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Just Because the Body Rebels... Sometimes, no matter what our age, there comes a time when even though the brain is chomping at the bit the body rebels and the thought of sex just sends us screaming in the other direction. I thought I had made it through the winter in pretty good shape. There were no slips on the ice. I managed to miss all the colds going around. I had my flu shots and didn't get it when everyone else was. I was getting around pretty good. I was feeling pretty good about myself. Then it happened. They say hubris goeth before a fall. The idiots with no social consciousness came to work spraying sneezes and going through a box of tissue a day. Whatever they were sharing, I partook. I haven't been off work for 7 straight days in years. But that wasn't the worst of it...it was the aftermath. As long as I don't move I'm fine. 11 days (counting weekends) of coughing have played havoc with the sacral joints. Herein lies the problem. Even a twitch of an orgasm sends me into paroxysms of pain. But my friend has been more than understanding. He has been so understanding I feel guilty. And my brain has been playing tricks on me...if you just stay still for a couple of hours, you can have an orgasm. Yeah, right. We all go through this from time to time. It doesn't matter whether we are in the jammies for days on end, have a catastrophic illness, give birth, or have a surgery. There are times in all our lives when we just can't have sex even though we want it. OK, so the body is hosed, but the brain is still functioning (as long as I don't move the body). I can sit up. I can type. The "happy pills" are letting the imagination run riot. So now it is time to sit perfectly still, move the fingers, and type up that hot fantasy I have been thinking about for the last few days of delirium. I want to lock the cuffs on his hands and wrists, blindfold him, run a line of warm wax from his neck to his cock, suck on an ice cube and then his balls. I want to rub flavored oil all over his body and lick is off. When I'm through and he's so hard he's begging to come, I will eat a mint and the suck him until he comes long and hard. The nice thing about this alternative is that if I start to get that twitch, I can stop and come back to the story without getting him hot and then frustrated as I stop because I can't physically do everything I want to him. Now negotiate. I will read my story to you if you will gently rub my aching back. I will get you hot and off if you will ice the swollen muscles. It may not be what I really want to do, but it's better than sitting home and feeling frustrated, both him and me.
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