Archive for May, 2005

Too Much Sex…

Tuesday, May 31st, 2005

…At least for California Girl’s diaphragm. It’s taking a long relaxing soak in a basin of hot soapy water. California Girl noticed when she took it out this morning that it could use a break and some TLC. How did it get that way? It had a very demanding weekend.

  1. Friday 9:00 A.M. Midwestern City Boy returns from taking the kids to school. He is wide awake and soon so is California Girl. The diaphragm is deployed for the first time in the weekend.
  2. Friday 4:00 P.M. Midwestern City Boy and California Girl lose the computer game they are playing and decide to do something that they are good at.
  3. Friday 11:30 P.M. Midwestern City Boy and California Girl go to bed early, but not for sleep. California Girl removes, washes, and reinserts her diaphragm.
  4. Saturday 9:00 A.M. Midwestern City Boy and California Girl wake up early with no activities scheduled for the kids due to the holiday. Their tradition of Saturday morning sex continues. California Girl removes, washes, and reinserts her diaphragm.
    Saturday 4:00 P.M. The diaphragm finally gets a break. California Girl removes, washes and puts it away.
  5. Saturday 9:00 P.M. California Girl inserts her diaphragm as a prelude to the evening’s planned activities.
    Saturday 10:30 P.M. Midwestern City Boy and California Girl are live and in color on the small screen.
  6. Sunday 1:00 A.M. [Still Saturday Night to us.] Midwestern City Boy and California Girl relive their experience in Room #1 for their own private enjoyment. California Girl adds a squirt of spermicide while the diaphragm is still in place.
  7. Sunday 8:00 A.M. The diaphragm gets another break. California Girl removes, washes and puts it away.
    Sunday 9:00 A.M. Midwestern City Boy and California Girl let the diaphragm have a rest. Mr. Pink is deployed instead with Midwestern City Boy enjoying a different perspective.
  8. Sunday 11:30 P.M. Once again, Midwestern City Boy and California Girl lose the computer game they are playing. They go to bed early for some non-computer related entertainment. The diaphragm is re-deployed.
  9. Monday 9:00 A.M. Midwestern City Boy and California Girl wake up early with nothing to do. They decide to exercise together for a while before Midwestern City Boy goes to work out. California Girl removes, washes, and reinserts her diaphragm.
    Monday 4:00 P.M. The diaphragm gets a break. California Girl removes, washes and puts it away.
  10. Monday 11:30 P.M. Midwestern City Boy and California Girl are sad to see their weekend come to a close. They have one final encounter before setting alarms and getting ready for the work week. The diaphragm is deployed one final time.
    Tuesday 7:00 P.M. California Girl removes and inspects her diaphragm and decides it needs a long hot bath.
    It’s a good thing the kids don’t come into the master bathroom (except once a week to empty the trash) or there would be a very interesting conversation.

We don’t know what the difference was this weekend vs. other long weekends but the diaphragm needs a vacation for awhile. Midwestern City Boy and California Girl are fine and are looking forward toward their holiday/vacation.

Size 5

Monday, May 30th, 2005

California Girl doesn’t like to blow her own horn so I’ll blow it for her. We went shopping this weekend and she discovered that she was a size 5. I had been telling her that her old size 8s and size 9s were getting kind of loose on her and that she should at least try a size 7. Yes, I know about the difference between misses and juniors, that was my point. Anyway, we got to the store and plucked some size 7 Bongo shorts off the rack and they fit. She also tried some SO size 7s and they were too big and she had to get 5s. So, at the end of the day, she got some size 5s and some size 7s to replace her size 8s and size 9s. I guess I’ll need to update the size card I keep in my wallet. [I just updated the size card that I keep in my wallet. I never look at it but I like having it in case I become confused.]

The funny thing is that she hasn’t been trying to lose weight. She just stared running to keep me company/motivated when I started and kept it up be cause it’s healthy. I thought that she looked fine then and I thing that she looks good now. I just think is cool that she accompanies me when I go to the park for a run. She doesn’t need the exercise but I sure do. (I’m winning the war but it is a constant battle.) And it’s another opportunity for a shower together.

