I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired.

I’m sick.  Again.

I fell asleep at 9 last night and when I woke at 6, after a mostly productive night of sleeping, my first thoughts were, “How do prostitutes – no – sex workers stay healthy?”

Second thought was, “What the fuck, Hy?!”

When you kiss and fuck as many men as I do, there’s bound to be a risk of just plain old germs, right??

In the last month alone I’ve kissed more than half a dozen men and slept with 3 or 4.  I can’t even remember as I lay here buried under purring cat and throbbing headache.  In equal measures, I might add.

I’m going to have to start taking vitamins, or something. Eat better than I already do, work out harder.  The last thing I want is for my body to betray my desires.  What a fucking bitch that’d be.

I feel like that prostitute with a cough in Love Potion No. 9: shady, a little dirty, sexy nonetheless in a trashy sort of sweet way. 

I don’t have time to be laid up!  I have lots of men I’m eager to touch, taste and meet in all varying degrees of intimacy this week.  A hookup, a scene, a first time, a reunion, and a continuance.  Each one a unique experience I’m looking forward to, each one orchestrated by the Universe, not me — probably not unlike this goddamned cold.

I’ll go into work today for a couple of meetings then head straight back to bed so I might feel up to meeting the traveling businessman whose cock juts from boxers like a geyser as thick as my wrist.

So I’ll be ready to dominate a pretty, masculine sub male who said my bad experience with The Neighbor pulls at his subby nature and all he wants to do is, “serve you, Miss.”

So that my first time with a sexy, bearded [married] man will make it worth it to him to break his vows of fidelity.  That I’ll finally be able to taste his kiss and tug on his beard like I’ve wanted to since meeting him.

So that my reunion with my childhood sweetheart after 22 years apart is tender and real, two teenagers wrapped in 40-something shells hugging and crying (me) and reminding each other of who we really are.

So that when Bones gets home on Sunday I’ll be ready for round 3 with him and his beard and sweet kisses and dry sense of humor, that I might get to know him better and — if I’m lucky — fall asleep in his arms again.  Also, his big dick.

Excuse me while I cough.  I’ve gotta get better.

More aches, more tissue.

A 40-something single mother who writes honestly about sex, body image, D/s, relationships, her nervous tics, and how much she loves to fucking fuck. She also likes to show you her tits.

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24 thoughts on “I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired.
  1. Echinacea tablets… only take them the moment you feel like you are getting sick, then take what it says on the bottle. I swear by the stuff, I can not tell you how many times I felt those tell tell cold signs and dosed up on that. I might still get the cold but it will be hardly anything and gone quickly but the key is taking it the moment you feel it coming on. If you leave it until you have a cold then I find it doesn’t seem to work.

    Mollyxxx
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  2. Feel better soon! There’s something going around here..again! Sick and tired of being sick and tired is exactly right! My boys just got over being sick (for about a week) then got sick all over again which got me sick all over again. I feel like we stay sick from October until May. It’s annoying for sure. At least once a day is the usual for me and my husband and although my mind is like yessss!! :* My body is like… ugh :/ I’m used to getting/doing what I want when I want…definitely feels like your body is betraying your desires. Hopefully you’ll be back in the swing of things in no time. Until then, rest up! :)

  3. The only thing that works for me is to slow down and take the time to recover. Yawn, boring, I know.

    I can’t remember where I heard this, but kissing is supposed to spread fewer germs than going about your day touching things with your hands – i.e. don’t worry about it. Also, I’d be surprised if you’re exposing yourself to many more germs than you’re already exposed to from having a school-aged child. Little plague monkeys, they are :-)

    Get well soon!
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    1. I ran myself ragged this weekend (deadlines and such), so it’s possible it has nothing to do with all the boys I’ve been kissing. Also: plague monkeys! Lol

  4. Ooohh . . . I agree with Zoe, sometimes I have to slow down a little bit (just a little bit) to re-energise. But then I’m a little more (mature) than yourself. Lol!!!
    But a little rest . . . seems to make the next adventure more invigorating!!!
    Xxx – K
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  5. I sort of agree with Zoë here. I think being ill is more a way your body is telling you to slow down rather than a problem of being too promiscuous.
    Make sure you don’t have a sinusitis, that may bring back cold symptoms regularly, and make you really tired too, even if you’re generally able to function.
    Best way to clear this is saline solution through the nostrils, inhaling as you go. Burns like hell, but clears out everything ;-)

    Get better soon Hy!
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  6. If you do use a neti pot, make sure to only use distilled water. Using tap water is very dangerous!!
    I swear by making an herbal tea mixed with 1 Tablespoon of raw honey (Has to be raw so it has all the good natural beneficial stuff in it), and also add 1/4 teaspoon of cinnamon. Mix the two together before adding the hot water or tea to it.
    Read more about the benefits of this here: http://homeremediesforlife.com/honey-for-cold/
    Feel better soon Hy!

  7. Dr Molly is right on both counts (both are brilliant) and I hope this weekend worked out well and you’re feeling better and back to your awesome sexy wonderful self.

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