dream of consent in Random Thoughts

The other night i had a (nerdy is what Jamie’s wife called it) dream about consent. It’s a little explicit and definitely funny.

A guy (someone i know but wouldn’t be in this situation with) was between my legs with his mouth and tongue and i was incredibly pleasured, working on orgasm. Suddenly he enters me (with a condom, of course!) and i pull away instantly.

As i look at him, “Why did you do that???”

“I thought it would feel good and help you to orgasm…” was his response.

“We did not negotiate this!” I hit him on the forehead firmly, but not with anger, “You did not have consent!”

That’s it. Hahaha.

I have a date this Saturday. A movie. Hopefully a matinee so we can have time afterwards to spend quality time together. I am still in a tither. I anxiously await his texts. I wanted to say goodnight, but i was afraid it was too … too… i don’t know. Intimate maybe. I took some screen shots of his okc profile so i could re-read some parts that i adore without looking like i keep checking out his profile.

Egads.

“I chose to expend a good deal of energy over the last three decades molding, executing an existence which continues to reward me with endless happiness and defiantly implausible experiences.”

le sigh