<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362</id><updated>2011-12-02T05:07:05.819-07:00</updated><category term='fantasies'/><category term='squirting'/><category term='blowjob'/><category term='foreplay'/><category term='funny'/><category term='positions'/><category term='anal'/><category term='Strip Club'/><category term='sexting'/><category term='jealousy'/><category term='30 day challenge'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='blogger buddies'/><category term='toys'/><category term='breast milk'/><category term='sex'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='threesome'/><category term='anti-sex culture'/><category term='sex tips'/><category term='period sex'/><category term='reader questions'/><category term='oral'/><category term='love'/><title type='text'>The Perfect Husband</title><subtitle type='html'>The ramblings of a wife and her husband on sex, love and relationships.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-8983765293048031630</id><published>2011-03-05T08:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T09:42:02.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Masturbation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oD1K9XNhA8s/TXJcw5rwl9I/AAAAAAAAAHo/uqc-gSATlrU/s1600/ZFP0011839_P.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oD1K9XNhA8s/TXJcw5rwl9I/AAAAAAAAAHo/uqc-gSATlrU/s400/ZFP0011839_P.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580624883453302738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teach (I don't know how to address you so hopefully that works),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought that your question is a great topic that I don't think we've addressed on our blog yet, at least from my point of view.  I don't know what it is about a beautiful woman masturbating but it is such a turn on for me! I love the idea and the visual of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, let me say, when you figure out how to make your wife more more comfortable with masturbating you let us know!!! I have been trying to encourage Sarah to masturbate more with not much success. It bums me out too because we both end up enjoying sex so much after she has an orgasm or two alone earlier in the day, almost as if her alone time was a tease and it builds up to us being together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have told Sarah that the ultimate gift she could give me would be a video of her pleasuring herself, that I think is going to remain a fantasy for a long time if not forever. I've told her that the hottest thing I could imagine is for me to walk into our room and find her on the bed already started without me, again, I think that will stay a fantasy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have spent many many hours in my own mind trying to figure out what the hangup is for her and after all my thinking and conversations with Sarah it's as though she's ashamed or self conscious about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dating back hundreds if not thousands of years the idea of a woman experiencing pleasure from anything besides her husbands penis through intercourse is seen as taboo. According to Sigmund Freud (well known psychologist who studied sex in the early 1900's for those that don't know of him), a woman is not a woman until she experiences orgasm through vaginal intercourse alone. Many psychologists, doctors and clergy have long believed that the need for a woman to experience stimulation of her clitoris was seen as a defect, an annoyance and health issue. This belief is what inspired the horrific practice of clitorectomies, at least in this country. It was believed that a clitorectomy was a cure to masturbation. WELL DUH!!! Of course that would cure masturbation in women because they wouldn't have much to do during masturbation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So why did masturbation need cured? Again, I have to refer to how anti-sex religion is. It's long believed that self pleasure is a sin and one should not experience sexual pleasure for any reason other than engaging in sex with their spouse, and in some religions for nothing but procreation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, fortunately we have the medical knowledge and the freedom to research and study sex freely. And as we all know, sex and sexual pleasure, regardless of the means is very healthy. It burns calories, it's good for the heart as well as many other body parts and it releases chemicals in our brains that encourage moods. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The idea of overriding hundreds to thousands of years of a belief system (which is still currently the belief of many many people) with a few decades at best of reliable, scientific research is far fetched. Sarah was not brought up religious, wasn't spoken to openly about sex and sexuality in her household yet these ancient, out of date belief systems have made their way into her mind just through cultural influence. While she does realize how outrageous these cultural and religious beliefs are it's still asking a lot for her to completely embrace what her logical mind is telling her. She has changed significantly in the recent past but no one can expect everything to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aside from cultural influence, it's known through research that women think of sex far less often than men. Women experience far less instances of arousal than men. So the idea that any moment of alone time they get is going to be spent masturbating as many men do is just not practical. I know when Sarah gets alone time, her main focus is to catch up or get ahead on things that she needs to do. I honestly believe that her mind rarely even gets to masturbating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want to take this one step farther, how hard is it for a woman to get sex when she's aroused? I know in my life, if Sarah even thinks about sex, I can pretty much see it on her face and I'm all over her. If I'm at work and she's horny, all it takes is a text or a phone call from her asking if there's anyway I can get home for half hour and I'm there. And I think all of us, man or woman can agree that sex is much better than masturbation. Of course it's nice to have our little moments to be alone and fantasize about whatever we want but 999 out of 1000 times (if not more) I'm choosing sex over masturbation.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So with all of this factored in I don't think that there is anything that we can do as men to help our wives overcome the fact that they don't masturbate often. And of course there are women who do often but I think the majority of women are like Sarah. My best advice I guess would be to be supportive and assure the woman in your life that there is nothing wrong with masturbating. I have told Sarah that if she masturbates that of course I would love to hear about it but if she would rather keep it to herself that is perfectly fine. I really don't think there is much else I can do other than hope that there will be a day when she realizes that it is a wonderful thing, a great time for her to experience pleasure, to learn and explore her gorgeous body and a huge stimulator for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-8983765293048031630?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/8983765293048031630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2011/03/masturbation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/8983765293048031630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/8983765293048031630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2011/03/masturbation.html' title='Masturbation'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oD1K9XNhA8s/TXJcw5rwl9I/AAAAAAAAAHo/uqc-gSATlrU/s72-c/ZFP0011839_P.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-4933156681838437684</id><published>2011-02-05T19:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T20:03:59.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happens in Vegas...Goes Up On Our Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TU4PhRujEeI/AAAAAAAAAHg/L5EgTi2k0mw/s1600/vegas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TU4PhRujEeI/AAAAAAAAAHg/L5EgTi2k0mw/s400/vegas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570406853472621026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that we did anything too crazy that would need to stay there but damn did we have a great time!!! Sarah and I have shared what most would consider an extremely stressful year...without giving too much away, let's say a move to a new city, changes to what was our normal life because of ages of children and everyone knows about the economy! Nonetheless, we have remained strong as a couple through the chaos. So by the time our departure day rolled around, we were ready to escape!&lt;div&gt;Our trip started with Sarah being extremely horny the whole way there, both of us having wonderful orgasms within 30 minutes of our arrival at our beautiful hotel, dinner, a couple drinks, 5 dollars lost in slots and then me passing out before 8:00 in Vegas!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day two was much more fun however. Being in Vegas, our day started with sex...always the perfect way to start a day, some shopping, more sex (an attempt at anal again!) some slots and way way too much mediocre food at a buffet. The whole day I felt like I was going to burst open from being so overfull! Then we finished our night with a wonderful show called Fantasy and some great sex!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes I said that we made another attempt at anal and this time, point the finger at me for it not working! We took a lot of time "warming" Sarah up...I used my finger on her as she was using her vibrator on her clit until she had an intense orgasm. After she climaxed she told me that I could stick it in!!!! I was so ready!!! I got the tip in and she needed me to pause for awhile for her to get used to it. Well that's where I failed...I couldn't keep it up! I know that having an orgasm merely 2 hours earlier was probably the main cause but still, that was my opportunity and I blew it!!! Regardless, it's always fun exploring new things with the woman I love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The night was finished off by us (well me at least) drooling over nine or so stunning women dancing topless at the Luxor! We saw Fantasy...one of the hottest things I have ever seen naked women doing, aside from seeing my gorgeous wife naked as she's riding my cock to orgasm, but that's a benchmark that can't be topped! This show took place in a very small theater where we were only sitting maybe 15 feet from the stage. The host/singer was stunning in a Shakira kind of way with an amazing voice and was probably one of the funniest people I have ever watched. The dancers are all amazing! The have real woman's bodies with curves unlike the toothpick shaped supermodels that are always shoved down our throats and damn do they know how to move sexy!!! The show was interrupted by what in any other venue would be a hilariusly funny comedian, my problem, he took away from me looking at these dancers. Sarah really enjoyed the show and I was very turned on by it, which of course lead to some hot sex back at our hotel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day was fairly mild, went on a tour, and discovered blackjack! Blackjack was a blast and we ended up playing for a total of probably 5 hours or more on our last day there. We were entertained by two drunk guys (we presume were partners) that should have been on stage with a comedy routine. We met some interesting people and got very drunk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although it may not sound too wild and crazy to some, it was the perfect get away for us, the only bad part was driving home hungover the next day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-4933156681838437684?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/4933156681838437684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-happens-in-vegasgoes-up-on-our.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4933156681838437684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4933156681838437684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-happens-in-vegasgoes-up-on-our.html' title='What Happens in Vegas...Goes Up On Our Blog'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TU4PhRujEeI/AAAAAAAAAHg/L5EgTi2k0mw/s72-c/vegas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-8742889034323128190</id><published>2011-01-27T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T11:44:05.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin City Here We Come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/TUG8OtqFQ8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/xdlGH0Hx7_k/s1600/las-vegas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/TUG8OtqFQ8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/xdlGH0Hx7_k/s320/las-vegas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its that time of year again for our 2nd annual Vegas Trip! &amp;nbsp;This is the only time John and I really get out and do anything. &amp;nbsp;We are your typical, boring married couple. &amp;nbsp;Dates nights are few and far between and consist of dinner and a movie, and then we head home to the kids. &amp;nbsp;Most weekends are spent hanging out around the house, playing with the kids, and just enjoying our family life. &amp;nbsp;When the kids are in bed we occasionally play a board game or video games together, but more often than not we just watch TV until we are tired then we go to our room, have sex and its lights out. &amp;nbsp;Our once a year get away is our time to let loose and enjoy life without worrying about the house, cooking, cleaning, work, and the kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last years trip had a few highlights&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ~ We went to a strip club for the first time together which turned out to be a huge&amp;nbsp;disappointment. &amp;nbsp;Apparently hot women do not strip on Tuesday nights! &amp;nbsp;Since we are no are no where near rich we must&amp;nbsp;utilize&amp;nbsp;weekday pricing and therefore cannot go on the weekend which I am sure is much more exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~We also had a&amp;nbsp;competition&amp;nbsp;to see who could give who the most orgasms which started on the very long drive there. &amp;nbsp;I had a leg up on that&amp;nbsp;competition&amp;nbsp;since I wasn't the one driving. &amp;nbsp;John got road head on the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;~The last highlight was visiting a gigantic sex toy store. This store was 2 stories of nothing but sex toys, it was a bit overwhelming (and hilarious!) too see all the different kinds of things people are in too. We bought several things that we had lots of fun with in our hotel room. Sadly none of them work anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was about it, nothing too wild. &amp;nbsp;This time I want to really have a good time and go crazy, after all "what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas" so I need some ideas. &amp;nbsp;This is the one time that I might actually consider indulging in our threesome fantasy, of course that is much easier said than done! I know there are several swingers clubs out there and things like that but I don't see myself ever actually stepping foot in one so as always I am sure that will remain just a fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our only planned activity is seeing Fantasy which is a topless show and of course sex, sex, and more wild passionate hot sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are reading this and you have been to Vegas here is my questions for you: What have you done in Vegas that you would never tell anyone that you know in real life about? &amp;nbsp;What fun, exciting (and possibly dirty) things can you&amp;nbsp;recommended&amp;nbsp;to us? Your comments are greatly appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-8742889034323128190?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/8742889034323128190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2011/01/sin-city-here-we-come.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/8742889034323128190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/8742889034323128190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2011/01/sin-city-here-we-come.html' title='Sin City Here We Come!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/TUG8OtqFQ8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/xdlGH0Hx7_k/s72-c/las-vegas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-1228083185522927918</id><published>2010-11-09T22:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T22:15:25.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anti-sex culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><title type='text'>Conservative, Liberal, Religious, non religious, teen pregnancy...Ever wonder the connections?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TNoqVbudNzI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/HrEyP0vSbjc/s1600/pregnant%2Bbelly%2Bcartoon.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TNoqVbudNzI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/HrEyP0vSbjc/s200/pregnant%2Bbelly%2Bcartoon.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537785239513675570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TNop6FEulyI/AAAAAAAAAHA/v3T0QCgHkBU/s1600/church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TNop6FEulyI/AAAAAAAAAHA/v3T0QCgHkBU/s200/church.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537784769576605474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TNoqAjlH9kI/AAAAAAAAAHI/q7dhooNm-Qw/s200/Equals_Sign.svg.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537784880844764738" /&gt;Sarah watches every episode of 16 And Pregnant. From me overhearing the show in the background I've noticed one thing, all these pregnant girls have southern accents. That got me thinking...are there more teen pregnancies in the bible belt or is just where the producers of this show are searching for their "cast"? I spent 5 minutes tonight on google and what I found was very interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to a &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/news/religion/2009-01-29-faith-state-survey_N.htm"&gt;USA Today article&lt;/a&gt; Mississippi is the most religious state in the country and Vermont is the least. So then I searched out the states with the highest and lowest teen pregnancy rates. Surprise surprise... according to and &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/28538524/"&gt;MSNBC article&lt;/a&gt;, the CDC says that Mississippi has the highest teen pregnancy rate!!! According to an &lt;a href="http://www.amplifyyourvoice.org/main.cfm?s=amplify&amp;amp;actionId=globalShowStaticContent&amp;amp;screenKey=cmpState&amp;amp;htmlKey=statevermont"&gt;amplifyyourvoice.org article&lt;/a&gt;, Vermont has the SECOND LOWEST teen pregnancy rate!!! Is there a connection?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows that religion pretty much goes hand in hand with conservatism. So I thought to take this a step further, which is the most and least conservative states. Big shocker...Mississippi is the most conservative! While Vermont isn't the most liberal state in the country it is a blue state. Again, do you see a connection?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why is this? I have guesses but haven't done the research. From my knowledge of Christianities and other religions views on sex, two consenting people engaging in much more than married, missionary, penile/vaginal intercourse is as bad and in many cases less forgivable than MURDER!!! So this amounts to religious parents teaching their kids nothing about sex except to wait for marriage. They ignore reality!!! Most teens are going to have sex! Hiding sex, teaching ignorance rather than safe sex leads teens to be more curious about it than those parents who talk openly about it. More curiosity leads to more experimentation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fairly uneducated, I have a high school diploma but not much more. I was raised Catholic, identify as conservative politically (more fiscally than socially) and I can make these connections!!! It's not rocket science! So how much longer will religions go on destroying teenagers lives by teaching them that sex is one of the worst things you can do rather than teaching them how to be safe and take every action possible to prevent unwanted pregnancies and contracting STD's? Obviously fear hasn't worked? Isn't it time to try something else? Maybe something that is statistically proven to work!!! So let's start with the readers here, educate yourselves!!! Obviously most of you are parents because pretty much the only place we've advertised this blog is babycenter, so start planning now what you want to teach your kids about sex. Sarah and I talk about it all the time. We pretty much know what we want our kids to know about sex and they're at least 3 years away from learning what sex even is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-1228083185522927918?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/1228083185522927918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/11/conservative-liberal-religious-non.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/1228083185522927918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/1228083185522927918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/11/conservative-liberal-religious-non.html' title='Conservative, Liberal, Religious, non religious, teen pregnancy...Ever wonder the connections?'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TNoqVbudNzI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/HrEyP0vSbjc/s72-c/pregnant%2Bbelly%2Bcartoon.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-2061457843986426651</id><published>2010-10-21T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T16:29:09.511-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day challenge'/><title type='text'>I guess it was a bit of a challenge...</title><content type='html'>So we haven't gotten around to blogging much lately because there isn't too much to blog about. &amp;nbsp;Our 30 day challenge was cut short. &amp;nbsp;We got in a bit of an argument and quit one night. &amp;nbsp;It was nothing too serious and we were over it the next morning but it ruined our challenge. &amp;nbsp;I guess it happens to the best of us! The first time around just seemed like so much more fun, maybe it was silly to think we could recreate that just a year later. &amp;nbsp;Maybe we ought to wait a few more years and try it again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-2061457843986426651?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/2061457843986426651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-guess-it-was-bit-of-challenge.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2061457843986426651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2061457843986426651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-guess-it-was-bit-of-challenge.html' title='I guess it was a bit of a challenge...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-7880958522672547022</id><published>2010-10-06T19:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T20:09:31.114-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day challenge'/><title type='text'>Challenge????</title><content type='html'>Sarah and I went into this 30 day challenge thing last year to help us have more sex and learn more about each other. The thought of it I think was daunting to Sarah. Previously, I think the most consecutive days we had gone having sex was 8 or 9, at least that we kept any kind of track of. Having that as our only previous experience to consecutive days of sex made Sarah think that she would really have to work hard and that the 30 days of sex would actually be a challenge. It never was. Last year we kept on going after our 30 days was up, not because we were trying to prove anything but because we loved it. Actually, the only reason that we stopped was because Sarah got sick on the first night we didn't have sex after the challenge. My guess is that if she felt even halfway decent we would have kept on going. I guess we basically did.&lt;div&gt;Since that first 30 day "challenge" we have been having sex more each month than I think many happily married couples have in a year. Sex is phenomenal now! We fantasize about everything together, we talk completely openly, we're trying new things, we're striving harder than we ever have to make sure that each of us is as satisfied as humanly possible. And since we're both better in the sack, we both want sex more. We both know that we are both going to be completely satisfied, that we're each going to have at least one orgasm and there is not going to be any let down (except maybe for breast milk... ;-)  )! So with sex like that why wouldn't you want it every single day?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That my friends is why I'm questioning this being called a challenge. A challenge means that there is a feat you have to overcome. There are no obstacles, no difficulties, there is nothing but good! So I don't want to lead anyone to believe that this is a challenge because that name couldn't be further from the truth. This is our 30 days of joy, passion, love, pleasure, happiness, bliss, etc. I hope you enjoy following us through this wonderful month of October (my new favorite month of the year by the way)!!! And don't be afraid to give this a try yourselves, it can't do anything but improve your relationship!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-7880958522672547022?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/7880958522672547022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/10/challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/7880958522672547022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/7880958522672547022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/10/challenge.html' title='Challenge????'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-938537764195633185</id><published>2010-10-06T12:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T12:45:15.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day challenge'/><title type='text'>30 day challenge, day 6... OMG!</title><content type='html'>So things have been drastically more fun since night 1! I don't have time to get into all the details but I will have you know that I have had more orgasms in few days than many women get in a month! &amp;nbsp;Oh and I finally decided to let John go right ahead and perform all the analingis he wanted to one evening. He has been begging me for it and I have let him take a quick lick but that is all, I have been very squeamish about it so I took a nice long shower and let him have at it. &amp;nbsp;I just have to say - WHY THE FUCK DID I WAIT SO LONG!?! Seriously it felt so freaking good! Okay that is all for now :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-938537764195633185?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/938537764195633185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-day-challenge-day-5-omg.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/938537764195633185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/938537764195633185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-day-challenge-day-5-omg.html' title='30 day challenge, day 6... OMG!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-7436921385311681496</id><published>2010-10-02T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T06:10:35.308-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 1 of the 30 day challenge *yawn*</title><content type='html'>So it wasn't the incredible knock your socks off sex we had planned. &amp;nbsp;Instead John was sick with a cold and I passed out on the couch at 8:00pm watching a movie with the kids. &amp;nbsp;John woke me up at 10 and dragged me to bed but I just could not wake up! &amp;nbsp;You know that feeling like your head is all cloudy and heavy after you take a nap? That is how I felt! &amp;nbsp;He asked if I wanted to start tomorrow but I was&amp;nbsp;determined that we were going to start on October 1st (hey its just easier to keep track of!) so I rolled over on my side and said "just go for it!" I am not even sure I was awake the entire time, poor John. &amp;nbsp;Tonight is going to be better, I will make sure of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/TKcvK2lEXII/AAAAAAAAAF8/-Y7NTl1g9Os/s1600/sleeping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/TKcvK2lEXII/AAAAAAAAAF8/-Y7NTl1g9Os/s1600/sleeping.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-7436921385311681496?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/7436921385311681496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-1-of-30-day-challenge-yawn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/7436921385311681496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/7436921385311681496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-1-of-30-day-challenge-yawn.html' title='Day 1 of the 30 day challenge *yawn*'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/TKcvK2lEXII/AAAAAAAAAF8/-Y7NTl1g9Os/s72-c/sleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-2868247338422542421</id><published>2010-09-30T12:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T12:53:15.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day challenge'/><title type='text'>The 30 Day Challenge 2010 Edition!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/TKTqMb0HA6I/AAAAAAAAAF0/Av6L1odAg0s/s1600/couple16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/TKTqMb0HA6I/AAAAAAAAAF0/Av6L1odAg0s/s320/couple16.jpg" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's been nearly one year since we did our first 30 day sex challenge (and started up our blog) and it has done amazing things for our relationship so we have decided to make it an annual thing! &amp;nbsp;Before our first challenge we were averaging so-so sex about 2-3 times a week. &amp;nbsp;For the past year though we have been having G.R.E.A.T. sex about 5-6 times a week! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep it fresh I am going to challenge myself to go a little further this time, I am vowing to really get into anal sex before the month is up! &amp;nbsp;I have read about it, thought about it, and yet have not taken the steps I need to take to get there. The last time we did anal was 2 years ago and I wasn't too keen on it. The problem was that I &amp;nbsp;rushed it and did it for him only. &amp;nbsp;This is a huge fantasy for John so I WILL make it happen and I WILL ENJOY it too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/TKTqSYDlNwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/n9TwH_nbwLY/s1600/anal-sex1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/TKTqSYDlNwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/n9TwH_nbwLY/s1600/anal-sex1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are kicking off the challenge tomorrow October 1st. &amp;nbsp;I challenge all of you to do the same, trust me its worth it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-2868247338422542421?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/2868247338422542421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/09/30-day-challenge-2010-edition.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2868247338422542421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2868247338422542421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/09/30-day-challenge-2010-edition.html' title='The 30 Day Challenge 2010 Edition!!!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/TKTqMb0HA6I/AAAAAAAAAF0/Av6L1odAg0s/s72-c/couple16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-8261693489486026799</id><published>2010-09-11T20:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T21:14:45.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know what to title this</title><content type='html'>Wow, has it really been a month since Sarah or I have posted anything here? Well, we're still around, having crazy good sex almost nightly but nothing really to talk about on here. While our sex has been great, to the readers it would probably be pretty boring.&lt;div&gt;So for my topic tonight - if you have read through our blog you have seen me mention that I have only been with Sarah, no one else. And when I say I've only been with Sarah, that means everything pretty much...no one else has ever given me an orgasm. Never a handjob, blowjob, anything. Now I can't say that I haven't had my opportunities, not many but some and for whatever reason I didn't take them. Probably more accurate of a way to describe it is that I didn't know how to take things farther so I basically pussed out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure most of you are thinking that I'm probably dying to know what it's like to be with someone else. Well, maybe I'm crazy, pussy whipped or just a little different but I really am not. I can't say that I haven't wondered, I have...sometimes more than others. But really, it's just not that big of a deal to me. Honestly, (this may sound a little corny) I think that it's pretty neat that Sarah is the only one to ever know me on an intimate level, it just ads one more bit of uniqueness to our relationship. I think I may be a little out of place to say this because I don't have experience to go off of but don't all pussies feel just about the same? I mean women have the same anatomy, sure there's slight differences from person to person but in the end, isn't it just a wet hole that stretches to wrap around a cock during sex? I understand there are other differences; body size, breast size, body shape, movement, emotional, and level of passion to name a few. Those may play a role in arousal but in the actual physical feel aspect of intercourse, is there really much of a difference? I can't imagine there would be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really think that no matter how crazy, sexy, good another woman is in bed, for me, no one would be able to compare to Sarah. The experience she has with me, the deep emotional bond that we have for each other and the passion that is fed by that bond would make it impossible for anyone else to match. I love the choices I have made in my life, I have never once regretted marrying my first love, I have never regretted not taking the opportunities presented to me before Sarah and I am 100% confident that I can live the rest of my life without knowing what sex is like with anyone else besides my perfect wife!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-8261693489486026799?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/8261693489486026799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-dont-know-what-to-title-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/8261693489486026799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/8261693489486026799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-dont-know-what-to-title-this.html' title='I don&apos;t know what to title this'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-2451275164194982551</id><published>2010-08-12T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T19:22:00.366-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reader questions'/><title type='text'>Reader Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;We have&amp;nbsp;received&amp;nbsp;a couple questions from readers via e-mails in the past few weeks and I have had every intention of answering them quickly but life has had us running ragged lately!! Our only free time these days is after the kids are in bed and I'm sure you can guess what we have been up to, which has been far more satisfying than sitting on the internet typing blog posts ;-) Anyhow&amp;nbsp;here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;What positions did you guys use while pregnant? I'm 25 weeks along and its been really hard to find a comfy position for me. Which is frustrating thanks to pregnancy hormones! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you have any advice that would be SO awesome and greaty appreciated!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Having been through pregnancy 3 times (which equals 27 months of glorious pregnant sex) I would say that I have a lot of experience in this area! &amp;nbsp;My favorite position when pregnant has always been doggy style while using a vibrator on my clit. &amp;nbsp;I always pile up a huge stack of pillows to rest my upper body on and let him have at it! &amp;nbsp;Another good one for when you are just too tired to get your giant body up and moving is to do it in the spooning position again with either a vibrator or manual&amp;nbsp;stimulation&amp;nbsp;on the clit. &amp;nbsp;When all else failed and I just couldn't get comfortable enough to enjoy myself then John would take care of me by using his hands while sucking on my ultra sensitive pregnant nipples, that always worked like a charm. &amp;nbsp;Of course everyone is different so what is good for me may not work out for you but whatever you do DON'T GIVE UP SEX while pregnant (unless of course your doctor orders you to!). &amp;nbsp;Its good for your relationship, relaxes you and makes you feel good, and best of all keeps that vagina nice and toned and ready for delivery!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I was wondering my wife has said on occasion she wonders what other couples are like having sex...what do they do and such. So I wonder if you all would ever just want to watch another couple have sex (not in the porn sense but an actual couple) someone you might know someone you might not.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just watching nothing more. Myself I like the whole idea and might actually be willing to do it but my wife and I are sort of at this well who and would you be more comfortable watching someone you know or someone you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the same debate about threesome/foursome...is it easier to engage with someone you know or someone you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pennies for your thoughts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;We have talked about this extensively but have zero experience with it. John would love this sort of thing, he is pretty&amp;nbsp;voyeuristic. &amp;nbsp;A couple years ago we were staying at a motel and while walking by other room's windows we noticed a couple having sex with their blinds open. &amp;nbsp;He thought it was hot but it made me feel uncomfortable, sex is such a private act that I feel wrong for looking! &amp;nbsp;I am not much into porn either, most of it either grosses me out or makes me giggle. So to answer your question - John would be up for it, I would not. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In my deepest darkest fantasies I would rather everyone participate equally with each other so no one is feeling like they are putting on a show and everyone is enjoying each other. &amp;nbsp;But that my friends is for fantasy only, at least until my 40's when I hit my midlife crisis, just kidding, ha ha!! :-) &amp;nbsp;About it being someone you know A.W.K.W.A.R.D.! And someone you don't know, ewwwwww diseases!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I hope that answers your questions, keep 'em coming and we will try our best to get them answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-2451275164194982551?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/2451275164194982551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/08/reader-questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2451275164194982551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2451275164194982551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/08/reader-questions.html' title='Reader Questions'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-1347870014861268785</id><published>2010-08-09T10:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T10:13:28.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex tips'/><title type='text'>Compromise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TGA2iCjHltI/AAAAAAAAAG0/De6YUbiV6OY/s1600/scales-of-justice2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TGA2iCjHltI/AAAAAAAAAG0/De6YUbiV6OY/s320/scales-of-justice2.jpg" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's my next sex tip. Actually, it's more of a relationship tip because it's not just tied to sex. When you are with someone it's&amp;nbsp;inevitable that opinions, desires and expectations are going to differ. That doesn't mean that one partner is right or wrong. So how do you work through these issues? It's all about compromise! No one person should have to sacrifice what they want because it's not what their partner wants. When you enter into a relationship it should be the goal of each partner to do everything they can to meet in the middle! One partner wants sex everyday, the other wants it once a week, compromise on 3 or 4 times a week. One partner wants to go to a movie once a week and the other wants to go once a month, compromise on every other week and so on and so forth. Nobody should have to change who they are because of someone else, you fell in love with you're partner because of who they are, not to change them. And sure the scales are going to tip more in one direction than the other from time to time but if each of you are making an equal effort everything will balance out in the end. So embrace they're desires, strive your best to satisfy their needs and in return, they will be more willing to go out of their way to allow you to be the person you are!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-1347870014861268785?