(reposted from my old blog..)
Last night while I was sitting at my computer reading blogs, my husband snuck up behind me and grabbed both of my boobs and just started playing with them. “STOP IT!” I said and he rejectedly sat down at his computer. I told him he can’t just sneak up on me and attack me and expect me to respond in a positive way. Then I remembered that we have had this fight before and he was really offended when I called his advances an attack. So I said, “OK, it wasn’t an attack, it was an..an..exuberant display of your love that caught me off guard.” and then we talked, and we went back to playing on the computers for awhile, and then I had to talk about it some more, and we finally made sure that we both still loved each other and felt good about the other one.
But lately, I’ve been realizing something about my husband that I really like, it’s always been there, I just kind of forgot about it.
He is so manly.
Somehow sneaking up behind a woman and just grabbing what you want is very sexy in a Viking-warrior kind of way; and my sensibilities to scream and get mad about it are kind of getting in the way of what could be a very thrilling trip down sex lane. Somehow, I’m going to have to figure out how to get out of the way of my instincts and jump on this hot viking warrior-man who insists on grabbing me in the most indecent ways. I would really hate to squelch this more primitive side of his nature; so today, I think I’m going to put on my feminine perfume, maybe put some curls in my hair, and wait for my warrior to come home to me for a do-over.