About a month ago we got a satellite system and a few porn channels when we signed up. For the manfolk you know.
Now don’t get me wrong, I am truly a lusty redhead with as healthy a sexual appetite as any 20 year old. I like to watch a little skin flick every once in a while and I certainly like to get busy, for a while then I’m done for the day.
My hubby on the other hand likes to watch it every second he’s home. If I leave the room for a minute I hear the moans and the bow wow chicka chicka boom boom going on. He even calls me from work and asks me to change the channel and tell him what’s on, give a blow-by-blow description if you will. I feel like he can watch it if he wants but he shouldn’t expect me to watch it *with * him every waking moment. He certainly shouldn’t expect me to drop everything but him every time he gets aroused by the stuff.
I finally told him that from this moment on, unauthorized erections will not be honored. Unless I have a part in the creation I will not take part in the recreation of it.
Here’s the solution: Invite me over to your house, and leave the house for a little while. I… want to do something… and… uh… could you leave a little hand cream and tissues out?
While there’s nothing wrong with porn as such, he needs to remember that it’s a complement or a minor diversion: NOT THE MAIN EVENT.
How long has it been going on?He may lose interest soon - there’s only so much porn even a guy can take at one time(we have a break and do it all again mind you).
I agree - he certainly shouldn’t expect you toi drop everything everytime he gets aroused - not sure completely disavowing yourself from ‘unauthorised erections’ is the answer though. May make it black and white with you on one side and porn on the other.
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Mermaid you’re definitely in the right, there. I don’t know about the unauthorized erections, though. You can just say he only gets nookie when you want to as well. If he gets a U.E. one time and you give in, then he’s got presidence. That may be a little too strong, but you get the idea.
Incidentily, I couldn’t help but picturing technicians in a NASA control room authorizing an erection, figuring out the trejectory and such.
That has got to be the most hysterically funny euphemism for sex I have ever, ever heard in my thirty-three years of travelling through this vast universe, and the last thing I need to hear, or read, when I’ve been catching myself thinking smutty thoughts about a guy that I have no business thinking smutty thoughts about…
Yeah, when we first got the Playboy channel, I’d flip to it fairly often…I don’t know…something about being able to see naked women any time of day is just kinda neat. I wouldn’t worry about it too much…it’ll die down in a while…if nothing else, he’ll soon watch it all, and see that they just repeat the same shows over and over and over again.
not for you?
Houston, we have a problem…
I’m sorry, something is wrong here.
It seems he prefers porn to you.
I read a good book by one Barbara DeAngelis, who was the first psychologist to say the truth, which is that anyone looking at porn is cheating on their mate. I agree.
I feel for you.
I’m afraid I’d have to disagree, there, vanilla. My husband and I both enjoy porn. Not all the time, but as a fun occasional diversion and addition to our sex life.
Does it inspire lustful thoughts about the actors we are watching? Well, of course. That’s why we watch it. But those thoughts are acted out with each other, and serve to enhance our pleasure together.
And if you subscribe to that point of view, how far should it go? Should I forbid my husband from looking at girls in bikinis when we go to the beach? Should I not be allowed to admire the extremely admirable butt and thighs of the guy that always works out on the stairmaster in front of my treadmill at the gym? Just looking, at anything, isn’t cheating.