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/1347870014861268785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/08/compromise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/1347870014861268785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/1347870014861268785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/08/compromise.html' title='Compromise'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TGA2iCjHltI/AAAAAAAAAG0/De6YUbiV6OY/s72-c/scales-of-justice2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-497603386346990238</id><published>2010-08-07T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T09:05:33.422-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='threesome'/><title type='text'>The Perfect Threesome</title><content type='html'>Yeah yeah, I know everyone is saying "not another threesome post"! The reason I'm posting this is that my ideas have changed somewhat on this whole topic. And honestly, it's more for Sarah to read than it is anything else. The IDEA of pretty much any kind of threesome is hot as hell to me. When I'm looking for porn to jack off to that is the first thing I search out. When Sarah is giving me head, many of those times I imagine another guy there fucking her as she's blowing me. A lot of times during doggy style I'll imagine that Sarah is eating out some hot girl. I could go on and on about the scenarios where I imagine a threesome, there are plenty.&lt;br /&gt;A good 3 months ago I was talking to Sarah about my fantasy of her getting fucked while she blows me. Her response was why can't you just enjoy it as a fantasy, something hot to think about and leave it at that. Since then I have been doing a lot of thinking. I had always figured that if I thought something was hot it would be even hotter to do in real life. This has been the case for all my fantasies I've lived out with Sarah and I so I guess that is what made me think that it would be the same for my threesome fantasies as well. Since Sarah told me that I have really been reevaluating my whole threesome fantasies.&lt;br /&gt;When I would talk about these fantasies with Sarah my whole mindset was what I thought I would be okay with in real life. Take for example the threesome with another guy. In my head it has been hot as hell for a long time. I would think about all the stuff I would be okay with and only let myself fantasize about those things. I'm fairly confident that I would be okay with Sarah in doggy style position getting fucked while she blew me. That's it, I wouldn't be okay with anything else at all. I wouldn't like to see a guy licking her, fingering her, touching her boobs, her blowing him and above all else them kissing. Well, how practical is that scenario to really happen just like that? I would say not very.&amp;nbsp;Since Sarah told me to just enjoy it as a thought, I'm not restricted to think about what I would be okay with in real life and what I wouldn't, if something seems hot to me in the moment I can just imagine it's happening and it doesn't matter what it is because nobody can get hurt from my thoughts! So, me realizing that and just keeping these fantasies in my head and between Sarah and I have opened up a whole new fun world of fantasies. There have actually been a few times that I have imagined Sarah giving a blowjob while I was fucking her and the thought of that got me off quick. And I know it's safe because it's just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah on the other hand has began to think that seeing me with another woman would be hot. She is now able to share these types of things with me because she knows that I understand now that it's only fantasy. We joke around with each other about swinging and stuff because we both think it's hot to imagine each other with someone else but it's all out of fun, not hey, we should do this. Sarah jokes around now and then that we should find a woman to blow me or for her to have sex with me and it's just fun. I know it's not what she really wants, it's just something that turns her on to think about.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I've realized is that the chances of us being able to live out these fantasies exactly how we think is hot and with what we'd be okay with is pretty much zero to none. Bringing in another person that isn't familiar with our relationship, the deep&amp;nbsp;in-depth conversations that Sarah and I have had and the fact that this other person would have feelings and desires and such would make it so difficult to keep our "rules" from getting broken. Then if you want to go back to the two guy threesome scenario, me looking over Sarah's head as she's blowing me and seeing another dude's face there knowing that his dick is in my wife would not be hot in real life. Honestly, it would probably be quite the boner killer for me. So the reason I titled this post the perfect threesome is because Sarah and I have the perfect threesome quite frequently, it's in our heads. We control exactly what happens, what the other person looks like, etc. Real life in this situation couldn't possibly be as hot as the perfect scenarios we imagine in our heads and that we share with each other.&lt;br /&gt;And finally the disclaimer- I have no way to see the future so I can't say if any of these fantasies will ever play out in real life, my best guess is no. But if somehow the perfect situation arises and Sarah and I decide to make this leap and actually do it I at least know that we have all the ground work laid. We each know each other's rules, turn ons, etc. and our relationship is pretty much bullet proof so I know that if we did do something that regardless of the outcome we would be fine as a couple. But I also realize that none of this stuff is anywhere near likely to happen and honestly, I'm loving the talking about it and fantasizing about it that we do alone and together. The fantasy threesomes we are having are absolutely perfect!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-497603386346990238?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/497603386346990238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/08/perfect-threesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/497603386346990238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/497603386346990238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/08/perfect-threesome.html' title='The Perfect Threesome'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-3035045030074609721</id><published>2010-07-26T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T16:15:54.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Normal???</title><content type='html'>The last couple weeks haven't left Sarah and I the opportunity to have our usual screaming wild sex that we're used to. Well, it may be considered tame to most but for us, considering our first 10 years together, we have been having some hot wild sex. Anyway, our circumstances didn't allow us that for the past couple weeks so there hasn't been much to talk about on here. Unfortunately during this time Sarah was ovulating which is by far her horniest time of the month. On the plus side that did lead to some pretty hot fucking out in the forest hanging out her car door in the middle of the day and we have been having sex but it's been very restrained. So now everything is back to normal in our lives so I'm sure we'll have more to tell about soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-3035045030074609721?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/3035045030074609721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/07/back-to-normal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/3035045030074609721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/3035045030074609721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/07/back-to-normal.html' title='Back to Normal???'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-6867465554364743028</id><published>2010-07-05T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T11:55:02.276-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anal'/><title type='text'>Book Review - The Ultimate Guide To Anal Sex For Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/TDIpqlVbp1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/-YqJRXFHi2E/s1600/The+Ultimate+Guide+to+Anal+Sex+for+Women,+2nd+Edition+(9781573442213)++Tristan+Taormino++Books.htm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/TDIpqlVbp1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/-YqJRXFHi2E/s400/The+Ultimate+Guide+to+Anal+Sex+for+Women,+2nd+Edition+(9781573442213)++Tristan+Taormino++Books.htm.jpg" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of John's biggest fantasies is to put it very bluntly- to fuck my ass. &amp;nbsp;We have had two attempts in the past; once after a little drinking where we barely got it in and did not continue, and once when I was pregnant and although we managed for him to finish, it did not feel at all good to me. &amp;nbsp;It honestly felt like I was going to the bathroom with every thrust out, which is not what I want to feel while having sex! Because I am such a good and loving wife and want nothing more than to please my husband I bought the book The Ultimate Guide to Anal Sex for Women by Tristan Taormino. &amp;nbsp;The book was really informative and gives lots of helpful tips on how to really enjoy anal sex. &amp;nbsp;I did skip over a few chapters though, those on butt bondage and BDSM and all things butt freaky which are so not my thing! The rest of the book was awesome and helpful though. One of the biggest things is if you want it to feel good, you have to want it for you and not for anyone else, so I am definitely working on that as well as any&amp;nbsp;psychological&amp;nbsp;road blocks I have with enjoying it. &amp;nbsp;I also now realize that it is a very slow process working up to anal sex and that I need to feel comfortable and pleasurable at each and every stage. &amp;nbsp;The other night I finally allowed John to live out a very big fantasy of his which was licking my ass. &amp;nbsp;I took a long hot shower and made sure everything was very very clean and told him he could have one lick and that is all! &amp;nbsp;It actually ended up feeling kind of good and so I allowed a little more than one lick and let him do it again the next night! &amp;nbsp;I am not sure why I am so squeamish with all things anal, but I am starting to open up to the idea that it could actually be worth doing. Until then I will let him put a pinky up there occasional and maybe have a few licks. &amp;nbsp;Me blogging about anal sex is at this point to be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-6867465554364743028?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/6867465554364743028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/07/book-review-ultimate-guide-to-anal-sex.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6867465554364743028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6867465554364743028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/07/book-review-ultimate-guide-to-anal-sex.html' title='Book Review - The Ultimate Guide To Anal Sex For Women'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/TDIpqlVbp1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/-YqJRXFHi2E/s72-c/The+Ultimate+Guide+to+Anal+Sex+for+Women,+2nd+Edition+(9781573442213)++Tristan+Taormino++Books.htm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-4303899134113928113</id><published>2010-07-04T10:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T11:11:35.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anti-sex culture'/><title type='text'>Happy 4th!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TDDKEJ4UaxI/AAAAAAAAAGs/9QkSUBTHg1M/s1600/Flag+flying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TDDKEJ4UaxI/AAAAAAAAAGs/9QkSUBTHg1M/s400/Flag+flying.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490110118485060370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!!! 234 years ago today America declared it's independence from Britain. But are we really all that independent? In most aspects of life we are, this for the most part a great country to live in. But this blog being about sex, I want to know when we as a people are going to declare our independence from the crap Judeo-Christian believes about sex! For whatever reason our right of freedom of religious belief doesn't give us freedom from religious influence! And that influence is ingrained in us from such a young age regardless of religious believes by crazy anti-sex conservatives (I can bash them because for the most part I'm conservative, well registered republican and very fiscally conservative, socially I've become pretty liberal in the past few years) who declare that every kind of sex is wrong unless you're married and don't do anything but penis in vagina intercourse. Meanwhile a large majority of them are out fucking little boys or getting caught in an airport bathroom seeking gay sex! So I say for today, to celebrate us being independent, go give some head, lick some pussy, have some anal sex and live up the fact that we can fuck however the fuck we want to!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-4303899134113928113?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/4303899134113928113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-4th.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4303899134113928113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4303899134113928113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-4th.html' title='Happy 4th!!!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TDDKEJ4UaxI/AAAAAAAAAGs/9QkSUBTHg1M/s72-c/Flag+flying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-5426853676685697172</id><published>2010-07-04T09:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T22:36:48.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreplay'/><title type='text'>More on Chore-Play</title><content type='html'>I stand behind my original post about &lt;a href="http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/02/sex-tips-for-men.html"&gt;chore-play&lt;/a&gt; 100% but because of some things I read on a message board recently I think I need to clarify and elaborate a little more on this tip. Chore-play is not "earning" sex, it's not a bartering tool, it's not to guilt the woman into having sex with you. On that message board I read something where a couple of guys said that was how it seemed to them.&lt;br /&gt;If you look at sex as a rewards-based system them you're fucking selfish and you need to learn a lot about relationships and women. Sex is a passionate, loving way to express love between two people (or more, if that's what you're into) and sometimes it's just an animalistic urge for each other. Either way, it's not a tool! It's not something that should be used for leverage, that takes all the fun out of it and almost objectifies the people involved. The person you're in a relationship with should never be looked at as an object.&lt;br /&gt;The way women (most of them I'm sure anyway) look at chore-play is that it shows them that they are loved and cared about! If you can go out of your way, take time away from what you want to do to help your woman with stuff that she needs to do (and let's face it guys, those messes are probably more ours than hers anyway) then that is going to make her feel loved. Then if you want to look at from the standpoint of parents, in most households Mom does the majority of the childcare, I know there are exceptions to that, so if she's too tired or burned out for sex, letting her sit down and relax for half an hour while you clean the kitchen after dinner or whatever it may be might just give her enough time to relax and be a woman instead of 24/7 as a mom and housekeeper and that in itself may be enough to make her want sex.&lt;br /&gt;Women and men are so different sexually and there is such a huge disconnect between them. Men can be in the worst mood ever, see a tit and be ready to go. Women are so much in their heads! They need to feel loved most of all! They need to feel like you care about them for more than sex. They need to be warmed up to sex with love and giving from you. So it's not earning sex to help with housework, it's showing your wonderful woman that you appreciate her for more than what she does between the sheets!&lt;br /&gt;Then if you want to look at selfishly, it feels so good to be appreciated! It feels so good to see your woman look at you with that wonderful look of love in her eyes. It feels so good to know that what you're doing is easing the burden from the one person that you love so much! Sure I hate the actual work. I come home from working 10 hours and all I want to do is sit on my ass and not move but when I'm done and see how happy and grateful Sarah is for what I've done for her it makes it so worth it!&lt;br /&gt;Relationships take work. It's so easy to sit there and say I love you so much but when you don't back it up with actions it really does mean all that much. I have to say it, actions speak louder than words. As cliche as that saying is, it's still very true! So stop being selfish and thinking I shouldn't have to work that hard for sex. Look at it as the fact that you're in a relationship and you want to work that hard to show the woman you care so much about that she is loved by you so much that you want to do everything you can to please her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-5426853676685697172?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/5426853676685697172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-on-chore-play.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/5426853676685697172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/5426853676685697172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-on-chore-play.html' title='More on Chore-Play'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-8343209805575909021</id><published>2010-07-01T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T20:33:25.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jizz In My Pants - This song is worth your time listening to!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/4pXfHLUlZf4/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4pXfHLUlZf4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4pXfHLUlZf4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-8343209805575909021?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/8343209805575909021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/07/jizz-in-my-pants-this-song-is-worth_01.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/8343209805575909021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/8343209805575909021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/07/jizz-in-my-pants-this-song-is-worth_01.html' title='Jizz In My Pants - This song is worth your time listening to!!!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-530396862745558076</id><published>2010-06-30T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T21:45:50.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral'/><title type='text'>Rimming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TCwWcO3FjvI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ohG6AyWRkVM/s1600/haha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TCwWcO3FjvI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ohG6AyWRkVM/s1600/haha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sarah and I have talked extensively about anal play, I'll admit it, my idea. This has been one of my biggest fantasies for the past few years. After a couple failed attempts at anal sex we decided we would do some research before attempting it again. One of the most important things that we found is that anal play doesn't have to include penetration. In fact, playing around back there with fingers, toys etc. is the best way to become more comfortable with the whole idea of anal sex. So that's what we've been doing, slowly introducing new aspects of anal play into our routine occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night was the beginning of our next adventures in anal play. I have been close to begging Sarah to allow me just a little lick on the back door for the past several months. Sunday was the night I guess you could say she gave in. She took a shower and we had planned for me to eat her out so I figured that was the reason for her wanting to shower. I was so excited to go down on her that I was sitting on our bed waiting for her to finish. She came out and told me, "you can have one lick"! I was in complete shock and I don't know that it quite registered. Finally I realized what she was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;We started with a little fingering of her vagina, then to some cunnilingus. After a minute of that she flipped over and got in the doggy style position. I about lost it when I saw her gorgeous ass right there in front of me knowing that I was going to get to lick it! I spent a few seconds on her clit and then licked my way up until my face was between her cheeks! I didn't know what to expect, if there would be a taste, a feel or anything. The taste was just like licking any other skin on her body and the feel of it against my tongue was barely anything, I think it actually took me a second to figure out if my tongue was actually there.&lt;br /&gt;So with that description I'm sure it seems like it was no big deal. It was a huge deal!!! It turned me on probably as much as anything has ever turned me on before. I don't even really know how to explain it. I know it was the realization that I was actually doing it, I know it was the feel of Sarah's smooth, beautiful, round butt cheeks on my cheeks and my only other guess was that it was just the whole taboo-ness of the whole situation.&lt;br /&gt;I lingered a little longer than a lick but I didn't want to push my luck too bad so I went back down to her vagina and clit (analingus to cunnilingus is safe as long as there is not any anal penetration. At least that's what Sarah read in a book about anal sex that she will be reviewing here as soon as she gets the time). While I was licking Sarah's ass I was rubbing her clit with my thumb and I kind of got the sense that Sarah didn't mind all that too much. I couldn't help but ask her for another lick which she agreed to! The second was just as hot if not more so because this time I knew what to expect and could focus on what was happening rather than trying to figure everything out.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah told me that it actually felt kind of nice!!! That was probably the biggest shock of the whole thing! Sarah has always been so timid and almost grossed out at even the mention of anal play yet she at least somewhat enjoyed being licked!&lt;br /&gt;We tried it again last night and for me, it was just as hot as the first time. For Sarah, I still don't know what she thought of it but she let me spend a little more time back there so I'm pretty sure that she was at least okay with it!&lt;br /&gt;As much as I loved it, this is something I want to keep feeling new for a while so I don't know that it's something we'll be doing frequently. Plus it requires Sarah taking a shower in the evening which isn't something that works out well for several reasons. So my hope is to keep it in the mix, something taboo for us to turn to when we just want to have that dirty animal sex, which in all honesty has been rather frequent since October! But this is&amp;nbsp;definitely something to experience! Especially if you worship your woman's ass like I do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-530396862745558076?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/530396862745558076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/06/rimming.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/530396862745558076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/530396862745558076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/06/rimming.html' title='Rimming'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TCwWcO3FjvI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ohG6AyWRkVM/s72-c/haha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-6373192534759964003</id><published>2010-06-15T20:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T21:08:32.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Opening Up</title><content type='html'>Thanks for the question Steph. For all of you who haven't read Steph's comment here it is:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What finally made you open up to her? I have been with my boyfriend for 5 years we now have two children under 2 so I know our relationship will get better lol but I feel like he's always holding back. And I just don't know how to break down that wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;For me it was really almost selfishness. After our first child was born I was pretty much instantly infatuated by Sarah lactating. I was so turned on by the idea but was terrified to tell her. Then when Sarah was pregnant with our second I swore to myself everyday that I would tell her about my desire to try her breast milk. Again, I pussied out. I thought about it all the time how I regretted not telling her about my fantasy and about 6 months after she was done nursing our second I finally had enough of holding it in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; line-height: 18px; "&gt;The only reason I can think of for not telling her was I was horrified of her judging me, I couldn't stand the thought of her thinking I was some weirdo. Around the time I finally told her I was working alone everyday about an hour away from our house. One day I just thought to myself, am I going to live the rest of my fucking life like this, not being able to tell Sarah how I feel and missing out on my opportunities to try things that I wanted to try so bad. I spent the whole day thinking about it and then said fuck it, I'm telling her. I had it all planned out how I would bring it up and what I would say about it. I decided that I would tell her over the phone on my hour long drive home that day. I figured the phone would be easier because I wouldn't have to look her in the face as I was telling her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; line-height: 18px; "&gt;I left work and called Sarah. It took me half an hour or so to grow the balls to bring it up. When I started talking I freaked out about it. Since I had already started talking Sarah made me finish. It felt like 1000 pounds was instantly lifted off my shoulders when I finally said it. The split second it took for Sarah to respond seemed like an eternity. I was expecting something like, EWWW are you serious. Instead her immediate response was okay, I kind of thought that you wanted that anyway, why did it take you so long to tell me. She told me that I would get to try it after our next baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Sarah's completely accepting response, her very loving willingness to try something that I wanted so badly and all of it without her even flinching gave me the confidence that I am not going to be judged by her. Once I was able to see that compassion that Sarah had I knew that I could tell her anything, which I started to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; line-height: 18px; "&gt;The crazy thing, Sarah never gave me any reason to believe that she would judge me for a fetish that I had. All my fears were completely manifested in my head. She has always told me everything but it was just my complete fear of being judged that held me back. I felt like I was dirty and disgusting for wanting that and even after telling Sarah about it it took a lot of talking to Sarah about it and reading stories online about how common it is before I started  to feel comfortable about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; font-size: medium;"&gt;Now about getting your boyfriend to open up to you, I don't know that there's a magic answer for that. My guess would be that if he's holding anything back it's because he's afraid that he'll be judged by you. My best advice would be to be completely open with him and to not pass judgement (at least to him) about stories you hear or things that you see unless it's a positive reaction that you have. If he sees that you don't pass judgement on others maybe that would give him some confidence that you won't pass judgement on him. Aside from that I really can't think of anything else. It may just take time. Sarah and I had been together for 8 1/2-9 years by the time I finally opened up to her. Everyone is different and grow at their own pace. Good luck to you! I'm sure that you know this but once you can be completely honest with each other you will never be closer. And it is so wonderful to have a person that you can feel that bonded with and trust that much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-6373192534759964003?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/6373192534759964003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/06/opening-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6373192534759964003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6373192534759964003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/06/opening-up.html' title='Opening Up'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-6082463987796236123</id><published>2010-06-13T21:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T21:43:54.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='period sex'/><title type='text'>Period Sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TBWyhRvVNiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/TylDyoxalKY/s1600/why-we-menstruate.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TBWyhRvVNiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/TylDyoxalKY/s320/why-we-menstruate.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482484406160799266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah's been extremely busy with a project she has going on so that's why I'm carrying the brunt of the load lately on our blog. We were asked by a reader about our opinions of period sex.  Even though Sarah's busy she does want to post about this so I'll leave all her opinions for her to write about and just give you my thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care!!! Period sex doesn't bother me one bit! It feels the same, which is amazing and I can go wash off when we're done. I don't know if it's just because of my extreme horniness or what but I just see it as part of life, and life doesn't stop just because of menstruation. To be honest with you, if Sarah was okay with it and would enjoy it I would go down on her during those few days provided she kept a tampon in. In the book "She Comes First" the author recommends that as a way to accomplish oral sex during that time of the month. I haven't done it but I'm pretty sure I really wouldn't care. Now I don't want any blood in my mouth, that kind of grosses me out but that's about my only limit. Maybe I'm blessed with my inability to smell too. I don't notice any difference in Sarah's smell when she's on her period either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have had sex plenty of times while Sarah is on her period. Usually we'll just throw down a towel for good measure. There have been several times that we haven't, whether it be heat of the moment, she didn't know she was starting, she thought she was done or just some random bleeding. What we've found for these times is hydrogen peroxide. It works miracles! Just pour a little bit on the blood spot and dab it up with a rag or towel. You don't need to scrub or anything, it works great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically, menstruation is part of Sarah and I take her for absolutely everything she is, including that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-6082463987796236123?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/6082463987796236123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/06/period-sex.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6082463987796236123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6082463987796236123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/06/period-sex.html' title='Period Sex'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TBWyhRvVNiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/TylDyoxalKY/s72-c/why-we-menstruate.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-974496197856250994</id><published>2010-06-12T20:46:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T21:08:19.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>What Sets Sarah and I Apart From Other Couples</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TBWrGfNDf5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/inZFbRyaFmw/s1600/Couple_in_love_by_fajridet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TBWrGfNDf5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/inZFbRyaFmw/s400/Couple_in_love_by_fajridet.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482476249337266066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I'm assuming too much because I don't know any other couples as intimately as Sarah and I obviously but I believe that we're closer than most couples are. I don't know where I get my ideas of what a "typical" couple is like but I just imagine it being almost more of a business deal rather than a passionate and emotional attachment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel blessed that Sarah and I are as close as we are. We haven't always been that way though. We've been close since we started dating, more so in the beginning than in years 4 through 10 but even during those times I consider us not being all that close we were still very strong and in love as a couple. That six year period I equate to what a "typical" couple is like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously in the beginning there was a lot of passion, as there is with any new relationship. Then that passion fades into normal, almost mundane life as we drift along the same path. I've been thinking a lot for the past few days what it was that made me feel like we were almost just drifting along together. I think it was mostly me. I have always had little kinks and weirdnesses about me. I have always been afraid to share these openly with Sarah. Maybe it was the fear of being judged by her or rejected, I don't know. What I do know is that I didn't completely give myself to her. I kept my guard up slightly, just enough to make me feel like I was still a little protected. Not being able to completely be everything that I really was made me a little selfish. I didn't help nearly as much as I could have or should have. I had my role in our relationship and Sarah had hers. We didn't venture across those lines to help each other out, we just stuck to our arrangement. I know this caused Sarah to, lets say resent slightly for lack of a better word, me. I didn't give her the attention that she nor our relationship deserved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to wonder why we had sex so infrequently. Infrequent to me is 1-3 times per week. I would blame it on hormonal birth control, stress from taking care of very young children, being tired and just about anything else I could think of as long as it wasn't me. Now that I'm sitting here looking back on it it seems so obvious to me. We were so stuck in our routine and I did nothing about it to make Sarah feel like she was special. And women are so different than men, men feel special by getting fucked, women need to feel special and appreciated before they will fuck. Kind of a catch 22 but that's just the way we are so we need to figure out how to work with it rather than against it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learned how to work with it. First off, I let myself go and bared my whole soul to Sarah. I told her every detailed thought about myself that I had been so scared to tell her for so many years. This started with my sexual kinks and once those were out of the way it just lead to such an open and honest conversational ability overall.  Next, I went out of my way to help her out. I wanted to do everything I could to show Sarah that she was appreciated and that I loved her as much as I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These two simple steps is all that it took for Sarah and I to be that couple that is so madly in love at the end of every romantic movie. I do have to give credit where it's due. Sarah decided to partake in the 30 day challenge and me stepping up was because I wanted to let her know how much I appreciate her for what she was doing for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since all this has happened we have been inseparable. Financial problems are the number one cause of marital problems and we have plenty of those thanks to the economy. But even through thick and thin we are there for each other and each of us knows how much we are loved by the other. This makes all of life's other trouble seem almost trivial. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this complete open, honest and accepting relationship that we have coupled by our absolute desire to make the other one happy and satisfied is what set's us apart. Without that I think we would just be drifting along life's path side by side but just carried by the same current. Relationships take ungodly amounts of work and we both put that effort in each and every day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-974496197856250994?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/974496197856250994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-sets-sarah-and-i-apart-from-other.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/974496197856250994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/974496197856250994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-sets-sarah-and-i-apart-from-other.html' title='What Sets Sarah and I Apart From Other Couples'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TBWrGfNDf5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/inZFbRyaFmw/s72-c/Couple_in_love_by_fajridet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-9032618133431377565</id><published>2010-06-11T19:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:29:52.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexual Tension!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TBLw-a1ikQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/is1OdC1x120/s1600/0320090072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TBLw-a1ikQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/is1OdC1x120/s320/0320090072.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481708651609755906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah and I have had a rare 2 nights in a row without sex. Now, according to her, she thinks she is starting to ovulate. When she ovulates she becomes nearly as horny as me! Seeing Sarah this horny drives me wild!!! I don't know what it is but I can just tell that she's horny without her saying a word to me. I don't know if it's a look she has or a smell that I'm noticing subconsciously but usually I'm right. Then when she walks up to me and grabs my cock I know my instincts were right. That's all been happening since I came home from work today. &lt;div&gt;I love all the groping and bending over in front of me and Sarah walking around in a tight shirt with no bra so I can see her erect nipples but I have self control issues when I'm being teased like this. With 3 children wondering around us it's not quite appropriate to do the things that I almost instinctually NEED to do to her. Tonight I had to walk away from Sarah to be able to control myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I would do if there weren't children around is pick her up, throw her on the counter and have my favorite desert! Then I get this thought in my head and it's all I can think about doing so I become completely useless for the rest of the day, or at least until the kids are asleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know Sarah loves this kind of play, me, not so much! I play along as much as I can because it builds things up for Sarah but tonight I'm having a lot of difficulty doing it. I think tonight has four or five orgasms in store between Sarah and I so at least I have that thought to help me make it through! So I'm going to go take a cold shower to try to make it until tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-9032618133431377565?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/9032618133431377565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/06/sexual-tension.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/9032618133431377565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/9032618133431377565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/06/sexual-tension.html' title='Sexual Tension!!!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TBLw-a1ikQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/is1OdC1x120/s72-c/0320090072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-5133323803266618015</id><published>2010-06-08T22:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T06:25:42.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anal'/><title type='text'>Fight &amp; Sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TA8nfipsvmI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Gxy7jjPjBgM/s1600/couple-fighting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TA8nfipsvmI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Gxy7jjPjBgM/s320/couple-fighting.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, today Sarah and I experienced both. While I was at work something came up that was a pretty big deal to me and Sarah didn't see it that way. Needless to say we spent 3 hours yelling, ending phone calls out of anger, texting back and forth and all that fun stuff. I was feeling very disregarded because I felt like after 11+ years Sarah should have known how big of a deal this issue was to me. Embarrassing enough to say, I was the main cause of the argument dragging out as long as it did. I couldn't let it go. Sarah took the high road and apologized for not seeing this the same way I did and eventually I calmed down enough to be civil. See, we aren't some super couple that gets along perfectly all the time, we have a few problems just like everyone else. I think that what sets us apart is the fact that neither of us hold grudges. We both hate being mad at each other so we work hard to find a resolution as quick as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TA8pa62SV6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/IFknxKa4gSM/s1600/pd_sex_070731_ms.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TA8pa62SV6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/IFknxKa4gSM/s1600/pd_sex_070731_ms.