The Turning Tides, part 1

The last few days have been interesting, and tonight it got even more so.

Hubby finally came back from his 6 week business trip on Friday night. Since he has been back, he’s been very attentive. The night he came home, we stayed up until 3 a.m. talking. Mostly I listened to him while he told me all about the trip. When he was finished talking, he started massaging and caressing me, which felt great. I really needed some attention. Last week was a rough week because of the surgery and having to deal with it without him being here, not to mention the fact that he’d been gone for six weeks, so it was nice to have some intimate time with him. We actually had sex that night, even as sore as I still am from the surgery. We couldn’t actually have intercourse, but there’s lots of ways to have sex without actual penetration, so we used our imaginations and managed to satisfy each other in other ways. I paid for it the next day, being even more sore and uncomfortable, but it was worth it.

I feel so bad for Hubby right now. We haven’t had intercourse in almost 4 months because of these surgeries, and he has been so patient. When he got home from his trip Friday night, as soon as he started touching me he got the hard-on from hell. I really shouldn’t be having any kind of sex right now on a physical level on my end, particularly no vaginal stimulation what-so-ever, but when I saw how hard he was, I knew that he needed some attention too. It is amazing what the human body can endure, especially when you’re horny, lol! I was hurtin’ pretty bad still on Friday, but as soon as he started rubbing my clit, the horny-mones kicked in, and suddenly the pain was obsolete, at least for the time being. Anyway, then I helped him to get off, and we fell asleep in each other’s arms. We don’t tend to do that too often anymore. With a king size bed, we barely even know we’re sleeping together most of the time, so to actually physically fall asleep touching was nice.

Then I worked over the weekend. Work sucked as usual. But in the evenings, Hubby was once again very attentive. Hugging me, holding me, kissing me – I don’t know what happened to him on that trip to make him so attentive, but it’s nice to feel the physical connection with him. I think it may have to do with an e-mail I sent him while he was gone, laying out how miserable I have been, and why I want to go back to Texas. Honestly, I think he may be realizing how close he is coming to losing me. But if that’s what it takes to get our marriage heading in the right direction, then so be it.

Then Hubby went back to work on Monday (yesterday) and as usual, he came home from work in a piss-poor mood. He hates this place as much as I do, but given the fact that he’s military, he’s stuck here unless he can manage to get orders out of this place. Well, he comes home from work and starts unloading his day on me, which I’m pretty much used to. I feel bad for him about his work related issues too. Let’s just say that the military has not been a positive experience for him, constantly making him feel like he’s being shit on. Anyway, he comes home from work yesterday, tired and disgruntled. We went out to eat as usual, and when we get home he decides to hide out in his office for the rest of the night and chill.

This is the way my life has been for the last year and half. I spend all day alone, and then I get to have dinner with Hubby, and spend the rest of my night trying to keep myself occupied. So last night I decided I wasn’t going to occupy myself by sitting at home. I decided to go out with the girls.

It was supposed to be karaoke at the country bar last night, so we headed over there. But once again, that didn’t work out. Instead, they had a live band, which wasn’t that great. These live bands at the country bar seem to be a real hit or miss kind of thing. Some of the bands that have been there over the last 6 weeks have been pretty good, while others really could use some more practice time.

So, it was me, Beauty, and my girlfriend from work (who we will now call “Big T”, because she’s got huge boobs, lol). Big T was designated driver last night, and she was on her period, so she was being really bitchy about everything, which put a bit of a damper on the mood last night. I wanted to serve her a big pitcher of “shut the hell up”, but instead, I ordered a few drinks to drown her out, lol! For the most part the night was fairly low key. Beauty and I sucked down a few drinks and determined that wasn’t going to be enough, so we started ordering shots too. I did a few shots of the Hot 100 again, and it wasn’t long after that the mood started to lighten up. Imagine that. Thank the Gods for alcohol! LOL

Around 11:00 last night the bar got pretty quiet. Most of the people that had been there started to clear out, until there were maybe 10 to 15 of us left. At that point, we all congregated around the bar, and things got a little livelier. By this time I was buzzin’ pretty good too, and as is par for the course, I started to get horny. What is it about alcohol that makes me so horny? Geeezzz! If you have ever heard the song “Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off”, by Joe Nichols, that’s me to a “t”! Well, now I’m buzzing and horny, and I spy this guy sitting at the bar who I have spoken to before, but really didn’t know. He’s a friend of Beauty’s. So I go over and start talking to him. He’s a biker, and so I started the conversation by talking about bikes.

