Dreaming is such an odd concept, made even odder when you have dreams that you aren't sure what to make of. I had one of those dreams today. It involved watching a movie with "The Other" his x-girlfriend, and another female friend of his. I was sleepy and snuggly and horny and there were lots of blankets and stuff to snuggle in. Somehow I ended up snuggling with "The Other's" female friend and the idea of a threesome was brought up (all kind of in whispered tones behind the actual event of watching a movie) Somehow the x-girlfriend left, but "The Other" requested that we move her stuff, as she wouldn't like us doing anything on her stuff.

So with "The Other" sitting beside me and this female, I kiss her. It wasn't all passionate, more first kiss sweet and intriguing. It was different than a male kiss tho. It was softer and more feminine, her whole body was feminine and soft and I ran my hands along it. (all still kinda secretive in the background of actual events) and before anything fabulous could happen we were interrupted, we were disappointed, followed along with the events looking for another opportunity to start things up again. I tucked my children into bed (I actually tucked my son in with my son, same son. . . Don't ask it's a dream ok) I made sure "The Other's" x-girlfriend was blissfully asleep and many other such people and then we (the three of us) went and found a hot tub, filled it up, and thought we'd have a great time, but were interrupted again when some of my family wanted to enjoy the hot tub too. We tried to find another tub, but things just didn't seem in our favor and just as things were calming down to a point where we could think about doing things again, I woke up.

I tried in vein for about an hour to rekindle this dream, but it couldn't be found and I thought over all the small details like the gaming figurines on the side of the tub. . . That belonged to my mom. It was just all so wired, I think Freud would have a heyday with me.