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't know if it's the argument or what but we had some pretty hot sex afterwards! When we started out things weren't working out all that great for Sarah so we went back to foreplay. Actually, truth be told, I rushed through the foreplay so I think Sarah just wasn't quite ready. Sarah was enjoying the foreplay when we went back to it so much that she offered up the butt for my finger! This is a very rare occurrence but when it happens it turns me on so much! Sarah had her first orgasm like this before we went back to sex. The sex was incredible!!! We both were so into it! We finished with a simultaneous orgasm which always intensifies it, for me at least!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it was the fact that this was make up sex or maybe it was a little bit of hostility left over that made it somewhat of an anger fuck but whatever it was that was the best way we possibly could have made up! So now I'm going to go cuddle with my gorgeous wife!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-5133323803266618015?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/5133323803266618015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/06/fight-or-sex.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/5133323803266618015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/5133323803266618015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/06/fight-or-sex.html' title='Fight &amp; Sex'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TA8nfipsvmI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Gxy7jjPjBgM/s72-c/couple-fighting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-1742184417095281282</id><published>2010-05-31T20:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T20:24:39.843-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral'/><title type='text'>I LOVE TO EAT PUSSY!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TAR9VMicNjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-7FFOeBJVmw/s1600/Cunnilingus-Is-Next-To-Godliness--Religious-god-Tshirts-cunnilingus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TAR9VMicNjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-7FFOeBJVmw/s400/Cunnilingus-Is-Next-To-Godliness--Religious-god-Tshirts-cunnilingus.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After waiting a long, long time for some issues to be resolved, I got to eat pussy again!!! I think it's been a couple of times in the last couple of days and damn do I love it!!! Not only is the whole premise hot as hell, looking up and seeing my gorgeous wife from that angle is such a huge turn on!!! I crave the taste as much as I do my favorite foods! And then to feel Sarah's soft thighs against my cheeks is just heaven!!! I almost think that I like it too much because I get so turned on by going down on Sarah that I'm only able to manage for maybe 15 minutes before I feel like I'm about to explode with excitement and have to stick it in! So here's to eating pussy, the best desert in the whole world!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-1742184417095281282?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/1742184417095281282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-love-to-eat-pussy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/1742184417095281282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/1742184417095281282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-love-to-eat-pussy.html' title='I LOVE TO EAT PUSSY!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/TAR9VMicNjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-7FFOeBJVmw/s72-c/Cunnilingus-Is-Next-To-Godliness--Religious-god-Tshirts-cunnilingus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-2695723283746564860</id><published>2010-05-25T16:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T21:44:32.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Intimate Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S_ynBncvdLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/5-1_kZWkqdQ/s1600/foot_massage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S_ynBncvdLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/5-1_kZWkqdQ/s320/foot_massage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475434893186921650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Sarah and I started out with our nightly ritual of watching some TV before retiring to the bedroom for some lovin'. We got to bed and started to kiss and caress each other as we normally do as a nice build up to the actual event. I worked my way down to Sarah's vagina and pretty much as soon as I touched her she cringed in pain.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah has been suffering from a yeast infection caused by her taking antibiotics for the past week. Up until last night it has been tolerable enough for her to have sex and enjoy it but last night I guess it was intensified. Her first reaction as soon as I moved my hand from her was to lower herself down and start a blowjob. As much as I wanted her and wanted to cum I couldn't let her do it. We were both so horny and craving each other but I would have just felt horrible to have her do all that work to get me off and then get nothing in return for it. Plus she had told me a couple days ago that giving me a bj turns her on so she doesn't like to do it when she can't have hers.&lt;br /&gt;After laying next to each other frustrated for a few minutes we decided to head back to the living room to finish our show we were watching. We cuddled for a few minutes and then just naturally without even talking about it started to rub each other's feet. It was very bonding and intimate to do to each other. Even though we both wanted each other so bad this was definitely a nice consolation. Our night wound up still being wonderful, for me at least, I know Sarah was miserable from her yeast infection. It was all very intimate though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-2695723283746564860?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/2695723283746564860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/intimate-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2695723283746564860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2695723283746564860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/intimate-night.html' title='An Intimate Night'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S_ynBncvdLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/5-1_kZWkqdQ/s72-c/foot_massage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-693744246473167090</id><published>2010-05-24T15:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T08:43:44.590-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Missing out on life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S_sDKWIcegI/AAAAAAAAAFg/6EmaM692qbk/s1600/holding+hands.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S_sDKWIcegI/AAAAAAAAAFg/6EmaM692qbk/s320/holding+hands.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There is this misconception out there that people who marry young and/or have children at a young age are somehow missing out on life. &amp;nbsp;Sure I missed out on somebody else's version of life, but for me this is it, this is &lt;i&gt;my&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;life and I am living it everyday! &amp;nbsp;Sure I would have like to experience having some great career before settling down, or living as a single woman in some high rise building in&amp;nbsp;Manhattan, or joining the Peace Corps helping starving kids in Africa, or traveling to Paris and having a romantic summer fling with a French guy name Pierre, etc! &amp;nbsp;But would I actually have done any of those things had I not married at age 20? &amp;nbsp;Its pretty doubtful. &amp;nbsp;Most likely if John and I had split after high school I would have stayed living with my parents as I went to college and worked some minimum wage job, partying on the weekends and dating loser guys who I was way too good for! Maybe I would have finished college, maybe not. &amp;nbsp;Who knows if I would have ever been able to make up my mind about what I wanted to be in the first place. &amp;nbsp;Instead I chose to move in with John, work full time and go to school. We got married and I made it halfway through college and still couldn't decide what to be "when I grew up". &amp;nbsp;I decided to take a little break from school and then the baby fever hit and I knew that is what I truly wanted, to be a mom! &amp;nbsp;Of course there are days when I dream about what it would have been like to be single in my 20's, live on my own and travel the world, but then I look at the perfect little family I have built and I know that if I had none of it, then all I would be doing is striving towards having it anyway. &amp;nbsp;I'm sure there are plenty of people out there who envy my life just as I envy theirs. &amp;nbsp;It's so romantic and story bookish to say that I married my high school sweetheart, everyday people divorce and go seek out their first love because truly there is nothing more powerful than the feelings you get from being in love for the first time. I feel so lucky that I have what I have, I have gotten to grow up with the love of my life. &amp;nbsp;I watched him turn from a boy into a man, we made our mistakes together, we have helped each other through some of our worst moments in life and we have experienced all of the joy life can offer, together. &amp;nbsp;Neither of us have much of a past to deal with because we are each other's past and we never have to wonder about "the one who got away" because we never let each other go. &amp;nbsp;So sure there are days when I feel like nothing more than a glorified butt wiper, and oh how I envy woman my age who are care free and can do what they want whenever they want, but all I have to do is think about how much I would have missed out on had I chosen another path in life. &amp;nbsp;I would have missed out on far more than I would have ever experienced! &amp;nbsp;So while I may day dream from time to time about all the&amp;nbsp;experiences&amp;nbsp;I never had, it doesn't mean for one second that I regret my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-693744246473167090?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/693744246473167090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/missing-out-on-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/693744246473167090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/693744246473167090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/missing-out-on-life.html' title='Missing out on life'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S_sDKWIcegI/AAAAAAAAAFg/6EmaM692qbk/s72-c/holding+hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-6830057643227329054</id><published>2010-05-21T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T11:53:39.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral'/><title type='text'>Sexting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S_bV1dCKefI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tGeI4tUyXmk/s1600/cell+phone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S_bV1dCKefI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tGeI4tUyXmk/s320/cell+phone.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There is all this controversy right now in the news about "sexting", which is when people send dirty texts messages to each other. &amp;nbsp;In some states its even illegal if you are under 18 and you can be classified as a sex offender, but for a horny husband and wife its the perfect way to keep in "touch" during the day! &amp;nbsp;Here are a few dirty little texts I received from my hot hubby yesterday afternoon while he was at work and I was home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am craving eating your pussy so if I can lick you tonight I will be heaven" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then sent me a picture of his big fat boner and said "This is just from the thought of getting to eat you out" (don't worry he works alone lol!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aside from sex, eating you is my favorite thing in the world to do! You taste so good I can't wait!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this led up to some pretty amazing oral sex for both of us, followed by awesome sex! &amp;nbsp;Lucky for us sexting is legal when you are an adult!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-6830057643227329054?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/6830057643227329054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/sexting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6830057643227329054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6830057643227329054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/sexting.html' title='Sexting'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S_bV1dCKefI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tGeI4tUyXmk/s72-c/cell+phone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-556775502548622958</id><published>2010-05-18T21:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T21:17:33.314-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreplay'/><title type='text'>Fore-Foreplay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S_NlOJX7kmI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Q6ZL2XXqafM/s1600/massage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 395px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S_NlOJX7kmI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Q6ZL2XXqafM/s400/massage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472829265894150754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;Guys have it pretty easy when it comes to sex. Most of us can get a boner at the drop of a hat, orgasm every time and then 20 minutes later be ready to go again. I think it would take a good 4 or 5 hours of sex before my penis got sore, hell, the rest of my body would give out before that would happen. But for women, it takes the whole day for her to get into the mood, she may or may not have an orgasm, and after an hour or so she's going to start to get sore. It kind of makes you wonder why we're so much different, but that's beside the point.&lt;/div&gt;The best way to get the quantity of sex you want as a guy is to make sure that it's worth it for her. She needs to be in the mood to get things going right so that she does enjoy herself. I think many people think the 5-20 minutes or so of foreplay that most of us include in our intimate adventures is all she needs to be ready to have mind blowing sex. Guys, that's simply not going to cut it. Sure it may make sex okay but if you want it to be  mind-blowing you need to make her feel appreciated as a woman! Many women feel like sex is all their guy wants from them. So many couples conversations amount to the business of the house and life then they go to bed and the guy expects his woman to want him. Sure men see sex as a way of showing love but to women it's the things you do outside the bedroom that make them realize they are loved.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Drew once said that foreplay begins the day before sex. I think that's somewhat of an exaggeration but not by much. I think foreplay begins when you wake up. Everything you say, every touch you give your woman builds her up for sex. I can't think of a better thing to call this other than Fore-Foreplay, it's the foreplay before what we all think of as foreplay. This fore-foreplay is so many small simple things that most of us rarely think of but to women they mean the world. Just some ideas for you to get this ball rolling would be something as simple as leaving her a little post it note in her car just saying how much you love her. Send her a random text message during the day telling her how beautiful she is. Go back to the beginning of your relationship and think of all the little things you would do for her to make her realize you were head-over-heals for her.&lt;br /&gt;There are endless possibilities for these little things you can do. You know your woman best so it's really up to you to come up with the ideas and just play around with it to see what kind of reaction you get. A little peak into our lives, some of the things that I do for Sarah is to send her some random texts professing my love for her, &lt;a href="http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/02/sex-tips-for-men.html"&gt;chore-play&lt;/a&gt;, give her the time for a bath and surprise her with a massage when she gets out (although I haven't done this in a while), touching her non sexually throughout the day, walking up and kissing her out of nowhere and just telling her how beautiful she is. Now when she reads this all my secrets are going to be out but it's worth it to me if it helps any of you out there improve your relationship.&lt;br /&gt;This is all about making her feel loved and appreciated by you throughout the entire day, not just when you're wanting to stick it in. If your woman is anything like Sarah, she will begin to love sex as much as you and want it nearly as much as you do. So no matter how small and meaningless you thing it might be, to her, it may be just the thing to make her see that she is your world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-556775502548622958?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/556775502548622958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/fore-foreplay.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/556775502548622958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/556775502548622958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/fore-foreplay.html' title='Fore-Foreplay!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S_NlOJX7kmI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Q6ZL2XXqafM/s72-c/massage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-8357184575155734358</id><published>2010-05-15T10:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:27:34.036-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex tips'/><title type='text'>Get Over Your Cock...The Next Sex Tip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-7Yqvv6j8I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Y6aJDhDwH_I/s1600/790px-Penis_frequency.svg.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-7Yqvv6j8I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Y6aJDhDwH_I/s400/790px-Penis_frequency.svg.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Who doesn't want a bigger dick? I always thought that I would, until I started doing some research and really talking to Sarah in depth about sex. Obviously this is a pretty universal desire, all you have to do is look at how many "Male Enhancement" products are on the market and how much money they make. Sure there are a small group of guys that were left out on the endowment end of their genes but for the most part, you have to trust biology. Biologically, penis size is generally made to fit the vagina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-7Y4PwkX6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/OCgmrPsb7Lk/s1600/pleasing+a+woman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-7Y4PwkX6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/OCgmrPsb7Lk/s320/pleasing+a+woman.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you were to ask the vast majority of women about penis size, I think the answer you would hear most is that it's all about the guy it's attached to. Sure there are some size queens out there but they are nowhere near the majority. Women are wired so much differently than men. They derive their sexual pleasure more from a mental standpoint than physical. If a woman is in love with you or infatuated by you then she is going to enjoy sex so much more than if you were an asshole. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at it from the anatomy of women, scientist believe that every female orgasm derives from the clitoris. Even women who experience vaginal orgasm do so by indirect stimulation of the clitoris. The vagina is not an endless cavern of nerve endings. The nerves that provide sexual pleasure are focused within the first two inches of the vaginal opening. The average depth of a woman's vagina is about four inches. It can stretch to accommodate about six or seven inches, that's it. So anything longer than seven inches and you most likely wouldn't be able to experience how good it feels to have your entire cock buried in a pussy, and damn that's a great feeling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you want to talk about girth? Again, biologically, the vagina is made to accommodate a wide range of sizes going in or coming out of it. A woman can birth a baby, the average circumference of a newborn's head is about fourteen inches, and then go to a single finger six weeks later (as recommended by doctors, more like one - two weeks for Sarah and I) and still be just as snug as she was before having a baby. What does this say? The vagina is extremely elastic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-7Zb_FnvuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/VVDEYyNzcEE/s1600/guy+with+flowers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-7Zb_FnvuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/VVDEYyNzcEE/s320/guy+with+flowers.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So how do you remedy the size issue. For you, communication with your partner about it I think is the most important thing. Listen to her and believe her when she tells you that your size is perfect because she's telling you the truth. A little more in depth about that answer, if she tells you that your size is perfect what she really means is that your size is irrelevant, it's you that's perfect. For her, you need to learn how to be the best lover you can be, in and out of the bedroom. The majority of women orgasm best from oral sex. Oral sex has nothing to do with penis size. At the most, you use a couple fingers in her vagina while licking her, still it's nowhere near the average size of a cock. Physically it's all about clitoral stimulation, not penetration. But even more important than clitoral stimulation is emotional, making her feel loved, cared for and appreciated...I'll get into that on my next post about tips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-8357184575155734358?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/8357184575155734358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/get-over-your-cockthe-next-sex-tip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/8357184575155734358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/8357184575155734358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/get-over-your-cockthe-next-sex-tip.html' title='Get Over Your Cock...The Next Sex Tip'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-7Yqvv6j8I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Y6aJDhDwH_I/s72-c/790px-Penis_frequency.svg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-7156782110266875249</id><published>2010-05-15T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T09:29:03.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-7LP9BDpwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/X8JMCyr0k58/s1600/kink.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-7LP9BDpwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/X8JMCyr0k58/s320/kink.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Everyone has their little kink that gets them going, most people probably have a few. I'm in the group that has several. Fortunately, I have an adventurous, giving wife that is willing to indulge in most of my fantasies. Sarah and I have been together for more than 11 years and have been having sex for most of that time so we've had plenty of opportunities to explore our desires. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of our readers asked us what our fantasies were aside from threesomes, which I think all of you can agree has been talked about more than enough here. I'm kind of sad to say that aside from a threesome, I don't know that Sarah really has any sexual fantasies. Either that or she hasn't told me about them. I think most of her fantasies are romantic things. She loves to come home and see that I've cleaned up the house, made dinner, kept our kids alive, that kind of stuff. So my guess is that when she's out alone she's fantasizing that she'll walk in the house and find all of that stuff done. She does have one fantasy that I think is very hot but it may fall into more of the threesome category. Sarah thinks that it would be very hot to go to a strip club with me and see me get a lap dance from a girl that I think is hot and for me to get turned on by it. I love this fantasy! First of all, it's safe. There's no sex involved and I would have a hot girl dancing over me turning me on. So we're going to see about playing that one out in real life soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a dirty mind and think about sex probably 16 of the 17 hours that I'm awake. So I can spit out a nice long list here. These are in no particular order other than the order they come to me as I'm typing here. I'll start with things that we've done that I still fantasize about...sex with Sarah pregnant, anal sex, road head, Sarah giving me a lap dance in nothing but thigh highs and a garter, sucking on Sarah's milky boobs, being woken up with a blowjob and videotaping ourselves having sex. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-7Jm57d-8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Vaf5TERLoyg/s1600/handcuffsPIX.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-7Jm57d-8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Vaf5TERLoyg/s1600/handcuffsPIX.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have a few fantasies that I think have a chance at coming true and those would be seeing a video of Sarah masturbating alone, videotaping Sarah giving me a blowjob, being tied up and Sarah using me for nothing but her pleasure (that one's not practical though because she loves me using my hands on her so she probably wouldn't get that much out of it) and having sex in the rain. Some of these are more likely than others to come true than others so we'll have to see what our future holds for us. The good thing about theses is that they're safe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-7JYe-FHUI/AAAAAAAAAFA/REPkoZmycJ8/s1600/naked-pregnant-woman-240js080509.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-7JYe-FHUI/AAAAAAAAAFA/REPkoZmycJ8/s200/naked-pregnant-woman-240js080509.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now to my list of fantasies that I don't believe will ever come true. I think it would be hot as hell to have a one night stand. Even hotter than that would for it to be with a hot pregnant woman. I think it's pretty obvious to see why that one's on this part of the list, I'll never have sex with anyone but Sarah. I would also love to go to a swing club just to watch. I'm not anywhere near an exhibitionist so I could never have sex in front of other people but I am very voyeuristic so I know I would enjoy that. Sarah has also said that she is a little curious about this one too but I get the feeling that she would feel so awkward in a place like that that she would gross out on it. I don't want to put her in a position like that and I'm pretty sure she wouldn't get herself in a position like that so that's why it's on this part of the list. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-7Lpy_IuCI/AAAAAAAAAFM/l83fI2210DY/s1600/Sex_20om_20de_20Beach-s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-7Lpy_IuCI/AAAAAAAAAFM/l83fI2210DY/s200/Sex_20om_20de_20Beach-s.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There have been plenty of other fantasies that have come and gone. Most of them have gone because we tried them and they didn't really work out all that well. An example of this would be sex on a beach. We tried it and it was not all that great. First there's the fear of sand getting places that you don't want sand to be. Second, there's not many places you can go to safely have sex on a beach without the risk of getting caught being huge. That's not a thrill to me or Sarah so that was quite the mood killer. Also, sand is hard! It's not comfy to lay on and then to be having sex and moving around as much as you do it just hurts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regardless of how the fantasy plays out in real life it's still always fun to try it. Luckily for me, most of the fantasies I've tried have been wonderful experiences and that's just made my desire for them to be stronger which makes them better and better each time we fulfill them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-7156782110266875249?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/7156782110266875249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/fantasies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/7156782110266875249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/7156782110266875249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/fantasies.html' title='Fantasies'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-7LP9BDpwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/X8JMCyr0k58/s72-c/kink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-4148346260643214388</id><published>2010-05-13T15:46:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T20:36:38.559-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex tips'/><title type='text'>More Sex Tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S-zFKiNjP_I/AAAAAAAAAFU/2tCoFgQ3wOE/s1600/stack-of-books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S-zFKiNjP_I/AAAAAAAAAFU/2tCoFgQ3wOE/s320/stack-of-books.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470964432121315314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good lovers aren't born, they are made." This is a quote that I heard on the radio today said by Chip Rowe, the Playboy Advisor. This phrase got me thinking, we are lead to believe that men are supposed to just know how to please a woman. I don't know what it is in our culture that gives men this idea but it makes perfect sense as to why so many men are afraid to ask their partners about what feels good for them. I think this is why so many women fake orgasms, so they don't hurt their man's ego since he's "supposed" to know what he's doing. Is this why women are so reserved about telling a man what she likes? How silly is all that? &lt;div&gt;Good lovers are made. They are made through communication, research and spending time focusing on their partners. So why is it so hard for men to do these things? It's not demeaning nor does it make you less of a man to seek out this information, if anything it makes you a better man because it shows that you care about your woman's pleasure as much as you do your own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'll go through these one by one: COMMUNICATION! My last sex tip was all about this but I believe that it is the single most important thing in any aspect of any relationship so it's worth repeating! We are not mind readers. So when it comes to sex, ask your woman what she likes!!! She knows her body better than anyone else in the world, she's been in it since day one. Every woman is different as well. Some women have more sensitive clits than others, some like different stimulation, some enjoy some type of penetration more than others etcetera etcetera, so how will you find out all these details without asking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RESEARCH; With virtually everyone having access to the internet there is no excuse for you not to be doing some research. I can understand having trouble going into a bookstore and taking some book with the word "SEX" printed all over it up to the little old lady at the cash register, nobody's looking at you on amazon.com though. Plus the amount of free stuff you can find from something as simple as a couple keywords into a google search is amazing, you couldn't read through all of it in a lifetime! Whatever you do though, porn is not for educational viewing!!! Porn is produced to show what guys want to see, this is not what women like! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FOCUS ON YOUR PARTNER!!! Hopefully you're in an honest enough relationship that your woman isn't faking her pleasure. If this is the case, she should be fairly easy to read. Try different motions, stimulating different parts of her, moving from one part to another, different types of stimulation and so on. Pay attention to her reaction to each and every unique thing you do. Try this over the course of several nights, some nights one thing may work and another it may not. Pay attention to these little things and remember how she was. Once your start noticing what she likes you'll be able to start learning how to read her moods and base the stimulation you give her off of that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have learned what makes Sarah's pulse rise and pussy wet. It wasn't overnight, it was over 11 years. I have explored every square inch of her body, I know what every inch of her feels like, looks like, tastes like and smells like. I'm not saying that I don't have anything else to learn though. I think this is an endless learning process. People change, so what sends Sarah through the roof today may not ever work again. But I will continue to figure out new ways to satisfy her. And think of it this way, it doesn't take much for us men to cum. Sure some things feel better than others but for most of us just about any type of stimulation will get us off, so we have it easy in that aspect. Try putting yourself in a woman's shoes (I'm not talking about cross dressing here), imagine if every time you went into sex you had no idea whether or not you were going to orgasm or not. Would you want sex as much as you do now if that was the case for you? I know I wouldn't. I would say that I can help Sarah reach orgasm 9 out of 10 tries. Sarah loves sex! Do you think there's a correlation there? I sure do! So for all you men who aren't getting as much sex as you want or need, try learning your woman and making sure that she orgasms just about every time, I would be willing to bet that once you can satisfy her just about every time she will be much happier about giving you the sex you want because there's more in it for her too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-4148346260643214388?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/4148346260643214388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-sex-tips_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4148346260643214388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4148346260643214388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-sex-tips_13.html' title='More Sex Tips'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S-zFKiNjP_I/AAAAAAAAAFU/2tCoFgQ3wOE/s72-c/stack-of-books.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-2808204352632239179</id><published>2010-05-10T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T21:39:16.450-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Finding time</title><content type='html'>We have been asked how we find the time to have sex so frequently as the parents of 3 small kids. &amp;nbsp;The answer is simple, we &lt;i&gt;make &lt;/i&gt;the time!! Kids are a lot of work and they are so time consuming but I can honestly say that our relationship is 100% better and more&amp;nbsp;satisfying&amp;nbsp;since having children and I believe it is because we have to actually work at it! &amp;nbsp;Before having children we kind of took each other for granted, we worked, we went to school, had our hobbies, hung out with friends and we kind of just saw each other in passing. &amp;nbsp;Our sex was just so-so, we rarely communicated and we didn't know what the other wanted or liked in the bedroom. &amp;nbsp;Once we became a family we had to balance out our lives and figure out who we were as a couple and who we were as parents, it&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;took time and work to figure it all out but we did it and things couldn't be more amazing!&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-jPPoyIzuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Czt4LKs_-6E/s1600/clock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-jPPoyIzuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Czt4LKs_-6E/s320/clock.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here are things we do to make time for each other and keep our bond strong - &amp;nbsp;first of all our kids have a set bedtime and we stick to it. &amp;nbsp;Most nights all 3 kids are in bed just before 8pm. After the kids go to bed we take time to wind down from the day and generally we do our evening activities together, whether we just watch TV or clean-up we do it together which gives us time to connect, talk, cuddle up with each other, etc before jumping right into sex. &amp;nbsp;This is important to me, I think most woman need to feel that connection before sex, it really is like extended foreplay. &amp;nbsp; By 9:30 or so we go to "bed" but we usually don't go to sleep until 11, even if we don't plan on having sex we always go to bed together. &amp;nbsp; On the weekends we shower together at least once, it rarely leads to sex because the kids are in the other room watching TV or napping but it is still a really intimate thing to do and it keeps us feeling close&amp;nbsp;and it gives us alone time without the kids to talk to each other without little ears listening in. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes after our shower we have a quickie or I'll give him a blowjob but more often than not its just a shower. &amp;nbsp;The number one thing we do to feel connected to each other is we try to take every&amp;nbsp;opportunity&amp;nbsp;possible to show each other a little love, John loves to just walk up to me and kiss me&amp;nbsp;passionately&amp;nbsp;while I am cooking dinner or folding laundry, I'll grab his butt when I walk by him, we tell each other we love each other frequently, and during the day we send each other little text messages that are sometimes dirty, sometimes sweet but always lets us know that we are thinking about each other. &amp;nbsp;All of that adds up to us feeling more loving and bonded which makes us want to have sex more. &amp;nbsp;You can't expect your spouse to want to make love at night when don't take time during the day to show you love and care about them. &amp;nbsp;If you don't feel an emotional connection then sex is most likely the last thing on your mind. &amp;nbsp;Keeping a relationship strong really is hard work but the pay off is so huge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-2808204352632239179?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/2808204352632239179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/finding-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2808204352632239179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2808204352632239179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/finding-time.html' title='Finding time'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-jPPoyIzuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Czt4LKs_-6E/s72-c/clock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-4914937264594887281</id><published>2010-05-08T09:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T09:47:14.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><title type='text'>An Unexpected Night of Bliss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S-WVLjaoDeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-yk10hdprC8/s1600/couple+in+bed+sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S-WVLjaoDeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-yk10hdprC8/s320/couple+in+bed+sleeping.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468941348229352930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(204, 204, 204); line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;The other night Sarah and I were up somewhat late before heading to bed. By the time we got to bed I was too tired for sex. Sarah wasn't in the mood at all. We decided to just lay there and cuddle together. We talked a little as I caressed her skin. Sarah has the most beautiful skin, extremely soft and smooth, I can't get enough of the feel of her skin.&lt;br /&gt;I think Sarah was expecting me to come on to her and try getting sex from her. Sensing this I told her that I was tired and it wasn't a big deal if we just went to sleep. This comment lead to more conversation except this time it was more about sex.&lt;br /&gt;Well, talking about sex makes me want it. It happens every time, I can't get around it. We were talking about the way I fuck Sarah when I'm mad at her (I don't know how the topic got there). I was just telling her that I'm more aggressive and that I'm more selfish. This talk gave me a boner of course so Sarah wanted to see my anger fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I jumped on top of her and went at it. I wasn't mad at Sarah at all so the anger fucking wasn't really working. When I'm not angry at Sarah I'm more concerned with her pleasure than mine and that's how it was this time. I tried for a minute to get myself to just fuck her for me but that wasn't working. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;By this time Sarah was in the mood so we moved around to a couple different positions until we found the one that was going to do it for Sarah. We ended up with Sarah on her back, a pillow under her butt and me sitting back doing my thing while she worked her vibe. We came together with very intense orgasms! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;The sex was so unexpected but ended up being incredible! That's the way the way it usually works out for us, if we plan it out it rarely lives up to the build up. If we go into it with no expectations or anticipation then we have no pressure and just focus on the moment rather than the build up all day long. Also, the passion of the moment is just unbeatable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-4914937264594887281?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/4914937264594887281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/unexpected-night-of-bliss_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4914937264594887281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4914937264594887281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/unexpected-night-of-bliss_08.html' title='An Unexpected Night of Bliss!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S-WVLjaoDeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-yk10hdprC8/s72-c/couple+in+bed+sleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-7155467928344512003</id><published>2010-05-08T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T09:05:18.