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Uh, scratch that Sunday love
Uh, scratch that Sunday love I had forgotten my wife has to work today. I wondered what she was doing up at 7:15. So she has again dashed my hopes and dreams of real unhurried sex. I am left with hoping she will bless me with a handjob "If I can go real fast". If not, I'll take things into my own hands. Several times today, Thank You very much. If I only had a girlfriend, she would be so happy. Some lucky sister will come out well. |
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She done it to me again! Here she comes out of bed at 6:30 telling me she has to work. Looks as though I will be taking my business into my own hands, as i do so often. And I had her orgasm already planned out, ever so painstakingly slow and teasing... So, here's an opportunity for some nice chick to come hang out for awhile. We can talk, eat, drink, and be merry.
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She just invited me into the bedroom to "do me real fast" (euphimism for a handjob). I asked when I might avail myself of the real deal (pussy)? She said probably not until I get back from California. Today is Sunday. She leaves Wednesday for a week at mama's offshore San Diego. Claims this is her busy time at work... So I'm available for awhile, along with the dogs and the chickens...
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Heaven please send to all mankind, Understanding and peace of mind. But, if it's not asking too much Please send me someone to love. Show all the world how to get along, Peace will enter when hate is gone. But, if it's not asking too much, Please send me someone to love. I lay awake night and ponder world troubles. My answer is always the same. That unless men put an end to all of this, Hate will put the world in a flame, (oh) what a shame. Just because I'm in misery. I'm not begging for no sympathy. But if it's not asking too much, Just send me someone to love. Heaven please send to all mankind, Understanding and peace of mind. But if it's not asking too much, Please send me someone to love. Learn to love me or leave me, either one you wanna do Learn to love me or leave me, either one you wanna do Because strange things are happenin', babe, an' somethin' might happen to you If you know you don't love me, why don't you let me be? If you know you don't love me, why don't you let me be? Because it's better to be without you, then to live on in misery Hey! Midnight find me cryin', daylight find me cryin', too Midnight find me cryin', daylight find me cryin', too You better change your ways pretty baby or somethin' might happen to you
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No love this week at all, not even a handjob. Wife is on anti-depressants and sleeps a lot. She is now very close to being completely sexless... So if it's not asking too much, please send me someone to love. I'll be grateful.
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So, everything was cool up to a point. I'm trying to listen to Mike Pompeo explain why Chairman Kim is still to be dealt with diplomatically. And there is a hen already in the laying box, and as is common, another hen wants in the box and is squawking loudly. And i have one hearing aid in and the noise, on low, is deafening yet. And Old Goofball is sitting there mindlessly thumbing through her phone, oblivious of the difficulties both I and the laying hen are having. Concurrently... So, in a loud and doubtless rude voice, I asked her to "shut them fuckin' chickens up". She walked around, and looked around, and fucked around for what seemed like hours. All the while Secretary Pompeo was making what I hoped was a case for diplomacy and patience. But, because of the ruckus going on with the hens, and my inappropriate outburst of impatience, She decided I deserved no Sunday Morning Love. And you ask why a guy like me cats around on his wife...Ah, Farm Life
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And if it’s not too much trouble, please send me someone to love.
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Well, it's that time again.All I can hope for is I didn't make her mad last night, and she might just wake up and , through some miracle, want to have sex.Pretty unlikely, but maybe... And while I wait for Her Grace to arise from her slumber, it's a Bloody Mary while watching Chuck Todd and the President duke it out on Meet the Depressed. I already burned the trash and did the dishes...
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So, she slept in until 10:30, by which time I had consumed the entire bottle of $65 champagne left over from our Gruene trip. I laid down for a nap abbout 1 and her she comes. Towel still wrapped around her head, laid out straight as a board buck nekkid next to me. I well took my time as I had not seen her pussy in a month. Light fingerwork and tit sucking.I brought her off with 2 fingers in her pussy and she rubbing furiously. Probably the first orgasm she has had in a month. Believe me when I have, on numerous occasions, invited her to get a boyfriend. Nobody but a limpdick would cheat with my old lady. A real man would be questioning why I continue to stay with her sexless ass 30+ years down the road...
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