When I’m drinking and horny, it doesn’t take long before I start hitting flirt mode, so I started flirting with this guy – in a very subtle sort of way – then Beauty comes over and starts hanging all over him. I backed off a little, because I don’t want to infringe on Beauty’s territory, but then he and I start talking about tattoos. If you have a tattoo, when you start talking about them with others, it usually becomes a game of show-and-tell, so he and I started showing our tattoos to each other. I have one on my lower back that is rather large, and in order to show it, I have to pull my pants down almost to the crack of my ass. But when I’m drunk, this is never an issue, because I love showing off that particular tattoo.

It has been my experience that when most men see the tattoo on my lower back, they usually like it, often commenting on the size, and for some reason they always want to touch it. It’s sexy, and if I have been drinking, it’s a turn-on to feel a man’s hand on that part of my body. Just the way they like to run their hand over it – yummy!

Anyway, so there we were talking about the tattoos, and when I showed this guy my tattoo on my lower back, suddenly I had his full attention. I think it pissed Beauty off, but hey, I was only talking to the guy. hehe Not that I’m trying to “steal” him from her, but she is married too, and while she’s cute, she flirts in a “cute” sort of way that always leads to “no, sorry, can’t have sex with you”, which in my opinion is just a tease. No one likes to be teased that way. Plus, she’s just plain, and comes off as little miss innocent. Not that that is a bad thing – some guys like the innocent “Plain Jane’s”, but it was obvious from this guys attention to me that “cute” just wasn’t doing the trick for him that night.

Now it’s 1:00 in the morning, and the bar lights come on. I hate those damn bar lights! They’re always ruining my fun! *pouts* We all head outside to go home. While we are out there, standing around still talking, I see this guy I’ve been flirting with looking at my cleavage. I couldn’t resist giving him a little more to look at, so the next button on my shirt managed to undo itself. Oops! *grins* Then I hear, “Oh my God!”, and I look up at him and he’s staring at my boobs with this look on his face that says, “Can I please have one of those?”

Okay, so now I’m being the tease because I can’t have intercourse, but I’m all for explaining why I can’t and finding a way to work around that. Just when I start to tell him the situation, Big T grabs my arm and starts dragging me to her car. Then Biker Dude grabs my other arm and says I’m riding home with him. (I found out he lives down the street from me, so it would have been convenient for him to give me a ride home.) Then Beauty grabs Biker Dude and starts pulling him to let go of me. Damn! I just want to have a little fun, is that so wrong?

Well, Big T puts me in the car, and we’re sitting there waiting for Beauty, who is still outside talking to Biker Dude. Finally, she gets in the car and tells us that he wants to come over to her house and have sex. I don’t know what she was saying to him while they were outside, but she told him he couldn’t come over. (Big surprise there) I don’t know about you, but I kind of got the impression that maybe she told him about my surgery, and he was looking for a way to get laid one way or the other, so he went for a chance with Beauty. Of course, I wasn’t going to say that to her, but I have a feeling that’s what happened. Little does she know that when I’m able to have sex again, I have a feeling Biker Dude and I will probably hook-up, unlike his odds with her.

When I got home last night, I was most definitely ready for some sexual attention. I woke Hubby up and told him about my night, and he immediately went to work pleasuring me. Here’s the interesting part – for the very first time since Hubby and I have been together, I got to have an orgasm without him expecting one in return. This is a major big deal to me, and I was totally amazed, and commented on that fact. He just laughed, told me he loved me, and then we went to sleep. But seriously, I’m like, WOW – did that really happen??

I’m not finished telling you about my “turning tides” moments, but right now I have to head to the airport to pick up Son, so I need to run. I haven’t seen him in over 4 months, and I’m really looking forward to spending the holidays with him. I will finish sharing this tale as soon as I can.