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Out of Ideas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-WI61pnppI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ubT0ssyKtMw/s1600/bush_stumped.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-WI61pnppI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ubT0ssyKtMw/s320/bush_stumped.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We need some help! I think our blog may portray that Sarah and my lives may be a little more exciting than they really are. For the most part, we're no different than the average couple with the exception of how much we have sex and the fact that we write about it here.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've shattered that illusion I can ask for some help. We're kind of at a loss as to what else we can write about here to keep things exciting enough for our readers to keep coming back. We would love to answer your questions. I'm thinking that would be a good place to take this next. You can feel free to ask us anything you want. Whether it be about our relationship, sex lives, maintaining our relationship while being parents, our thoughts, views, fantasies, etc. Basically I'm saying to ask anything! If you don't have any questions, send us your suggestions. If you want to stay&amp;nbsp;anonymous you can post anonymously to our blog or you can send an email to theperfecthusband3703@gmail.com. We won't be posting anything about you, just your questions so ask away!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-7155467928344512003?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/7155467928344512003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/running-out-of-ideas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/7155467928344512003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/7155467928344512003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/running-out-of-ideas.html' title='Running Out of Ideas...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S-WI61pnppI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ubT0ssyKtMw/s72-c/bush_stumped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-2908129685145018694</id><published>2010-05-01T11:07:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T11:12:17.476-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex tips'/><title type='text'>Another Sex Tip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S9xuGUnP6RI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TAIsWzPAlPM/s1600/talk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S9xuGUnP6RI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TAIsWzPAlPM/s320/talk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466365102612539666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one is pretty simple yet so often it's not done. The best way to let your partner know what it is that you like, want and need is to talk. So my next sex tip: TALK!!! That's it. It's that simple! Not really anything more I can do to elaborate on that one. So start flapping those gums!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-2908129685145018694?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/2908129685145018694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-sex-tips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2908129685145018694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2908129685145018694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-sex-tips.html' title='Another Sex Tip!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S9xuGUnP6RI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TAIsWzPAlPM/s72-c/talk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-3246328875191451634</id><published>2010-04-23T20:49:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T07:59:38.388-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anti-sex culture'/><title type='text'>Intoxicated Ramblings About Sex Ed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S9JupPYVp7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/aCIFIGYuzWE/s1600/beer_mug.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463550952736139186" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S9JupPYVp7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/aCIFIGYuzWE/s400/beer_mug.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 215px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 173px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let me start by saying that I apologize ahead of time for any typos or unclear writings. Tonight my children wanted to play a game meant for adults and it lasted an hour so there was only one way to make it through that without loosing my mind. I know that sounds horrible but hey, we all have our weaknesses, mine just usually ends up being patience. Anyway, this is a post that has been brewing inside my mind for the past several days or so. It's long and kind of jumps around so bare with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I listen to a sex advice show everyday that it's on. It seems that most of the calls into this program have one thing or another to do with the fact that one of the partners is shy or reserved about sex. This runs the gamut, from frequency of sex, oral sex, anal sex, and so on. What it boils down to is the fact that no one in this country is taught about sex. The only discussions dealing with sex is how it happens, how to and how not to get pregnant and that someone is a sicko for wanting something outside of the missionary position.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S9JvyFULewI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ZHJh1GcvTwk/s1600/no-sex-480.gif"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463552204164791042" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S9JvyFULewI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ZHJh1GcvTwk/s320/no-sex-480.gif" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 320px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That leaves one huge question in my gross, weirdo brain, WHY ARE WE NOT SUPPOSED TO ENJOY SEX?!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm no biologist but I do know that the chemical releases into the brain from achieving orgasm are very similar to drugs. The rush of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dopamine&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;serotonin&lt;/span&gt; gives you a wonderful high. The flood of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;oxytocin&lt;/span&gt; makes you feel incredibly connected with your partner. Also, IT'S FUCKING HEALTHY TO HAVE SEX!!!! Sex is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt; and it's been proven to promote heart health, prostate health, etc. And on top of all that, it feels amazing!!! So why aren't we taught about the wonderfulness of sex?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not one to encourage randomly sleeping with people just because it feels good, not that I care one way or another if you do, it's just not for me. But when you're in a loving, caring, romantic relationship, there should be no feelings of apprehension about trying something "outside the norm" with your partner. Yet everyone is so apprehensive and ashamed (throw in whatever adjectives you want) about trying something else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to give a couple personal examples of what I'm talking about. The extent of my "sex education" when I was young was my dad sitting down with me and telling me "sex is when you stick your dick in a pussy". Then I had the "formal" education in school teaching about how a woman gets pregnant and then later on what to use for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;contraception&lt;/span&gt;. I was never taught that some people like some things and others don't and the most important part of sex, communicating with your partner! I wasn't taught how biological chemistry plays into emotions &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;regarding&lt;/span&gt; sex. I wasn't taught shit! So then I grow up and have all these fantasies that I'm terrified to tell my wife about because I think she will see me as a pervert and weirdo. When you marry, you should feel okay about telling your spouse anything (my personal opinion anyway)! I couldn't tell Sarah that I masturbated, liked porn, fantasized about her being with a woman, that I wanted to have anal sex with her, that I wanted to lick her ass and that I LOVE her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;breast milk&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then from Sarah's standpoint, sex was never discussed so to her everything is taboo, or it used to be! She still can't masturbate. How horrible is that? It's her own body and she feels so guilty to the point that she goes numb because she deep down inside feels that it's so wrong! Then the thought of any ass play is repulsive to her. Luckily she's okay sharing her breast with me. But why should she feel this way? All of the things that she is closed off to deep down in her subconscious are things that would provide mutual pleasure between us had it not been for her mental blocks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S9J2AgN-rXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/dzHIllyPCqg/s1600/no-sex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463559048974478706" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S9J2AgN-rXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/dzHIllyPCqg/s320/no-sex.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So now, as part of this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;health care&lt;/span&gt; bill that recently passed, one of the wonderful earmarks (partisan politic bartering at it's best) is to have "abstinence only" taught in schools as part of sex ed. What a brilliant fucking move that was...NOT!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Apparently&lt;/span&gt; these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ridiculously&lt;/span&gt; educated politicians forget about how they acted as teens (most of them still do act that way sexually too even though they're married) and think that saying "don't have sex" is going to turn off teenager's hormones and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;curiosities&lt;/span&gt;. Just wait until you see the teen pregnancy rate skyrocket because kids don't know where or how to get contraception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically, this leaves this daunting and embarrassing task to the parents, which is how it should be except for the fact that the majority of parents have the mentality that "my kid would never do that" or they're so fucking brainwashed by religion that they think that sex has to wait until marriage and that kids will actually follow that rule. But now there's no other option, all you parents have to talk to your kids and teach them about sex, the positives along with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;negatives&lt;/span&gt;. Believe me, I'm not looking forward to this. I know teenagers make plenty of mistakes but I really do believe that being open and honest is the best way to make the biggest impact, to help them make the smartest choices possible and to prevent them from having the mentality that everything except missionary is repulsive. That being said, I want all of my children's innocence to last as long as possible but when that time comes when they feel ready I want them to be able to come to Sarah or me and ask for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;guidance&lt;/span&gt; as to how they can be as safe as they possibly can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-3246328875191451634?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/3246328875191451634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/04/intoxicated-ramblings-about-sex-ed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/3246328875191451634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/3246328875191451634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/04/intoxicated-ramblings-about-sex-ed.html' title='Intoxicated Ramblings About Sex Ed.'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S9JupPYVp7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/aCIFIGYuzWE/s72-c/beer_mug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-4075077405244142932</id><published>2010-04-18T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T22:13:00.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><title type='text'>Top 10 craziest places we have done it...</title><content type='html'>These are in no particular order, they were all pretty great in their own way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On an&amp;nbsp;Amtrak&amp;nbsp;train in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On a boat in the middle of the day while fishing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*In an abandoned house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On the roof of our house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*At a drive in movie - in a mini-van no less!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On top of a houseboat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*In the bed of a pick-up truck parked on the shore of a busy lake in broad day light (we got&amp;nbsp;whistled&amp;nbsp;at, it was&amp;nbsp;embarrassing, I am so not into&amp;nbsp;exhibitionism!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*In a pool in the center of an apartment complex - no one was around though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*In the back yard of a relative near the pool, the house is in the middle of a very large city and there wasn't much privacy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On a beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S8vliOY2kUI/AAAAAAAAAEc/mDk22WZc40s/s1600/couple-at-beach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S8vliOY2kUI/AAAAAAAAAEc/mDk22WZc40s/s320/couple-at-beach.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also these deserve&amp;nbsp;honorable&amp;nbsp;mention&amp;nbsp;- I have given road head to John a couple of times while he was driving on the freeway, and once we messed around in a movie theater but it just didn't work out... to many people! Fun times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-4075077405244142932?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/4075077405244142932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/04/top-10-craziest-places-we-have-done-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4075077405244142932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4075077405244142932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/04/top-10-craziest-places-we-have-done-it.html' title='Top 10 craziest places we have done it...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S8vliOY2kUI/AAAAAAAAAEc/mDk22WZc40s/s72-c/couple-at-beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-6041500207693536410</id><published>2010-04-18T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T21:50:00.332-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Yes we do have boring sex sometimes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S8vgzcvWCMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WUBuD-2Sk9w/s1600/yawn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S8vgzcvWCMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WUBuD-2Sk9w/s1600/yawn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This blog makes it sound like John and I are some kind of perfect couple who have incredibly hot sex every single night, well that is simply not true! &amp;nbsp;Last night was one of those nights where the sex was anything but hot. John and I went to a party and I got just drunk enough to get a major headache while he got just drunk enough to get a major boner. &amp;nbsp;I was in the kind of mood where I could take it or leave, as long as it was quick and I could go right to sleep. &amp;nbsp; He tried a little foreplay but that was taking to long for me and I just knew that no matter what I wasn't going to have an orgasm. I can usually tell even before we start having sex whether or not its going to work out for me and I knew for certain that this was one of the times that it wasn't. &amp;nbsp;So I pulled him on top of me and while we were going at it in the plain old missionary position he starts telling me what the guys at the party had been talking about. &amp;nbsp;I'm like "Hello, are we having sex or having a conversation!?" He cracks up laughing and then as a joke keeps it going asking me things like "did you remember to pay the electric bill?" and "so what should we do tomorrow?" It was pretty funny but so not sexy! &amp;nbsp;Any lubrication I did have dried right up! &amp;nbsp;So he broke out the lube, globbed it on and went for it. &amp;nbsp;Lucky for me it was quick and in no time I was peacefully dreaming! &amp;nbsp;So there you have it - boring, married sex. &amp;nbsp;Thank G-O-D its normally a little more fun than that!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-6041500207693536410?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/6041500207693536410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/04/yes-we-do-have-boring-sex-sometimes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6041500207693536410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6041500207693536410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/04/yes-we-do-have-boring-sex-sometimes.html' title='Yes we do have boring sex sometimes!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S8vgzcvWCMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WUBuD-2Sk9w/s72-c/yawn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-5901066278584412689</id><published>2010-04-17T11:34:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T12:12:27.903-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreplay'/><title type='text'>"She Comes First"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S8oBuBV12zI/AAAAAAAAADk/Gtnwg8UXl0k/s1600/she+comes+first.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S8oBuBV12zI/AAAAAAAAADk/Gtnwg8UXl0k/s320/she+comes+first.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461179388285803314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S8oA2DDbVxI/AAAAAAAAADc/gqY6WTgm6h4/s1600/she+comes+first.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I kind of forgot about the whole sex tips for men thing that I started. I have learned so much in the past 6 months about how to be the best lover I can for Sarah and I meant to post a lot of that stuff here in hopes that it may give some ideas that others haven't thought about. Then I got side tracked with life and other things that I wanted to talk about so it has just been slipping my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Here we go. My next sex tip is to read the book "She Comes First" by Dr. Ian Kerner. The main focus on this book is to teach the reader how to perform cunnilingus. Dr. Kerner explains very detailed methods to use to be the best oral performer you can be. But this book is much different than most sex advice that you can read. Most things you find tell you to do this that and the other thing but Dr. Kerner goes in depth as to why you should do what he recommends. He explains the anatomy of a woman very in depth so that you know all the pleasure points of a woman. So not only does this knowledge help with oral sex, you can integrate it into manual stimulation and intercourse. In addition to this book educational, it's also pretty funny. Dr. Kerner has written it so that reading it is more entertaining than a chore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am not a reader, in fact, this was the second book I have ever read. I made it through school by skimming enough to get the info I needed and that was it. I get very bored while reading and my mind tends to wander to more interesting things and then the next thing I know, I've read 10 pages of shit that I don't remember at all. When I bought this book I couldn't put it down. It's 200 pages that I read over the course of 4 nights, which for me is simply amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have used most of the techniques that Dr. Kerner recommends in "She Comes First" and have gotten a pretty good response from Sarah. I have not been able to make Sarah orgasm through oral sex yet but it seems to me that she is enjoying the experience much more than she ever has and has gotten much closer to orgasming than she has before. Like I said before, this knowledge has been translated to other aspects of our love making. I now know about 5 different spots to stimulate Sarah's clitoris and when I stimulate all of these different spots it adds so much to Sarah's pleasure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buy this book! It will improve your sex lives almost guaranteed. I highly recommend it and I think that it is a valuable tool to add to your knowledge of the female body, arousal, and orgasm. It is a great step to becoming the best lover you can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-5901066278584412689?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/5901066278584412689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/04/she-comes-first.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/5901066278584412689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/5901066278584412689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/04/she-comes-first.html' title='&quot;She Comes First&quot;'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S8oBuBV12zI/AAAAAAAAADk/Gtnwg8UXl0k/s72-c/she+comes+first.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-6089447019381576127</id><published>2010-04-11T20:18:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:51:41.520-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger buddies'/><title type='text'>Bye Jill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S8KYkzY7dTI/AAAAAAAAADM/zvDu65LIMAk/s1600/hawaii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S8KYkzY7dTI/AAAAAAAAADM/zvDu65LIMAk/s320/hawaii.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459093456363943218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well it seems as though our blogging friend, thejilloff is calling it quits so that she can pursue bigger and better things. Apparently she's a professional writer, no wonder her blog was written so well! Thejilloff has been a very entertaining read for Sarah and I. There were many nights we'd sit down together with our computer, type thejilloff into our browser and wait anxiously as the page loaded hoping that there was a new post. &lt;div&gt;Reading this blog has improved Sarah and my relationship immeasurably! Reading about Jill's experience gave us an avenue to go down the road of discussing different things in our sex lives. This opened the door to us fantasizing openly with each other about the idea of a threesome rather than on our own as we had done for so many years. While the activities that Jill and her husband participated in are not something likely to happen with Sarah and I it has lead to some fun and exciting sex between us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only did the conversation about threesomes become an open topic for us to discuss we realized that if we could talk about and fantasize about that we could completely open up to one another. I have probably learned more about Sarah, mentally and physically in the past 6months than I had in our previous 10 1/2 years together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So while we're sad to see Jill go we also want to thank her for how valuable her blog has been to our relationship. And Jill, if you read this, keep in contact, whether it be commenting on our blog or emailing Sarah, we respect your insight and value your experience. We wish you the best of luck!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-6089447019381576127?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/6089447019381576127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/04/bye-jill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6089447019381576127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6089447019381576127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/04/bye-jill.html' title='Bye Jill'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S8KYkzY7dTI/AAAAAAAAADM/zvDu65LIMAk/s72-c/hawaii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-8862009352006271630</id><published>2010-04-07T06:05:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T07:55:05.871-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreplay'/><title type='text'>What a night!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S7yM5C4xOUI/AAAAAAAAADE/gJiHiXgUiHo/s1600/Candle_burning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S7yM5C4xOUI/AAAAAAAAADE/gJiHiXgUiHo/s320/Candle_burning.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457391760121608514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Usually in bed I am the giver and Sarah is somewhat selfish. My guess is that is somewhat common, at least in a relationship where the guy cares about his women having her orgasm because lets face it, a guy can get off pretty much no matter what. Plus, I absolutely LOVE seeing Sarah have orgasms, I don't know that there's anything that turns me on more so I couldn't be happier than the way Sarah and my sex life works out!&lt;div&gt;Last night the tables turned on our little routine somewhat! It seemed that the focus was more on me, at first anyway. Sarah teased me with a little oral before we decided to head to bed. Once we got there I asked if I could go down on her. She told me "not yet". That got my mind racing as to what she had in store for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After some very intense and passionate kissing Sarah rolled me over and continued what she started in the living room! She was really getting into it and it ended up being probably in the top 2 or 3 blowjobs she has ever given me! She blew me to completion and let me cum in her mouth which is always a huge treat! Unfortunately for Sarah my orgasm just kept on going and I came so much that she couldn't swallow all of it but nonetheless, she let me have my complete orgasm in her mouth! It was absolutely amazing!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the benefit to Sarah for being so selfless last night was that all my attention was on pleasing her afterwards rather than just trying to get her warmed up as quick as possible so I could stick it in. It was very fun! I took like 20 minutes just exploring the vast expanses of Sarah's clitoral network. I read a book about the clitoris and how big it is but last night was the first time I actually got to take my time exploring Sarah since reading it and I think I learned quite a bit about how many different spots there is to give clitoral pleasure! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since Sarah and I have got together I have only once been able to give Sarah one orgasm with just my hand. Last night with all my recently acquired knowledge about the clitoris I could tell that I was on the path to giving her the second one that way. That effort took a new direction though when Sarah reached down and realized that I was once again hard. Sarah loves sex and I think she would much rather get off with me inside her than any other way so once she noticed that I was ready to go again she had to have me. Fine by me!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made love in a few different positions before Sarah found the way that was going to give her the mind blowing orgasm that we had worked up to. She had her orgasm which seemed very intense and then allowed me to have my second of the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been begging Sarah to do this for me for a few weeks now and damn did she deliver on this request last night! It was so incredible for me and it seemed to me that she may have enjoyed it as much as I did! It's when Sarah is this giving that I truly realize how much she cares about my pleasure! The only thing that could have improved last night would have been to have a candle burning next to the bed to give off that romantic light that candles provide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-8862009352006271630?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/8862009352006271630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/8862009352006271630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/8862009352006271630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-night.html' title='What a night!!!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S7yM5C4xOUI/AAAAAAAAADE/gJiHiXgUiHo/s72-c/Candle_burning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-3422607322140514605</id><published>2010-03-27T06:46:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T07:18:51.758-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jealousy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Why is this one bugging me so bad?</title><content type='html'>I just read Sarah's last post and for some reason this whole thing is really getting to me! I don't think that I'm really all that jealous of a guy so this one is really throwing me for a loop! Every time Sarah has come home and told me that some guy was flirting with her my response is "well of course, you're fucking hot" and that's it. But this one is just fucking with me!&lt;div&gt;Like Sarah said she has something that she does herself a couple days a week. Well she sees this guy each time she goes out to do this. Maybe it's that the other guys that flirted with her I know will never see her again whereas this guy gets to see her a couple times a week. It's not that I don't trust Sarah because I do, it's more of the fact that I know what's going through this guys head because I was there a little more than 11 years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah being so hot makes her very intimidating. This guy has been around Sarah for 3 months and it took him that long to approach her and talk to her. That's about the same time frame it took me to approach her after I first saw her. I can remember very vividly the thoughts that were in my head during those three months and I don't want another guy thinking like that about MY WIFE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then one of the questions he asked her about me was if I was in the military. In my opinion that question was more like "are you lonely and horny?" I'm sorry but our location is nowhere near a military base so I know that he was thinking if her answer was yes to that then I was far away and didn't see her often so then Sarah had to be lonely! Where's the fucking respect for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew this would happen once Sarah decided to do this thing for herself. I guess I have to face the fact that I married a fucking 10 and she's now around guys a couple days a week without me being there to "claim" her. Really, how could I expect anything less when I have a wife that looks as good as she does and looks 6 or 7 years younger than she really is? I know Sarah respects me and loves me too much to ever do anything to hurt me so I just have to sit on my jealousy here and continue to trust her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know, this just sucks! That's what I get for marrying out of my league!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-3422607322140514605?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/3422607322140514605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-is-this-one-bugging-me-so-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/3422607322140514605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/3422607322140514605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-is-this-one-bugging-me-so-bad.html' title='Why is this one bugging me so bad?'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-8882622302826607871</id><published>2010-03-26T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T21:11:58.432-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jealousy'/><title type='text'>A little jealousy goes a long way...</title><content type='html'>Lately I have had something that takes me away from the house several hours a week by myself, it gives me a chance to focus on me and what I like and makes me feel more appreciated when I am at home. Being a stay at home mom has been rough on me at times and I think I have finally found a good balance at being me and being mommy. &amp;nbsp;Recently though I had a guy who I see while I am there hit on me and I must say it was quite flattering. &amp;nbsp;He is a few years younger than me and quite good looking so who wouldn't be flattered? He told me he was shocked that I was married, let alone a mother (of three no less!) and that I "take very good care of myself". He continued to talk to me about himself and went on and on and on.... all the while I was semi listening to him while texting my hubby about our kids. &amp;nbsp;As soon as I got home that day I told John all about the conversation I had with the guy thinking it would be a good laugh. &amp;nbsp;To my surprise he became quite jealous and grilled me with all kinds of questions and for the rest of day kept bringing it up. &amp;nbsp;It kind of got annoying but at the same time it was a bit of a turn on! &amp;nbsp;Its not like I have never been hit on before this and according to John I am quite flirty but I have never seen him get so bothered by it. &amp;nbsp;I kind of like how possessive he became and later that night we had the most amazing ever! &amp;nbsp;He had me all worked up all day long with his silly jealousy and was very aggressive which to me equals awesome in the bedroom! &amp;nbsp;I just love when I am super turned on and he totally takes charge, usually I am the one in control, John just loves to please me, but every now and then I want to just feel used and taken. &amp;nbsp;I have always been very honest with John and told him every time someone seems interested in me, but now I have extra incentive to tell him all about it, HOT jealous sex!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-8882622302826607871?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/8882622302826607871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-jealousy-goes-long-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/8882622302826607871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/8882622302826607871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-jealousy-goes-long-way.html' title='A little jealousy goes a long way...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-2702388007210731970</id><published>2010-03-22T20:22:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:45:03.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Finding Love Young</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S6g0qrRHxOI/AAAAAAAAAC8/bEOPaNZMpDQ/s1600-h/wedding+rings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S6g0qrRHxOI/AAAAAAAAAC8/bEOPaNZMpDQ/s320/wedding+rings.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451665256705672418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are countless statistics out there that show how risky it is to marry young, have children young, live together before marriage, etc. Looking at these statistics you would think that Sarah and I would have lasted less than a year because we have done EVERYTHING wrong, at least statistically.&lt;div&gt;We had a nice family weekend that left me some time to think about something besides work and finances. The first place my mind goes every time I have that free time is to Sarah and how lucky I am to have her. This time I started thinking about how hard it would be to merge two completely separate lives together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See for Sarah and I absolutely everything we have and have done has been together. Every penny we have to our names (which isn't much), all of our possessions, and just about all of our memories we have built together! Some might think that we've missed out on life experience settling down at such a young age but I see it the exact opposite, look at all the wonderful life I would have missed out on had I believed the statistics and left Sarah so I could go explore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think about this (I'm sure many of you have experienced it), say you marry at 30, you already have your life. You have your daily routines, your own money, your own possessions your own home and all kinds of other stuff. How hard is it to combine all those things and to make it actually work? Sure it can be done and it happens everyday but I know for me it would be a hard thing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I know that I just completely lucked out to find Sarah, to find her at such a young age and for her and I to have stayed together. And I have made some sacrifices and missed some experiences that may have been fun to do as a single adult but when everything is factored in, I think I'm the luckiest guy on the planet to have what I have and to have found it when I did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This doesn't mean that every young couple is going to make it like Sarah and I have but it also means that you can't live your life based on statistics. If you feel that everything is right with someone don't worry about what surveys have found, worry about how you feel and work your ass off to show that person how you feel about them. I speak from experience when I say that when you find that person the rewards are infinite! It doesn't matter how young you are when you find them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-2702388007210731970?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/2702388007210731970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/03/finding-love-young.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2702388007210731970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2702388007210731970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/03/finding-love-young.html' title='Finding Love Young'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S6g0qrRHxOI/AAAAAAAAAC8/bEOPaNZMpDQ/s72-c/wedding+rings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-4660614408824672415</id><published>2010-03-22T20:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:22:14.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, Megan Fox is pretty hot!</title><content type='html'>I've been looking at the picture I posted here of Megan Fox and I have to admit, she does look pretty fucking hot! Still not as hot as Kim Kardashian but yeah, she's hot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-4660614408824672415?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/4660614408824672415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/03/okay-megan-fox-is-pretty-hot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4660614408824672415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4660614408824672415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/03/okay-megan-fox-is-pretty-hot.html' title='Okay, Megan Fox is pretty hot!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-5245483043555166897</id><published>2010-03-16T22:16:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T22:53:39.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Women, Guys Like Some Meat On You!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S6BrZ-m66nI/AAAAAAAAAC0/E92UzzSy3sQ/s1600-h/yuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S6BrZ-m66nI/AAAAAAAAAC0/E92UzzSy3sQ/s320/yuck.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449473643165444722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why are women so obsessed with being so damn skinny? Is it because you think that's what guys want? How many women envy the bodies of Megan Fox, Victoria Beckham, Jessica Alba, all the Victoria Secret models, etc.? I'll be the first to admit that Megan fox has a pretty face, but not a sexy body! Maybe it's just me but I don't get turned on by the idea of feeling bones sticking through a womans skin. Yet women continue to strive to be this skinny! Doesn't being too skinny hinder fertility? Fertility is the root of sexual attraction so biologically men don't want that. But women are constantly bombarded with images of these tiny women on TV and in advertising so maybe seeing that makes them think that's what they're supposed to look like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S6BpPbTzfUI/AAAAAAAAACs/qdeTx2u6U4U/s1600-h/Fucking+hot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S6BpPbTzfUI/AAAAAAAAACs/qdeTx2u6U4U/s400/Fucking+hot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449471262868077890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it comes down to it, men like curves!!! We like you to have a booty, we want a little meat on your thighs, we love hips!!! Look at actresses like Scarlett Johanson, can you find me a guy that doesn't think she's one of the sexiest women they've seen, next to you of course! Why do you think that Kim Kardashian is famous? Because she is sexy as hell! There's no other reason, she's not a good actress, ever seen Disaster Movie? No, it's all about her body, booty included! I guess having a sex tape is the real reason she became famous. But nevertheless, these are the body types that most of us guys find sexy. So no matter how big you think your butt is, or how thick you think your thighs are, believe your guy when he tells you how sexy he thinks you are!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S6BmzIXjz2I/AAAAAAAAACk/_0uvBxO9EgM/s1600-h/yuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-5245483043555166897?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/5245483043555166897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/03/women-guys-like-some-meat-on-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/5245483043555166897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/5245483043555166897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/03/women-guys-like-some-meat-on-you.html' title='Women, Guys Like Some Meat On You!!!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S6BrZ-m66nI/AAAAAAAAAC0/E92UzzSy3sQ/s72-c/yuck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-2349505869825930095</id><published>2010-03-14T21:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:10:54.