Married In Ohio

My weekend was very uneventful, which very welcome after the computer hardware problems I has the week before. Plus the kids only had one event combined between the two of them! Saturday was very relaxing, other than taking the cars to the car wash and getting off some of the salt and grime, I had nothing I had to do. And, unlike the previous Saturday, I woke up early enough to spend some quality time with California girl I got up, brushed my teeth then went back to bed to “wake up” California Girl. After a few minutes of playing she’s wide awake and goes to brush her teeth and take out her diaphragm which she is still wearing from the night before. Then it’s back into bed and back to messing around. It doesn’t take to long before we’re both really worked up. We both still have shoot live ammo, so we have to let our mouths and hands do all the work. I get turned on just by listened to the noise California Girl makes. The moaning builds and builds until as she gets closer and closer. Form the sounds that she is making, there is no mistaking when she finally reaches the top. We lie still for a while waiting for our hearts to stop racing. After a few minutes, California Girls gets up and puts her diaphragm back in. I’ve always found that part of our weekend morning routine slightly amusing. When it’s not one of few days where its use is unnecessary, California Girl’s spends a lot of time with her diaphragm in. It was in its case for case less than 30 minutes before was back in use. Sometimes, I wonder how many other women are wearing their diaphragms around during the day because of their morning’s activities.

California Girl and I have a healthy sexual appetite, I sometimes wonder if anyone notices. Once back in the summer, our daughter had to play both a morning and an afternoon game in a soccer tournament which was a ways away from our house. We came home in between games so that she could wash her uniform and take a quick shower. We ended up getting “frisky” but didn’t have time to get cleaned up. It was all we could do to thro our clothes back on, jump in the car and race off to the second game. The entire time I was watching, I was wondering if any of the other parents could tell what we had been up too and if any of them had any similar experiences in between games.

One thing that was good on Saturday was that California Girl rode with me to the car wash. I know that doesn’t sound like much fun but it reminds me of our younger days back in college. Since we didn’t have much money in those days, one of our chief forms of recreation was hopping in the car and going for a ride. Sometimes, we would go for hundreds of miles and just talk. It’s not nearly that long to the closest full service car wash but I still enjoyed the conversation. Although we have changed over the years, in many ways we are still the young lovers that we were in those days. Except that the cashier at the drive through at Wendy’s doesn’t get a free flash. More on how this came about later.

Sunday morning was like something out of a porno flick. We had an early night on Saturday night so California girl wasn’t wearing her diaphragm. I decided to capitalize on the situation boy sliding down between her legs and getting to work with my tongue. It’s kind of hot underneath the covers but I didn’t want to pull them back just yet. It’s always a great experience to wake up California Girl up this way. As I let my tongue and hands wander, she goes from barely being awake and to being fully aroused. Once she was wide awake, I pulled the covers back so I could see and get some cool air. She is just lying back enjoying herself, her hands moving slowly over her body. The sight of her body in such a blissful state has a stimulating visual effect. I insert one finger, then another, then another, probing for the most pleasurable spots; all the time licking and sucking. I go back to two fingers but this time put one in her ass. She explodes before I even get to the tongue action up her butt. After a brief rest, there is a break in the action when she hest up and gets her diaphragm. This is probably the only un-porno-like moment. When she comes back, she starts sucking my dick which is a great way to re-establish the mood. After some heavy-duty sucking action, she gets on top and we do it that way for a while. Her body is in great shape, so she has no problem pounding me. Up and down, up and down, harder and faster. I’m not ready yet so we switch positions to me on top and do it that way for a while. I ask her to turn over and we do it doggie style whit her face on the pillow and her ass up in the air. I really like this position because I can look at her back which is well toned and incredibly sexy. This is a woman for whom open backed topes were made. The sweat is pouring off of us which is making me even pore excited if possible. Finally, we switch to a side by side position were ewe can hold hands and look at each other. It is here that I finally finish. Then, we hold each other, pull the covers back up and snuggle. (This is probably an un-porno-like moment too; otherwise, the morning would have made a great loop.) It’s early afternoon when we finally get up and get about the day.

As I was going through all of the files on our main computer looking for files to delete I happened upon our private photo album. After the hardware woes of last weekend, I wanted to delete enough files so that everything would fit on a single backup tape. (It’s inconvenient to switch tapes because then I have to run the backup during the day when I would rather be using the computer rather than in the dead of night when I’m asleep. So deleting a couple hundred megabytes would make a big difference.) I know that the album is there but if I think about it, I just wasn’t expecting come across it. Last Monday I mentioned that California Girl and I have sex during the daytime because the lighting is better for photographs as well as sex. It’s been years since we made the jump to digital photography and the instant nature of photographs has lost its newness but we still do take some erotic photographs from time to time. California Girl still looks as good as in the Polaroids we took in our college days; however, the same cannot be said of me. Despite the fact that I weight the same or slightly less, my stomach looks a little pudgier, and I definitely have less hair than I used too. Still, I enjoy taking still photographs of us on the bedroom (or elsewhere if the kids are not around). My preference is to set the camera on a small tripod on a dresser and set it to take a picture every 15 seconds. I remember I couldn’t figure out how to set the camera to take time lapse photos the first time that we tried so we had to use the infra-red remote. I wasn’t about to get up and go look for the owner’s manual. The pictures weren’t the best but they still capture the essence of the moment. We have come a long way since then. We don’t play to the camera; our pictures are definitely more erotic than pornographic. Or course they do have a strange break when California Girl gets up to go put in her diaphragm. So I have spent the last two hours looking at pictures of us. Reviewing the pictures is almost as fin as making them. I never noticed before how focused on we are on each other during our lovemaking. There are some outstanding “Kodak moments” among them. Now I am really tempted to wake up California Girl.

