I was beyond sexually frustrated, it had literally been two years since anything. It was not from a lack of me putting forth affection and truly caring and loving her. I got to the point after several very loving and not rushing into sexual attempts with love making that I just wanted it, wanted to lick her pussy, wanted my cock sucked, wanted to bend her over the couch arm and fuck her silly.
We came home from a get together with friends, she had some wine and seemed in a great mood, would not have said horny but none the less was a little flirty. We get into the bedroom, I help her with the back of her dress and bra, I am all smiles thinking Yeah, baby getting it finally tonight! I am hugging her from behind, slide my hands up cupping her breasts and lightly play with her nipples and she pushes my hands downward and says she needs to use the bathroom. I do not give up hope, maybe the wine is just catching up with her, needs to pee and no big deal. Nope, comes out like ten minutes later, complaining dinner did not agree with her, something about cramps and aches in her stomach.
I lost it a bit, let out a for fucks sake, really? Not a single complaint about anything until I try to get your motor running, fuck you and your not feeling wells ninety nine percent of the time. I gather up a pillow and walk out going to the guest room upstairs and already hear her crying as I am walking out of the bedroom. I am still steaming laying in the bed and hear this light knock on the door, WHAT! I ask her and hear some sniffles and she asks if she can come in and talk. NO! I told her, not in the mood to talk and apparently not anything else for the night so good night!
Days go by, I am moving more and more out of the bedroom to the closet in the guest room, always liked the view from the window anyways. Our house essentially has two master suites but the one downstairs is larger. I adopt the attitude that we are just basically non sexual friends sharing a house I guess so might as well get used to it.
Why are you moving to the other bedroom? she asked me one day.
I told her because I don’t want to see you naked or changing, don’t want to get turned on hoping I might get you turned on and maybe have sex. Guess I don’t need the temptation because you are not interested in having sex so why sleep together. Companionship was her answer. I told her Great! let me know when you want to go for a hike and I will join you, meanwhile just leave me alone for now.
She saw me taking a packed bag out to my car, call it my car because she never liked it anyways but I always wanted one so I drive it to work now and then and on weekends. She asked what was going on and I told her no idea, I am going for a drive today and see where I end up, could be hundreds of miles away so I packed a bag just in case. See you later.
I had enough of her mulling around the house so was not going to look at her, needed some fresh scenery and drove until I was tired and got a hotel for the night.
