almost-sane's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Is bad sex better than no sex? I don't know... I had some really bad sex yesterday. I am willing to upgrade it to "good" on the condition that we were btoh way out of practice, but I'm just not looking back on it fondly. For starters, the situation didn't help. He's been trying to get in my pants for over 4 years. I fianlly caved. Maybe I shouldn't have. I'm sure I had my reasons for not wanting to with him and though I can't recall them, I believe in my own sense of these things. He has a girlfriend. That he lives with. I know quite well how miserable she makes him and that theyhave not been intimate in over a year. Regardless, in her mind, he is her boyfriend and I made myself "the other woman." That's never right, never good. The actual act itself was scary. I mean, it was like I was a meal and he hadn't eaten in months. He just dove into me with his mouth. He didn't touch or caress or rub... It was kind of slimy. And when it was over, I was more exhausted than I have ever been after sex. He asked me if I was sad he had to leave - I didn't have the heart to tell him I wanted him to go so I could shower. He's not a great kisser, either. This is a deal breaker for me. It's not his fault but I think it's his lips. They are a little too soft, a little too pouty, and his tongue is far too active. He's in his 30's and not knowing how to do this? That's not a great sign. {sigh} Never underestimate the power of loneliness to make us do such things. 3:52 P.M. - 06.19.06 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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