Sick

"The One" is ill. He has a very typical just after snowstorm cold and sore throat. Last night when I crawled into bed there were several extra blankets and although I crawled in very late at night I lay there and listen to him toss and turn and not sleep. I felt empathy enough to not hesitate to get the child up so he could remain under all the covers this morning. Last night I found myself very horny and knowing "The One" would be unable or willing to perform. I hope he gets better soon.

Yesterday instead of mind numbing small stuff at work, "The Other" and I sat down and gamed together. It has been nearly two weeks since I've had time to game, and even longer since I've had time to game with "The Other". We chatted the entire time. It was mostly of an adult nature that would have been inappropriate for anyone else to read. (not sick or porn you pervert. We talked about why I ended things and what's going on in that area and that kind of stuff) And after the evening was done we went to our respective places of residence got online and continued talking. Although this did lead into the naughtier areas of discussion when I found myself asking what he was fantasizing about and typing one handed while I got myself off. Did I mention I was horny and knew "The One" wouldn't be taking care of anything? Anyway, thinking on it, I shouldn't have led the conversation that way. It just makes me want him, and wanting him is a habit I'm trying to break.

Sylvia hasn't made it obvious that she's around lately. She's been a little quieter than I'd like and I'm a tad bit worried that my hopes of her being around forever are in vein. Maybe I'm over thinking things, but then with my men sick or unavailable at my request I have time for that.