One MAD Rut

I’m mad, not sad…NO, MAD. No one gives a fuck, especially not my hub. I can’t imagine how to fix us this broken when changing is an impossibility for us both. So stuck in a rut years long, and the longer marriage drags us along, the less I’m interested in touching or being touched at all…at least by the man that makes me feel like shit all the time. I’m literally losing my mind, wondering why my desire to feel doesn’t reach across the bed with appeal, but instead I get MAD!!!

Want to help me do something bad???

(To You: It’s that time of year again, when I have little good to say because all I want to do is run away. Next week, let’s breathe in each other’s ear…Ahhh yesss, that would tingle me some cheer😉

Sun on Ice

Like the sun on ice during a Midwest winter, I know you’re there, yet I can’t feel you.

Beaming bright your light refracts off the world with a slice-like sting upon my eyes,

Slammed lids keep you caught within me where you warm my frightened frigity as you do things to boil my blood from toe to head in waves of warmth coming again and again until You make me become overwhelmed…

I melt myself back to life, a grin on my lips, knowing I’ve got you trapped within.

Lucky You

I don’t want to be unlucky for you. Do you see me?

I’m messy, damaged, even ugly at times, and to tell you bits of my life might just curse your luck.

Instead, I want, nay I need to be your fantasy! I want you to rub me, massage yourself, the fun is when you cum!

I want to be good for your health!

Think of me as your good fuck-luck charm, and that way, I can never do you harm.