Gees, "the force" has been against GR and me this week.
As stated in my last article, we were away from home for four days with a family funeral. During that time, a huge event in the general area made hotel rooms in about 5-6 surrounding towns just about nonexistent for Fri night, which was our last night there. As I was making calls for hotel reservations I jokingly told GR, "For Wed and Thurs, we can get one stinking room in a couple of the hotels but come Fri night, we're on our own for a spot under a bridge." We finally did manage to hold a room for all three nights. One room, two side by side beds.
What a place! Gas station out front with the hotel office in a convenient store. Oh and *continental breakfast* [blech] also in the store. Hey, desperate folks do desperate things.
There we were, stuck for three nights of "no sex"... none... nada. It was not going to happen anywhere on the hotel premises without an audience. The only privacy GR and I were allowed was in waking at 6am for a walk to the convenient store... I mean the breakfast bar... for coffee while the girls were still semi-asleep beside us. Remaining in bed beyond 6am was just too painful with no love making in sight.
And before you say it, even the parking lot and the bedside bathroom were not options so when I say "no sex" that's what I mean. Stepping outside our hotel room meant stepping into a "courtyard" of sorts, facing all the other hotel room doors, 3 buildings worth, and all the cars. Out back? Nope, several rental cabins were there with people inside them. Beyond the other two sides of the hotel? Negative! Appropriately, there was a trailer park. The fourth side-- the highway; that was tempting.
We only managed a few times of finding reasons to pull each other into the bathroom for brief moments of making out while the girls were in the living area of the hotel room... so it had to be brief. Our bodies literally ached for each other during the trip.
The hotel owner, a sweet lady, came and chatted with GR and me one morning over coffee. I didn't have the heart to tell her that we were NOT enjoying our stay at her lovely hotel. It would have crushed her... so I lied.
OK, we can get through four days; we are mature adults. We can handle this. After we arrive back home GR and I were finally able to reunite on Sun and Mon. How do you do six days worth of sex in two days? And then Tues morning....
Off he went for a scheduled, four day business trip. OK, haha, I got the joke. Now I'm ready to get my dh back. I lasted until last night when I gave in to MB; I needed it. Let's see-- Today is Wed. I have until Fri night to reunite with GR again. It's going to be a rough three days. [Having a Gemma pity party, here.]
Can you store up passion and enjoy it all at once?
Or is passion only time-released?
May the force be with you!