I’m pretty sure I have mentioned before that I have a weekly schedule. I don’t even remember how it started. But I like it. Most of the time. I mean, it’s an excel spreadsheet, with a list of to-dos for every day, which I can cross off. What’s not to like?! Yes, I am aware that most people don’t necessarily share my love for lists or excel.
The schedule has some item that never change. Like work or yoga. Everything else is mixed up, reshuffled. For a few weeks now he started adding orgasms to the schedule.
It started with “at least 2 orgasms this week”. The following week it was 3, the week after 4, followed by a week with 6 orgasms. To be honest, I started worrying about the week after. 6 orgasms are nice, but with the current situation, it’s not as easy. The week after came and the scheduled said “at least 2 orgasms this week and 2 edges”.
I asked him whether the orgasms could follow the edging. Of course they couldn’t, but I thought it couldn’t hurt to ask. That week was hard, I didn’t feel sexy and aroused enough to even think of orgasms or edging. I guess we all have those days, right?
In the past week I had to edge 4 times. No orgasms, just edging. Now, I’m not a huge fan of edging, but it’s not too bad. Obviously it’s always a bit of a struggle to stop right before it starts feeling extra good. But within a few seconds I cool off and my head becomes clearer.
This week I had a moment when I actually wanted an orgasm, but I knew it wouldn’t happen, so I moved on. Last night I did the last of this week’s edging and informed him. When I said I’d prefer orgasms over edging, he replied that “Monday is cumming”. I’m a bit sceptical and will only believe it when I see it on the schedule.
We both went to bed and this morning I woke up to a good morning voice message, like every morning. In this message he said that he hoped I had sexy dreams. Dreams which left me crave an orgasm, but I can’t have one.
As I said, edging isn’t too bad. But listening to him talk in the way he does and the meanness in his voice, arouses me in a very different way. None of the edgings left me as needy as I felt after hearing his message.
Also, there’s a part of me which doubts there will be any orgasms next week. And I might be a bit scared of that. And a tiny little bit aroused.