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February 12, 2010

Valentine's Plans (Jane)

Being parents of three school-aged children makes adult "alone time" a precious commodity. It usually amounts to; exhausted, post-homework, sibling-rivalry, eew-were-having-THAT-for-dinner, showers, get-ready-for-bed-already-for-the-umpteenth-time, collapsing-into-bed kind of "alone time". There's not really much quality (or quantity) in that, but we make do.

So for special occasions like birthdays, anniversaries, Valentine's day... we try to devote a good chunk of the day alone together (and sometimes even overnight) as our gift to each other. Roses and candy could never compete with hours of uninterrupted fucking. So... Dick found us a couples' "resort" of sorts that will rent a room (designed with sex in mind!) for 4 hours in the afternoon. PERFECT!

Since our children are young, this means finding someone else to take them so we can get away. This year, we aren't able to swing the overnight thing but we got the Grandparents to commit to taking the kids for a good 8-9 hours during the day. The problem is...my ultra-conservative baptist mother keeps asking me what we're going to do. What you have to understand is that the word "sex" was never uttered in my household when I was growing up. Dick keeps telling me I should just fess up that we're stepping out for some rowdy sex.. Yeah, I can hear that conversation now..."well mom, we rented a sex room and we're going to fuck our brains out all afternoon, OK?"

No, I don't have to use those words, but it still leaves me feeling in an awkward position. Which is a little silly really. I mean, we ARE consenting MARRIED adults after all. My parents aren't oblivious to the fact that we have sex (we have 3 kids for god's sake) and it's supposedly the most romantic day of the year. Yet somehow, the deep seeded notion that sex is shameful is embedded in my brain. So, like any good Christian girl would do, I lied. :o)

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5 comments:

  1. Oh wow ... I sooooooo relate. My Southern Baptist devout Mother couldn't even handle the word "vagina" when used technically ... you had to say "lady bottom." I'm not even kidding. The idea of communicating any love of sex or enjoyment of it is just impossible. When I was 18, I actually thought women shouldn't enjoy sex ... an inadvertent reaction to the way the topic was handled at home. And just like your mother, my own mother always wants details on everything ... so I always feel horrible for not being candid with her ... however, I just don't think she can handle full disclosure. I'm 29 years old and she thinks I'm still a virgin! This is not because I claim to be one, but because it's easier for her to assume it ... I currently carry a lot of guilt because I haven't told her that Cane & I live together (she lives across the country). But the emotional distress the knowledge would cause her makes disclosure seem foolish.

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  2. Thanks for the comment Jezebel, I love that we stumbled into each other! "Lady bottom" had me rolling! The topics of sex and sexual parts were so shunned in my home that I didn't learn until I was in college that pee doesn't come out of my vagina. How sad is that?!

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  3. We can sooooo relate. At age 43 we are now experiencing a new found freedom of sorts. Our kids both turn 17 later this year and are growing up with friends/bf's/gf's that are keeping them very busy. Here we thought we would miss the full on parenting required that comes with younger children. We adore our kids but are relishing the new found "our time" and can't keep our hands off each other ha! Our sex life was always good but it has now gone through the roof in both quality and quantity ;]

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  4. You've given us hope Loverboy. Thanks!!

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  5. I don't know sister, I must confess that I plucked up the courage a few years ago to "share" with my mom and it actually turned into a liberating experience. (ultra-catholic) The key for me, was coming to terms with the thought that maybe she wasn't going to like it, and doing it anyway. Do you know, it has allowed us to have much more honest conversations on many topics?
    All My Best!
    Calamity Jen

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