Except for the fact that I had to go to work today (and yesterday) it feels like a Sunday. I’ve finally recovered from the long hours I spent over the weekend getting my new server set up and configured. I woke up too late on Saturday morning so California Girl and I did not hook up like we usually do. On Sunday, she came back to bed and we were able to get together for some pretty good sex. It would have been great but I was still a little ragged from the lack of sleep on Saturday night. It really gests my motor running when she slips back into bed. Serendipitous sex is good, purposeful sex is great. It’s no secret why she’s there and our lovemaking has a different feeling. We did anal only which somehow seems naughtier. I think that’s because there isn’t any pretense of biology to it. Just pure, raw pleasure. When we are finished, we cuddle for a while, then she gets up and gets about her day and I go back to sleep. I wake up for good up about two o’clock in the afternoon. Once I work out (run) in the rain of course, take a hot shower and get cleaned the weekend is already almost over.

I went to bed the same time as my California Girl on Monday. Usually when this happens we end up having sex. It’s not something that we plan; it just always seems to work out that way. We have a small bed so we have to sleep close to each other anyway. I’m a fairly excitable fellow any way so being in close proximity to my hot wife when she is about all I need. Just feeling the muscles in her stomach or on the back is enough. I really like the feel of her body against mine. I start out massaging her stomach then move on to her more sensitive areas. There is an urgency to our movements though we had sex just the day before. I feel like its Saturday night. Soon its time for her to go get her diaphragm. We do a slightly modified missionary position. It’s not the most adventuresome position but I enjoy being able to touch her body and look at her. I think I like it for the emotional satisfaction. The physical satisfaction comes quickly and powerfully. We hold each other for a while then doze off. The next thing I know the alarm clock is going off and it’s Tuesday morning.

My “server” dropped dead yesterday (Friday). It’s not truly a server since it’s an all-in-one system, but it still handles all our e-mails and serves up our family web site plus a couple of special purpose web-sites that my wife runs. I knew that it would happen eventually. Of course, with my luck, it was 11:00 P.M. on a Friday night when I had nothing planned on Saturday. It wouldn’t restart after a driver update. No fan-noise, no hard rives spinning, no nothing. I am presuming that the power supply failed, but I don’t plan any further investigation. After some quick research on the web, I determined that it would cost more money than its worth to fix since the PSU is integrated into the case and I would need to replace both. Plus, I wouldn’t have any e-mail until I could get the replacement parts via next day air on Tuesday, or perhaps even Wednesday with the Presidents Day Holiday. So I spent half the night and all day today installing and configuring a new system. The web-sites and e-mail were only down for about 3 hours but it took considerably longer than that to get everything set up the same way it was on the dead system. Fortunately, I had an un-used system in the basement. (Don’t all techies have spare equipment lying around?) I’m finished with the slick-looking but non-repairable systems. Give me a plain but easy to upgrade/fix beige box! I just fixed (hopefully) the last configuration issue. With any luck, I can have a nice relaxing Sunday.

Later …

We get up and brush our teeth and California Girl takes out her diaphragm and gets rid of the “dead soldiers” from the night before. Then it’s back to bed for us. California Girl and I have a long standing tradition of having sex on Sunday. In all the years we have been married, I can probably count on my hands the number of times we haven’t had sex on a Sunday when we’ve both been in the same city. It’s pretty much something that we have always done and there isn’t a lot of ceremony around it. Five minutes later, I’ve got my head between her legs exploring her naughty bits.

I get the tongue action going pretty good and her juices are really starting to flow. Time to add a little digital action. First one finger two then one then to, all the while licking like there is no tomorrow. It’s Sunday and we are in no hurry so she just lies back and enjoys herself. The shades are drawn but there’s enough light coming through the windows so that I’ve got a good view. I like to look up at California Girl and just take in her body when we make love. I like the visual stimulation almost as much as the physical stimulation. She’s really into it so I start fingering her ass. My finger was already covered with her juices it slid in real easily. I move it around a little bit and make sure the coast is clear then replace it with my tongue. She loves it when I lick her ass, and I can see she is getting close. I’ve got my tongue as deep as it will reach while simultaneously finger her. I switch back to fingering and licking then switch back again. Back and forth I go, tongue and fingers, fingers and tongue until over the edge she goes. We’ve done this many times before but it feels like the first time.