California Girl, I know losing weight was not your plan but you should proud of what you have accomplished. I know that I am proud of you.

And thanks for a great four day weekend. I love you.

Room #1

Monday, May 30th, 2005

California Girl and I did one of the items from The To-Do List this past Saturday. We went to a swing club! No, we didn’t swap. As I had posted previously, our objective was to see and be seen. We discussed it on Saturday morning and again when we got back from shopping and decided to go for it. We usually go out to eat on Saturday and then perhaps to a club. We decided to switch the order of things and go to the “club” first and get a light meal afterwards. That way we wouldn’t be “exercising” on a very full stomach.

Our first question was what to wear. We decided to keep it simple. California Girl wore blue jeans and one of the new tops she just bought. No bra as always. I wore a striped button down shirt and black jeans. Not the most impressive clothes that we own but we weren’t sure about the facilities. Before departing, California Girl put in her omnipresent diaphragm. Then it was into the car and off for a very interesting night out.

We arrived at the club. First we had to answer a bunch of questions to make sure that we weren’t reporters or undercover cops. Then we paid our membership dues, received the obligatory speech about club rules and regulations, and got our membership card. Once the administrative stuff was complete, we took a short orientation tour and then we were on our own. We had taken the tour for prospective club members back in the winter but it was way more crowded than we remembered. And unlike on Saturday, we knew we weren’t staying when we previously visited.

We figured the easiest way to get comfortable would be to have a snack from the buffet and explore on our own. The buffet was in a room toward the back which wasn’t as crowded as the main room toward the front. Except for the way some of the people were dressed you almost could forget where you were. There were people in various stages of undress. There were women in lingerie. There were people in street clothes like us. A lot of boobs were on display but not very many dicks. Once when we passed through a small sitting area, a couple of women asked “Show us your dick.” Given where we were, it seemed like they would have ample opportunity to see dicks but I thought why not so I dropped my pants. At this point, their husbands asked to see California Girl’s boobs so she lifted her shirt and gave then a flash. It turns out that they were just wondering if more guys would show dick or more women would flash boobs. Then one of the women says to the other “Show them the eyes.” The other woman had a pair of eyes tattooed on her shaved crotch. I can’t describe it very well; you’d have to see it.

We circulated for a while and narrowed our choices down to the jail house, a room with bars instead of one wall, Room #7, the black light room, or Room #1, a small room with two strategically placed closed circuit cameras. California Girl decided that the jail cell was too dirty and dingy, and there were too many people around the black light room, so we opted for the “camera room.” We were in luck, the room was unoccupied. So we went in, shut the door, and had a look around. The room was small. Just big enough for a bed and a place to stand. The cameras were unobtrusive. What was strange was the usual party noise (music, voices, etc.) coming from the other side of a very thin door. California Girl started to get undressed so I followed suit. There wasn’t any strip tease. We just got nekkid. We put our clothes in a small pile in the corner then got up on to the bed.

Except for the fact that we know we were on camera, and the noise in the next room it was almost like any other Saturday night. We started kissing and making out, easing our way into things. After a few minutes, I decided to go down on California Girl. Because of the cameras, the room was well lit so I had a good view of California Girl. As I was eating her out, my feet were touching the wall and I was thinking how handy it was going to bee to have something to push off against later on. It took a little longer than usual for California Girl to come but she had a good orgasm when she did. We were both “in the mood” and had put our surroundings out of mind enough to have a good time and enjoy ourselves. While I was on top, I made great use of the wall at the foot of the bed. There was a mirror on the wall but you could only see who was on top so we decided to switch positions and let California Girl ride me for a while. The temperature room was getting really hot but we were not nearly finished. We switched positions and did it doggy style for a while. I especially enjoyed it because of the mirror adjacent to the bed. Soon the sweat was pouring off me so we decided to take a break and do side by side. That was good; I wasn’t dripping sweat on California Girl. After a few minutes like that, we switched back to the missionary position.

