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What happened to Renee and Derek over at Young Suburban Wife

This is getting outta control! Everyone I’m reading is going away! What the hell am I going to do at work now? What? Work? What, are you fucking crazy?!?!?!?!?!

Neon Dreams Part 1

Checking out things over at Desireous, I was reminded of some pics I Photoshopped a while back.

Fu*^%%^#$#*^)*#$@!$## Server!

I’m still at work. 5 hours after I was supposed to leave. Different server, same problem today. Bad disk. I’m in the process of restoring data. All 18 GB of it. Lucky me. Killing myself is looking better all the time.

In case you haven’t noticed, I changed the page counter. I opted for the unique page hits rather than page loads. It’s probably more accurate as far as page hits go. I don’t know. Goodbye 50K hits, hello 32K. Who the hell really cares anyway.

Always look on the bright side of life….

Hey, remember that great feeling I had last week? You know the one, where things were changing to the positive.

Well, it’s all gone. I spent the weekend in a depressive funk that has NOT got any better. I spent the weekend watching some excellent bloggers leave due to hacking, cracking and general maliase. It they were not under direct attack by blog hackers, they were under attack for not being real enough. Ugh, it’s gettin’ pretty damn ugly out here.

The other thing that’s bothering me is that I’ve come to the realization that I will NEVER be happy. I bet I could win the lottery and not be happy. Look at my life: I have a hot, loving wife, three great kids, a nice house, a decent job, etc. etc. etc. Am I happy? NO, I am not.

Now some of you will be tempted to write me and tell me to lay it upon “The Lord” Well, guess what? I’ve tried that numerous times and got NOTHING in return. I’ve tried buying stuff, praying, meditation, exercise, money, drugs, alcohol, sex, plus numerous other outlets to make myself happy. All to no avail. I am destined to live out my life as an unhappy chump, always thinking that if I pray hard enough, if I wish hard enough, if I beg hard enough, I’ll get happy. Well, it ain’t gonna happen.

There is a bit of a calming affect to that realization. I no longer have to pretend or try to be happy. It’s just not gonna happen for me in this lifetime. It’s the way my brain is wired. Whatever neurons are short circuited in my brain, well, that’s the way it is. I guess the rest of the world will have to deal with it.

Hey, I did get one prayer answered over the weekend. I asked God, my dead adoptive parents and whatever saints would listen to give me five numbers in the Mega Millions drawing. Well, guess what? I GOT 5 out of the 6 winning numbers! The only one missing was the Mega Ball. Of course, you KNOW what’s coming next, right? Yeah, all five numbers were in DIFFERENT games. Who says the spirits have no sense of humor?

Edited: Forgot to mention, TW’s period arrived this weekend so no sex for a while. It came early, with no fair warning, surprise, surprise.

Do you hear what I hear?

Did you hear it? Did you hear the screaming and the moaning and the thrashing about? Did you? No? Well then, you missed one hell of a sex session last night.

TW and I had one hell of a good time last night. There was spoon, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl and a fair amount of spanking involved. The evening ended with my face buried between her legs, eating her to several head crushing orgasms. I love it when she squeezes my head with her legs. That’s love baby, that’s love.

Look at this photograph, every time I do it makes me laugh…..

Sex last night consisted of a massage of TW’s calves and back courtesy of Mr. M-D’s “Magic” hands. The poor dear was in so much pain. At least I was able to rub some of it out for her. Unfortunately, we both slept through the alarm this morning. Well, it was actually sleeping through several alarms, I kept hitting the snooze button, so no sex this morning either. It will just have to wait until tonight (Unless, of course, I can convince one of the ladies at work to fuck me. Nah, that’ll NEVER happen)

TW called me yesterday to let me know I got a photo in the mail from one of my cousins. She’s the daughter of my dad’s sister. She sent a photo of my father, my aunt, an uncle and my grandmother from about 1920 or so. Dad is a little squirt, his brother is even smaller and my aunt is the oldest. I originally thought it was my aunt that’s still alive, but she wasn’t even born yet. Grandma was very beautiful. I only remember her as an old woman, bent over with age. She died when I was 6 or 7, so I don’t remember that much of her.

