After I got off computer Friday night, I crashed in bed with the cats and an erotica novel while Wes watched sports on TV downstairs in the den.

Ten minutes later I hear him walking up the stairs.

“I thought you were still working in your office,” he says, when he enters the bedroom and sees me lying on the bed with the kitties.

Last night when Wes stepped out of the shower I jumped him.

“Whoa!” he exclaims. “I never said I wanted to play tonight.”

“Sure you do,” I insist, ignoring his protests, while I rub up against his gorgeously clean bod. “I wanna fuck. Let’s do it!”

Wes laughs. “You always wanna fuck.”

Monday night after dinner Wes and I went back to work on computer in our offices. About 30 minutes later, I heard him finish up and walk down the hall. I thought he’d come by my office like he usually does, but he didn’t this time. Instead he walked down the stairs and into the kitchen.

Rats! He’s avoiding me because he knows what I want. *horny grin*

Wes and I continued our condom experiments during our sex date on Sunday afternoon. Now that we’ve got the technique mastered (Trojan Supra condoms, KY Liquibeads, and a dab of KY) we wanted to see what positions felt best.

On Friday I’m walking through the lingerie department at Dillard’s on my way to my car when two ladies jump me. I’d been to the bookstore and the shoe store and had stopped by the Estee Lauder counter at Dillard’s to chat with my friend Flori until she took her lunch break at 1:00.

One of the women is like 30-ish, and the other is 60-ish. As I walk by, the older woman dashes out and shoves a calendar at me. “I see you’ve already spent a bunch of money, hon,” she says, looking at my packages, “so here’s something for free.

As I mentioned in a previous blog post, Wes and I had to move our usual sex date from Sunday afternoon to Saturday afternoon, because he was flying out to Canada on Sunday for business. So while I worked on computer, he spent Saturday afternoon at his fav bar, watching college football.

Wes and I had a sex date on Saturday afternoon. Before that, I ran into him in the living room around 11:00, after I’d finished feeding my feral cats on the back porch.

Sorry about no blog post yesterday. I worked past midnight Thursday night. And even though I slept in until 8:00, I still had to force myself to get up. So no brain cells were available for a blog post on Friday morning. LOL

I had major fun yesterday. Not to mention all kinds of extra time in the morning. That’s because from now on I’m only posting on my blog at my new website and nowhere else. Yeah, that felt realllllly strange.

Wes and I had a sex date yesterday. Hey, we may be in our 50s, but a date is a date, ya know? So I always try to make it special and fun. That means I put fresh sheets on the bed and wear new trashy lingerie or something I already have in a different way (like a cami with no panties, etc.).