Sexual Content. Be Advised.
I was so tired last evening, I went to bed at 8:30. I slept for four hours, had a dream in which I spanked J, her skirt raised, she was wearing pantyhose, nothing else, and in the dream, I did not feel like rolling them down to expose her naked buttocks. This is pretty explicit, as far as my dreaming goes, The spanking took place in my old apartment, where we first made love.
So thoughts are bubbling up. That I went up early means something. That I was with her, rather than downstairs channel-surfing YouTube, is the other main point.
Talking about sex is still the Mount Everest of our marriage. We have to climb that mountain together. The big deal for me now is I have to not be nice. Talk about climbing Mt Everest!