but oh man, so worth it!
My husband and I always get into tickle fights or wrestling matches. This one got a little more athletic than usual. Started on the couch, ended on the floor. I managed to hold my own pretty good.
Let me tell ya, a good wrestling match makes great foreplay.
Definitely feeling it in my arms and shoulders this morning though. Not that I'm complaining, mind you.
That's usually how Matt and I end up starting things. I'll be the kitchen. He'll come up behind me (as all men do). Then I'll say "Not now, I'm cooking."
Then because he's male, he doesn't stop
Then I have to get physical with him so I try to pin his hands behind his back to stop him from touching me.
Then he gets physical with me and tries to do the same thing. He usually wins.
Regardless, then he picks me up and takes me wherever he wants. Once he puts me down, then we wrestle, we might do some gymnastics and try to outdo each other, too, but inevitably we will have sex.
One time in the middle of this, I said "This is going to get settled at the gymnastics club." He said "Fine."
So we drove to the gymnastics club and we started a tumbling war. Whatever he did, I had to top and
vice versa.
He won, but only because he could get better height than I could. Bastard
Now to make things interesting, we try doing acrobatics with each other, so we do hand stands and stuff with each other. It's actually quite erotic. It turns us on a lot ...
Resistance is futile
Shit. Now everybody knows what turns me on ... well, in reality, most everything does, so it's not like it's any big secret
--Disclaimer--
Honestly though I don't smoke much at all--hurts my lungs that I need for running, makes me lazy when I need to get my shit done, and gives me munchies that I don't need because I already have a good appetite. But I'm a fan!
