Married In Ohio

Some days you get the bear. Some days the bear gets you. Today was one of the latter.

When I woke up this morning and looked out the window, there was a dead thing floating in the swimming pool. So I spent the time before I had to go to work cleaning instead of in bed with California Girl. The dead thing turned out to be a large rabbit that had fallen in the swimming pool and drowned overnight. Rigor mortis had already started so it was stiff even though it was soaking wet. I fished it out and heaved it in to the vacant lot next door. Then I decided to check the skimmers. As a bonus, there was a drowned field mouse in one of them too. So I heaved it into the vacant lot and emptied out the bugs and leaves. Then I put two gallons of liquid shock (disinfectant) in the pool and turned up the chlorine feeder to max. There was still time to go back to bed but I felt too dirty after handing the dead things. So, I just showered and went to work.

When I got to work, I discovered that there had been a problem with the software release and that they had tried to call me. With the “fun” that I had been having, I neglected to check messages on my cell phone. They did the release, rolled it back, found out the problem was still there, and re-deployed it. If they had reached me, I could have saved them quite a bit of work. Thankfully, the release wasn’t scheduled for the dead of night like usual otherwise everyone would have been very unhappy rather than just annoyed. It was a “beginning of time” issue unrelated to the latest changes that they stumbled upon in their checkout testing; not my problem but something I could have told them in 5-minutes rather than the hours it took them. I’ve got like ten telephones and an answering machine that beeps every 30-seconds in the house so it’s impossible to miss a call/message but no one thought to call my home phone. No one said any thing but I did get some not so friendly looks. So I stayed in my cube and kept a very low profile most of the day.

I work out at lunch time, and often go running. It was bright sunshine and very humid when I left but started getting cool and windy before I reached the turnaround point. I decided to cut my run short and head back but made my decision too late. Halfway back, I got caught in a tremendous thunderstorm. I got soaked. I looked like I jumped in the swimming pool. I probably weighed 10 pounds more than did when I started because of all the water in my clothing. It’s going to take days for my shoes to dry out. And I’m probably going to get an ear infection from all of the rain water.

When I got home, I discovered that California Girl’s car had an extremely flat tire. I put on the temporary spare and checked the tire. It had a concrete nail and a roofing nail in it. (One of the perils of living in a development where they are still building.) The sidewall is damaged too so I’ll need to get a new tire tomorrow. Her tires are big for a passenger car. Big in this case means expensive. They’ll have a new tire in stock; I just won’t feel like paying for it. Quitting time on Friday cannot come soon enough for me!

Thankfully, tomorrow is another day.

Several people have inquired why we use a diaphragm as our birth control method of choice. Considering that we have two teenage children and are not planning anymore, the best option would be for me to have a vasectomy or for California Girl to get her tubes tied. But, as California Girl puts it, it’s “too depressing”. We like the concept that we could still have more children even though the odds of having one are extremely remote. We just haven’t been able to come to grips with the finality of surgery. So that leaves us with the more traditional methods. In the early days, we used condoms, followed very rapidly by the pill. Condoms are almost as much of a nuisance as the diaphragm and expensive to boot. Plus they really should be removed and discarded as soon as they are “used” which cuts down on the cuddle time. California Girl had some side effects to the pill so we won’t be using the pill or any of its hormone-based derivatives. The first IUD was great (except for poking me) but we had problems with the second one. So we’re stuck with the diaphragm. It works well. Over 3000 uses so far (not the same one) without any problems. And it can be inserted well in advance of the event if we know beforehand. It’s just not conducive to morning sex. Once inserted, it’s good for hours although an additional squirt of Gynol II is recommended in certain situations. I don’t like the taste of Gynol II (the contraceptive jelly that we use with it) but California Girl is pretty good at inserting it without getting too much on herself.

Could we plan things out better? Most certainly. Some days (like this morning) we do. But there have been times when it could have been inserted beforehand and wasn’t. This is more of a mood thing. Sometimes putting it in sets the mood. Other times it makes things seem a bit too clinical. So we struggle with just how much planning is appropriate. And the blow jobs I get to get back into the mood aren’t bad either.

This picture that I took this past Saturday illustrates what I was referring to in my last post about California Girl’s pubic area. The length of her hair is great for oral sex.

It’s hard to believe that longer hair was ever in fashion. Big hair comes and goes on heads but I don’t think that California girl will ever return to that style in “other” places.

