That you vision smothering your SO with a pillow or maybe ripping off his cock and shoving it down his throat? Ok, I admit at the moment I have issues. But I think those issues are justified. This last weekend (a weekend I have been waiting for for the last two weeks) my son went to his father's and that left hubby and me home alone. Yes! That usually means watching porn all night long, curled up on the sofa bed having tons of freaky weekend alone sex. Hahaha. It's like a holiday for me! My son, for some reason or another hasn't gone to his dad's house in like three weeks (usually goes every other weekend). So I'm pretty wound up and waiting for this. Not that we don't have sex when it's not weekend alone time, but I love it when we can have sex throughout the entire house and walk around naked and that kind of shit. Anyway, before I knew it, it's friday. I'm all excited at work, can't wait to get home and can actually feel myself starting to get wet just thinking about what we'd do first. Ok, so it's 8:30pm and I'm just getting home. We were both hungry so we throw on a pizza quick I change to a sweatshirt and just a thong so I'm ready without freezing LOL. Well after pizza he pulls me on his lap facing him and I start to do some grinding. We're both having a good time (truthfully, if I'm not already halfway there the grinding like that doesn't do much for me but I know he loves it so I go with it). Next thing I know he has his pants down and my thong pulled to the side and he's inside me. Mind you I'm only just starting to warm up so I'm not fully lubed up yet. While there was some discomfort it wasn't anything horrible, I could handle it. Well about ten minutes in I realize that's about as warmed up as I was going to get. I hadn't even left the gate yet and he was inching closer to the finish line. So I got off and let him finish doggy like he loves to do. I'm severely dissapointed, but ok, I can deal with it. He has to get up for work at 3:30am so I understand. There's always saturday night. On saturday I get home from work a little earlier (hours after he did). I'm slightly cranky from the night before, but not too bad. I'm not ready to rip out anyone's throat yet. Hahaha. I strip down to my fave sweatshirt and this time skipped the thong. Didn't want to leave anything to chance Hahaha. Guess what happened?! Not a damn thing!! :mad He fell asleep on the couch at 8pm and didn't wake up till near midnight. By then I was too tired and just steaming from another night of no orgasm. So he goes up to bed shortly after midnight and I stay downstairs. Fuck him, I had a little fun by myself, while watching tv (too ticked off to sleep). I do love masturbating and I love my vibes, but nothing compares to what I feel when I make love (or just have hot monkey sex) with my husband. It's always so much more intense and fullfilling. Ok, so now we're on sunday and I figure I'll get some morning sex which isn't off the wall either if something flubs up saturday night. I shot that one in the ass. Because it was after 2am when I went to bed I slept in till a little after 11 Hahaha. I go downstairs and he's on the computer playing one of his soccer games I think. So I settle in to watch a movie. The next thing I know he goes up stairs and doesn't come back down. Well it's getting later and we have to go feed the horses so I go up there and what do I find? He's laying across the bed sleeping with the nascar race on the tv. GRRRRRR! I went and fed the horses by myself (no big deal they are my horses after all) But that was it, my chance at freaky weekend alone sex was completely gone. My son was going to be home in a couple hours (no set time but usually by 4pm) and I had to get supper started yet. On sunday night I waited till he was in bed for about an hour to make sure he was asleep when I got up there. I was really pissed and didn't want to talk to him (he asked me what was wrong earlier so he knew I was angry and crabby from not getting any). Well he did wake up and it wasn't long before I had a hand between my legs working my clit. I was really starting to enjoy myself when he suddenly went still. And then I could hear his breathing even out and get deeper. Dammit again! He fucking fell asleep!!! :eek I rolled over and went to sleep. He tried putting an arm around me but I threw it off. Tonight, monday night, I get home from work still very pissed but willing to let it go if it meant I'd get some LOL. He tells me he's going to bed and asks if I'm coming (always means I'll get some) well I didn't want to seem too eager so I said yeah in a bit, had to do a couple things first. I waited twenty minutes and he was still awake watching tv. So I once again find myself with a hand between my legs. Usually I will also start out reaching for his cock but I figured what the hell, he owes me a bit so I just layed there doing some soft moaning and really getting warmed up. Would you believe the ass fell alseep on me again?! :yell What does a woman have to do these days to get laid?! It's just insane! I'm starting to wonder what it is about me that makes it so easy for him to fall asleep like that. I understand he's tired and works hard and all, but dammit so do I and I deserve an orgasm or two occassionally! Sorry for the super long rant guys! But I feel a bit better getting this off my chest. As soon as I figure out how to work one of these pic uploading sites that I can use here I plan on sending some pics to the members only section Might as well make some other man happy since I could give a shit how happy my husband is right now LOL.