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Recently, a few blogs that I do tend to read daily have offered up their opinions on blow jobs, and on how to give the best you can. I have no problem with this, I see it as an educational service that some women or men perhaps need.
There are many blogs and website dedicated to the subject of sex. Some witter on about having sex for many hours with multiple partners. Others question why they can’t seem to get any. Other still are explicit masturbation material. But is anyone telling it as I see it? I mean, I am a 36 year old married father of two young boys. Is there an audience for my sex life, and if so, I’ll have to close the blinds.
There are plenty of tips on how to arouse a partner, scented oil, back rub, do the dishes, but there is nothing that explains how to make your horny self go away when in the morning, you stand there in all your glory while you wife is groggily trying to wake up from a long night of trying to get your little one to sleep. Her nipples ache from the baby’s suckling, her breasts drained of milk and sore, her back twinging every time she moves. Its nice to have whole webpages dedicated to a wild night of rampant sex with two lovers, a bottle of champagne and something that goes buzz in the night but nothing online explains that real life is about taking the baby from your wife so she can sleep for a little longer.
When there are little ones sleeping across the hall from you, its difficult to put on the Batman outfit and jump from the wardrobe. When certain little offspring don’t sleep for more than a couple of hours at a time, you don’t get the chance to indulge in some scented candles, a romantic movie, and perhaps a bottle of wine. Its wham, bam, quiet did you hear someone waking, no, good, carry on, thank you ma’am, zzzzzzzz.
And thats if you are lucky. There is nothing sadder than a condom, filled to the max, ready for use, only to wither and die as a baby cries in the night.
Did I mention sleep deprivation? I used to believe that I was like a Martini, anytime, anyplace, anywhere…. yeah right, that was before I had kids. Now, most of the time I head to be to try and get a few hours sleep before my eldest wakes up crying. I would long for the days before kids but I don’t seem to be able to remember them.
Don’t get me wrong, my kids are the best thing to ever happen to me, well apart from that one night when I ……. , anyway, and I accept that one of the prices you pay for having children is lack of time for other things. This is just a re-cap of my sex life, circa 2006 .
