Sex diary: her two times a week
A week in one woman's diary: work, fatigue, a sexy bodysuit, the bathtub as a place of power, sex twice a week — and love.
Sex diary: her two times a week
A place of power, a sexy bodysuit, fatigue, work and sex twice a week. And love!
We've brought you some cosy, sexy reading.
Monday
Too much work today and no thoughts about sex at all, everything is getting on my nerves.
Third day of my period, a dragging ache in my lower belly. Every now and then I lie down on the bed between tasks (I'm working from home today). N. comes over, asks how my tummy is and makes me tea. I love him.
In the evening we sit in the bath together, each scrolling our own social media, chatting about something every now and then. The bathtub is our place of power!
Tuesday
I'm already feeling better physically, and my mood is back.
We haven't had sex since the Sunday before last, so I kind of want it. But during the day I'm at the office, and in the evening we're going shopping for things for our holiday.
In a shop I spot a high-cut bodysuit on sale. N. has told me a few times that he has a sex fantasy where I'm wearing a bodysuit, so I giggle, suggest buying it, and we head to the fitting room. It looks really raunchy, but N. looks at me SO admiringly, says "We're taking it!" and goes to the till to pay. I'm happy the bodysuit was heavily discounted and I'm looking forward to great sex :) but in the evening we're so tired that we just go to sleep.
Wednesday
After work I went to the gym and got home late.
We sat in the bath together, chatted, scrolled social media. Before bed I'm lying on the bed and joke: "Here I am, lying here all pretty in nothing but a towel, and nobody will even kiss me..." N. laughs, gives me a peck and... goes to sleep. Oh well :))
Thursday
In the night N. hugged me in his sleep and touched my bum :) We joke that he's checking everything is still in place. N. is fast asleep at those moments, and of course I got turned on, but it was two in the morning, so I made myself fall asleep.
In the morning we both woke up to the alarm and cuddled. Out of habit I put my hand on his underwear and stroked him through the fabric. N. suddenly really wanted sex and started touching me between my legs too, so I had to run to the bathroom to take out my menstrual cup. He asked me to get on top. We kissed each other's faces and necks. When he came, I told him I'd missed sex. He had too. I needed to rush off and wash my hair, but I really wanted to come too, so I got out my rabbit vibrator. N. always kisses my breasts and neck and strokes me at that moment, he tries really hard to bring my orgasm closer. When I come, he kisses my cheeks and hugs me. He jokes: "Well, now it's definitely a good morning!" The orgasm made my ears pop, I'm in a kind of haze. I run to wash the vibrator and my hair, URGENTLY. I was late for work, but happy :)
Friday
I really didn't want to get up and go to work. If only I could lie around all day kissing. I said so out loud.
In the evening my head was full of thoughts about N.'s upcoming birthday. I managed to secretly bring a cake and some of the presents home and hide them. We had dinner, drank beer, watched a series, and at midnight I brought out the cake as a surprise. I was all dressed up, with cherry lipstick and black eyeliner wings.
That night, after the birthday wishes, it was finally time for the sexy bodysuit and fishnet stockings. This is the kind of sex we both love: beautiful lighting, elegant lingerie. N. came faster than usual, and I take that as a compliment to my look :) Then came my orgasm, and after that I also gave him a blow job and let him come on my stomach. I like seeing the whole process, touching myself in that moment, watching him look at my body. After a shower I fell asleep feeling very satisfied, kissed all over and loved.
Saturday
We got up early in the morning and drove to the country house to celebrate his birthday. The day flew by, and we went to bed early.
In bed I whispered to N. about all his achievements over the past year, how he had grown as a person, how much I love him. All night he didn't let me out of his arms.
Sunday
We got back from the country house, and I went straight to the dentist, then to meet a friend, and then N. and I went grocery shopping.
On days like this you get tired, and in the evening you don't want anything except crisps and a TV series.
Although I have a high libido and I'm not against having sex several times a day (in theory), in practice you need to set aside time for it and create a certain atmosphere. That doesn't always work out, but it seems we've learned to find compromises. I really love the sex N. and I have.