Eeyore!

I almost never discuss the specifics of my sex life.  Probably because Skyprincess reads this blog, and I wouldn't want to be shut off from her affections by sharing intimate details.  However, I do feel a need to post today about last night.

It was late, past my work bedtime to be honest, when Skyprincess began to get a bit frisky.  Usually I'm the one making the first move, so I wasn't about to ignor a sure thing.  We do a bit of foreplay and she has her pre-intercourse climax.  Then we get ready for the main event and get going very slowly at first when she makes a few grunts that I just found funny.  I'm trying to focus on the task when she sees me laughing.  That was a mistake!

Next thing I know, I'm off her and she's trying to get me to explain why I was laughing.  And I didn't even know I was.  We start laughing so hard that it was 5 minutes before we could calm down.  Finally we start trying to get the mood started again by touching and kissing.  Then I make my mistake.

Here is my lesson for the day for everyone.  When she makes mention of going for her honeypot (which she's never said before, I might add), PLEASE don't do what I did.  Don't break out in song singing about Winnie-the-Pooh and his quest for the honeypot.  And especially don't end it with a loud donkey brah "Eeyore!".  It totally kills the mood and you'll be sleeping on your side of the bed neglected.