I wish I could type this blog without laughing...but I can't. So this may take a while. Any who, as I'm going on about my life and day to day activities, I'm always learning something. For instance, I don't have fetishes, per se, but I do have funny little turn-ons. As many women can identify, I love to see a well dressed man (or woman for that matter). I get excited when I interact with a great dancer. A man's deep voice calling my name. You know, normal stuff. But here's something not so normal that I discovered recently. I become aroused by happiness.
Yep! Happiness. When I'm happy I feel happy within my lady parts. Something about the magic of a good feeling makes me want to get intimate. And not just any type of sexual interaction. I want to go into pure unadulterated passion mode. True story: One day I woke up feeling amazing. I ran errands. I worked out. Had a very productive work afternoon. Cooked dinner and watched television with my boyfriend. I was just plain happy. Next thing I knew I was trying to do everything possible to take his clothes off. He didn't know what came over me. Later, I had to explain that joyous feelings put me in the mood. It's my aphrodisiac.
It makes me wonder if I'm the only one. Is there another person out there that can have a fun evening with friends playing monopoly and then look over at their mate smile, laugh, have an enjoyable time and immediately want to send a discreet text message that reads, "meet me in the bathroom in 3 minutes"? If so, I'd love to know. On the other hand, if not, I'm still going to want to yank my boyfriend into a secluded area for a quickie during a good old happy day. *wink*
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