I was gong down on California Girl out this morning when I was struck by the naughtiness of her appearance. She trims her pubic hair very short so in the space of a few inches, there was the tanned skin of her leg, then the shaved, un-tanned skin of her bikini area, and then her neatly trimmed pubic area. She keeps it short since that is better for sex in general and oral sex in particular. The things that people (including us) do for better sex are interesting. Imagine, a significant portion of the women that you pass on the street are trimmed/shaved for sex.

I was also struck by the contrast between where her bikini top covered and where it didn’t. With noticeable tan lines she somehow seemed more naked. Add in a somewhat bald but very animated head between her legs and you get the picture. And the top of my head is tanned too.

I had shaved and California Girl had put in her diaphragm so our encounter was not quite as serendipitous as it seemed. That fact did not stop her from having a strong orgasm. And I found the visual stimulation quite arousing.

I slid up her body and we settled into a nice steady rhythm. Not too fast and not to slow. It was quite unlike the day before when our pace was fast and urgent. Since she had already gotten her diaphragm before and, our progression for oral sex to regular sex was smooth and natural. We held hands and caressed each other focusing on the connection that we have. We went on like that for a long tome, joined, being one, connected not only physically but emotionally. California Girl came several times as I thrusted with even regular strokes but our connection remained unbroken. We shared a closeness that is hard to describe. Even when I came, the link was unbroken. Our bodies stayed intertwined and I remained inside her until the alarm clock went off.

California Girl is usually not yet dressed when I leave for work so the first time I see what she is wearing is when I get home. Lately, she has been wearing short shorts and nice summery tops. In the vernacular of today’s youth, she looks HaWt. She looks so good; I could carry her off and ravish her as soon as I see her. I wish I worked at home like she does. We would have a difficult time getting things done but the “breaks” would be quite entertaining. I am so looking forward to our vacation next week where we will both be around the house all day and won’t have any work to do.

We couldn’t get in the pool again today. For the second day in a row, thunderstorms came through in the late afternoon. The temperature dropped precipitously in less than an hour. Before we had a pool, hot weather was something that happened. Now it’s something that we root for.

Both days I went running in earlier in the day and enjoyed the sun while it was still warm. So, I was disappointed when the sun got covered up and the temperature dropped. Oh well. At least the grass can use the rain.

We are still having sex in the morning before I leave for work. And it’s still great. And, more often than not, we’ve been able to shower together too. I get to work a bit later than normal but my entire day is more cheerful. I’ve taken to getting up, brushing my teeth and shaving before I “wake up” California Girl. That way she doesn’t get any chafing from the stubble on my chin as I eat her out. It’s only been on summer vacation for three weeks and waking up and getting the kids off to school is becoming a distant memory.

California Girl and I woke up just before 8:30 and the sun was already streaming through the windows. I went downstairs and checked the temperature. It was 73 degrees. Perfect for an early morning (at least for us) run. We got dressed in our workout clothes and were in the park by 8:45. We stretched for a few minutes and then we were off. We jogged easily, just enjoying being outside in the summer sun. We said “good morning” with a smile to everyone that we passed. As we ran, we talked about everything and nothing, just enjoying each other’s company. It seemed like we had just started when we reached the turn around point and started back. The air was fresh; the scenery was good; we felt alive. I ran on for a bit after California Girl stopped, feeling the sun on my body, looking forward to the day ahead.

When we got back to the house, we took a long shower together. We shower together a lot but I still enjoy it. I love doing things with California Girl, even something so simple as washing our bodies. She had shaved the day before so I carefully inspected her pubic area enjoying her freshly trimmed parts. We got dressed in our swimsuits once our shower was finished. I went downstairs to set up a multi-player game on the computer while California Girl did her hair.

We kicked the computer’s ass while we waited for the pool to warm up. And then it occurred to me that our day was out of sequence. We had not had sex yet. We usually have sex in the morning before we go running.

I led California Girl back to the bedroom and laid her gently on the bed. I untied both sides of her bikini and tossed it aside. It was a strange scene; she still had her top on and I was in my trunks, but my head was buried between her thighs. I licked and sucked, concentrating on her. Her enjoyment. Her pleasure. Wetness came quickly. I inserted one finger then two, feeling her tighten around my hand. She still had her top on when I glanced up at her focusing on the sensations of my hand and my mouth. She forced herself downward imploring me to probe deeper. Her orgasm was so intense that I could barely move my fingers.

She pulled my body upward and we struggled out of our swimsuits. Hers was only held on by ties at the neck and back so it only took a few seconds to remove but it seemed like an eternity. I so badly wanted to feel her body against mine. My swim trunks were in the way blocking access to my dick. Finally, we were both completely naked and could enjoy each other’s bodies.