Now, this is my adoptive family. It was really cool to see the relatives as youngsters. Like I said, Grandma was gorgeous. Very pretty. At first, I was confused. TW had scanned the pic and sent it to me and I couldn’t understand why the photo quality was so poor for a color picture. DUH! It’s a black and white photo, dumbass! It was actually a photo post card. My cousin contacted my aunt, who’s still alive, and she got the names and positions for everyone. It was a very nice surprise. I spent part of the night comparing dad as a youngster and dad as I knew him. I think I dreamed of him last night, but I can’t really remember. Everyone in the photo is dead. My aunt was the last one to die. She’d been a quadriplegic since an auto accident about 10 years before. This was right after her husband died. Why she had to suffer this way, I’ll never know.

I need to contact her and find out if she has any more photos like that. I don’t know that much about my father’s side of the family. They were casualties due to the keeping of the adoption secret. My dad must have really loved my mom because we NEVER saw his family after grandma died. When TW and I got married, it was the first time most of my father’s side got to meet me as an adult. Sad really. No secret is worth that kind of pain, at least, not to me. I was looking back through my posts and didn’t find the “How I found out about my adoption” story so I may repost it. If I’ve already posted it, let me know. I don’t want to bore you to tears.

p.s. So long Fred and Wilma (their blog is GONE). Gonna miss you guys.

What do Ya mean I’m Late For Work?

Hell yes I was! God I love starting my mornings off like I did today. TW and I had a wonderful session to start the morning. I love comptime!

TW’s been in a lot of pain lately, so, we’ve been relegated to doing spoon style for the majority of our playtime. No worries though, TW comes just as well from spoon action as she does riding me. She did get to ride me for a bit today and she did come when she did so, but it was too painful for her to continue so we positioned ourselves for more comfortable sex.

We fucked for almost an hour total. I think I’m losing touch, TW made me come again this morning. It wasn’t a double, but it was very satisfying just the same. Damn her and her sexy, shapely, cranking hips! Once she starts that motion, I’m done for. I have to pull out quickly and she just lowers her mouth over my cock and sucks me dry. She has excellent oral talents. I guess that comes from all the oral we did early on. Yeah baby!

50,000 and counting!

WOW, 50K worth of hits!

THANK YOU.

Some time overnight, I passed the 50,000 hit mark. Thanks again! I guess there are a lot of people who are interested in Over 40 Married Sex. Hopefully I’ve inspired some of you to realize there IS sex after 40! Thanks again for reading, I really appreciate it.

Don’t forget to check out the other blogs over on the right. These folks pour their souls out and aren’t afraid to share themselves with you (well, the swinging ones anyway, bwahahahahahahahahaha) Seriously though, check them out, they’re very cool.

Oops, we did it again…..

Last night’s, double orgasm for me, multi-orgasmic for TW, session was surprising both for it’s intensity and for the fact it actually happened. TW and I were both wore out but once we got in bed, all hell broke loose.

We really didn’t change positions all that much. TW rode me for a little bit but it was in the spoon position that the majority of orgasms were achieved. I pounded TW into one orgasm after another. When she started to rotate and pump her hips, I was done. I quickly pulled out and she clamped down on my cock, with her mouth, and received my come. She was doing such a good job at sucking me that I achieved a rarity, the double orgasm. Just as one is finishing, the second begins. TW got to suck down a double load of my love (Okay, you can stop groaning and rolling your eyes now).

It was the best kind of sex; totally unexpected and totally HOT. I dare say, it almost achieved MS status but not quite. This wasn’t the tender, hold me in your arms, kind of sex. This was all out, animalistic, fuck my cunt hard you fucking bastard, sex. We haven’t had that kind of sex in a while. It was short, but definitely FUN. The only thing that prevented it from becoming MS was the lack of position changes. Maybe next time.

25 Words or Less # 1

Tracing your curves with my fingertips
Kissing your luscious lips
My desire grows hotter by the second
Love me
NOW