Not dripping sweat on California Girl was a losing battle; the best I could do was not get any in her face. I stroked away for a long time before I came. Despite the heat it was good. We were both drenched. We looked like we had been out in the rain when we were finished. About thirty minutes into our session, California Girl had noticed that there was a fan on the wall but by then I didn’t want to bother with it. We used the sheet to dry ourselves off, got dressed, put the sheets in the hamper, and made our way back to the buffet area for some ice cold pop. Once we had cooled down, we chatted with the people in the back for a bit then decided to head out. We had to walk through the front room to leave, where the TV screens that showed what went on in Room #1 were, and boy were we surprised. There were a lot of people there. Way more than when we had come in 90-minutes earlier. We definitely accomplished our mission to be seen. As we headed out into the night, we heard several people say “Good show!” and “Thanks for the show.” I’m not sure if we’ll ever go back but it is certainly an experience to be remembered. California Girl and Midwestern City Boy went to a swing club and had sheet soaking sex on camera!

For dinner, we went up to a bar/pub that we liked and had chicken wings. It was weird sitting there drinking beer, eating dinner considering what we had been doing 30-minutes before. When we were finished with dinner, we went home and took a long hot shower together. Before getting into bed, I asked California Girl to get another squirt of spermicide. We still weren’t finished. It may have been memory of our activities earlier in the evening or just being in the middle of a very relaxing, very enjoyable vacation but we have some of the best sex we’ve had. We both slept like babies until mid-morning on Sunday. Then we did one of California Girl’s requests.

How square?

Saturday, May 28th, 2005

I had commented on Chickie’s “5 Hours of Sleep!” Post that:

These guys are really, really SQUARE. How square? I guarantee that California Girl and I will have more sex this weekend than the 5 other people in my row of the cube farm combined.

Their plans for this weekend are quite a bit different from mine:

Guy #1: Total computer nerd. You know the type. Complete hermit. Fears both sunlight and girls. Doesn’t have a girlfriend (or boyfriend). His idea of an exciting weekend is installing Linux on a new server. I know. I heard him rave about it on Monday. Projected sexual encounters this weekend: 0.

Guy #2: Characterizes sex with his wife as “getting lucky”. Does not get lucky very often. Did not even get lucky on his last birthday. Does everything his wife asks even if he does not want to, then complains about it afterwards to his co-workers. Next opportunity for sex: wedding anniversary. Projected sexual encounters this weekend: 0.

Guy #3: Going camping with the family. No sex for him. The children will be in close proximity the entire weekend. Sex is restricted to a “date night” every few weeks or so. [Great idea. Just not frequent enough.] Projected sexual encounters this weekend: 0.

Guy #4: Also characterizes sex with his wife as “getting lucky” (like Guy #2). Gets lucky more often than Guy #2. Usually gets lucky on his birthday. Next opportunity for sex: birthday. Projected sexual encounters this weekend: 0.

Guy #5: Kind of a wild card. Has sex but doesn’t talk about it. Not a multiple encounter per day person. Projected sexual encounters this weekend: 1-2.

Guy #6 (Me): Get “lucky” every morning, every night and during the day if we can manage it with the kids around. Do an item or two from The To-Do List. Next opportunity for sex: very soon. [California Girl are you reading this.] Sexual encounters this so far this weekend: 4.

Just Got Paid (Friday Night)

Friday, May 27th, 2005

I’ve wanted to post this song for the past few Fridays but never got around to it. Since I was on vacation today, I had time to re-encode it as a WMA. A local radio station used to play it at 5:00 P.M. every Friday back when it was fresh in 1987.

Update: A password is now required to listen to music associated with this post. Please e-mail us if you would like to hear the audio. This was done to stop direct linking and illegal downloading of the music files by unscrupulous people/web sites. We buy our music. They can too.

