Intelectual vs. body, mind and soul
If you've been a reader here for any length of time, you know I checked out of blogging for a while. I went from a part time job to working full time as the editor of a small time newspaper - a big career move for me.
Life's starting to get on more of an even keel now. I'm feeling the urge to get back to blogging, something that I've always enjoyed.
Looking back on that stressful period, I know our sex life suffered as well. Even when our opposite shift schedules weren't at odds, it was sometimes hard to get in the mood. It was too easy to just go to sleep. Heck, I didn't even keep my legs shaved half the time so it was pretty hard to go for opportunities for spontaneous sex.
Chad was understanding. He knew I really was exhausted and stressed out. Sometimes he was almost too understanding.
We talked about it occasionally. We needed to make sex a priority. We both wanted more sex. We just couldn't seem to find the time or the energy.
That's not to say we haven't had sex in the last five months. We have.
But it felt like intellectual sex, not body mind and soul sex. My brain was in it, but my body was dragging behind.
It was like, "OK sweetie. My legs are shaved. We're both home. Let's have sex."
I knew we needed to have sex, I knew we would enjoy it and I knew it was important. But I didn't feel ravenously hungry for sex. Once we got started, I felt the pleasure. When we finished, I felt the release and the connection. But it was hard to get there.
Just as I recently got my urge to start blogging back, I've got my mojo back. Just a week or so ago I was blogging while I waited for my husband to wake up after a night shift. After reading a bit and writing a bit, I realized my mona had a urgent, tingly message for me.
I showered, shaved and slipped into bed, naked. I snuggled up to Chad's back and enjoyed just being close to him. And yet, I felt the need to wake him up, too. So I slipped my arm around him and freed his cock.
He reacted just the way I hoped he would. He rolled over on his back and put his arm around me, rubbing his hands firmly over my body in a way that told me he was as hungry as I was.
It was amazing sex, made even more wonderful by the fact that my desire was back. It was body, mind and soul sex.
10 comments:
I can absolutely relate to this post. Seems I am going thru the same dilemma.
It's crazy how much that can mean, hearing that someone else is going through what you are. Thanks Mina, for helping me to not feel alone.
We'll get our mojo back baby! We're too sexy not to!!!
PS When I say it was a big career move for me I mean it was the first time I've been an editor. I've been a full time journalist for 8 years now, I was working part time after a move in the struggle to find a job.
N-e way...
so good to have you back Holly! you were missed
Stress can really pull a number on you, in many different areas of your life, glad things are settling down for you now Holly.
cheers!
i love how you're in love. i've had sex in and out of love. and in love is sooooooo much better. the majority might not agree, but at least we do. monogamy is the best. the fact that you are in a monogomous love relatinship makes your writing so much more interesting, and authentic to me. you are my favorite erotic writer.
really this is any "normal" relationship i think. my boyfriend and i go through this too. there are many times where we have been having sex and my mind is running grocery lists.
then there are many more memorable times when the sex has been hot, ravenous and not just hungry but starving. A time where we cleared the dining room table and damn near broke the table legs comes to mind.....
Lovely post... life is so often too hectic to have the time to really enjoy what we yearn for. However, it certainly makes it that much more cherishable once you do have the time and energy!
~viemoira
I hope we are not about to be able to identify with this, but I fear we are. I took a job on the opposite end of the spectrum. 7 - 12.5 hour days (often supplemented with 2 'overtime' days) then a week off, over 200 miles from home. I have these largess fantasies of wearing her out on my return, but I find I sleep more than anything. Good to have you back writing.
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