I was standing in the kitchen preparing our usual soft-boiled eggs and toast for breakfast,
wearing only the t-shirt that I normally slept in.
As my hubby walked in, almost awake, I turned to him and said softly,
"You've got to make love to me this very moment."
His eyes lit up and he said, "I am either still dreaming or this is going to be my lucky day."
Not wanting to lose the moment he embraced me and gave it his all right there on the kitchen table.
Afterwards, I said thanks and returned to the stove with my t-shirt still around my neck.
Happy but a little puzzled he asked,
"What was that all about?"
I explained,
"The egg timer's broken."
This is probably one of my favorite things. You can put that right up there with wine and chocolate.
I love to hear my man succumb to an orgasm. I love hearing that quiet groan and moan or grunt.
No over the top yelling or shouting.
It's kind of weird if they feel the need to shout. It's not a winning goal in a hockey game.
Thanks for all the help. Now I feel like the biggest bag of shit.
Where the hell were you fifteen years ago?
Oh yeah... YOU fucking Friend Zoned me!
You fucking knew how I felt about you. I told you so.
The ball was in your court... and you DROPPED it.
So now you think fifteen years later you can pick it back up?
I moved on. Plain and simple. Could you DRAG your feet any slower?
How about I treat you like a big brother for the next fifteen years, just like you treated me like your little sister for the last fifteen years and see if that doesn't rip your fucking heart out.
GAAAHHH! You're SUCH an asshole! I love you, but you're fucking infuriating!
Stupid, too! Fucking men!
Ummm... I have a quick question for the OP...
Why don't you do this with your wife?
Texts, emails and sexy handwritten notes in strategic places can give you the same thrill without the worry of "cheating".
Plus... Your wife gets the added benefit and so do you with a little extra sack time for "keeping things fresh" between the both of you.
Note: This is also a great way to introduce some roleplaying into your relationship. Sometimes people are more comfortable letting their inner sex goddess out by writing it down. You have that ability to bring it out in her. Just a thought.
Glitter, tampons and a can of compressed air.
Simply put, no.
My limits are clearly defined with my answer.
Sometimes (and I'm not saying all the time) the bad outweigh the good.
A ready made family is a lot of responsibility for someone that's single without children of their own. Or even someone with children of their own.
I have 2 kids and I dated a guy with 2 kids from a previous relationship.
Not only were his kids spoiled rotten little buggers, but his ex was a little on the hateful side.
Pair that with a few personality traits he had that I couldn't deal with and I just couldn't put myself into the role as stepmom.
While I did like his kids and he liked mine, I knew there would never be any kind of harmony in the house.
I put my kids "needs" first. He put his kids "wants" first (cause it shut them up and stopped the whining).
We just had 2 wildly different parenting styles and it would've caused friction between us.
I just want to sleep. I want to close my eyes and not think. I don't want to wake up an hour later afraid.
There are no monsters under the bed because they are all in my mind. I'd like to evict them and change the locks.
I'm tired of looking like a fucking zombie. I'm tired of people saying, "You look so tired."
No shit Sherlock. I haven't slept in fucking weeks.
Oh, but thanks for the heads up, and for pointing out that I look like hell.
Happy Birthday sprite! I hope you get lots of hugs, licks, gifts and cake! 
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