Ugh, I’m so tired. I can’t believe that asshole Tim Jenkins passed

off his report to me. It’s his friggin report! I just sent him some

data he needed, and now suddenly – whoa, wife just grabbed my

penis. Was that on purpose or did she just roll over and her hand

bumped into it on accident? Nope, purpose, she grabbed it again.

I guess we’re gonna have sex. Only when she wants too, of

course. I should just say no right now, show her how it feels to

want to have sex and not get to. Yep, I’m not even going to react

to – I have a boner! NICE! Alright, let’s see here, what’s standard

foreplay I have to go through before I can stick it in.

It’s been so long I can hardly remember. Okay, um, kiss her neck,

squeeze her boob. Man, her boob is really flopping over to the

side. When did that happen? It’s like somebody poured some

oatmeal on her chest and it’s starting to run off and – uh oh, boner

going away. Think about that new receptionist at work who’s g-

string always hangs out and the time she bent down to pick up her

day planner in front of me and Tim Jenkins. Fuckin Tim Jenkins

dude, trying to pass off his friggin report to me when all I – shit,