has impeccable timing, so unlike other birthdays we've celebrated together that culminated in sexy new lingerie and a new move or two, I'm going to focus all of myself on pleasuring him today.
We stayed up pretty late last night (note to self, nooooo chocolate at midnight!) and he's totally wiped. We'll be out with friends til late tonight, so I'm letting him sleep in. Isn't it wonderful when your birthday falls on your day off?
Sweet dreams, Birthday Boy! I can gaurantee you'll wake up with a smile ♥
Today is Handsome Man's birthday, and he can be sure we're going to celebrate! Aunt Flo has impeccable timing, so unlike other birthdays we've celebrated together that culminated in sexy new lingerie and a new move or two, I'm going to focus all of myself on pleasuring him today.
We stayed up pretty late last night (note to self, nooooo chocolate at midnight!) and he's totally wiped. We'll be out with friends til late tonight, so I'm letting him sleep in. Isn't it wonderful when your birthday falls on your day off?
Sweet dreams, Birthday Boy! I can gaurantee you'll wake up with a smile ♥
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Photo Shoot
Have you ever taken a camera into the bedroom with you?
I'm not talking about making a porno or anything to put up on the internet, but taking pictures of each other while having sex is a pretty exciting thing.
The first time Handsome Man and I used a camera during sex, I was amazed to see things from his angle. You never really know what he's seeing until you put a camera in his hands. It was sexy to see the pictures he took and what he thought was beautiful. And I liked snapping pictures of him, too, and showing him what I appreciated about his body, or how sexy he looks going down on me, or my view of what his mister looks like between my breasts.
Give it a try! Just make sure that you designate a secret folder on your computer so that they don't pop up when someone else picks up your laptop. Or just delete them after you've had your fun.
Enjoy being sexy for each other, and enjoy seeing what he thinks is sexy about you!
I'm not talking about making a porno or anything to put up on the internet, but taking pictures of each other while having sex is a pretty exciting thing.
The first time Handsome Man and I used a camera during sex, I was amazed to see things from his angle. You never really know what he's seeing until you put a camera in his hands. It was sexy to see the pictures he took and what he thought was beautiful. And I liked snapping pictures of him, too, and showing him what I appreciated about his body, or how sexy he looks going down on me, or my view of what his mister looks like between my breasts.
Give it a try! Just make sure that you designate a secret folder on your computer so that they don't pop up when someone else picks up your laptop. Or just delete them after you've had your fun.
Enjoy being sexy for each other, and enjoy seeing what he thinks is sexy about you!
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
What's *Stuck* in My Head
(Remember to pause the music playing in my sidebar...I'm guessing Frank Sinatra and Sugarland would clash just a bit)
Monday, August 16, 2010
A Recipe for the Old Days
I was reminiscing yesterday about my college days.
I met Handsome Man in my sophomore year of college, and we began dating our junior year. We waited til marriage to have sex, but nothing kept us from kissing up a storm during our dating days.
We kissed between classes, we kissed after homework, we kissed until privacy hours when we had to be back in our own rooms. There was no feeling on earth like being kissed by my Handsome Man. He'd put an arm around my waist and cradle the back of my head and lift me heavenward with that mouth of his.
The thrill of being kissed like that hasn't gone away, but with all of the other physical joys that come with marriage, the high frequency of that toe-curling, feel-faint kind of kissing has taken a dip.
So, last night, when I popped some brownies in the oven and set the timer for 23 minutes, I sat next to my unsuspecting Handsome Man and began kissing him. When his hands roamed under my shirt, I pulled back and asked him to pretend that we were in college again.
When the timer sang its tune after 23 minutes, we were breathless and horny and just like we used to be back in school. To my surprise, the brownies weren't fully baked yet, so I set the timer for a few more minutes and came back to the den for some more kissing. Handsome Man had already stripped to his boxers in anticipation. I took of my top and jeans too, and when he reached to undo my bra, I reminded him that the brownies weren't done yet. With a sigh, he pulled me onto his lap, kissing me and running his hands up and down my body.
It was an exciting change to our sex life for a night. It reminded me of how much I enjoy just simply kissing my Handsome Man, and the tease of being so intimate but not having sex was almost too much for Handsome Man to bear!
When the second timer went off, and perfect brownies came out of the oven, we were more than ready to satifsy each other. Post-sex brownies are pretty amazing, too :-)
When was the last time you kissed your man for half an hour? Take the challenge and do it tonight!
I met Handsome Man in my sophomore year of college, and we began dating our junior year. We waited til marriage to have sex, but nothing kept us from kissing up a storm during our dating days.
We kissed between classes, we kissed after homework, we kissed until privacy hours when we had to be back in our own rooms. There was no feeling on earth like being kissed by my Handsome Man. He'd put an arm around my waist and cradle the back of my head and lift me heavenward with that mouth of his.
The thrill of being kissed like that hasn't gone away, but with all of the other physical joys that come with marriage, the high frequency of that toe-curling, feel-faint kind of kissing has taken a dip.
So, last night, when I popped some brownies in the oven and set the timer for 23 minutes, I sat next to my unsuspecting Handsome Man and began kissing him. When his hands roamed under my shirt, I pulled back and asked him to pretend that we were in college again.
