The Wife & I Discuss Sex Toys
Wednesday, March 24, 2010 at 7:33AM A month ago I got a Twitter direct message (DM) from the loverly @maniacalmom saying she was headed to Vegas, “send me your mailing address and I’ll send you a care package when I get back.”
Truth be told, I get random DMs on Twitter once in a blue moon but nothing like that. While I love my girl and her blog, I didn’t really know what to do with that DM or how to respond, so I just didn’t.
Two weeks later she sends another DM saying “I’m back – send me your address and I’ll send your care package.”
“Ummm….I’m a bit scared. Are you going to show up, throw me in a well, tell me ‘it rubs the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again’ and then wear me?” I politely asked?
Then I get her virtual business information which looked legit and I folded…I sent my address and today we got the package!!
Wife: “Wow…now who the hell is this woman again?,” she asks as she looks at the package contents strewn across the table while keeping a constant eye on the stairs for any prying eyes from the little nippers.
Me: “She’s that lady on Twitter who said she wanted to send us some gifts after her…”
Wife: “What the hell is this?”
Me: “I can’t tell from the plastic, but it looks like it’s shaped perfectly to fit around my…”
Wife: “And is that a dolphin?!”
Me: “That my dear, is AWESOME! It looks like a hollowed out dolphin thingy that totally hides this little vibrator thingy so the kids have no idea it’s a magical mystery tool designed to send mommy’s eyes rolling in the back of her head!!”
Wife: “What? Why are you bringing the kids into this? You’re sick.”
Me: “No…I just immediately thought if the kids found it they’d think, ‘oh cool, a vibrating dolphin with seven different settings—awesome!’ and we wouldn’t freak out as bad if we saw them accidentally playing with it in the bathtub or something.”
Wife: “Well, what are you going to do with your man-tube thing?”
Me: “You mean, Jennifer?”
Wife: “Holy shit you just opened it from the package and you already gave ‘it’ a name?”
Me: “Ssshhh…she’s sensitive. Look at her bumps and goodness. She exists to make us happy.”
Wife: “To make YOU happy? Poor Jennifery, she has no clue what she’s in for.”
And I thought about it…the wife’s right. If I come on too strong I’d hate to think what would happen. I’d go looking for her in my favorite drawer and she wouldn’t be there. The wife would be laying on the couch and feel a tug on her Snuggie sleeve. And to her dismay she’d see Jennifer…
Wife: “Oh my god what’s wrong Jennifer? Why are you crying?”
Jennifer: “He won’t leave me the fuck alone! Not even for a second!”
Wife: “Oh no!!! He’s following you around the house, rubbing against you and accidentally picking up imaginary things in front of you in the hopes you’ll look at his ass isn’t he?”
Jennifer: “Can you hide me under your blankets and let me watch CSI with you and just hold me for a while.”
Wife: “Come on girlfriend…hop in. Mommy’s got you.”
I’ve totally got to play this one cool. I can’t lose Jennifer the way I lost the wifey to her Snuggie and the couch...
CSI, Jennifer Aniston, dolphin, passion parties, sex, sex toys
Reader Comments (25)
I think this one is PURE GOLD mate! Laughing my arse off the entire time!!!
Uh....Mike...perhaps you missed that I included something for his WIFE...and that I am married too...and there is nothing wrong with having a GREAT SEX LIFE with your partner. Perhaps I also failed to mention I have a Bachelor of Arts Degree in Counselling with a Human Sexuality major and a Master Sexologist designation. This is my JOB and I am proud of the fact I ENHANCE relationships and help couples to LAUGH OUT LOUD and have fun in the bedroom.
I hav no clue who you are and how I found you through twitter but I'm glad I did. This was hysterically funny and just what I needed to start my morning. Be nice to Jennifer.
Dear gawd I laughed my ass off. Even your toys left you....and ewwww
Hell yeah, dude. Hell yeah!!!