I love this time of the year when the weather cools down and people are getting ready for the holidays. However, the flip side to this joy is that cold weather encourages regression. It’s Saturday night and my original plan was to get out and enjoy some comedy with my girlfriends, but this is the time of year when I would much rather chill and relax, snuggle then fool around and then spoon after some amazing sex.
I know I’m not alone here because we all know that the winter slowdown which starts right after Labor Day, makes the likelihood of you hooking up with your ex or a fling very, very high. Both men and women will fire off a message to text the waters or just say flat out what we’re after. For my girlfriends who confessed the real reason their spirits have been lifted this week, believe me- I understand.
Really, I do because I’m just as bad. The closer we get to the end of the year combined with change in seasons brings out those feelings when the comfort of a man is welcomed more than ever. So a few weeks ago I had a pretty random moment, was feeling frisky and sent Out of Sight a text with few photos that um…. stimulated his memory of me. A few hours later he was at my door and we made some new memories. It was great seeing him, but I know the emotions for him are still there, so I can NOT make that a regular occurrence.
Let’s fast forward to the start of this week and boy oh boy, I’ve been on the receiving end and minds of several men from the past. I’m smart enough to know that they weren’t just checking in to see if my Christmas shopping was done, and one even admitted it’s cold, he misses me and really wants to lay together. Good on Paper, the one known for phenomenal romps in every part of my house. Rescue, the man I was crazy in love with who could induce multiple orgasms like crazy. There was also a message from the Black Russian, the man with the ovary-beating monster penis, all ready for a little roll in the sack.
I have an amazingly high sex drive, am being responsible and….. I’m single, and I am still being a responsible,
so why the hell not.
The weather has dropped down to about 45 degrees and it’s time to tidy up a bit for tonight’s guest.
Until there’s a cure…