Our hunger for each other was great but, as always, we had to get the diaphragm. We didn’t want to stop but we knew we must. Once California Girl had her diaphragm properly in place, she immediately started sucking my dick. Not long enough for me to come. Just long enough to regain the spirit. The she rose up and impaled herself on my dick, moving her body up and down. She was the cowgirl and I was the bucking bronco; connected as one. She came quickly, drawing me deeper inside her as she rode me. Then we switched. I rode her like a wild animal. Barely staying inside as I thrusted. We worked together, drawing every bit of feeling, every bit of pleasure from our movements. When I came, it felt like a river. Afterwards, we just lay on the bed and held each other. Enjoying the sun. Enjoying the day. Enjoying just being together.

It was 4:30 by the time we finally got in the pool. I loaded the CD-changer with music and brought the cordless phone outside. It was burning sun so we really enjoyed our time in the pool. We lounged around playing, holding hands with not a care in the world. Our afternoon was perfect, the two of us being us, completely comfortable and in tune with one another. It seemed like we had only been in the pool for a few minutes when the children called. I didn’t want the afternoon to end so I told them it would be OK if they stayed later than previously planned. We stayed in the pool until the sun was orange and sinking into the western sky.

Once we had showered to wash off the chlorine and picked up the kids we started thinking about dinner. We ended up eating at our favorite restaurant. Enjoying a quiet meal together. Capping off a wonderful day. We crawled into bed around midnight and slept holding on to each other until morning. It was a glorious day.

I’ve been tagged by Ed:

What 5 Things do you miss about your childhood?

The “rules” go like this:

Remove the blog at #1 from the following list and bump every one up one place; add your blog’s name in the #5 spot; link to each of the other blogs for the desired cross pollination effect.

1. Presentstorms Corner http://presentstorms.blogspot.com/
2. Blog, Blah, Blah http://epnurse.blogspot.com
3. Margaritaville http://margaritaville_rocks.blogspot.com
4. A Perfect Marriage http://www.perfectmarriage.co.uk
5. Married in Ohio http://www.marriedinohio.com/blog/

Next: select new friends to add to the pollen count. (No one is obligated to participate).

The five people I choose are:

Queen of Pink
Chickie (when she gets back from vacation)
HIM
Jay (since he’s got his own private blog now)
Torn Shorts
And as an extra bonus California Girl if she’s game. (I haven’t asked her yet.)

1) Playing sandlot baseball in the vacant lot next to our house.
In the first house that my parents had, we had a vacant lot next to our house. My dad bought it and we used it to play baseball in the summer time. We had ground rules for everything including if the ball went in the yard that it couldn’t be retrieved from. (They frowned upon kids jumping the fence and getting their balls. You had to ring the door bell and wait for them to get it for you.) We had regular innings but the games lasted until everyone had to go home.

2) Playing sports.
When I was in high school, I played football, wrestled and ran track. It was fun and serious at the same time. I play softball now. Its fun but it just doesn’t get the adrenalin flowing like the organized sports of my youth.

3) Feeling immortal.
When I was young I knew that I was invincible and that I was going to live forever. Now I know that I’m mortal. Not that I would do stupid things. There is a small bit of a daredevil in me but not as much as there used to be. Now I know how easily I can get maimed or killed.

4) My brother.
Growing up, we were inseparable. We used to hang out together all the time. I remember one time I missed the school bus and he made the bus driver come back for me. Now we don’t do as many things together and even though he’s older and we’re both adults, I end up looking out for/looking after him.

5) Hair.
I did not realize how quickly I would lose my hair. I started going bald when I was in college. Years ago, I cut a Batman logo in my hair and colored it for Halloween. Nowadays I’d just be painting my scalp. I don’t miss having more hair in a metrosexual sort of way; I just like to have some so I could do more fun things with it on occasion.

California Girl and I were sitting at a table at an outside bar that we went to last night when one of the women we were there with said this to us. What’s strange is that we really weren’t groping each other. At least not what I call groping. So long as out hands are on the outside of our clothes its just touching. Late at night I have been known to reach up her shirt or down the backside of her pants in the dim light of a club but this wasn’t one of those occasions. And we might do a little groping at a private party. But were usually a little more reserved in public.

I had this picture from a party that we went to last year so I though I would ask.

1. Is this groping?
2. And, if so, is it OK if only adults are around?

Your thoughts would be appreciated.