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blowjob'/><title type='text'>Steak and Bj Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S52wuhonsDI/AAAAAAAAADs/JRYCYmA-7ng/s1600-h/grilled_steak.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S52wuhonsDI/AAAAAAAAADs/JRYCYmA-7ng/s320/grilled_steak.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Did you know that March 14th is steak and BJ day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;There is even a website&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.steakandbjday.com/"&gt;http://www.steakandbjday.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.steakandbjday.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is from the website -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 6px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 6px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You know the drill. Every 14th of February you get the chance to display your fondness for a significant other by showering her with gifts, flowers, dinner, shows and any other baubles that women find romantic. Every Valentines day you rack your brains for that one special, unique gift that will show your wife or girlfriend that you really do care for them more than any other. Now ladies, I'll let you in on a little secret; guys really don't enjoy this that much. Sure seeing that smile on your face when we get it right is priceless, but that smile is the result of weeks of blood, sweat and consideration. Another secret; guys feel left out. That's right, there's no special holiday for the ladies to show their appreciation for the men in their life. Men as a whole are either too proud or too embarrassed to admit it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Which is why a new holiday has been created.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;March 14th is now officially "Steak and Blowjob Day". Simple, effective and self explanatory, this holiday has been created so you ladies finally have a day to show your man how much you care for him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No cards, no flowers, no special nights on the town; the name of the holiday explains it all, just a steak and a BJ. Thats it. Finally, this twin pair of Valentine's Day and Steak and Blowjob Day will usher in a new age of love as men everywhere try THAT much harder in February to ensure a memorable March 14th!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The word is already beginning to spread, but as with any new idea, it needs a little push to start the ball rolling. So spread the word, and help bring love and peace to this crazy world. And, of course, steak and BJ's.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;In celebration John grilled us some fabulous steaks and thanks to a little help from Seagrams 7 and coke I just gave the most fantastic blow job of my life and swallowed it all like a champ, I definitely think this is a tradition worth keeping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-2349505869825930095?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/2349505869825930095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/03/steak-and-bj-day_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2349505869825930095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2349505869825930095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/03/steak-and-bj-day_14.html' title='Steak and Bj Day!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S52wuhonsDI/AAAAAAAAADs/JRYCYmA-7ng/s72-c/grilled_steak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-310519490255616140</id><published>2010-03-13T08:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:13:21.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='threesome'/><title type='text'>Hot dream but a new perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S5uqoY0N_fI/AAAAAAAAACU/1dfqh7XIll4/s1600-h/feet.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448135785067707890" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S5uqoY0N_fI/AAAAAAAAACU/1dfqh7XIll4/s400/feet.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;If you read any of our blog you would see that the topic of a threesome with another woman has been heavily discussed between Sarah and I. I understand that most of you are probably sick of  reading about us saying how we're not going to do this but I wanted to get my dream down on here before I forgot about it so that I could share it with Sarah. Anyway, while the appeal of this idea has decreased for Sarah we still do discuss it a lot, mainly in a joking manner. Well the fact that I have a cock is pretty much a dead giveaway that the idea is always hot to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Last night I had a dream that this fantasy came true. While the dream started off very arousing I did see a different issue that hasn't been discussed between Sarah and I. The whole thing was just so intimidating! Mostly for Sarah but it also was for me. In my dream seeing that Sarah was so nervous about this took away some of the appeal for me. She was so nervous that she wasn't really able to enjoy it. With the scenarios her and I have discussed her enjoyment is the only reason that we would ever actually do this. So I awoke this morning with another new view of having a threesome: it's better left for fantasy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Sarah has many other concerns of having a threesome, some that I agree with some that I don't, but whether I agree with them or not they are still very valid. When it comes down to it it's just not the right thing for our relationship. I've always believed that if both partners are all in and have clearly discussed all the rules that a threesome could be a very fun thing but if one of those partners is apprehensive in the least that it would likely create problems. I don't want problems in our relationship, everything is just too perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;So while I still love the idea of seeing Sarah with another woman I now have just one more reason that it wouldn't be as good as it is in my imagination. If Sarah and I were to ever have another woman join us I would want it to be all about Sarah and for her to enjoy the experience completely and I just think that her nerves would prevent that from happening. I love this as a fantasy and that is the perfect place for it to stay for us right now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-310519490255616140?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/310519490255616140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/03/hot-dream-but-new-perspective_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/310519490255616140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/310519490255616140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/03/hot-dream-but-new-perspective_13.html' title='Hot dream but a new perspective'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S5uqoY0N_fI/AAAAAAAAACU/1dfqh7XIll4/s72-c/feet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-1445682275873409878</id><published>2010-03-07T22:45:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:16:44.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>Still Not Sure What To Think</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S5SPTwm8wnI/AAAAAAAAACE/4Z3rU-FwMfA/s1600-h/question_mark_3d.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446135419026326130" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S5SPTwm8wnI/AAAAAAAAACE/4Z3rU-FwMfA/s400/question_mark_3d.png" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 207px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The back door is an erogenous zone on both men and women yet this pleasure zone with so much potential is often left unexplored. If it is explored it is so often shut down and never tried again. Why? The problem is in our heads! Nothing's supposed to go up an ass, especially a mans ass, no matter what it feels like, right? But why? Men have a prostate that when stimulated gives pleasure right? The anus itself (man or woman) is a hot spot for pleasure too, right? So why are we taught that anything going in our butts is wrong? Unfortunately these beliefs are instilled in us during our formative years, therefore they stick with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As I said before, The Rude Boy is one of the only well designed toys for men. If you read my previous post about this toy you know I was on the fence about it. As I mentioned in that post, I may need to try it alone to see if my apprehensions about Sarah being there was inhibiting pleasure. Mind you, the two times I used it with her it felt good but there was still embarrassment and sadly shame about doing something so taboo. Well, I tried it alone. These two feelings that I thought may be blocking the pleasure turned out to be. From the time it went in it felt pretty good. I felt the vibrations of this toy where they are designed to be which I didn't notice when using it with Sarah. My orgasm was probably one of the most intense I have had alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So great, it does it's job. Unfortunately the story doesn't end there. After the orgasm comes the demeaning part, removal and clean up along with all the thoughts of how disgusting this act was. Once all the arousal wore off and I had a head clear enough to think of something besides the pleasure I just felt so dirty and disgusting. How fucked up is that?! Shouldn't I have felt good, just having a good orgasm and finding out that this $80 toy works! But no, these ridiculous anti-sex values instilled in me during my upbringing had to squash the pleasure I just moments ago was enjoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So this brings me to another topic that I'm very passionate about, why our culture views anything to do with sexual pleasure (besides a man and a woman "making love" missionary style) as wrong. Even if you want to follow the whole religious morality b.s. about homosexuality fine, but enjoying anal pleasure (as a man) has nothing to do with being gay! Sure it's the way that gay men have sex but that doesn't mean that a straight guy doesn't have pleasure points in those parts of his body. So why is it so wrong to enjoy those?!!! This felt good but trust me, I have absolutely zero interest in men whatsoever! So enjoying this pleasure zone isn't going to turn someone gay. This is a whole other topic in itself though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So back to The Rude Boy, I still don't know what to think about this thing. If I didn't have these feelings of shame and disgust in my head this would be an awesome toy for men. What I'm unsure of is whether or not these feelings I get afterwards are worth the pleasure. Maybe it just comes down to being in the right mood, who knows. I must say, the good thing that comes out of this is that I at least know that some back door play on Sarah is something that can be made to be done without pain and even possibly pleasure if she can change her mind about the whole thing. Hell if she figures out how to change her mind about it then I'll have to make sure she teaches me so I can enjoy this toy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-1445682275873409878?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/1445682275873409878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/03/still-not-sure-what-to-think.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/1445682275873409878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/1445682275873409878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/03/still-not-sure-what-to-think.html' title='Still Not Sure What To Think'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S5SPTwm8wnI/AAAAAAAAACE/4Z3rU-FwMfA/s72-c/question_mark_3d.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-4161928031218666451</id><published>2010-03-06T20:38:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:19:56.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S5MgzaRz4OI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XvinVBCRGRU/s1600-h/Heart.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445732442020503778" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S5MgzaRz4OI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XvinVBCRGRU/s400/Heart.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 342px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You make every day worth waking up to! You give me the inspiration to be the best man I can be to you! I love you more than anything and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you!!! Damn I'm a lucky man!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS So are we together or what? I DO!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-4161928031218666451?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/4161928031218666451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4161928031218666451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4161928031218666451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-you.html' title='I LOVE YOU!!!!!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S5MgzaRz4OI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XvinVBCRGRU/s72-c/Heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-7567364123785962042</id><published>2010-03-02T19:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:15:33.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger buddies'/><title type='text'>Fantasy come true...</title><content type='html'>Ever wonder what would happen if you acted out your&amp;nbsp;fantasies? &amp;nbsp;Check out this HOT &lt;a href="http://thejilloff.wordpress.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; by Jill, she is one dirty girl who is dragging her (very willing) hubby along for a ride through her bi-sexual fantasies and curiosities and they are having a hell of good time doing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S43JqtgS-KI/AAAAAAAAADM/DmauDCHuwpA/s1600-h/jill.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S43JqtgS-KI/AAAAAAAAADM/DmauDCHuwpA/s320/jill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-7567364123785962042?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/7567364123785962042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/03/fantasy-come-true.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/7567364123785962042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/7567364123785962042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/03/fantasy-come-true.html' title='Fantasy come true...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S43JqtgS-KI/AAAAAAAAADM/DmauDCHuwpA/s72-c/jill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-4684612421912266290</id><published>2010-02-27T09:44:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T22:18:36.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Sex tip #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S4lSmVePGuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/toN63TEKM2Y/s1600-h/lotion.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442972443206425314" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S4lSmVePGuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/toN63TEKM2Y/s400/lotion.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 322px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this one's kind of a given but when you're working your woman up to an incredible orgasm don't slip out and cum all over her just before she gets off!!! So yeah, this happened to us last night. Sarah was so close to what she later told me would have been an incredibly powerful orgasm. Seeing how worked up she was I got very close instantly. Sarah noticed and told me not to stop so I tried changing my movements slightly as a way to prolong the inevitable. Well I changed my movement so much that I slipped right out of her. To make matters worse, I started to cum just as soon as I slipped out. I shot it all over her and the pillow she was sitting on. Sarah completely lost all the sexual that had built up. IT SUCKED!!! All we could do was laugh about it but I felt so horrible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So some of these tips are going to be just goofs, everyone knows not to slip out and cum all over her ass but I just thought it would be an interesting way to share this story! Even though Sarah and I know each other as well as we do and do a very good job of satisfying each other we still make our mistakes. This one would have been funny to watch on film though! Too bad we weren't video taping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-4684612421912266290?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/4684612421912266290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/02/sex-tip-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4684612421912266290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4684612421912266290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/02/sex-tip-2.html' title='Sex tip #2'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S4lSmVePGuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/toN63TEKM2Y/s72-c/lotion.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-3365775099593859451</id><published>2010-02-26T19:36:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T22:35:04.604-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreplay'/><title type='text'>Chore-play: sex tips for men!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S4iJdMh4-nI/AAAAAAAAABs/Epn0qCxnxIY/s1600-h/dad_1333.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442751284349827698" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S4iJdMh4-nI/AAAAAAAAABs/Epn0qCxnxIY/s400/dad_1333.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I got this idea to share some of my tips that I've learned over the years (mainly the past 6 months) that have helped make Sarah and my lives so fantastic. It's going to be in bits and pieces so I figured it's only fitting that I start with how to get her in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way our lives used to be was that I would go to work, make the money and Sarah held down the fort at home. She was in charge of all the cooking, cleaning, paying bills and childcare. Sure I'd come home and spend a little time with our kids but then it was to my chair where I would settle in and watch TV until I fell asleep. Meanwhile, Sarah was cleaning up the kitchen after dinner, bathing the kids, getting them ready for bed and getting them to bed. By the time she was done with this she would be completely exhausted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Sarah and I embarked on our 30 day challenge she made a vow to step up our sex lives by increasing the frequency. I wanted so desperately to do something for her to show my appreciation. Typically, I would go out and buy Sarah something small but thoughtful to show her that I appreciated what she was doing but thanks to the economy we had no money for such gifts. I decided one night that I would give her the night off and take over the nightly duties she would do every night. The response was overwhelming! She appreciated my efforts so much more than anything I could have bought for her.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing her reaction only made me want to help her more and more. Since then I don't think I've watched more than an hour of TV in any given night and when I would it would be something that Sarah and I would watch together after the kids were in bed. Most nights we wouldn't even finish the show because both Sarah and I were so eager to go to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since then Sarah has told me how sexy it is to see a dad with his kids and I have heard the same thing over and over again. Then a few months later I heard a quote from I believe Dr. Drew saying that foreplay for women begins the night before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my first sex tip, get her in the mood by relieving your wife/fiance/girlfriend of her normal duties, however small or large they may be. Do it without her asking for help. The appreciation she will have for this gesture will surely come back around to make your efforts worth while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I'm reading a book right now about how to become a "cunnilinguist" so I think I'll have some very beneficial tips to come so keep checking back!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-3365775099593859451?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/3365775099593859451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/02/sex-tips-for-men.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/3365775099593859451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/3365775099593859451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/02/sex-tips-for-men.html' title='Chore-play: sex tips for men!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S4iJdMh4-nI/AAAAAAAAABs/Epn0qCxnxIY/s72-c/dad_1333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-6829286297990262128</id><published>2010-02-26T19:29:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:21:56.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>This was our favorite vibe we've had.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S4iE8Wf2tlI/AAAAAAAAABk/sHESEZJeVuo/s1600-h/favorite.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442746322043450962" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S4iE8Wf2tlI/AAAAAAAAABk/sHESEZJeVuo/s400/favorite.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 350px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 350px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Every time I'm asked for a recommendation on a vibrator I recommend this g-spot vibe. This was the easiest one we've ever used during sex and it was very powerful. Though it's designed to be inserted and stimulate the g-spot that shape makes it very convenient for clitoral stimulation! You can find it at adameve.com in the g-spot vibrator section. Give it a try, it's well worth the $20!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-6829286297990262128?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/6829286297990262128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-was-our-favorite-vibe-weve-had.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6829286297990262128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6829286297990262128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-was-our-favorite-vibe-weve-had.html' title='This was our favorite vibe we&apos;ve had.'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S4iE8Wf2tlI/AAAAAAAAABk/sHESEZJeVuo/s72-c/favorite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-2566369216500539532</id><published>2010-02-23T19:25:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:17:50.731-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>The Rude Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S4Ser598KDI/AAAAAAAAABM/3SDLgQYwkfk/s1600-h/rude+boy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441648726902581298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S4Ser598KDI/AAAAAAAAABM/3SDLgQYwkfk/s400/rude+boy.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 350px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 350px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There's not too many sex toys out there for men. Women have a plethora of toys to choose from; vibrators for clitoral stimulation, dildos for vaginal penetration, tons of toys for anal play and then combinations of some and all of those things all in one. Then there's g-spot stimulators and vibrators etc. For men, you have the masturbation sleeves, cock rings and toys designed more for women that you can use anally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah has loved her toys from the very first time I surprised her with her first toy. I've tried the cock rings, vibrating and all and it did nothing. We bought a masturbation sleeve for me to use a while ago and while it did feel better than a hand I had to clean it after I finished which made it completely not worth using. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of Sarah's friends told her about the Rude Boy. She says her husband enjoys it and suggested that Sarah and I try it. Sarah told me about it so I took a look. Basically what it is is a C shaped toy that is inserted anally.  The shape is designed specifically to hit the prostate while a small nubbed section applies pressure along with vibration against the perineum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah has occasionally used her fingers on me while blowing me or riding me and it does add some intensity to my orgasms. So after getting over my insecurities about buying a toy to stick up my ass we decided to buy one. By the way, &lt;a href="http://adameve.com/"&gt;adameve.com&lt;/a&gt; sells them and they always have some half off offers that include free shipping so this $80 toy only cost us $40. Right now you can use deal20 at checkout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day the toy arrived we gave it a try. I used it while Sarah gave me a handjob. The first time it was a little uncomfortable up until orgasm. My orgasm was a little more intense than they typically are from handjobs. This gave me enough motivation to try it again. Last night after Sarah had her orgasm we used it again, this time during sex. I didn't experience any of the discomfort I felt the first time and there were actually several times that Sarah applied the perfect amount of pressure to the toy and it felt really good. Again, the orgasm was slightly more intense than a usual orgasm but not as good as some of the better ones that I've had without anything back there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I'm reviewing this product a little premature since I've only used it twice. Plus, there's still a little awkwardness about using it so maybe if I get over that it will be even better. So my opinion at this point is that it's just good. It does add a different sensation but then with the awkwardness and having to clean it off before anything touches it takes a few points off from the overall experience. Right now I'm thinking it may be something that I'll use a couple times a month or so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I'll give it a try alone so there's no awkwardness from Sarah being there. I guess I'm still up in the air on this one.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-2566369216500539532?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/2566369216500539532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/02/rude-boy.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2566369216500539532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2566369216500539532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/02/rude-boy.html' title='The Rude Boy'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S4Ser598KDI/AAAAAAAAABM/3SDLgQYwkfk/s72-c/rude+boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-1733510963282717148</id><published>2010-02-21T10:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:12:51.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positions'/><title type='text'>Try this for a good time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S4FrggHFcGI/AAAAAAAAADE/Q-R2GKtmo_0/s1600-h/g-whiz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S4FrggHFcGI/AAAAAAAAADE/Q-R2GKtmo_0/s320/g-whiz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;How&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;You lie back with your legs resting on each of his shoulders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Benefit&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;When you raise your legs, it narrows the vagina and helps target your G-spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Bonus&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Ask him to start rocking you in a side-to-side or up-and-down motion. That should bring his penis into direct contact with your G-spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;This has become my favorite&amp;nbsp;position&amp;nbsp;and I finally found a name for it, the G-whiz! &amp;nbsp;Check out more fun positions at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.womenshealthmag.com/sex-and-relationships/sex-positions?action=grid"&gt;http://www.womenshealthmag.com/sex-and-relationships/sex-positions?action=grid&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;have fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-1733510963282717148?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/1733510963282717148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/02/try-this-for-good-time.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/1733510963282717148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/1733510963282717148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/02/try-this-for-good-time.html' title='Try this for a good time!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S4FrggHFcGI/AAAAAAAAADE/Q-R2GKtmo_0/s72-c/g-whiz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-5709488208921074779</id><published>2010-02-16T07:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:21:04.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squirting'/><title type='text'>I think Sarah Squirted!!!</title><content type='html'>A few nights ago Sarah and I had the best sex of our lives!!! This is the story I said I would get to in my last post. There was nothing special that set the mood or anything. I actually went to bed thinking that nothing was going to happen. As I was laying next to Sarah I asked if I could eat her out. Her answer was just "sure". I thought I would go down and she would be half into it and then we'd have some sex and be done with our night. Wow was I wrong!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't remember all the details specifically but I started and then somehow we got into a 69 position on our sides. Sarah doesn't usually like 69 but this time she got into and quickly! I must have been doing some good things to her because she was moaning so much that it felt like she had a vibrator in her mouth as she was sucking me! We did this for a little while before she climbed on top of me and rode me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah was kind of sore because we had recently finished 10 rounds in just over 2 days so we both knew she would cum this way. She decided that she would get me close this way and then finish me with her mouth! She has done this once before and I thought it was the hottest orgasm I had ever had! This one topped it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was done it was Sarah's turn. She laid on her back and got one of her new vibrators. I used my fingers on her as if I would be trying to make her squirt. This has become one of the best ways to give Sarah some pretty intense orgasms. As I used my fingers on her G-spot she massaged her clit with her vibrator. I could tell that she was getting very turned on and very close because her g-spot swelled bigger than I have felt it before. Just as she started her orgasm I increased the pressure on her g-spot. Her whole body started to spasm and then I felt a couple of small squirts hit the palm of my hand! I looked at my hand and it was definitely wet and where it was wet couldn't have possibly been from vaginal fluid!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now there wasn't a crazy amount of fluid like I had expected there would be and I'm thinking that it may have been because what came out was more from the pressure and movement of my fingers than Sarah actually pushing it out. Sarah said it was a very intense orgasm and that it felt more internal than external so I'm pretty sure that's what it was. Now we just need to get her to push it out so she experiences the full intensity of it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of this made me so horny that I had to have Sarah again! I didn't leave Sarah any time to say anything before I hopped on her and started to make love to her again. Thinking about all that just happened had me so turned on that I only took a couple minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I finished I rolled off of Sarah and she told me that she wanted another orgasm. I asked her "really". She grabbed my hand and lowered it to her vagina and said "yeah, see how wet I am". She completely forgot that all that fluid was from my orgasm inside of her. We got a good laugh at that and then got back into what we were doing when she had her first orgasm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It didn't take long before Sarah was about wiggling out of the bed because her orgasm was so intense!!! Her entire body was twitching for a good 30 seconds, I have never seen her cum so hard!!! It was so hot!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We fell asleep after that. The whole next day every time I would say anything about last night it sent chills through Sarah!  Definitely a memorable night and I hope we're able to have another night that intense before too long! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-5709488208921074779?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/5709488208921074779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-think-sarah-squirted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/5709488208921074779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/5709488208921074779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-think-sarah-squirted.html' title='I think Sarah Squirted!!!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-6751110323459855341</id><published>2010-02-14T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T09:12:25.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S3gg2jCdilI/AAAAAAAAAC8/U-9kyWD2KQQ/s1600-h/roses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S3gg2jCdilI/AAAAAAAAAC8/U-9kyWD2KQQ/s320/roses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;John and I are wishing you all a happy Valentines filled love, romance, happiness and some good fucking! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-6751110323459855341?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/6751110323459855341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6751110323459855341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6751110323459855341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='HAPPY VALENTINE&apos;S DAY!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S3gg2jCdilI/AAAAAAAAAC8/U-9kyWD2KQQ/s72-c/roses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-2459930981174916937</id><published>2010-02-12T08:30:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:22:29.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strip Club'/><title type='text'>Garter, Thong, Lace Top Thigh Highs and a Dance, Does Life Get Better?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S4iB_7XfwUI/AAAAAAAAABU/iXRvYCwr-uI/s1600-h/garter+and+thigh+highs.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442743084945228098" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S4iB_7XfwUI/AAAAAAAAABU/iXRvYCwr-uI/s400/garter+and+thigh+highs.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 267px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you read my last post you know that Sarah and I went to a strip club on a recent trip we had. You also know how bad it sucked. What I didn't talk about is how the night turned from a let down to the hottest night ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah and I came back to our room after the strip club and mixed a couple drinks before going back out for an hour or so. We had a few drinks before the club, a few at the club and then a couple after leaving the club. We were both buzzing pretty damn good by the time we decided to call it a night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah had the perfect amount of alcohol in her system! Just enough for her to loose her inhibitions yet not so much that she was sick! When we got back to our room her sexy dress and bra quickly ended up on the floor! All that she was left wearing was her new garter, matching thong and lace top thigh highs! Let me say, I have always fantasize about seeing Sarah in this outfit and it was so much hotter than I ever imagined!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So once stripped down to her sexy lingerie Sarah hopped up on the bed and asked if I wanted her to dance for me!!! Like I would say no to that!!! She was going crazy!!! I have never seen my gorgeous, somewhat modest wife acting so sexy! While I was at the edge of the bed she would get down on her hands and knees sticking her perfect ass in my face and shaking it just right! I finally climbed up on the bed and laid back as she straddled me dancing above me! There is no way to even describe how sexy her moves were! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If the girls at the strip club had known how do dance and be sexy I would have thought that Sarah just learned a few things from them and wanted to try it out on me. Since the girls sucked it got me thinking that this is something she has wanted to do for a long time but never had the courage to do. I guess it was just the alcohol. So now I'm thinking that Sarah might be a little bit dirtier than she portrays herself to be, which is awesome!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah had asked me a couple times during our time together if I thought it would be sexy if she danced for me. I never really thought it would do much for me but holy shit was I wrong. I can honestly say that was the sexiest I have ever seen Sarah act and it was by far the sexiest thing I have ever seen! And the best part was I know it turned Sarah on and made her feel super sexy which of course led to possibly the best sex we've had, up until last night that is, but that's a whole other story!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-2459930981174916937?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/2459930981174916937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/02/garter-thong-lace-top-thigh-highs-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2459930981174916937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2459930981174916937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/02/garter-thong-lace-top-thigh-highs-and.html' title='Garter, Thong, Lace Top Thigh Highs and a Dance, Does Life Get Better?!!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S4iB_7XfwUI/AAAAAAAAABU/iXRvYCwr-uI/s72-c/garter+and+thigh+highs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-500042380190439241</id><published>2010-02-11T08:00:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:12:08.391-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strip Club'/><title type='text'>Rick's Cabaret in Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>Sarah and I recently went to a strip club for the first time together. Sarah has never been and I went once for my bachelor party. We planned this trip with the main purpose to be going to a strip club. After a lot of research we decided on Rick's Cabaret. We heard raved reviews about them on Playboy Radio and read nothing but good reviews online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah dressed up very sexy for our night out. She wore some lace top thigh highs with a sexy garter and matching thong all hidden under a sexy dress. While getting ready she was so nervous about going. I kept reassuring her that she would be the envy of all the guys there being cool enough to go to a strip club with me. We used Rick's Cabaret's car service to pick us up and when the driver got there the first thing he asked is how I was able to get Sarah to go with me to a strip club. This guy works at a strip club and his girl won't go with him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The car service was very nice! They picked us up at our hotel in an Escalade and the driver was very friendly. The car service was free and as an added perk to using their service they comp your cover and give you a free round of drinks. We (at least me, maybe not Sarah) were very excited by the time we got to the club. We walked in and were seated then I looked up on stage. The girl dancing was, hmmm, lets say "thick". Now I've always thought that a little meat on a woman is sexy as hell and this girl up on stage had a little more than I like. Still, I thought her ass was okay, it was round with some nice hips but just a little too big everywhere else (except her chest). I thought well, everything I read and heard said that this place had hot girls so I was sure it would get better. It didn't! This thick girl ended up being one of the better looking bodies there. The girls they were bringing up just kept getting worse and worse. If the next girls body was better then her face was a disaster!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew drinks were expensive in these places, I was thinking maybe $8 or $9 a drink, wrong again! Mixed drinks were $12.50 each and beer was $11.50. And at those prices it would take a small fortune to get your beer goggles thick enough to even get close enough to wanting to actually look at these girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After being in there a while one of the girls came over and sat by us to talk. She chatted for a while before asking if one of us wanted a dance. Sarah had no desire to get one for herself so this dancer asked Sarah if I could have one. I was hoping that Sarah would tell her she wasn't comfortable with me getting a dance because I didn't know how to say no, I don't want your ugly ass anywhere near me! No such luck. Sarah said she didn't care so I just went along with it. What a waste of $20!!! This dance turned me off!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later in the night two girls came in that I wouldn't consider to be repulsive. I guess you could say that was the highlight of the club but still they were nothing to get excited about. In reality, they probably looked okay because of the girls they were surrounded by. Basically, all the girls except for these two were at least 20lbs overweight! