I love my husband with all my heart, I really do. We met through a friend. I remember asking her what he was like. She said he was cute and geeky. I asked if that was a good thing. She said it was and that he wasn't a creepy stalker or anything. She had met a few guys off the Internet before. That was the cool thing to do. I like to think sometimes that I was a trend setter.
When we first started dating, the sex was hot and passionate. We had sex a few weeks after meeting. It was at his place while his parents were gone. His brother was in the basement, but we really didn't care who could hear us. When he moved into his own apartment, the sex became extremely intense. He lived in this one place that had a sloped ceiling so I could brace myself against it with my hands as he made me buck on his cock.
Our wedding night had slow, romantic sex. I'm sure we could have done it hard and rough, but we were very tired. Once we caught up on our sleep, our sex life went back to normal. That was until we had our son.
We both love our son very much. He is so cute and loveable and makes everyone smile. I have to remember how cute he is when he decides that five in the morning is a good wake up time. Of course, he then decides to go back to sleep at eight, but by then I have to go to work. I do love him though.
Sex with a child in the house is amusing to say the least. We need to do more then one thing at once so this is where are 'sex meetings' occur. This is when we barely have time to sleep so we multitask.
"I'm staying late at work tomorrow night. Can you make sure John has a bath?"