Once she has stopped squeezing my head, I slowly work my way up her body; kissing her thighs, stomach, breasts, neck and lips. My dick is rock hard and she latches on with her hand as soon as it comes within range. We lick and kiss and snuggle and play for a few minutes when I realize she has made no move to disentangle and go get her diaphragm. I don’t like the taste of Gynol II so she doesn’t usually put it in beforehand. Then she turns slightly away from me and rubs my dick with her butt. Now that I know what she has in mind I adjust my position slightly and begin to slowly stick my dick in her ass. The only lubrication we have are her juices and my saliva so takes a bit of effort to get the head of my dick in. I start off slowly and gradually increase the depth and tempo of my thrusts. She’s using one hand on herself and the other one to hold on to me. I am playing with her breasts and holding her tight. Two lovers working as one. This doesn’t go on for very long until she explodes again. I am almost ready, but not quite, so I slow down and let her enjoy the moment. Once her climax has subsided, I speed up a slightly until I am ready for my release. Then we just hold each other for awhile and enjoy being in love with each other.

Today is Valentines Day which is always interesting around my place of employment. The guys basically break down into two groups. Those who have something elaborate planned to show their SO how much they appreciate her. And those who will be stopping on the way home to pick something up. I am always amazed by how many men can forget about a holiday that always happens on the same day every year. I’m in a third group. By mutual agreement, my wife and I don’t celebrate Valentine’s Day in a big way. We’ll still exchange cards (and bodily fluids) but nether of us is out there dropping major $$$ on expensive gifts. We tend to focus more on personal holidays like birthdays or our anniversary. And, unlike the holidays I just mentioned, we also are not obsessed with our celebration happening on the specific day. This year, for instance, we went on Saturday night to a Latin dance, and afterward just grabbed a quick bite. I know that Saturday is not the official day, but we would rather have an “open ended” evening out versus going out on tonight and having to rush home and get the kids ready for school on Tuesday. Besides, things are pretty much dead around her on Monday anyway.

California Girl and I have a long standing tradition of having sex on Valentine’s Day. Not that our marital relations are infrequent enough that it’s noteworthy; just a day where we try a little bit extra to make sure that our schedules align. She’s more of a morning person, and I’m more of a night person. So, we usually have more enjoyable experiences in during the day. I know some people prefer to have their romantic encounters at night but I like the daytime so I can see what I am doing. (Plus the lighting is better if you want to take photographs.)

There is more to the story but I need to go celebrate Valentine’s Day.

Later…

I have known my wife for almost twenty-two years, and I think that she is hotter now than she was when we first met. She does a wonderful job of keeping herself in shape physically, but more it?s her attitude that I find so exciting. She has far fewer inhibitions than your average married wife. Her are the top 10 things (in no particular order) that come to mind when describing California Girl:

1. She’s easy on the eyes with or without clothes and makeup. She’s easy on the scale as well but still has some womanly curves.
2. She hasn’t let the fact that she is a mom obscure the fact that she is also a wife. It’s not all about us, but it’s not all about the kids either; there’s still a lot of MCB and CG time. Sometimes the most erotic things have happened when we’re in a hurry.
3. She’s not afraid to show her body and fills out a two-piece bikini rather nicely when we swim/relax in our wide-open for all to see backyard pool. (Yes, we have an outdoor swimming pool in Ohio. You could ice skate on it now, but its great fun for the six months that it’s open.)
4. She almost never wears a bra which I find totally sexy. I like the way her breasts move when she goes about her everyday business.
5. She doesn’t wear a nightgown (or anything else which might get in the way) to bed at night. Sometimes, all we do is sleep. Sometimes, we do everthing but sleep.
6. She buys clothes that are fashionable (at least for the Midwest) and definitely not conservative. The only time you will find her in sweats is when going for a run in the winter.
7. We still take showers together on weekends like we did when were younger. I don’t know why I like this but I do.
8. She’s probably as interested in sex as I am.
9. She is always up for trying new things.
10. She’s married to me.

I have been reading many of the other blogs by married men/couples who aren’t getting along with their spouses and have decided to write about my experiences which have been altogether different.

I met California Girl (my wife) in college and we have been together ever since. She is the best mom you ever saw and a wonderful wife to boot. We have minimum overlap, which is what I consider ideal for a mate, but it does make for some interesting experiences.

I work with a bunch of men who describe an evening with their wife as getting lucky or speak in disparaging terms about how they don’t want to do the wild thing any more (at least not with their wives). I’m completely the opposite, If I could I’d spend the every waking moment in bed with my wife. We are not bored with sex or each other and I plan to keep it that way.

You are probably asking yourself, why the pseudonyms, this post seems pretty tame. For now, suffice it to say that we live a NC-17 life in a PG-13/R rated world. After a few more posts, the need for the (relative) anonymity granted by a pen name will become clearer.

Later…