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to leave and I called our driver to get a ride back to our hotel. He gave me some BS lie that he was off work already and that I needed to talk to a host to get another driver to take us back. I finally tracked down a host and he told me that the other driver was out so we should just get a cab. He was a complete dick about it on top of all that! I was so fed up with this place by this point so I decided to just let it go and we'd pay a fucking cab. I later realized that all they fucking care about is getting you into their club then they don't give a fuck about you once your money's gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess being that the vast majority of their business comes from tourists their not too concerned with repeat business. The worst part of this place being so shitty is that Sarah's not sure she wants to ever go to another strip club again. Hopefully she is willing to give it one more try and we have better luck if we do go again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moral of the story, DON'T GO TO RICK'S CABARET IN LAS VEGAS unless you're looking to get repulsed by women and then get the shaft when you want to leave!!!!!!!! When we got in the cab our driver asked if we had a good time. We both said not really and he says "why, ugly girls?" I was later told that Sapphire and Treasures would have been better but who knows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-500042380190439241?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/500042380190439241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/02/ricks-cabaret-in-las-vegas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/500042380190439241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/500042380190439241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/02/ricks-cabaret-in-las-vegas.html' title='Rick&apos;s Cabaret in Las Vegas'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-4941277465993044145</id><published>2010-01-29T18:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T20:19:47.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back By Popular Demand!!!</title><content type='html'>Not that we went anywhere...The original purpose of Sarah and I starting this blog was as a communication tool for the two of us. We thought that it may be easier to say things in writing rather than with words. In addition to that we could pop on here if something came to mind that we probably would have forgot to share without it. Well, this tool worked! Not only did it work, it brought us so close that we now tell each other everything and without any nervousness about it. Our communication has been so wonderful that I have told Sarah things that I swore I never could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that being said, we really don't think much about typing our thoughts out here.  Most of our conversations are on topics we've already discussed on this blog so I don't really know how much we can add to that without boring you guys to death. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never really intended to have followers and regular readers on here and definitely didn't think that we would actually be able to help other people's relationships. Based on a couple of emails we've received we've found out otherwise. I love the idea of being able to help people this way. Sarah and I have an absolutely perfect relationship and I do feel bad for people who aren't as fortunate as we are. I really think that everyone deserves to have the kind of relationship that Sarah and I have so if we can improve other people's relationships, even if it's slightly that's reason enough for me to want to continue writing here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how this is all going to work, I've only been thinking about it for a day or so and haven't quite figured out the best way to continue this thing without being boring, maybe Sarah has an idea, we haven't talked about it yet. But soon I'm sure we'll be able to think of something. Hell, maybe Sarah has the right idea with her last post about swallowing, maybe more of a tested tips kind of thing. If any of you have any ideas feel free to comment or email us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll try this out with a tip that I recently heard. Orgasms release endorphins that bond you to the person you orgasmed with. I'm not a biologist so I don't know all the science behind it, I'm just repeating facts as I heard them. These endorphins last a little more than 36 hours so it's recommended to have sex with your partner at least once every 36 hours to ride the high so to speak. I can speak from personal experience from mine and Sarah's 30 day challenge that this is very true. Sarah and I have bonded more in the past 4 months than we have in the previous 11 years we've spent together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting fact about these endorphins is that the less physical effort you have to put out to achieve orgasm the more endorphins you have released. Women always wonder why guys like blowjobs so much, there's your answer. This isn't true just for men either. So use your mouths, tongues, hands and whatever else you can use to please your partner, you'll be paid back by making them completely yours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, a little more personal experience, Sarah was feeling like she wasn't satisfying me because the more she had sex with me the more I wanted her. It wasn't until I heard these facts and told Sarah that either of us understood the reason for this. Basically it comes down to the fact that having all this sex made me feel so close to Sarah and made me crave being close to her physically. How can you be closer to someone more than by being inside them? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all this being said, sex should be a huge bonding experience. It should bring you closer outside the bedroom as well and for me and Sarah it has made us excited and happy to do things for each other that we never used to like doing. So go fuck your husband, wife or significant other!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-4941277465993044145?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/4941277465993044145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-by-popular-demand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4941277465993044145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4941277465993044145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-by-popular-demand.html' title='Back By Popular Demand!!!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-5793661300746120998</id><published>2010-01-10T13:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T13:50:42.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blowjob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral'/><title type='text'>Learning to swallow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S0o7DAiCpJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8DVgxstVz68/s1600-h/kiss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S0o7DAiCpJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8DVgxstVz68/s320/kiss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have finally perfected my technique and I wanted to pass along the info to any ladies out there who are struggling with this! &amp;nbsp;A few years ago I was on a quest to make it happen and I googled "how to swallow" trying to find information, there was a lot out there but it took lots of practice and my willingness to make it happen for it to work. &lt;br /&gt;So my #1 tip is that you have to want to do it or else it will not work. &amp;nbsp;This can't be something you do just because your significant other wants you do it, I mean of course you are doing it for him but you have to want to, so tell him to take the pressure off! &lt;br /&gt;Tip #2, make sure your mouth is well&amp;nbsp;lubricated, drink lots of water and make sure there is plenty of spit in there, it won't work with a dry mouth!&lt;br /&gt;Tip #3 use gravity to your advantage! &amp;nbsp;I find the best position is for him to sit on the edge of the bed while I am on my knees, laying down makes it really hard not to gag! &lt;br /&gt;Tip #4 once he starts coming just stop trying to suck, hold it right in the roof of your mouth until his penis stops pulsing, then all at once swallow. DON'T swallow as its coming, you will puke! (I know from experience!) At first its kind of hard to fight the urge to gag but if you keep your&amp;nbsp;tongue&amp;nbsp;still and hold your breath its easier to swallow it in one big gulp. If you don't like the taste have a drink near by. &lt;br /&gt;I hope this helps some one, your man will love you for it and you will feel a new found closeness to him! And the good news is there is only 5-7 calories in each load, so its like a yummy little protein packed snack that won't make you fat, enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-5793661300746120998?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/5793661300746120998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/01/learning-to-swallow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/5793661300746120998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/5793661300746120998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/01/learning-to-swallow.html' title='Learning to swallow'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S0o7DAiCpJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8DVgxstVz68/s72-c/kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-4336641239918313480</id><published>2010-01-09T09:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T15:35:52.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Diary of a Call Girl, my new favorite show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S0iolhZZN5I/AAAAAAAAACs/Hq-jS90YDo4/s1600-h/belle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S0iolhZZN5I/AAAAAAAAACs/Hq-jS90YDo4/s320/belle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Just last week I discovered a great series from Showtime called Secret Diary of a Call Girl.&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Its about a young woman in London who works as a call girl. &amp;nbsp;But she isn't trashy or slutty, she's just your typical young single woman. &amp;nbsp;For those of you like me who just love looking in on other people's sex lives this show is so perfect, and its based on an actual person! &amp;nbsp;She loves sex and loves pleasing people, in one episode she rides on a saddle of one of her client's backs and makes horse noises for him, she does a threesome with another woman to give a client his ultimate fantasy and a foursome that a couple wanted for their anniversary. &amp;nbsp;Its all super funny and believable! &amp;nbsp;Of course being on Showtime they do show quite a bit of nudity so if your not into soft core porn I don't&amp;nbsp;recommend&amp;nbsp;it! &amp;nbsp;The third season aires on January 25th. Check it out! You can watch recaps on Showtimes website&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sho.com/site/secretdiary/about.do"&gt;http://www.sho.com/site/secretdiary/about.do&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-4336641239918313480?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/4336641239918313480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/01/secret-diary-of-call-girl-my-new.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4336641239918313480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4336641239918313480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/01/secret-diary-of-call-girl-my-new.html' title='Secret Diary of a Call Girl, my new favorite show!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/S0iolhZZN5I/AAAAAAAAACs/Hq-jS90YDo4/s72-c/belle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-5595561332194437338</id><published>2010-01-02T19:50:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:22:56.671-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>What was Sarah thinking when she married me?</title><content type='html'>Sarah and I were talking the other day about our lives and how we've changed over the years. We started talking about from the time we started dating and I think I started things out right with Sarah. I was the first person to take her on a real date. Sure she was only 16 but hell, I had my first date when I was like 13 or something like that. The closest Sarah came to a real date before me was one of her boyfriends asked her to go see a movie with him and he got there before her so he could buy his ticket and go into the theater and let her buy her own. I was on my game from day one! I was very sweet and romantic for our first two years or so. I would write Sarah letters (wow, what life was like before texting and email and all this shit), tell her how I felt about her and all that stuff that women love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well a couple years into our relationship we moved in together. I must have thought that I had her locked in by that point because looking back on it now, I completely quit trying. I remember what caused it too, I took Sarah out for dinner at Applebees and it cost me over $40 for just us two! I thought that was outrageous to have to spend that much money to let someone else cook for us. Somehow I didn't realize that it was okay for me to go spend $60+/week playing golf by myself but I couldn't stand spending any money to have some alone, romantic time with the girl that I loved. So I was working full time, Sarah was working full time and going to school full time so we were both very busy. Somehow it was okay for me to take all my free time for myself instead of spending any of it with Sarah, I mean we slept next to each other every night so that was enough right? When we moved in together in was to a city several hours away from our hometown. Sarah broke down crying one day and told me that she was so lonely that she wanted to move back home. I DIDN'T GET THAT IT WAS ME!!! What a fucking idiot I was!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ended up going about 6 months without taking Sarah out once when I thought it would be a good idea to propose to her. Now that part I did right at least. I set it up with her work for her to have the day off, got us a hotel out of town, packed her bags and told her that I had to drive her to work so we could leave right afterwards. I drove right past her work and all the way to our hotel without stopping. Once at the hotel I told her to get dressed in this fancy gown I had brought for her and I dressed up in a suit (which I never wear) and told her we were going out to a nice dinner. I had reservations and we drove up to the restaurant to find out it was not much more than a tavern. I improvised a little driving up on a hill overlooking the city lights and had my speech all planned out, dropped down on a knee and asked her to marry me. She said yes, even after all my bullshit! Why, I am so lucky she did but why did she? I had the time to plan out all this shit for one night but I couldn't figure out to just hang out with her a couple times a week and spend some time awake with each other. Then we had over a year until the wedding, I didn't change but Sarah hung in there and dealt with my crap and still took the plunge with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I somehow never realized that I was this way until a couple days ago. I've been thinking that Sarah should have said something to me about it but that wouldn't have done any good. I probably would have rebelled and acted even worse. Actually she tried subtly telling me and I didn't get it. What is so amazing to me now though is that everything worked out. She must be brilliant being able to see through all my flaws and selfishness back then and knowing that I would come around and treat her how she deserves to be treated. She had to have been miserable being in second place in my life and nobody would make a lifetime commitment thinking that things would remain that way. Maybe she's psychic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the very least this has taught me that I have a wife that loves me beyond belief to be able to stick around through all of that. And I now know what I did wrong so that I can make sure that I never make the same mistake again. The best part of all this, I have the rest of our lives to make up those few years to my perfect wife!!!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-5595561332194437338?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/5595561332194437338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-was-sarah-thinking-when-she.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/5595561332194437338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/5595561332194437338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-was-sarah-thinking-when-she.html' title='What was Sarah thinking when she married me?'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-6885694151825403164</id><published>2009-12-30T08:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T09:04:02.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So I haven't been around much, I go back and forth on this whole blogging thing and putting my intimate life out there for others to read.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The truth is that I am fascinated by sex, I watch every show on the history channel about the history of sex, I listen to playboy radio's advice show because I love to hear what other people are doing. &amp;nbsp;Sex is just so interesting! &amp;nbsp;Its strange, sex is such a vital part of a human being's life, I mean without it we would not be here and yet it is so hush hush! &amp;nbsp;I mean I guess thats for the better, people should keep some things private but its also nice to hear about other people who are like you or desire the same things as you do, it makes you feel like much less of a weirdo to hear that what turns you on is normal! &amp;nbsp;I guess when it comes to sex though there really is no "normal". &amp;nbsp; Anyway I know that people out there do like reading this stuff because I know I do and I am just your average everyday wife/mom, it's real live people talking about their real live sex life so whats not to like right? &amp;nbsp;So I guess we'll keep it going for now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Just for fun here are some interesting sex facts I found!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica, Verdana, Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;According to the book&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Hidden Bedroom Partners: Needs and Motives That Destroy Sexual Pleasure,&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;what your partner does after sex may have lots of hidden meanings. Immediately rolling over and going to sleep may indicate anger. Going to the bathroom may reflect feelings of guilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;The typical person spends about 600 hours having sex between the ages of 20 and 70.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;Reserachers say that condoms exposed to smog and ozone are less effective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;Americans spend twice as much money on pornography than they do on cookies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;A survey in&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Cosmopolitan&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;magazine said that foreplay usually last 14 to 17 minutes for the average married couple, and that the man typically reaches orgasm after six minutes of copulation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;According to the Earthsave Foundation, the sperm count of the average American male is down 30 percent from 30 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;According to&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Runner's World magazine,&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;two out of three runners say that they fantasize about sex while running. On the other hand, one out of 11 fantasizes about running while having sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;On average, it takes two tablespoons of blood to get a man's penis erect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;According to one theory, people who chew a lot of ice have a high sex drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;The 1992 Kinsey Report established that the average man's speed of emission was 18 kilometers per hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;According to the National Institute of Business Management, one of every eight boss-secretary romances ends in marriage. One out of 10 secretaries admits to having been romantically involved with her boss, with only 25 percent saying that the experience had negative impact on their careers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;According to Archives of General Medicine, coffee drinkers have sex more frequently and enjoy it more than non-coffee drinkers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Working Woman&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;reports that companies with the lowest percentage of women workers have the highest percentage of sexual harassment complaints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;Master's and Johnson's stages of the sexual response cycle are excitement, plateau, orgasm, and resolution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;The average time that a man lasts after penetration is two minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;According to the Kinsey Report, 10 percent of the population is exclusively hetero or homosexual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;According to the Hite Report, candles are the artificial device used more frequently by women when masturbating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;According to Kinsey Report (1953), 15 percent of the female population was capable of multiple orgasms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;20 million Americans watch pornography annually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;Regular cranberry juice is better for a bladder infection than organic cranberry juice because of the acidity of the preservative benzoic acid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;The vagina and the eye are self-cleaning organs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"&gt;According to Susan Lark, MD, director of the PMS Self-Help Center in Los Altos, Calif., having sex with orgasm relieves menstrual cramps because the vigorous muscle action moves blood and other fluids away from congested organs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-6885694151825403164?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/6885694151825403164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-i-havent-been-around-much-i-go-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6885694151825403164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6885694151825403164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-i-havent-been-around-much-i-go-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-8505300344728102529</id><published>2009-12-13T18:41:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:14:33.368-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Weird night last night!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S4iDMu5ue2I/AAAAAAAAABc/KqXZt6DFyWA/s1600-h/honey+bottle.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442744404449065826" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S4iDMu5ue2I/AAAAAAAAABc/KqXZt6DFyWA/s400/honey+bottle.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 331px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I fell asleep early last night because I slept about 4 1/2 hours the night before. I had a dream that Sarah and I were having very romantic passionate sex, it was great. I remembered that dream when I woke up and spent most of the morning thinking about it. Sarah slept about 4 hours later than me. I was taking care of the kids and taking care of some things around the house that I've been wanting to do when Sarah woke up. She came into the room I was in and asked "why is the honey on your night stand?" It all hit me at that moment. I remembered having a dream early this morning before I got up for the day. The dream was that Sarah was blowing me and told me that she wished my penis tasted sweet. In my dream I thought, honey's sweet, that should work. In reality, I got up out of bed and grabbed the honey from our pantry and brought it to bed. I remember getting back to bed and telling Sarah that I had the honey and she should try it and she didn't respond. I then told her that maybe I would just jack off with the honey. She said "what?" I told her that I didn't mean to say that out loud and then rolled over and fell back asleep. All of this happened and I wouldn't have had a clue if Sarah hadn't asked me why the honey was in our room. This kind of got me wondering if last night was the first time I've done something like that. Maybe I don't want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-8505300344728102529?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/8505300344728102529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/12/weird-night-last-night.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/8505300344728102529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/8505300344728102529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/12/weird-night-last-night.html' title='Weird night last night!!!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/S4iDMu5ue2I/AAAAAAAAABc/KqXZt6DFyWA/s72-c/honey+bottle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-6986004055821488078</id><published>2009-12-12T06:27:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T07:04:39.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Due to some recent email conversations with a reader of this here blog, Sarah has had a complete change in mindset. We're having trouble figuring out if this person was real or someone just fucking with us somehow. Basically, we were presented with an offer of a foursome with her and her husband, so it seems anyway. I'm not in Sarah's head so I can only go off of what she has told me but this completely freaked her out! Last night we had a conversation about this event and about the past couple of months broadcasting our lives online. Basically it comes down to the fact that Sarah is done with it. We started this blog as another means of communication between the two of us, an easier way to say the things that are hard to say face to face. We accomplished that and now this "tool" is no longer needed for that purpose. For me, I love it. I have no friends so this has been my way of sharing things that I would share with friends if I had them. Not all of the things I wrote here, I got a little carried away at times but I just don't have anyone to tell how much I love my wife and tell about the way she makes me feel. This was a release for me. I feel like I'm the luckiest man in the world to have Sarah as my wife and I don't have a fucking person that I can tell that to. &lt;div&gt;So I think this reader fucked up everything. From the way that Sarah was talking last night, I think that even the fantasy of being with another girl has been squashed. I don't even know how to explain how upset Sarah seemed about all of this other than ashamed and guilty. She felt guilty that she let her mind wonder to such a place and ashamed that she wrote about it online for everyone to read. I think she was freaked out that this reader was so close to us and is now paranoid that someone we know will find this blog and realize it's us. I know that isn't possible however, sure everything we wrote here is completely true but we've changed our names for the sake of discretion and our story isn't all that uncommon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what now? I don't know. Talk of deleting this blog was had last night. We talked about her just taking a break from all of this. I guess only time will tell, ultimately the decision is hers. Sarah feels that focusing on all of this stuff has distracted her from her primary responsibilities which are our kids. This is BS. She is the best  mother I have seen. She has devoted her life to our children (sometimes getting in the way of the time I want with her). Then on top of that, all this discussion between Sarah and I has brought us so close together that now instead of coming home from work, sitting down in my recliner and watching TV until I fall asleep I help around the house, spend more time with our kids and spend more time giving Sarah the attention she deserves. We spend so much more time as a family now. Our DVR is so fucking back logged with shows that we've recorded and haven't even wanted to set aside the time to watch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just don't get the guilt. Maybe everything just hit Sarah all at once last night. I don't know. For me these past two months have been the best of my life. They have bonded Sarah and I more than I could have ever imagined being possible so I don't get how she would feel any guilt from that.  Thanks Beth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-6986004055821488078?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/6986004055821488078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/12/due-to-some-recent-email-conversations.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6986004055821488078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6986004055821488078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/12/due-to-some-recent-email-conversations.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-7182470958827928654</id><published>2009-12-11T19:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T19:41:23.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheating</title><content type='html'>I have been reading all kinds of things on babycenter and hearing calls on the radio talk show I listen to of people who have cheated or been cheated on. So I thought I would share my thoughts a little on the subject.&lt;div&gt;Each person has certain needs that they expect to be met by their partner. I think it simply boils down to the fact that when people in a relationship aren't getting their needs met that they seek fulfillment of those needs elsewhere. This is why communication is so damn important! I am so thankful that Sarah and I have opened up to each other like we have and because of that I'm not worried at all that this will ever be a problem for either of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can say with 100% certainty that I will never cheat. Like I just said, Sarah and I will always talk. In addition to that, I imagine how completely devastated I would be if Sarah stepped out on our marriage and that feeling is something that I would never make Sarah have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People have been asking on the message boards I look at if all men cheat. The answer to that is NO. There are plenty of heartless douche bags out there that don't think one bit about it and cheat all the time but there are just as many that feel the same way I do. One thing that bugs me too is that if a man cheats it's all the man's fault. Sure he's the one that makes the conscious decision to go out and actually do it but I'm sure there are plenty of men that are pushed that way because their needs aren't being met. Not that it's ever right but that part of the story is always left out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a bit of advise from me, for what it's worth, take care of each other. Make sure that you are satisfying your partner's needs. Talk openly about what you need from each other and strive to make sure that you are doing your best to satisfy those needs. Relationships take work, it doesn't matter how perfect you are for each other, it still takes work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-7182470958827928654?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/7182470958827928654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/12/cheating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/7182470958827928654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/7182470958827928654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/12/cheating.html' title='Cheating'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-3523137101089834286</id><published>2009-12-10T12:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:46:21.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='threesome'/><title type='text'>Some of my thoughts on recent comments...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;It seems some people feel like John is pressuring me or making me uncomfortable because of the opinions he posts on this blog so I would like to set the record straight.  I don't feel any pressure what so ever!  Yes John blogs about threesomes and fantasies a lot but only because he enjoys writing more than I do. He brought the topic of a threesome up initially to me several months ago but I am the one who brings it up now, he never talks about it unless I do.  He is extremely sensitive to my feelings on this topic and makes sure to never make me feel like he is pressuring me.  He has told me time and time again that he doesn't care whether we ever do it or not and he fully understands my point of view on it.  The only reason he keeps bringing up the subject here is because I brought it up to him earlier that day and made him think more.  He works alone all day and has tons of time to think, sometimes I will say something to him and leave my thoughts at that because my days are crazy and hectic and I have zero time to think but he has the entire day to think about what I said.  I realize this blog seems more one sided because I haven't been expressing my point of view much but really John and I discuss everything that either of us write on here and I have not had a problem with any of it.  The subject of a threesome is very personal and controversial and each couple feels differently but just because some of you that read this blog know that you couldn't handle it, just remember, your relationship is not the same as mine.  I absolutely LOVE LOVE LOVE the openness and honesty John and I have and it feels great that we can tell each other this kind of stuff without the other freaking out or feeling pressure to do something we are not comfortable with.  I feel like we have a much stronger bond than most people are able to have in their relationships because of our honesty. Will we have a threesome? I don't know, I pretty much doubt that it will ever happen, but we have opened the lines of communication between us and we know how the other feels so if maybe some day we "stumble" into a situation we know exactly where the other person stands.  If this topic is repulsive to you than that is fine, but for us its HOT and we will continue to talk about it between ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-3523137101089834286?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/3523137101089834286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/12/some-of-my-thoughts-on-recent-comments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/3523137101089834286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/3523137101089834286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/12/some-of-my-thoughts-on-recent-comments.html' title='Some of my thoughts on recent comments...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-5348000458698698270</id><published>2009-12-09T19:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T20:09:23.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I possessive? Hell yes!!!</title><content type='html'>The subject of a threesome came back into my mind again today. Sure Sarah and I have joked about it and stuff but I really haven't thought that deeply about it in a while, until today. The difference, I'm making sure with myself that I REALLY would be okay with it if it actually happened.&lt;div&gt;I have always been a very possessive person. This goes all the way back to when Sarah and I started dating. I remember a drunk night playing truth or dare at one of her friends house. Sarah was dared to kiss another girl and I wouldn't have anything to do with it. I think it was more my insecurity than anything else, after all we were in the infancy of our relationship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have thought at times that the idea of Sarah getting fucked by another guy while she was giving me a blow job was hot too. Actually I still do think the IDEA of it is, but that's it, just the idea, it will never happen! Sarah is very flirtatious and being as hot as she is she attracts attention. On one hand I love it when she comes home and tells me that some guy was checking her out or flirting with her because it makes me feel proud that I'm the one she chose even though there are plenty of other options out there for her. But then my jealousy usually kicks in and I think what the hell is some guy doing checking out my wife or flirting with my wife. Really it's completely harmless, I work my ass off to keep Sarah happy and I know she isn't going anywhere. So I'm not crazy enough to think that I would be able to have another guy's junk in my wife, hell, I even feel awkward when she has to go to her OB.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So how can I know that I will be okay sharing Sarah with another woman? This is the question I've been thinking about most of the day today. Since my over reaction to the truth or dare game when we were younger I have realized that I wouldn't have a problem if she wanted to be with a woman, it's harmless. Here's what I have figured out. If we were to have a threesome there is nothing in it for me with the other girl. If I want the hot view of seeing a little girl on girl all I have to do is punch it up on youporn or tube8 or any other countless video sites so that's not it. Here's what fuels this desire for me, I love my wife more than anything! I don't want her to miss out on anything that she wants to experience. I can provide love, compassion, caring, nurturing, roughness, cock, masculinity, etc. What I can't provide is the softness of a woman, boobs (even though I came close by getting a little over weight up until about a year ago but that was just gross) and just the gentle touch that only a woman can provide. I know from experience that all of this is wonderful! Being able to be there and see and feel Sarah experience these wonderful things that only a woman can give is what makes this so hot and completely okay with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's how I know I won't be possessive and jealous if we ever have some chance encounter with another woman. I don't know, maybe I'm too giving but that's the way I like it. There is nothing better than seeing Sarah enjoying herself sexually! I don't mind one bit that I feel that way and I know that Sarah appreciates it as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-5348000458698698270?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/5348000458698698270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/12/am-i-possessive-hell-yes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/5348000458698698270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/5348000458698698270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/12/am-i-possessive-hell-yes.html' title='Am I possessive? Hell yes!!!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-1488846220872344883</id><published>2009-12-04T19:17:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:23:51.335-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Damn, I love being loved!</title><content type='html'>After a shitty morning (financial issues), a shitty hour long commute to work while arguing with our bank on the phone, freezing my ass off working outside at 8 degrees and doing work that I hate I was in quite the mood. That all changed at 11:17 this morning. I heard my phone make the noise it makes when I receive a text. I expected it was Sarah telling me something else had gone wrong. To my surprise I opened my phone to see "I can't stop thinking about you"! Literally in an instant, my day went from complete shit to wonderful because of 6 simple words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The crazy thing about this morning is it made me completely forget about what an incredible night Sarah and I shared together last night. After falling asleep, exhausted from over an hour of sex (not including foreplay) I awoke to Sarah crawling into bed right next to me to cuddle which is something that she usually doesn't like. Then before falling back to sleep we had some middle of the night lovin' and cuddled together as we slept until morning. I love to cuddle so this was just awesome for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I got this text from Sarah I pretty much forgot about all the problems and couldn't stop thinking about how wonderful last night was as I was reliving it in my mind. It is so unbelievable to know that I have found a woman that is as crazy about me as I am about her! Seeing such a simple little text message really makes me realize that and appreciate it so much. God I love my wife and I love that she feels the same way about me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-1488846220872344883?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/1488846220872344883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/12/damn-i-love-being-loved.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/1488846220872344883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/1488846220872344883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/12/damn-i-love-being-loved.html' title='Damn, I love being loved!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-4699734091954278528</id><published>2009-11-28T11:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T12:04:53.