Ex-factor

In the immortal words of my man, Biggie Smalls:

Some say the ex make the sex spec-tacular
Make me lick you from your neck to your back and ya
Shiverin', tongue deliverin' chills up that spine
That ass is mine.

Skip the wine and the candlight, no krystal tonight
If it's alright with you, we fuckin (that's cool)
Dejavu and the blood spark
finger-fucking at the park
Pissy of Bacardi dark.....


yeah, I'm still on that whole Ex thing. Really hot and bothered about it actually. Lost ALOT of sleep last night considering different scenarios, sequences, and positions. Lost ALOT of sleep.

Today, during one of the ex's and I's variety themed email conversations he asked me the most bizarre question; I was blind-sided.

>What do you think our lives would be like if you and I were married and you
>were coming home to me tonight?>
>(sorry to throw such a fast ball at you so late in the day)

WTF?
Fast ball?
That was more like a line drive to left field.

How does one answer the question.... hmmmmm.
What I wanted to say and what I actually said were two completely different things.

What I wanted to say

We'd arrive home about the same time, because I'd be working.
We'd have girls, since you seem to be Y chromosome cursed.... And I'd be pouting because they'd get all of your attention. Goddammit, I"M the princess.
I'd pour a glass of wine (luv one glass after work).
We'd make dinner, together and play with the kids.
Of course I would have to grope you, rub up against you, and make lewd comments at you most of the evening behind the kids backs.
Then, once we saw the little ones off to bed we would pop in a favorite porn... we'd laugh at the cheesy-cheap lookin' chicks, and eventually have seen enough to stimulate the creativity for the rest of the night. Not that we'll need it.

I'd take you by the hand to the bedroom, strip for you, suck you, fuck you.
And kiss you goodnight.


What I said instead

"If I told you, It'd make your toes curl."

I score 50 points for evading the issue; and 50 more for still being obvious about it. Of course, I'm losing about 100 points for continuing to think about said question.... So I figure I broke even.

We're both happily married... so, I don't forsee some weirdo affair with him or anything. So why does this drive me so fucking crazy? It's that chemistry shit. Fuck that.