Mr. and Mrs. Kink (dot com)

With Marky taking this Cisco certification test, both of us job hunting, the children, the house, the blogs, my domme work, shooting with Nikki, and the PR firm we are getting off the ground it’s a miracle that we ever have sex. We don’t have the time for great sex. That’s why we’re always so tired, because we’re willing to sacrifice a good night’s sleep for a good night’s sex.”

That’s true, too. Last night we were up until about 4:30 in the morning. We were just hanging out, spending time together watching tv and smoking out, and then Marky started rubbing my back and the next thing I knew it was 4:30 in the morning and my legs were too shaky to walk. Time flies when you’re having fun! We looked at each other – reason having returned to our bodies with the release – and lamented that the baby would be up in just a few hours. Ugh.

But it’s not only the middle of the night sex that keeps us going. There’s a magic time at about 4:00 in the afternoon when the kids are both doing something else that lasts just an hour. It’s amazing what you can do in an hour! The only problem is that I am usually in the middle of something and I hate to stop what I’m doing, even for sex.

Morning is my least favorite time for sex, which is a bummer, because maybe then we could set the alarm early and wake up. However, I don’t even want to wake up when there is a fiscal motivator behind it – waking me up for sex will likely result in something along the lines of, “I’ll lay here and you can cum on me while I sleep.”

We desperately need a weekend away to devote to each other and to sex. We’ve not had a night away from our children since 2005. That’s pathetic.