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a break</title><content type='html'>After some thought today I've decided that I need to take a little break from this. One of my flaws is that I tend to obsess about things. This blog, sex and expressing myself have all been things that I have been obsessing about lately. So, in order to try to get past this, I think that I need to stop thinking about what I'll be writing next. &lt;div&gt;I am much more of an expressive person than Sarah. One of the big problems with this is that I say so much shit that forget what I said and end up saying the same things over and over again. I know how annoying it is to hear the same thing repeated constantly because my father does the same thing and I hate it. I think I've said about everything there is to say by now, at least up to date, so anything else is just going to be repetitive. I have really been driving Sarah crazy with all the repetitiveness also, and she's the last person that I want to annoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing is wrong between Sarah and I, we're still closer than ever, I just don't want to drive a wedge between us by being annoying. Also, although I am more appreciative than anyone will ever know about how giving sexually Sarah has been, I think that all the talk, obsessing and expectations I've been having and doing may be taking some of the enjoyment out of it for Sarah. Basically, I talk so much about that Sarah doesn't have any room to think about it on her own. I know that for Sarah, two to three times a week is perfect. For me, everyday is good. So as with everything in a marriage, we need to find a compromise. We'll see what that ends up being. For the past two months I would say that we have only had at most 10 nights off. That is just too much for Sarah to keep up with I think. I would rather have sex four nights a week with Sarah being into it than having sex every night with Sarah being into one or two times per week. I don't think Sarah regrets how much sex we've had or anything like that, I just want her to enjoy it as much as I do and it seems like it's just been too much for that to happen lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More than anything though, I just don't like myself right now after waking up to how obsessive I've been. I have a few other things to work on within myself so here's another one to add to the list. I am proud of myself that I can realize my flaws though. So, what I'm thinking now, there may be a few things that I'll have to say from time to time on here, I'm going to try and limit myself to a post a week or so. I think this will give me the breathing room to focus on other things for a little while. I'm sure Sarah will keep posting here so don't go away, she's more interesting to read anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for all of your comments and for following us through the past couple months of our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-4699734091954278528?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/4699734091954278528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-for-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4699734091954278528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4699734091954278528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-for-break.html' title='Time for a break'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-3183915832100339036</id><published>2009-11-28T06:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:24:42.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>Didn't know this was possible</title><content type='html'>Last night after Sarah and I went to bed, I asked her if she wanted to try her magic wand vibrator again and she said sure. I grabbed it, plugged it in and then as a joke turned it on and pressed it against my penis. I have done this before and it felt good but last night when I did it, it felt really good. I think Sarah noticed my response to it. She asked if I could cum from just that and I thought I probably could. She told me that she didn't mind if that's what I did so I tried it. It actually worked which really surprised me. This was the first time ever that I orgasmed without some type of stroking. It did feel really good but I regretted that I didn't get to make love to Sarah as soon as I finished. Nothing feels better than Sarah, obviously. But, on the bright side, I have another option for when Sarah isn't in the mood or able to have sex or when I'm alone. I just never would have thought I could climax with only vibration on my penis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-3183915832100339036?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/3183915832100339036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/didnt-know-this-was-possible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/3183915832100339036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/3183915832100339036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/didnt-know-this-was-possible.html' title='Didn&apos;t know this was possible'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-11068803139416666</id><published>2009-11-25T18:27:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T18:44:58.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To: Anonymous</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(170, 187, 204); line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author " id="c1799925291097095205" style="background-image: url(http://www.blogblog.com/dots_dark/icon_comment_left.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 20px; font-weight: bold; background-position: 2px 0.35em; "&gt;Anonymous said...&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 20px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;actually my husband helps out like that *on a daily basis*, and we don't need a 30 day challenge because we've pretty much had sex every day of the 5 yrs we've been together, minus a bit of time here &amp;amp; there whilst I was pregnant/giving birth. I feel it's ridiculous to make such a big deal out of helping her and expect praise, as a husband and father it should just be expected!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well you sound like you have your lives figured out! Good for you! I'm actually glad that you have a system that works for you and your hubby. I think that's something that a lot of people never figure out and because of that they're miserable and start resenting each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;With that being said, you have no idea about the "system" that Sarah and I have worked out for our lives. The way we do things works for us. Maybe you should consider that before commenting. Both Sarah and I do enjoy reading everyones comments but yours just came off as rude, ill informed and as if you were on your high horse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Just so you know, I didn't do any of that stuff to get anything out of Sarah, I did it because she was stressed out and I thought it would just make her day a little easier. She offered to give me a massage as her way of showing her appreciation for what I did because she appreciated it. I typed the post because I wanted to share the fact that Sarah is wonderful for offering to give me a massage and because I enjoyed the time that Sarah and I spent together as we cleaned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sarah's post was dead on about showing appreciation for the things that your spouse does to help out. It makes me feel good to be shown that what I did was appreciated, regardless of whether or not it's something that is expected of me. I just hope that you make your husband feel as special and as appreciated as Sarah makes me feel. If you do then my hat's off to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Also, we would love to get a first name from our commenters so that we are able to address you specifically if we want to respond to your comments. After all, it's still completely anonymous with only first names. Please keep the comments coming, we appreciate hearing from all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-11068803139416666?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/11068803139416666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-anonymous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/11068803139416666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/11068803139416666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-anonymous.html' title='To: Anonymous'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-3372551704345868872</id><published>2009-11-25T13:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:25:20.241-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Give a little appreciation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/Sw2QSXSn-zI/AAAAAAAAACk/yCLIYY_b2JY/s1600/note.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/Sw2QSXSn-zI/AAAAAAAAACk/yCLIYY_b2JY/s320/note.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show your significant other that you care and notice the things they do for you whether its expected of them or not. &amp;nbsp;Did your hubby throw his dirty socks in the hamper? Thank him! &amp;nbsp;Did your wife cook you a meal today? Tell her it tasted great! &amp;nbsp;They will be shocked that you took time to notice the little things they do. &amp;nbsp;Showing your loved ones that you&amp;nbsp;appreciate them makes them feel good and in turn makes them want to do more for you.&amp;nbsp;When we feel appreciated it makes us feel happy and accomplished even if we didn't get a whole lot done in a day. &amp;nbsp;Isn't it so much nicer to hear a thank you for a small job that got done then to be nagged about what didn't get done? &amp;nbsp;If all I hear is complaints about what I don't do then it makes me not want to do anything, why should I, no one appreciates it anyway, right? &amp;nbsp;Of course marriage is a partnership and we should do things for each other but sometimes life gets the better of us and things get forgotten. &amp;nbsp;Many times one partner feels taken for granted because they do so much and never hear a thank you. I know I feel that way as mother. Its not like the baby is going to say "hey mom thanks for wiping my butt!" Being a grown up and a parent are tough jobs full of&amp;nbsp;ridiculous&amp;nbsp;responsibilities, all we want from life is a little gratitude every now and then. &amp;nbsp;The kids aren't going to give it, the dog isn't going to give it, the house could care less so that leaves your spouse, show them so appreciation and they are bound to show it back! Thats just my little lesson on a happy marriage for today :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-3372551704345868872?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/3372551704345868872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-little-appreciation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/3372551704345868872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/3372551704345868872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-little-appreciation.html' title='Give a little appreciation!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/Sw2QSXSn-zI/AAAAAAAAACk/yCLIYY_b2JY/s72-c/note.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-4586900578622366616</id><published>2009-11-24T17:53:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T05:43:15.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Anonymous Commenter!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(170, 187, 204); line-height: 17px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author " id="c5090651312874410796" style="background-image: url(http://www.blogblog.com/dots_dark/icon_comment_left.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 20px; font-weight: bold; background-position: 2px 0.35em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Anonymous said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 20px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;oh get off your high horse. she does HOURS of housework every day and I bet she doesn't get back rubs for that. instead she has to go to bed and be expected to "service" your needs. you got it easy dude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Sounds to me like "Anonymous" is jealous!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-4586900578622366616?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/4586900578622366616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/world-is-full-of-idiots.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4586900578622366616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4586900578622366616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/world-is-full-of-idiots.html' title='Poor Anonymous Commenter!!!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-6013409246194926728</id><published>2009-11-23T21:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:15:12.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag Teamed</title><content type='html'>Get your mind out of the gutter, I'm not talking about that. Sarah and I tag teamed the house work tonight. Fun stuff, NOT! But I loved doing it anyway. I got to spend some time with my lovely wife but more than that, to hear how happy, relieved and appreciative she is for me to help her makes it all very much worth it. To show her appreciation for my hours of labor, Sarah's giving me a back rub! I love my wife!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-6013409246194926728?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/6013409246194926728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/tag-teamed.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6013409246194926728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6013409246194926728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/tag-teamed.html' title='Tag Teamed'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-2780235061654074580</id><published>2009-11-21T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T17:21:15.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson Learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you read my post yesterday then you know what our plans were for last night. Sounded hot right? Well, it was, for me. Sarah wasn't all that into it though. It seemed like the sex was enjoyable to her but when I came on her it didn't seem like she enjoyed it like we thought she would.&lt;br /&gt;Then came to getting Sarah off. We've had her new magic wand since Tuesday and used it for the second time last night. Just as Sarah was getting ready to cum it made some weird noise that freaked her out and took her right out of the moment. We got back at it and just as Sarah was starting to cum she told me that the vibrations from the magic wand were so intense that it pretty much made her numb. So basically, Sarah's orgasm was a dud.&lt;br /&gt;I think we built up last night to be too good to actually be able to achieve. I've noticed that with Sarah, spontaneity is the only way for dirty stuff like this to work. Come to think of it, that is the only way she has ever been able to successfully swallow, if during the act she decides that she wants it. So we still had some pleasure (I think me more than her) but the biggest thing that came out of last night is I realized that we just need to wait for the moment to dictate how our night is going to play out. Lesson learned.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-2780235061654074580?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/2780235061654074580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/lesson-learned_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2780235061654074580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/2780235061654074580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/lesson-learned_21.html' title='Lesson Learned'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-3315978827197772686</id><published>2009-11-20T18:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:31:52.767-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>WOW! Just WOW!</title><content type='html'>If reincarnation is what really happens and karma is true, I must have been the best humanitarian in the world in a previous life because it is paying me back ten-fold in this life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah came by the jobsite I was working at today just to say hi. She was just wearing some old jeans and a sweater. No elaborate make-up, not really dressed up but looking nice. From the moment she stepped out of her car I was just in awe! Sarah is literally the best looking woman I have ever seen! She's not some skinny runway model, that's not my thing. She is petite and curvy but nowhere near overweight. The only way I can think of to describe her body is perfect! Her legs are so sexy! They're not toothpicks, she has the perfect size legs, perfect shape, so soft, I just want them wrapped around me all the time. The jeans she was wearing make her legs look incredible! Then moving up from there, her perfectly curvy hips frame the hottest ass in the world! It is perfectly round, not too big, not to small. Then into a tiny little waist that just showcases how perfect her hips are! All of this perfection is topped off with wonderful breast. Their not huge but they have the perfect fullness and are so nice and round! All of this and I haven't even got to Sarah's face yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah has such a gorgeous face! Her nose is perfect, perfect cheeks, wonderful soft full lips and the most beautiful big bright round brown eyes I have ever seen. Lucky for our older two kids, they have her eyes. Sarah's hair is so thick and soft. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even with all this description, I don't think I do justice to Sarah as to how gorgeous she is! Like I said, the best way to describe her is PERFECT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So back to what I was saying, Sarah came over to see me today. When she called me and I asked her to swing by I was already thinking about her. As I think about her I imagine the way she looks. In my mind, the way I see Sarah, she is stunning! When I saw her today, she was even more beautiful than the picture in my head! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While Sarah was there with me I couldn't take my eyes off of her. I know the look on my face had to look like some little pathetic puppy. Sarah noticed me staring at her and made a goofy comment but I don't even remember what it was because I was in awe of her beauty! I drug out our goodbye just because I couldn't get enough of the sight of Sarah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She finally left and as soon as she left I felt the strongest feelings of lust for her that I have ever felt! I was getting tingly feelings all throughout my body. I could not think of anything except Sarah for the rest of the day. Since she left me the day just dragged on for what seemed like forever. I just wanted to be at home with Sarah so bad. So the evening is finally here and I am so excited to get to bed to pursue these lustful feelings with my unbelievably sexy wife!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-3315978827197772686?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/3315978827197772686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/wow-just-wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/3315978827197772686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/3315978827197772686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/wow-just-wow.html' title='WOW! Just WOW!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-6431743215297098892</id><published>2009-11-20T05:24:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T06:14:19.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my dirty wife!!!</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned in a previous post, Sarah and I have each chosen a day for us to decide the activities for the night, me on Tuesdays, Sarah on Fridays. This week there's no surprise for tonight, which is fine by me, I have had a full day so far and the rest of the day today to look forward to tonights fun!&lt;div&gt;Sarah's last post she said that she had the desire for me to cum on her, that desire hasn't left yet. Tonight is the night it's going to happen! We have it all planned out. I'm going to have sex with her until I'm ready to cum. Just before I do she wants me to pull out and cum all over her! When I finish she wants me to go down on her. I can't wait, this sounds so fucking hot to me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am absolutely loving this dirty side of her! It hasn't always been this way though although I've been wishing for it. I have came on Sarah two other times that I can remember. The first time we were both teens and were out camping at a lake in the bed of my truck. We were having sex with me on top. I don't remember how the idea came up but we decided I would pull out and cum on her and that's what I did. From what I remember, I just pulled out and without any other stimulation laid my penis at the bottom of her stomach and started cumming. It shot all over her stomach and a couple of spurts shot all the way up to her shoulder. She was so grossed out by it that she jumped up and ran out into the lake to wash off. I thought it was fun but as soon as I saw her reaction I was disappointed that she was that disgusted by my cum. I could never figure out why it was so gross to her, I mean I've always loved all of her fluids. The second time was during the 30 day challenge. Sarah was giving me a blowjob with a peach and told me that she didn't want me to cum in her mouth. I asked her if she would just leave her mouth open and let me cum and maybe shoot a couple spurts into her mouth. She agreed. She was sitting in a chair with me standing in front of her. I started to cum and I think I hit her mouth a little but most of it ended up on her breast and I think a little on one of her legs. I don't know what it is but seeing my cum on her skin is such a huge turn on for me. This time she wasn't grossed out by it though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully tonight ends up being as hot as both of us are imagining it will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, seeing this dirtier side of Sarah has created a new fantasy for me. It's something that I always thought would be hot but never in a million years did I think it was possible to fulfill. Now that Sarah has figured out how to swallow, it seems more plausible, if she can get over the other part. What I am fantasizing about is for Sarah to be riding me until I'm just about to cum. Right before I cum I want her to jump off of me and suck me until I cum in her mouth. I don't know why the idea of her sucking my penis after it's been inside of her is so hot to me but it is. And obviously the idea of cumming in her mouth is awesome. I don't think she's to a point yet that this would happen but maybe some day she will be. Until that day comes it's definitely a hot thought. And Sarah, I can tell you from experience, you taste delicious so it shouldn't be all that scary for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another reason that I thought this fantasy was so far out of the realm of possibility was because I turned the tables on myself about this thought. I pictured eating Sarah out after I had cum inside of her. It wasn't until a couple weeks or so ago that the thought of that was anything less than stomach turning for me. A couple of weeks ago I came inside Sarah before she climaxed. After I rolled over off of her she asked me if I would go down on her. At first I thought it was a joke but she assured me that it wasn't. The thought turned from disgusting to hot for me over the period of about a minute. I guess it was just that Sarah being that dirty really made it sexy. Unfortunately I didn't get the opportunity to follow through on this, I think it was because the baby woke up. After this idea was put into my head though I kept thinking about it. I kept thinking what was I so grossed out about. I've come to the conclusion that what the fuck difference does it make if I taste a little of myself in her, after all it did come out of my body and it is part of me. So while it's nothing that I crave to do, nor would I do it unless Sarah asked me to or if she thought it was hot, it is something that I would definitely do and if Sarah is turned on by the dirtiness of it I know it would turn me on too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the original topic, I can't wait for tonight. First of all, like I said before seeing my cum on Sarah's beautiful skin is such a turn on for me! Second, I haven't been able to eat her out for at least a week by now because she has been on her period. Going down on Sarah has always been something that I absolutely love and crave and for whatever reason that craving has only gotten stronger over time. I cannot wait to taste her pussy again, I want it so fucking bad. Best case scenario, me cumming on her will be such a turn on for her that she cums from my mouth. If not though, we have our new magic wand so I know that we'll still make her cum very hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of us will write about tonight tomorrow and let you all know how it went! Until then, just think of the fun we'll be having tonight!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-6431743215297098892?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/6431743215297098892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-my-dirty-wife.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6431743215297098892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6431743215297098892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-my-dirty-wife.html' title='I love my dirty wife!!!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-4040195106894464291</id><published>2009-11-17T07:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T22:15:42.476-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral'/><title type='text'>Gulp...</title><content type='html'>I remember pretty clearly my first attempt at swallowing while giving John a blow job, we were young and parked in a secluded area near my parent's house. &amp;nbsp;We fooled around in his truck just about every time we were together, which was nearly every day. &amp;nbsp;We would park somewhere and make out and have sex for hours in his tiny little pick-up truck. &amp;nbsp;I used to get bruises on my knees from where they would hit the plastic on either side of his seat while I rode him, smacking my back into the steering wheel. &amp;nbsp;One night I decided I wanted to try swallowing, everyone I knew did it and it didn't sound that hard! &amp;nbsp;Well that first attempt at swallowing ended up being my last for a looooooong time! &amp;nbsp;I gagged as soon as it hit my mouth and spit it out the window, ok more like vomited it out the window! &amp;nbsp;There was forever a small stain streaked down his truck below the window where the semen ate the paint away because he forgot to wash it off! &amp;nbsp;So of course all his friends knew about my failed attempt! &amp;nbsp;There was just something about a hot liquid being shot down my throat that turned my stomach! Not to&amp;nbsp;mention&amp;nbsp;it has a very unique taste that I wasn't fond of. &amp;nbsp;In the past 10+ years I have successfully swallowed just a handful times, my other attempts always leading to gagging and puking. &amp;nbsp;I have to be in just the right mood for it to work and that does not happen often and it was never something I wanted, it was something I did because I knew John liked it, and hey he is usually up to his eyeballs in my stuff and loves it! &amp;nbsp;Last night a strange thing happened, he was pleasuring me and as I got close I had this sudden craving to taste his cum, I actually wanted to taste it. &amp;nbsp;I had this image in my head of him spraying it all over my chest and face and of me drinking it up. &amp;nbsp;I have never been a fan of being cummed on but in that moment the idea was so hot that it sent me over the edge and I had an orgasm. &amp;nbsp;As soon as I was done I told him about my craving and of course he had no objections to me&amp;nbsp;satisfying&amp;nbsp;it! &amp;nbsp;I began working on him using my hands and mouth and I told him that I wanted to taste his cum, it didn't take long after that before it was shooting in my mouth. &amp;nbsp;This time instead of gagging I took it all and swallowed it in one big gulp. &amp;nbsp;I was so proud of myself and I know John appreciated it! &amp;nbsp;Strangely&amp;nbsp;the idea of him cumming on me still sounds pretty hot right now I think a new dirtier side of me is emerging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-4040195106894464291?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/4040195106894464291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/gulp.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4040195106894464291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4040195106894464291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/gulp.html' title='Gulp...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-8060946343855957698</id><published>2009-11-15T21:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:52:26.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying new things</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Sarah and I decided that we were going to each take a day to plan the nights activities, I plan out Tuesday and Sarah plans out Friday. Since we came up with this idea yesterday I wanted to try it out and Sarah agreed.&lt;br /&gt;I decided that we would watch our video that we made. Sarah hadn't seen it since the night we made it and then she only saw it on the tiny screen on our video camera. I hooked it up to our TV in our room and once the kids were in bed we went to watch it. I made a rule that we couldn't touch each other sexually until it was over thinking that we would both be turned on so much that it would be torture to us. Sarah didn't think the video was nearly as hot as I did. She didn't like the way she looked in it and that killed it for her. She's fucking crazy! She is so damn hot, I don't get it! So the no touching thing didn't work out nearly as I had hoped.&lt;br /&gt;I did have a backup plan though. A few weeks ago Sarah read a story online of some lady's husband tying her up and using a vibrator on her, Sarah thought it sounded hot. I had some rope under our bed because I had planned on doing this a couple nights before but that didn't pan out.  So last night I tied her up. I only had enough rope to get both her arms and one of her legs. I started kissing her and touching her a little but then she freaked out. She decided to give it a little more time so I grabbed her vibrator and started using it on her. Sarah couldn't get into it. After another minute she couldn't take it anymore and told me that I had to untie her now so I did.&lt;br /&gt;After that we just turned to the usual which always works and is always fun. Sarah used her vibe while I used my fingers on her until she climaxed. After that Sarah hopped on top and rode me until I came. Some might think that this type of sex would be boring and monotonus but not us. Although it's fun to try new things it's so nice to have a system that always works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-8060946343855957698?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/8060946343855957698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/trying-new-things.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/8060946343855957698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/8060946343855957698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/trying-new-things.html' title='Trying new things'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-8414284106253836389</id><published>2009-11-12T21:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:32:42.080-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love Sick</title><content type='html'>I feel like a teenage boy who is about to see the girl of my dreams again. Sarah and I were able to spend most of the day together today which was such a pleasant change from the way things have been the last few days. It wasn't anything romantic, actually it was because we had a meeting out of town for our financial matters and Sarah had a thing to do there afterwards. It was such an awesome day. We had a good three hours to just sit and talk on the drive and it was wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dropped her off at her thing and grabbed the kids and headed towards home, a two hour drive away. Sarah is catching a ride back with someone else when she's done with her thing so I had the whole time to just think. I could have thought about anything in the world but the only place my mind would take me was right back to Sarah. I was thinking about all the fun stuff we've done together over the years, the deep conversations we've had, picturing her perfect body naked and just thinking how fucking lucky I am to have found the perfect girl for me and how happy I am that I realized she was the one and never let her get away. I know it may sound corny or that I'm pussy whipped (which I completely am) but thinking of all this wonderful stuff gave me butterflies. Sure we've had our rough times, what couple hasn't, but they were all so insignificant that I couldn't even think of what any of them were. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm sitting here still thinking of Sarah. I've got all the kids asleep and don't even care to turn on the TV because I don't want the distraction from my thoughts, and the first Thursday night football game is on which is something that I have been dying to watch all week. Instead, I want to keep thinking about how happy Sarah makes me and share these thoughts with someone. I don't have any close friends that I'm able to talk to about stuff like this with so you get to be my relief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so anxious just sitting here waiting for Sarah to get home. I can't wait to hear her voice as she tells me all about her night. I can't wait to look into her eyes and see the love that she has for me. I can't wait to lay down with her and feel her soft skin against my lips as we cuddle up to each other. I don't even care if we have sex, I just want to feel her body against mine. I can't wait to smell her hair, touch her cheek and just fall asleep with her in my arms. Like I said, I feel like a teenager waiting to see his dream girl again, and I know what that feeling is like, I've been living with it every second Sarah and I are apart since our first date in February of 1999. So this is true love. This is what all the wonderful stories of finding your soul mate is about that I've heard throughout my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish that I had a way to put into words how Sarah really makes me feel, I'm trying but I still don't think I'm doing it justice. I just cannot wrap my mind around the fact that I have someone that I spend this much time with every single day and still crave her this much while we're apart. I love my wife! I want to spend every waking moment with her for the rest of my life, if only there was a way that we could make that work. How after almost eleven years can I still feel this passionate about her? It is simply amazing and I can't believe that over a decade later this incredible woman still makes me love sick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-8414284106253836389?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/8414284106253836389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-sick.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/8414284106253836389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/8414284106253836389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-sick.html' title='Love Sick'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-7835425955434427947</id><published>2009-11-12T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T09:06:56.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More thoughts on the post "HOTTEST PORN EVER"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;After sleeping on the thoughts I had last night and talking to Sarah this morning I have a little more to say. Sarah was very happy to see that I now see the whole threesome thing from her point of view. I too am glad that I now understand where she is coming from, it makes it much easier to understand for me. I don't understand why I had to see us make love on video to realize how much passion and love is involved in sex between us. I always knew that it was very romantic and loving between Sarah and I but I just didn't realize how much. Maybe it's the fact that I have never had sex with anyone else so I don't have the experience of just lustful sex, it's always been with Sarah and has always been very meaningful. Maybe it's the fact that men are more visual and I needed to see it from the outside in order to understand. But what really matters is that now I get it and Sarah, I love you more than I ever thought I could love somebody! Thank you for being the perfect wife!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-7835425955434427947?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/7835425955434427947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-thoughts-on-post-hottest-porn-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/7835425955434427947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/7835425955434427947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-thoughts-on-post-hottest-porn-ever.html' title='More thoughts on the post &quot;HOTTEST PORN EVER&quot;'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-1175553660741077220</id><published>2009-11-12T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T06:26:11.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Man I love my husband!</title><content type='html'>So last night I wasn't feeling too well and so I went to sleep early. &amp;nbsp;Around 4:30am I woke up and decided that I just needed to be close to John so I slid in next to him in our bed and we made love. &amp;nbsp;Afterwards I got up while he slept and I noticed our video camera out and that could only mean one thing, he watched our video last night! &amp;nbsp;I didn't know if I was annoyed or not by the fact that he got out of bed last night to jack off after I had fallen asleep! &amp;nbsp;I mean we had just done it that morning, jeez! &amp;nbsp;Then I opened my computer and read his post on our blog about what it meant to him to watch it and it brought tears to my eyes. &amp;nbsp;I don't know how I got so lucky to have a man in my life that loves me as much as he does. &amp;nbsp;I feel so grateful to have met him and to be lucky enough to be his wife. &amp;nbsp;Whenever I am around other women conversation always turns to man bashing, women seem to not be able to stand their husbands. &amp;nbsp;Last time I was at a little get together of women they were talking about how nice it is when their husbands leave town for work and how they wish they were gone more. &amp;nbsp;That makes me so sad, I cannot think of one thing bad to say about my husband. &amp;nbsp;He is amazing, thoughtful, honest, caring, and so damn sexy! I hate when we are apart! &amp;nbsp;I know every marriage has its ups and downs and we have too but I cannot imagine there will ever be a day when I would wish he would leave me, even for a few days. &amp;nbsp;I LOVE YOU JOHN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-1175553660741077220?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/1175553660741077220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/man-i-love-my-husband.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/1175553660741077220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/1175553660741077220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/man-i-love-my-husband.html' title='Man I love my husband!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-4276542072281130368</id><published>2009-11-11T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T23:12:36.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOTTEST PORN EVER!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>And none of you will ever get to see it. That's because it is Sarah and me. Sarah has been up and down with this illness going through our household and while she was up for a quicky this morning, come bedtime she was not feeling good. &lt;div&gt;Trying to be a good husband I laid down with Sarah this evening as she wanted to cuddle and go to sleep. Me being a guy, all the cuddling, caressing and closeness just gets me turned on, yeah even though she's sick. So I tried to be a decent husband and I laid there with her until she was asleep but I couldn't get my mind off of sex. