Play Time and Pumpkin Pie

“There is nothing worse than when you get all in the mood for some hot romance and your guy says or does something so stupid that it completely kills the mood.” Kim said this with the tone of experience behind it.

“Blake does that every once in a while,” I said. “Sometimes he says something cocky that just rubs me the wrong way. Like ‘bet you have been thinking about me and this all day’ or ‘guess you just couldn’t wait to see me, huh’. I mean sometimes it doesn’t even bother me, and then sometimes it is like, ugh, shut up and get away from me you arrogant ass.”

“Bet he calls that a mood swing, huh,” Holly said. “At least that is what Cody, ya’ll remember Cody, right? Anyway, that’s what he called it.”

“Yeah, sometimes he is just like ‘What?’ and I don’t want to tell him and get all into it so I just say ‘nothing’ and go ahead with it all. Guess I should explain myself more, but like I said, sometimes it doesn’t even bother me at all.”

“Well, what I meant is when Brian comes home and I have everything just perfect,” Kim said. “You know, candles, satin sheets, lingerie, all that, and he goes straight to the fridge and gets a beer.”

“Would it be different if he got a bottle of wine and two glasses?” Jackie asked.

“It would if he brought them in the bedroom for us to drink together,” Kim told her. “But what he does is twists off the cap, takes a few chugs, turns on ESPN, checks some scores, and then comes in the bedroom. Usually he'll take his pants off and gets in bed ready to rumble. With his socks still on!”

“Would it be different if he took his socks off?” Jackie asked again, with a grin.

“Oh, shut up Jackie,” Kim said, shaking the can of whip cream to top off her pumpkin pie.

“I see your point,” Kate said. “Sometimes, on those rare occasions where we have no kids and the house to ourselves, I want to do something romantic, a little foreplay, and all Jon wants to do is get after it. No romance whatsoever.”

“I think that is men and sex in general,” Holly said. “Unless it is something really kinky, which I only do after large quantities of alcohol.”

“Yeah, right,” I said, “we all know you like it kinky. You don’t need to lie.”

“Do ya’ll think I need to tell Brian how much it bugs me when he does something like that?” Kim asked. “Or should I just ignore it and go with the flow? I mean he does have his sweet times too, I just wish they would synchronize with my own timing.”

“I would tell him,” I said. “But do it like, tonight. Not when it actually happens. If you bring it up beforehand then maybe it won’t be such a big deal or even happen again. If you bring it up when it happens, it will probably offend him and piss him off and then neither of you will get any.”

“Any what?” Jackie asked, looking confused. “Oh, never mind, I get it,” she grinned and shook her head as she finally caught on.

“Ok, so I guess we can talk about it tonight,” Kim said. “Maybe even after sex, just to make sure he is all calm and cool and less likely to get butt hurt about it all.”

“Sounds like a good plan to me,” Kate said. “If there is anything I need to talk to Jon about but I’m afraid he may get upset or offended by it, I will do it after some hot sex. He is always way more open to my ideas and opinions after a good romp.”

“Stuff like that is why I am so glad to be a woman,” Holly said, shoveling a huge fork full of pie in her face.

Holly’s Perfect Pumpkin Pie

1 graham cracker crust
2 (4 servings) boxes Jello vanilla instant pudding
1 (16 oz) canned pumpkin
2 cups cold milk
1 tsp. pumpkin pie spice
Whip cream

Combine 1 box of pudding, ½ cup of milk, pumpkin, and pumpkin pie spice in a bowl and beat well together. Put in refrigerator. In another bowl, combine the other box of pudding and 1 ½ cups of milk and beat well together. Put in refrigerator for 1 hour. Layer half of the pumpkin mixture on the bottom of the graham cracker crust, and then put all of the vanilla pudding mixture, and top with the rest of the pumpkin pie mixture. Refrigerate if not serving immediately. Serve with whip cream.