When the timer sang its tune after 23 minutes, we were breathless and horny and just like we used to be back in school. To my surprise, the brownies weren't fully baked yet, so I set the timer for a few more minutes and came back to the den for some more kissing. Handsome Man had already stripped to his boxers in anticipation. I took of my top and jeans too, and when he reached to undo my bra, I reminded him that the brownies weren't done yet. With a sigh, he pulled me onto his lap, kissing me and running his hands up and down my body.
It was an exciting change to our sex life for a night. It reminded me of how much I enjoy just simply kissing my Handsome Man, and the tease of being so intimate but not having sex was almost too much for Handsome Man to bear!
When the second timer went off, and perfect brownies came out of the oven, we were more than ready to satifsy each other. Post-sex brownies are pretty amazing, too :-)
Monday, August 9, 2010
Sex Toys
Handsome Man and I have been married for two years and have never added sex toys to our adventures in bed. I kind of like it that way...knowing that just my man's pure sexiness can get me off, and that I'm enough to turn him on, up, around, and back again ;-)
Buuuuut...are we missing something? That's what I don't know.
Love Puts Out
My best friend got married on Saturday. It was a beautiful ceremony, full of love, excitement, and tender moments. I love weddings! I'm one of those girls who is guilty of looking at random people's wedding pictures just because I love weddings so much.
I almost died, though, when the pastor began his wedding message by talking about love...and how "love puts in, and love puts out."
He had a good point: love is not only an internal, receiving kind of thing, but something that comes out of you that you share with others. But to say the phrase "Love puts out" 7 times during the ceremony almost had me on the floor.
I don't know how anyone gets past the age of 30 without knowing that "put out" is not acceptable wedding ceremony terminology. And the man wasn't some ancient old fuddy duddy of a gramps, either. He was stylishly dressed, walked in with a pair of Ray Bans, has two kids in elementary school, and can't be over 35 years old.
My sweet friend is preciously innocent, and I can say with certainty that it never dawned on her during the ceremony that saying "Love puts out" was at all inappropriate.
"Love puts out. Even when you're tired, even when you don't feel like it, love puts out.."
Hee hee hee!
It was not one of my most mature moments.
But she is married! And everything else about the wedding was beautiful. And we'll never tell her about the inadvertent sex advertisements throughout her ceremony.
Shhhh! It's our little secret.
I almost died, though, when the pastor began his wedding message by talking about love...and how "love puts in, and love puts out."
He had a good point: love is not only an internal, receiving kind of thing, but something that comes out of you that you share with others. But to say the phrase "Love puts out" 7 times during the ceremony almost had me on the floor.
I don't know how anyone gets past the age of 30 without knowing that "put out" is not acceptable wedding ceremony terminology. And the man wasn't some ancient old fuddy duddy of a gramps, either. He was stylishly dressed, walked in with a pair of Ray Bans, has two kids in elementary school, and can't be over 35 years old.
My sweet friend is preciously innocent, and I can say with certainty that it never dawned on her during the ceremony that saying "Love puts out" was at all inappropriate.
"Love puts out. Even when you're tired, even when you don't feel like it, love puts out.."
Hee hee hee!
It was not one of my most mature moments.
But she is married! And everything else about the wedding was beautiful. And we'll never tell her about the inadvertent sex advertisements throughout her ceremony.
Shhhh! It's our little secret.
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Bucket List
I'm still only typing with six fingers, but Handsome Man and I were talking about our bucket list of places to get frisky, and I thought I'd write them down. (I love that even just talking about sex makes him hard!)
Things we can check off:
♥ in the car
♥ on the washing machine
♥ in a parking lot
♥ kitchen counter
♥ bathtub
♥ jacuzzi (overlooking the whole city, no less!)
♥ mother-in-law's house
♥ Handsome Man's office
♥ shower
♥ best friend's bed
♥ every room in our house (that was a fun way to commemorate moving in!)
♥ sister's bed
♥ parents' living room
♥ friends' backyard (we were house-sitting)
♥ Handsome Man's childhood bedroom
♥ tent (maaaaaany a time)
♥ South America
♥ Aunt's house
♥ balcony just before dawn
♥ sleeping bag on Colorado Blvd (camping out for the Rose Parade)
Things we want to check off:
♥ hammock
♥ boat
♥ classic car
♥ 4th of July during fireworks
♥ movie theater
♥ porch swing
♥ pool
♥ truck bed
♥ on an island
♥ hood of the car
♥ swing
♥ ocean
♥ waterbed
Now it's your turn! What are some places you've enjoyed? ;-)
Things we can check off:
♥ in the car
♥ on the washing machine
♥ in a parking lot
♥ kitchen counter
♥ bathtub
♥ jacuzzi (overlooking the whole city, no less!)
♥ mother-in-law's house
♥ Handsome Man's office
♥ shower
♥ best friend's bed
♥ every room in our house (that was a fun way to commemorate moving in!)
♥ sister's bed
♥ parents' living room
♥ friends' backyard (we were house-sitting)
♥ Handsome Man's childhood bedroom
♥ tent (maaaaaany a time)
♥ South America
♥ Aunt's house
♥ balcony just before dawn
♥ sleeping bag on Colorado Blvd (camping out for the Rose Parade)
Things we want to check off:
♥ hammock
♥ boat
♥ classic car
♥ 4th of July during fireworks
♥ movie theater
♥ porch swing
♥ pool
♥ truck bed
♥ on an island
♥ hood of the car
♥ swing
♥ ocean
♥ waterbed
Now it's your turn! What are some places you've enjoyed? ;-)
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