Do Men Get Lonely at Work?
Mar. 21st, 2013 06:14 pmHere's the thing. When my husband comes home -- he spends the first two hours or so wondering in and out of my office while I'm trying to write and work (or bitch on Facebook). He tells me crazy, unimportant things that I could not give a flying backwards fuck about. No really. There are stories with no point. Bitching about his Mormon co-worker which, okay, I'll give him that one. That dude is a Grade A asshat and it has nothing to do with his religion that's just how I remember which one he is.
Now, I realize that my husband wanting to spend time with me might SOUND charming. But you know what? When I'm trying to write filthy butt sex it's a real problem around here. You know what this means? That's right -- my husband is a total cock block.
I told him so.
It's been fifteen minutes and he's still speechless.
Now, I realize that my husband wanting to spend time with me might SOUND charming. But you know what? When I'm trying to write filthy butt sex it's a real problem around here. You know what this means? That's right -- my husband is a total cock block.
I told him so.
It's been fifteen minutes and he's still speechless.
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Date: 2013-03-21 11:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-21 11:27 pm (UTC)~L
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Date: 2013-03-21 11:27 pm (UTC)thank you so much for being you
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Date: 2013-03-22 12:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-22 12:23 am (UTC)The hubby, in what I know is an otherwise sweet effort to be helpful and spend time together, asks about dinner plan in the morning, starts the meal if I leave him something simple to do and sounds worried when I come home (always after he does, longer story) when I don't tell him what we're having and he worriedly says, "I didn't know what you had planned."
And I don't even get 5 minutes after I get home to pee or change my clothes when he's in setting the table and poking in the fridge to see what else he can do to be helpful.
This is a man who HATES TO COOK. From the day I married him -- 35+ years ago -- he has hated to cook. Making a hot meal was tuna salad (tuna and mayo only) on toast. Not sure what's changed but I'm pretty sure it's weird!
Good luck with your filthy butt sex!
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Date: 2013-03-22 12:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-22 12:44 am (UTC)Or go to my tumblr and hit the "something to freak out Keira's CP" tag. Things there are guaranteed to make him scream like a little girl.
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Date: 2013-03-22 02:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-22 03:19 am (UTC)It's been fifteen minutes and he's still speechless.
*snort*
*giggle*
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Date: 2013-03-22 04:14 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2013-03-22 05:35 am (UTC)You are totally awesome...and I can just imagine the CP's expression!
*fangirling cuz you're writing smut*
\o/
I think to do get lonely
Date: 2013-03-22 05:50 am (UTC)They do!
My sister looks forward to her's going away to hang out with his mates so he stops telling her every. little. thing. he. does.
I believe he then tells these stories to his friends. But they don't give him enough "feminine perspective".
Go figure.
Re: I think to do get lonely
Date: 2013-03-22 07:48 am (UTC)heh. and none can call me traitor, for that's no a conversation *any* of us, gay or straight, wants to partake in. *feigns a delicate shudder*.
lolol at the cock-block line, good thing I dinna have a mouthful of tea or coffee just then, heh...
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Date: 2013-03-22 11:25 am (UTC)I told him so.
Are there pictures?
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Date: 2013-03-22 09:40 pm (UTC)It's so true.
And "uh huh, uh huh, uh huh..." with frequent looks back at the computer screen Do. Not. Work.
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Date: 2013-03-23 02:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-23 03:08 pm (UTC)My husband does the same thing, and sometimes, I give him the Hairy Eyeball and he goes away until
I'm not so crankythe writing frenzy is over, and other times, especially if steam is coming out of his ears and he's grinding his teeth, I listen and provide the appropriate distractions. Or bend over and take it like a man. Whatever gets the mission accomplished, you know?