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got out of bed and went out to grab the computer and do my usual when I'm too horny to go to sleep, you know, punch up youporn or whatever other site out there that shows fifth and spend a quick five minutes jacking off. Before I got to the computer I was thinking that none of that fake shit is going to help me tonight. Just then I remembered a fun little video tape that Sarah and I made about three weeks ago and thought, perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went and grabbed the video camera, hooked it up to our TV (yeah we still live in the stone ages having to watch our video through the camcorder) and then realized that I was missing an important part, the tape. Last I knew it was sitting on top of Sarah's nightstand, three weeks ago. I don't know how I knew where to look but I nailed it on my first shot, her underwear/lingerie drawer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After finding it I rushed back to the camcorder, popped it in and sat down. As soon as I saw Sarah's naked body on my TV I was hard. I have always thought she has an amazing body but to see it on TV is just mind-blowing. Now right after Sarah and I made this tape we watched it and it seemed kind of hot but a little boring at the same time. I can tell you watching it this time, nothing but hot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the video we started off with some 69. Very hot to see and a little dirty looking, although Sarah's hair was blocking the view of what I really wanted to see, but still fucking hot! Especially seeing her head bobbing up and down. Maybe it's just that I know exactly what it feels like as I'm watching this. Anyhow, we went from about 10 minutes of 69 to her jumping on top of me and riding me cowgirl style. This is by far my favorite position but the one thing that it lacks is that I can't see her perfect ass as she's grinding on me. Lucky for me, this video showed that! Her ass is so perfect and round I just absolutely love it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By this time, the video went from hot and somewhat dirty to very passionate and romantic. Seeing the way we move together as we give each other incredible pleasure is enough to make any man feel so proud and lucky to have that passion. It is so amazing to me to see how well we go together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the video Sarah rides me for just a couple of minutes before she hops off and I reach over and pull our little black toy bag out from under the bed. I set it down next to her and then we fall into each other again and start making love missionary style while laying on our sides. It is so crazy to me to see the passion and desire we have for each other that we fell back into making love like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we both rolled over onto our backs as I dug through the toy bag and pulled out Sarah's favorite vibe. I handed it to her and then slid my hand down between her legs. I started fingering her as she started working the vibe on her clit. As all this is going on our lips were locked in such a passionate kiss that you could see very clearly how much we are in love. The desire we have for each other on this tape is nothing that could ever be acted on film, even by the best actors in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As Sarah was working her vibe and I was working my fingers Sarah and I kept going from kissing to deep looks into each other's eyes to kissing other parts of our bodies all the while our free hands were caressing and touching each other and our legs were becoming so entangled that we looked like we were tying our bodies into a knot. I have been through this scenario so many times before with Sarah but never have I been able to see the true passion that her and I have for each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah and I worked together like this for another ten minutes or so until she started to squirm and twitch as she orgasmed. Seeing this on video sent me over the edge and I came there by myself watching. I have never felt so satisfied and turned on by masturbating to anything else before that I can remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing all of this fire between us and how well we worked together got me thinking about two things. First, we need more of this shit on tape! It is too fucking hot not be documented! And secondly, maybe Sarah is right about this whole threesome thing. Seeing the true romance and care and compassion that we have for one another really got me thinking, is this something we should mess with? I know that I have feelings for Sarah that I could never have for any other person on this planet, do I want to take a chance on something going wrong and loosing that? The picture in my head of a threesome is very hot, but it's not passion and romance, it's dirty lust. While I do think that Sarah and I could weather any storm that comes our way, she is not sure that it wouldn't change things between her and I and I really don't want to take that risk. Aside from that, seeing our passion like I just did, I'm not sure that I want to share that with someone else. I'm feeling very selfish and I want that romance all to myself. Now will I turn down a threesome if she truly does want one? I don't know, an hour ago that answer would have been hell no. But now I have some more things to think about in terms of that topic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the moral of the story here, I don't care if I never see another fake, big tittied blonde bimbo faking orgasm after orgasm on tape again. What really gets me going is seeing how in love two people can be as they share their bodies with each other in the most sincere display of love and intimacy there is. I feel like I have fallen in love with Sarah all over again just by seeing her and I make love on TV.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-4276542072281130368?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/4276542072281130368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/hottest-porn-ever.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4276542072281130368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4276542072281130368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/hottest-porn-ever.html' title='HOTTEST PORN EVER!!!!!!!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-5866674564371849687</id><published>2009-11-11T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T09:10:33.880-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>New toy!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday while I was sick in bed, the last of my family to get this awful stomach virus, John decided to do something sweet for me and ordered me a new toy, yay! &amp;nbsp;I have been wanting the Hitachi Magic Wand forever but its a bit too expensive for us right now. &amp;nbsp;So he discovered that Adameve.com sells a knock-off version that is much cheaper and the reviews are just as good, whoo-hoo! &amp;nbsp;To top that off he used deal 32 at check-out to get 1/2 off and free shipping! &amp;nbsp;I am so excited I can hardly wait! &amp;nbsp;I will let you all know how it goes.... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/Svrh7kEOk6I/AAAAAAAAACc/cqY-ZskRDbM/s1600-h/magic+wand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/Svrh7kEOk6I/AAAAAAAAACc/cqY-ZskRDbM/s320/magic+wand.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-5866674564371849687?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/5866674564371849687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-toy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/5866674564371849687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/5866674564371849687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-toy.html' title='New toy!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/Svrh7kEOk6I/AAAAAAAAACc/cqY-ZskRDbM/s72-c/magic+wand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-4085112021829858197</id><published>2009-11-10T09:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:35:17.961-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breast milk'/><title type='text'>Nursed back to health</title><content type='html'>The illness that ended me and Sarah's streak struck me yesterday. I spent the last half of the day puking about every half-hour yesterday. I was unable to eat anything and if I drank anything it came right back up within 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah is such a wonderful wife! She spent the whole afternoon tending to my needs. Getting me drinks, drawing my baths and just comforting me. What really makes it amazing to me that she does all of this for me when I'm sick is the fact that I am the biggest whining baby in the world. I know it annoys her but she still sticks in there and does whatever she can for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When our older two were sick on Saturday I kept begging Sarah to let me drink some of her milk so that I could get the anti-bodies and hopefully prevent me from getting sick. She didn't let me so yesterday I kept giving her shit about that joking around that it was her fault I was now sick. Maybe she didn't realize I was being serious on Saturday, who knows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, last night when she came to bed I was about at my worst. My whole body was aching, I could barely stop puking, I just felt like I could curl up and die. After massaging my aching muscles Sarah offered to let me drink her breast milk as a way to hopefully sooth me and maybe get me a few nutrients that I very much needed. Even feeling as poorly as I did, that was not something that I was able to turn down. So she sat on our bed as I laid across her lap, she pulled her shirt up and I took her nipple into my mouth and started sucking and drinking. I don't know if it was the intimacy or if breast milk really is that magical but I felt so much better as I laid on her drinking from her breast. I pretty much emptied her left breast and then decided I better stop so I didn't get too much and make myself sicker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I laid down on my pillow and felt so much better. I still felt sick but I could tell that I was over the hump so to speak. I was able to doze off and get the first bit of rest my body was so desperately craving. I still ended up puking another two times last night after that but they were spread out over the next 4 hours or so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really do believe that breast milk is a cure-all and I am so thankful that I have a wife that is such a good nurturer and takes such good care of me. There is something magical about Sarah's breast that make me feel so close to her and so bonded to her that I hope that we can make this a nightly routine. Maybe it will keep me from raiding our pantry at 10pm eating up Halloween candy, maybe it will help prevent me from getting sick in the future, and I know that without a doubt for me, it will keep me feeling so close and bonded to Sarah. I know that this wonderful experience of her lactating won't last forever and since we're not planning on having anymore children I want to enjoy this as much as I can, I just hope that if Sarah's up to it that she is able to enjoy it at least a fraction of how much I do or that she at least isn't weirded out by the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-4085112021829858197?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/4085112021829858197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/nursed-back-to-health.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4085112021829858197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/4085112021829858197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/nursed-back-to-health.html' title='Nursed back to health'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-6094352311189396169</id><published>2009-11-07T22:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:52:44.922-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day challenge'/><title type='text'>And so it ends...</title><content type='html'>Well 32 days is something to be happy with. So between two puking kids and Sarah having just enough to drink to get hungover before going to sleep our streak is done. I knew this day would come when we started this challenge but still it sucks. I woke up this morning somehow knowing that today was the end of it but my hopes changed after I texted Sarah and asked if we could continue the streak to 33 days and was told yes. At that point we only had one puking kid and Sarah didn't have a headache. So fast forward almost 3 hours and here I am sitting here typing about being upset that our run ended and being the only one in the family that feels good. I know I'm in for a fun night. Quite a change from having hot passionate sex every night to knowing that I'll be up all night nursing sick kids and possibly a wife. Oh well, that's what parenting and marriage is all about, putting everyone else's needs in front of mine. And to make matters worse, I've pissed off Sarah by getting upset that it's over. I feel like an ass for being upset but I tend to be an ass quite often. Maybe someday I'll figure out how to fix that. FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-6094352311189396169?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/6094352311189396169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-so-it-ends.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6094352311189396169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6094352311189396169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-so-it-ends.html' title='And so it ends...'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-5890754966062479181</id><published>2009-11-07T06:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:52:18.914-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day challenge'/><title type='text'>32 Days in a row!!!</title><content type='html'>We kept going last night and that is owed completely to Sarah. I had gone to bed and fallen asleep before Sarah came to bed so she woke me. It was damn good sex too. I've been trying to test out the tantric method of ejaculation control and although I've only been able to hold back two orgasms on two separate occasions it is amazing how intense it is when you actually do cum! These two orgasms feel like other parts of my body are experiencing orgasm rather than just the genitals. I don't know if there is something out there like this for women, I think Sarah's going to research that but I can tell the men out there that this is definitely worth at least trying! The info I found on technique is by Jaiya who does the Red Hot Touch series. &lt;a href="http://www.liberator.com/eng/video/all/16"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to see parts of her tips and techniques for free. The ejaculation control is titled ejaculation control. Enjoy, I know we will be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-5890754966062479181?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/5890754966062479181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/32-days-in-row.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/5890754966062479181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/5890754966062479181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/32-days-in-row.html' title='32 Days in a row!!!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-1636210427707194882</id><published>2009-11-06T21:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:25:41.771-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breast milk'/><title type='text'>Leche de Chichis!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let me start by saying that I love Sarah's breast milk! This is something that I realized after we had our first child. I remember she was riding me and orgasmed and as she came her boobs squirted milk all over me. I think that was the birth of my desire for it. The only problem with me liking this, I was too big of a pussy to tell Sarah about it. She only nursed our first for 3 months or so which cut my fantasy off before I grew the courage to tell her.&lt;br /&gt;Then we had our second. From the time we found out Sarah was pregnant I decided that I was going to tell her about this fantasy before our new baby arrived. Well that time came and went and again I pussied out. But this time I knew Sarah was going to nurse for a full year so I figured I had time to tell her. I slowly grew a little courage and told her that I enjoyed expressing her milk while we had sex. I asked her several times to taste it which she was always ok with but each time I would panic about letting her know I loved it so I would lie and say it had a weird after taste. That was the closest I came.&lt;br /&gt;Then one day at work for some reason I was thinking that I have a few things that I really want to do and if I don't tell her I will never get to experience them. Well the biggest of those was the milk thing. So I called Sarah on my hour long drive home and kept trying to bring it up. I somehow said just enough of something to a point that I couldn't back out of it. Sarah kept pushing me to tell her so I did, kind of. She was completely okay with it! How could that be I thought, isn't this something that should freak her out? Well it didn't freak her out at all. She was so cool about it even though I felt so awkward. We found a website called isitnormal.com and we posted the question if men liking their womans breast milk is normal. The answers we got really surprised me, almost everyone said it was normal. This made me feel a little better about it.&lt;br /&gt;Then we decided it was time to have our third. During the pregnancy we would occasionally talk about breast milk. I was so excited for the time to come that I would get to live out this fantasy. I would actually suck on her breasts during sex while she was pregnant hoping that her milk production had began but it didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Our third was born and when we got back to having sex this was one of the first things I went for. Sarah was perfectly okay with me enjoying her boobs but I still felt really weird about it for some reason. I also didn't tell her yet that what I really wanted was to drink it. She thought I just wanted enough to taste and not much more than that.&lt;br /&gt;We went camping about a month after our new baby and Sarah forgot to bring her pump. Our baby wasn't eating so Sarah was in some pain. I thought this would be a way that I could kind of introduce to Sarah that I wanted to actually drink her milk. I told her that since she forgot to bring her pump that I would relieve her. I think she took it as a joke and I chickened out and didn't tell her that it wasn't. That night I got fed up with being a pussy. When we laid down in our bed I told her that I wanted to drink it. She just said okay. She pulled her shirt up and told me to go for it and I did. She then started to give me a handjob. So there I was, getting stroked while drinking my wifes delicious milk. I sucked on her boob for a good ten minutes before blowing my load. Actually living the fantasy was even better than I thought it would be. I got a lot of milk and absolutely loved it!&lt;br /&gt;Since then I have been getting a lot of milk and feel completely comfortable with it. I have no shame or embarrassment that I love it. Sarah has been so wonderful about this as well. She has actually gotten to the point that me sucking on her nipples makes her cum pretty quickly, so it's a win win for both of us!&lt;br /&gt;I have given a lot of thought about why I like it so much and I really haven't been able to narrow down a specific reason, rather it's a combination of a couple of things. I know that it's partially because it's somewhat taboo, partially because it's taboo and Sarah is so accepting of it, partially because it's boobs, partially because it really does taste good and lastly, something about it just makes me feel very close to Sarah. My only regret, that I waited until our third and probably our last to tell Sarah about it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-1636210427707194882?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/1636210427707194882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/leche-de-chichis_06.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/1636210427707194882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/1636210427707194882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/leche-de-chichis_06.html' title='Leche de Chichis!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-932626445615198567</id><published>2009-11-06T08:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:51:48.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day challenge'/><title type='text'>Its not over yet</title><content type='html'>So after 30 days you would think we were tired and in need of a break, but our nightly sex ritual has become such a routine that it just seemed natural to end our day that way. &amp;nbsp;It wasn't crazy knock your socks off sex, it was more like sweet, slow, passionate sex. &amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;recommend&amp;nbsp;the 30 day sex challenge to every couple out there, it has done amazing things for our relationship, my sex drive, and my&amp;nbsp;confidence&amp;nbsp;as a sexual person. &amp;nbsp;On top of all that it was so much fun and nice way to escape our crazy hectic life. &amp;nbsp;We have learned more about each other in the last 30 days than we have in the nearly 11 years we have been together. &amp;nbsp;I plan on making this a regular thing in our marriage and repeating this challenge at least once a year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-932626445615198567?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/932626445615198567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-not-over-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/932626445615198567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/932626445615198567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-not-over-yet.html' title='Its not over yet'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-6150568289747970554</id><published>2009-11-05T05:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:38:36.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day challenge'/><title type='text'>30 Days Finished With Fireworks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/SvLbCVl-ChI/AAAAAAAAABE/sk-vIWmkwcg/s1600-h/fireworks.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400619736373266962" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/SvLbCVl-ChI/AAAAAAAAABE/sk-vIWmkwcg/s400/fireworks.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 320px; margin: 0 0 10px 10px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday was day thirty of our thirty day challenge. For the past couple of days I have been planning out how to send it off with a bang (pun intended). I wanted to make it an especially special night for Sarah as a way to thank her for doing this challenge with me. So here's how last night played out, actually, I'll start with a little earlier in the day leading up to last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah has activities she takes the kids to several times per week. For some reason, our kids make it so difficult for her to get out of the house, yesterday was no exception. So Sarah started her day off frustrated. To make matters worse, the activity they went to yesterday isn't done well. We live in a small town so there isn't much to do and a lot of the stuff here is pretty lame but Sarah enjoys getting out as do the kids so they still go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Sarah was texting me throughout this activity telling how bored and frustrated she was. I felt bad for her but at the same time I knew that this would all play into my plans for the night perfectly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah also is so busy with the kids that she feels like she doesn't get much done around the house which is crazy to me because our house is always near perfect, to my standards at least. Nonetheless, that's how she feels. So I told her yesterday that the night was all hers. I told her to make me a list of things for me to try to get done after dinner. She never made the list so I just took it upon myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner I told Sarah to go do her whatever she wanted. I started by cleaning up dinner and cleaning the kitchen. When that was done I took the kids and gave the two older ones a bath while I held and talked to our baby. Sarah used this time to take a shower and paint her fingernails. After giving the kids a bath I go the older two into their jammies and read them a story. After reading them the story I laid them down in their beds to go to sleep, which they did almost immediately. After getting the two of them down I took our baby and got him changed and in his jammies, then he wanted to eat. Unfortunately, I don't have boobs to feed him so I had to hand him over to Sarah who was watching TV by this time. She fed him and I took him and laid him down to go to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah had recorded a show about weird sexual behavior yesterday that she wanted to watch. I had pulled the cushions off of the couch, laid them on the floor, got her a pillow and grabbed some baby oil. I told her to lay down on the cushions which she did and then I took her clothes off revealing her very sexy body. I then spread some of the baby oil across her back and began to rub. I started softly just stroking her back from top to bottom. I then moved up to her neck and rubbed her neck for a couple of minutes before moving to her shoulders and down her arms. From there I spent a good several minutes massaging her back. Then came my favorite part of giving her full body massages, her ass. First let me say, her ass is PERFECT! She does not have the flat mom ass. It is nice and round, perfect amount of firmness to still leave enough room to jiggle perfectly. And it highlights her sexy wide hips that are topped by a very skinny waist! As you can tell, I love her ass. Anyway, I started massaging it. I rubbed her flawless ass for several minutes before working my way down each of Sarah's silky smooth legs. Now she has very ticklish legs so they are a little difficult for me to massage but I think I managed to work around her ticklish spots for the most part last night, enough to relax her and make her feel good anyway. Then I came to her feet and she pretty much melted like butter as I rubbed her feet. I spent a good five minutes on each before working back up to her back, gently massaging the rest of her on my way back up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By this time there was only 15 minutes or so of our show left. I went and washed the oil off of my hands and laid down next to Sarah and softly touched and stroked her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finished our show and went to bed. When we got to bed I laid next to her and we kissed. After a few minutes of kissing and petting I started kissing my way down her body. I stopped at her breast and kissed all the way around each of her nipples without touching the actual nipple before continuing my way down her stomach. Once I reached the bottom of her stomach I spent a few moments just kissing her right where her legs meet her hips. I think that V right there is so sexy and it's somewhat sensitive to Sarah. I then worked my way down farther but not rushing to her pussy. I kissed and licked between her leg and her pussy lips on both sides occasionally sucking one of her lips into my mouth. I then spread her lips with my fingers and started tracing circles around her clit with my tongue making sure not to touch her actual clit yet. I then started this whole cycle over. I think Sarah likes to be teased, that's why I do all that. If it was up to me, I would just dive in so I could taste her and feel her against my tongue, that is such a huge turn on to me. Anyway, after teasing her I did just that, I dove in. I flicked her clit fairly firmly with my tongue before going down and burring my tongue in her hot wet pussy. I love that feeling and taste especially when she's turned on. So I worked around her like that for a few more minutes, adding a couple fingers into her vagina towards the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By this time I was rock hard. I slid up Sarah's body and kissed her deeply on the lips as I slid right in to her well lubed (self lubed) pussy. I then slowly and steadily slid in and out of her as our lips were locked. Every couple moments, I would pick up the pace, fucking her hard and then back off to the slow and steady pace again. We did this for a few minutes before I pulled out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sat back between her legs as she spread them open for me. I slid my middle and ring fingers into her and started gently massaging her g-spot. I then started to rub her swollen clit with the thumb of my other hand. I worked her like this for a couple minutes before she grabbed her little blue vibe and used it to replace my thumb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had told Sarah before we went to bed that I wanted to try and make her squirt again, that's an offer I don't think she would turn down. So we worked together, me in her pussy and Sarah massaging her clit with her vibe. We got interrupted twice by our older kid waking up, which never happens. I got up both times and got the oldest back to bed while Sarah kept going with her vibrator. I have to say, that turns me on so much when she does that. So I got back and got right back to where I was. We continued to work together for probably another ten minutes with Sarah getting close one but holding it back. I then repositioned myself so that I could reach one of her nipples. I took it into my mouth and began to suck, only problem was I couldn't maintain the same amount of pressure on Sarah's g-spot. Regardless, Sarah has very sensitive nipples and loves when I suck on them. So I kind of switched my focus back and forth between her nipples and her g-spot. I then got an idea, if we stick a pillow under Sarah's ass maybe I could reach both nipples and g-spot, so that's what we did. It worked better but I still was having a little trouble reaching her g-spot the way that she wanted me to so I sat back up and put all my focus inside her pussy. I could tell she was getting close to orgasm so I reached up with my free hand and gave her nipple a little squeeze. I guess my sucking had drawn her milk right to her nipples so as soon as I squeezed it milk squirted and hit Sarah in the face making her laugh and kind of putting her orgasm off for a minute. Although seeing her milk squirt from her nipple is a huge turn on for me, that wasn't the kind of squirting we were trying to accomplish, lol. So I eased off her nipple and again put all my focus on what I was doing inside of her. She again reached the edge of orgasm and me having amnesia I reached up and squeezed her nipple again with the same results. This time, she was over the edge though and after a slight giggle she started squirming all over the bed contracting very tightly around my fingers, so fucking hot to see! She didn't squirt (the way we were trying anyway) but it looked and felt like a very powerful orgasm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Sarah came back down from orgasm I pulled my fingers out of her and laid down next to her and started kissing her. We chatted for a few moments about what we wanted to do next, Sarah decided she wanted to be on top. She climbed on top of me. I wasn't completely hard yet because I hadn't even been touched yet except for the couple moments of fucking which by now was 30-45 minutes earlier. So Sarah started to suck me. I was hard almost the instant I felt her lips against me. She sucked me pretty vigorously before moving up so she could slide down onto my cock. It felt so good sliding into her after nearly an hour of teasing for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She began to ride me slowly while dangling her perfect breast in my face. I had a hand on each and look up at Sarah as she told me "they're all yours". I took her left nipple into my mouth and began to suck until I tasted her sweet milk. I sucked for a few moments as her nipple filled my mouth with her milk before switching to the other one. I sucked for maybe another three minutes drinking her milk and switching back and forth from one to the other until I couldn't hold back anymore. I burst into orgasm shooting my cum deep inside of Sarah. My orgasm felt like it went on for a good minute as I twitched uncontrollably. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that was it, we did it! 30 straight days of sex. We started talking afterwards and determined that I had at least 40 orgasms in the past 30 days and Sarah's count was right up there too. This has been the most amazing bonding experience I've had with Sarah in our almost 11 years together. It has brought us closer than I could have ever imagined I could be with someone. Going into this I felt like we were a team working together, which was nice, but now I feel like we are one. We have done things that we didn't think we would do and we both loved it. We have learned things about Sarah's body and how she works that will only enhance our sex lives together in the future. We have become so completely open and honest with each other that I honestly feel like I know Sarah as well as I know myself. Sarah has gained more confidence in herself and the way she looks and truly believes now that I really do think she is as sexy as I tell her she is. She is comfortable enough now to leave the lights on and let me look at whatever part of her body I want and like she said yesterday, she put on a show for me the other night and it was awesome! Being that I'm a man and visually stimulated this is a huge step in our relationship to me. And one last thing, we both thought that sex would get boring and monotonous by the end of this challenge, we couldn't have been more wrong. There was only one night that we just did to keep the challenge going. All other 29 days we both were craving it and enjoyed it beyond belief. Not only did it not get monotonous, I think that for both of us, our orgasms and the amount of pleasure that we both had got better and better each and every time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-6150568289747970554?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/6150568289747970554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/30-days-finished-with-fireworks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6150568289747970554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6150568289747970554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/30-days-finished-with-fireworks.html' title='30 Days Finished With Fireworks!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6jpn7CoWtTI/SvLbCVl-ChI/AAAAAAAAABE/sk-vIWmkwcg/s72-c/fireworks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-6143900924436017502</id><published>2009-11-04T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:07:15.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All about him...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/SvH0NBVc2AI/AAAAAAAAACU/dKK7fDYJixI/s1600-h/couple+sexy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/SvH0NBVc2AI/AAAAAAAAACU/dKK7fDYJixI/s320/couple+sexy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted last night to be all about John but the funny thing is that what he wants more than anything is to see me being pleasured, so all about him usually turns out quite great for me! I started our evening last night by giving John a full body massage with oil while we watched some TV. When that was done we went to our bedroom and I put on his favorite black lacy boy shorts and a see through black lingerie top. &amp;nbsp;We decided to play the game I wrote about below but we needed to make new cards because the ones we had been ruined by a lube mishap in our little black bag of toys. &amp;nbsp;So he started writing them out and I was just laying there waiting and decided to do something I have never done before, I started playing with myself in front of him. &amp;nbsp;With the lights on and my legs wide open I gave him a little show, its something he finds hotter than anything but in the past I have been too self&amp;nbsp;conscious&amp;nbsp;and embarrassed to do it. &amp;nbsp;If you have read the rest of this blog then you know I am not really a&amp;nbsp;masturbater&amp;nbsp;to begin with. These past 30 days of having sex every night and starting this blog have given me a huge boost of sexual confidence and I am embracing the new sexy me! &amp;nbsp;Anyways he got completely distracted and could not concentrate on writing the cards so the game never got played, he was way too into the show I was putting on. &amp;nbsp;After using my hands a few minutes I pulled out "big blue" (yes we name our sex toys) its a big blue rabbit vibrator that I rarely use but that he loves. &amp;nbsp;He was so hard watching me play with myself but he didn't want me to stop to give him any attention. &amp;nbsp;I asked him to play with my nipples while I worked the vibrator and that had me cumming in just a few minutes. &amp;nbsp;As soon as I was done he got on top of me and slid himself inside me, it felt so good I couldn't help but scream a little. &amp;nbsp;Then he sat back and pulled my legs up and banged me so hard my boobs were jiggling all over the place. &amp;nbsp;It only took him a few minutes and he was done. &amp;nbsp;He told me that was the hottest thing I have ever done for him. &amp;nbsp;We are both so sad that tonight is our last day of the 30 day challenge that I doubt we will ever go back to they way we were, sex is just too good now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-6143900924436017502?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/6143900924436017502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-about-him.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6143900924436017502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/6143900924436017502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-about-him.html' title='All about him...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/SvH0NBVc2AI/AAAAAAAAACU/dKK7fDYJixI/s72-c/couple+sexy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-1453014974771413165</id><published>2009-11-03T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T12:40:04.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A fun game for couples to play</title><content type='html'>We have played this game a few times and it always gets us laughing and having fun but its also a major turn on and great foreplay! &amp;nbsp;It might just open you up a little and maybe you will discover something new...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take 2 sets of index cards, and on one set write body parts - lips, toes, earlobe, neck, clit/penis, butt, etc. &amp;nbsp;On the 2nd set write down actions - kiss, caress, rub, lick, tickle, etc. &amp;nbsp;make sure you have the same number of body parts as you do actions. &amp;nbsp;Make 2 piles and let your significant other draw a card from each pile. You then have to perform that action on the body part they drew. &amp;nbsp;Then switch, you draw, he performs. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes you get silly ones like "finger earlobe" and sometimes they are really hot like "suck clit". &amp;nbsp;Have fun with it!! &amp;nbsp;I think I'm going to make John play this tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-1453014974771413165?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/1453014974771413165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun-game-for-couples-to-play.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/1453014974771413165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/1453014974771413165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun-game-for-couples-to-play.html' title='A fun game for couples to play'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592054449331340736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-7361991813537073622</id><published>2009-11-02T18:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T18:04:17.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She really is devious</title><content type='html'>Sarah just read my post and her answer was "sometimes I say stuff to get a reaction out of you to see what you're really thinking". So, that quickly ended my confusion, she likes to fuck with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-7361991813537073622?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/7361991813537073622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/she-really-is-devious.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/7361991813537073622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/7361991813537073622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/she-really-is-devious.html' title='She really is devious'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-3567273838386084722</id><published>2009-11-02T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T18:01:38.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused</title><content type='html'>Today I was talking to Sarah, as we do most of the day most days. We were talking hypotheticals and I said something that I knew would get taken the wrong way but I said it anyway (I seem to have a lot of trouble keeping my big mouth shut lately). It was nothing meaningful or important that we were talking about so I don't even know why I went there. After I said it I spent another ten minutes trying to explain what I really meant but couldn't find the right words it seemed like. Long story short, I think I ended up digging myself a nice deep hole to fall into. Finally, Sarah told me that she understood what I said the whole time and that she was just kind of fucking with me for fun. Was that all just a joke? Was it just a nice way for her to tell me to shut up and stop digging? It seemed kind of devious to me nonetheless. &lt;div&gt;After we hung up it got me thinking though, is my wife really that devious, does she do this with other shit and not tell me that she's doing it?. Probably just my stupid mind leading me to places that I shouldn't go but hey, that seems to be what I do. We have talked before about me getting a happy ending massage and Sarah says that she really wouldn't care if I did. Is this a joke? A test? Then I started thinking about how she was so completely opposed to being video taped while her and I fuck. She finally told me about a week ago that she really didn't see it as a big deal that she just needed to stand her ground because that's what she had always told me. Is there more stuff that she's that way about? I don't think there is but it just got me thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here I was feeling so confident that we were getting so close and knowing each other so well but I never realized that she had a devious side. I'm pretty sure it was all meant to be fun but I have a lot of trouble reading her sense of humor. Maybe I'm just over sensitive about the topic of us and that I'm just being dumb about all of it. Maybe I need to stop looking for more depth between us, we're already so deep into each other's thoughts and feelings that maybe there isn't more. Maybe none of this makes any sense to anyone, it's just my wondering mind tricking me into things. I don't know, that's why I'm confused.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1568370489434590362-3567273838386084722?l=theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/feeds/3567273838386084722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/confused.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/3567273838386084722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568370489434590362/posts/default/3567273838386084722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theperfecthusband3703.blogspot.com/2009/11/confused.html' title='Confused'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10377958940233069289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568370489434590362.post-944790486666928925</id><published>2009-11-02T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T07:35:53.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/Su7uPEOGPCI/AAAAAAAAACM/tQIT31ZgxCE/s1600-h/1000.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_YZkshYoBY/Su7uPEOGPCI/AAAAAAAAACM/tQIT31ZgxCE/s320/1000.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We just hit 1000 viewers, thank you! 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