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Confessions of Susan - Entry 12

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Thursday, 27 September 2007

How’s this for a confession: I think I might be addicted to sex. Why do I think this? Because tonight while Zack’s fifth grade teacher walked us through the ins and outs of his class schedule during an open house presentation, I started thinking about an altogether different kind of in and out. I found myself reliving the moment last weekend when Jerry slipped his head between my legs. The way he teased me, his hot tongue a light feather, until I couldn’t help myself anymore. I grabbed his head, thrust my fingers into his thick, curly dark hair and pushed him down right where I wanted him. Just thinking about that moment, made me so hot I wanted to start touching myself right under my son’s scarred-up school desk. Talk about inappropriate. Oh God, I’m turning beet red now just thinking about it. I’m a mom. I shouldn’t be having these thoughts. I should be thinking about baking brownies for my kids’ school bake sale. I should be thinking about how I can talk Billy into paying for Zack to take karate classes. I should think about what color to paint my kitchen. You know, the kind of stuff that used to occupy my mind when I was still married to Billy. Mom stuff. But now there’s Jerry. Just writing his name makes me wiggle in my chair. Jerry. God. In fact, maybe I could use a bath right about now (and a date with my waterproof vibe). Just three more days till my next rendezvous with Jerry … Related Articles: Confessions of Susan - Entry 1

 

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