As I begin hanging up my summer dresses and putting my shorts and sandals away this weekend, I’m really starting to miss the promise of summer. I think it was ok, but I really wanted it to be longer.
The only person I didn’t get to have sex with this summer was Sarah. We had a hotel date planned a few weeks ago, but it didn’t happen. She had to cancel.
What we both discovered was that if we thought it was hard to coordinate a date with a man, planning a relaxing day of sex with another professional woman and mom was ten times harder. Or so it seemed.
Sure, we could get away, but we also didn’t want to be exhausted, which I often was during the week. Weekends are for friends and family, and then someone is always pulling on us and stealing our time. Another deadline, last-minute shopping emergency, or in my case, affair-client work, which is picking up faster than I anticipated.
On top of that, I just haven’t had as much energy since Covid at the end of July. I’m doing ok, but my workouts haven’t gotten back to their same intensity, and some evenings I need a nap after supper. I used to have a glass of wine while making supper, but it knocks me on my butt. I only drink on the weekends now, and not much, at that. I don’t think it’s long-Covid, but thank god I haven’t gotten mental fog.
What’s going on with my other FBWs?
Things are slowing down there too, and the hunt ended faster than I’d wanted. I was hoping to pick a guy up and see if I could have sex with him within 24 hours, even if I had to have sex in a car. It was something I wanted to do.
There were some chats I just had to abandon. And like most workplaces, once summer is done, everyone wants to get moving again, and my work’s been no different. As it picked up, my time evaporated.
Here’s the rundown.
Monday guy
We had started a good thing and met three times after our first lusty night, but I got Covid and was out of action for two weeks, then my son was out of work for a couple of weeks, and as soon as he went back, he was moved to nights, so he was home all day…
And just like that, my Monday playdate was gone. We’ve talked about meeting during the week somewhere or in the evening, but I’ve just not gotten there. What I loved about him was he’d walk in the door, and we’d have sex, he’d leave, and I’d get back to work much happier. It was perfect.
He was just like my weekly Hello Fresh order — it shows up, and everyone is happy! All I have to do is open the front door and slap it together.
Hello Fuck is a missed business opportunity, I think. There are women working from home all over the world who could use a weekly service call.
I miss him.
In the meantime, he’s found another girl, which is fine. He’s taken her out, and they’ve had a hotel date, which is nice, but not what I wanted. I told him from the start I wasn’t fussed by any of that, and I’m not. I really just wanted to have sex at home, during lunch, on Mondays.
Is that asking too much?
The last time we met, I had to listen in on an MS Teams call with 300 people online. It was so hot knowing I was getting pounded as they talked about developing the ministry’s strategic direction and guidance for the next fiscal. The only thing that would have made it hotter was if I had a speaking role while he worked me over.
Produce boy
That one fizzled on my end. After our night of pizza and sex, I sensed he was starting to get the feels for me as he became a little possessive, as young men are sometimes wont to do. He wasn’t too happy when I mentioned he wasn’t the only one on my dance card. Living with his parents and not being able to afford a hotel didn’t help either.
He was trying to get more of me for himself, and I just couldn’t — and wouldn’t. I have enough problems without a 20-something-year-old boyfriend whose idea of a relationship looks like monogamy. I’m sure there are girls who’d be into that, but I’m not a girl.
I’m a little disappointed because I loved his cock. What he was missing in talent, he made up for in energy, zeal, and stamina — attributes that are always welcome!
2nd Virginity Guy
This poor guy! Remember him? I popped his cherry at the beginning of summer, but he made me work hard for it. Too hard. I don’t mind working hard, but he’s got to want it as much as I do. My men have to take me on their own, if I’m going to come back.
Well, I guess he didn’t have much luck after me because he’s come back sniffing around. He’s been wondering why it got so much harder after me. I never told him I’d picked him almost exclusively because he was a baby cheater. We’d talked about it, but he didn’t know I went looking for him.
I wanted to get that box checked off and wasn’t thinking about much else. God, imagine if men did that? The world would up in arms.
I’m not sure I’d have gone for him otherwise. The unintended consequence was I gave him a false sense of what it takes to get a woman on AM. He also doesn’t know I could have helped him. He never met this Teresa — your Teresa.
No one I met or chatted with knows, except Sarah, who thought it was cool and is slowly making her way through my work on Medium!
Takeaway
I had fun this summer, and my man still loves me. We celebrated our fourth anniversary this month, and we’ve got a date tomorrow afternoon, where I will bask in his arms. He’s had a time of it but never failed to get turned on by the few ticks I managed to collect.
I’m not sure if he’s more disappointed than I am over my not getting together with Sarah. Soon! I promised both of them, lol.
Covid is no joke. I never thought it was, and I worked hard to protect myself, but it seriously cut into my fun this summer. I’m going to slow down and focus on my man this fall. Sarah and I are still friends, and that won’t change whether or not we have sex soon or not. It’s nice to have someone to talk to who gets all of this.
Thank you for your support and love!
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