Incompatibility


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This is what faces me when I wake up on a bright summer morning! Now you would think that I would make full use of it - caress it gently, kiss that nipple into life. And don’t think I’m not tempted. Don’t think that the sight leaves me unaffected, either. And as I lie there in exquisite discomfort, I think of those lucky Bloggers who write about having wonderful sex first thing in the morning, with more-than-willing partners. You know who you are! I envy them their good fortune, and think of how it used to be in the very early days. Then I get up quietly and let the lady sleep on. The problem is that in Summer I normally wake at about six o’clock, and Emma seldom surfaces much before nine, Summer or Winter. In that one aspect of our lives, Emma and I are incompatible. Of course, by the time she is up, washed and breakfasted, she is her loving self, and there would be nothing to stop us returning to bed - and very occasionally we do just that. But that doesn’t count as early-morning sex, does it?

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