•Friday•And the sexual frustration grows. Wednesday night I thought he was sooooooo close. Like he was right there and if I did something -sink my fingers deeper into his back, arch mine, moan louder-...anything so maybe he'd finally whisper, "I'm coming!" and I'd feel his warmth and wet between my legs. It as really intense. He's never been that intense before. I expected the neighbors to complain.
I find myself getting angry at anyone who talks about and actually has sex. The jealousy's mixing more with the frustration and I'm going out of mind. I hate it. Gary and I have been together like seven months now. Seven great and yet somewhat frustrating months. The first few weeks were ok but it's really starting to bother me. I feel bad bringing it up though so I don't. And when he's around, everything's perfect. Frustration? What frustration? Huh? No orgasms? What are you talking about? It's a weird situation and I don't quite know anymore how to handle it.