Another Power Failure

Friday, May 27th, 2005

I want to apologize to everyone for this site being unavailable from 9:30 A.M. until noon today because of yet another power failure in the neighborhood. The same dumb asses that couldn’t get it right the last time when they connected a new section in the sub-division where I live were back again. SSDD. Since I was on vacation this time, I went over to where they were working and inquired about it. Of curse they blamed it on someone else. “The power would be back already if everything was like it was supposed to be.” I know that when I’m working on a critical task, I don’t like questions either but you’ve got to expect some questions when you knock out the power to an entire plot for the second time in just over month. It probably will not do any good but I plan on sending a letter to their corporate headquarters. Anyway, the power is back on now. And it will be awhile before the two new sections get filled in and they need to open another new section.

Doogooder’s Homework Assignment

Thursday, May 26th, 2005

Five things I have learned from my blogging friends or what lessons they have taught me:

1. That it is possible to have concern for people that you have never met face to face.
2. There aren’t any red states or blue states. Every state is really a shade of purple.
3. The rewards of being open and honest; even if it does make me a bit uncomfortable.
4. That the world really is smaller than it used to be.
5. That communities really can be formed on the ‘net.

This was harder for me than I thought it would be.

Some Numbers about Us

Thursday, May 26th, 2005
    2 Number of years we dated before we got engaged.
    3 Number of years we were engaged before we got married.
    17 Number of years that we have been married.
    22 Number of years that we have known each other.
    4 Number of years that we lived together.
    5 Number of years that each of us has driven the children to school.
    5000 Approximate number of times that we have has sex.
    10 Estimated number of times that we will have sex in the next 4 days.
    60 Number of miles per week combined that we run.
    0 Number of co-workers, relatives and friends that are known to read this blog.

A Four Day Weekend Ahead

Thursday, May 26th, 2005

After 21 straight weeks of working, I am finally taking the day off on Friday. I still have to get up and take the children to school but afterwards I am going to go home and get back into bed with California Girl. She is taking the day off as well so we’ll have the house to ourselves for about 7 hours. I should probably cut the grass but I’m not going to. In fact, I don’t have anything planned. We’ll probably do something on Saturday night but I am relishing the thought of not having to be any place at particular time. I may see if California Girl wants to do one or two things of the items on The Todo Llist. The kids will be home for part of the weekend so they’ll have to be things that can be done elsewhere.

The kids have been busy with end of school year activities so California Girl and I have not been able to spend as much time together as we would like. We might: play a computer game; go for a walk; stay in bed all day; go shopping; go to a club; or go out to eat. Whatever we do, we’ll do it together.

A Strange Way to Meet A Girlfriend

Thursday, May 26th, 2005

I asked in my Five Questions for Wednesday post “What’s the most outrageous display [of a dick] you’ve done or seen?” I provided the answers to the rest of the questions for California Girl and me as a comment but this anecdote seemed long so I decided to write a post instead.

Years ago, when I was in college, hanging out at a party I offered to “show my dick to the women of your choice if everybody in the room gives me five dollars.” A collection was undertaken; it didn’t include as much money as it should have but it was enough. One of the women at the party said I know just the person. So we finished up our drinks and followed her back to her room where her roommate was laying on the bed reading a book.

Once it was identified that she was the selected person, I approached her and said “I’ve got something to show you”. At which point, I dropped my pants. She took a quick look then covered up her face. Then I asked her “You sure you don’t want to look?” She then took another peek then covered up again. I then pulled up my pants and we started going back to the room where the evening had begun.

I guess that we were more interesting than the book that she was reading because she accompanied us back to the party. As the night progressed and people began to pair off, I ended up with her. I still remember how she got up and turned out the lights because she wasn’t comfortable making out with other people in the room with the lights on. It was weird making out with a girl that I met by flashing my dick. We kept in touch with each other after the party broke up and after a week or so started having more normal dates.

One thing led to another and we ended up becomming an “item” Ultimately, we ended up dating for over a year.