I mean…
Yes. My precious vagina had some action.
*laugh*
And I totally think it’s adorable that my spouse is all “Woo-hoo!” when he’s futzing around in my room while I’m at work and finds sex toys strewn across the bed.
But it’s also a bit…
: forehead THWAP! :
Because he’s totally like, Ooooh, she had an orgasm which must mean she’s feeling all sexy sexty schmexy and stuff!, when I’m totally not.
I tried to explain to him the… functionality(?)… of my most recent vibrator experiment. I used words first — I was relaxed, I’d just had a bath, it was more a matter of “I think this will be good for me” than “oh boy am I turned on by own bad self,” I pulled out the vibrator because my fingers felt like sandpaper, etc. — and he was still all like, “YOU HAD AN ORGASM! WOOT-WOO!”
(Yes, the enthusiasm was definitely of the ALL-CAPS variety.)
Then I tried using the vibrator on him – on his knuckle, to demonstrate how it worked on my clit – and in my best, most-pragmatic-approach-possible Sex Ed Teacher voice, I explained some more.
And he was like…
“…oh. So YOU HAD AN ORGASM! WOOT-WOO!”
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