Day two, much like day one went by pretty smoothly. Since I rarely get myself hot and bothered at work, celibacy isn’t an issue during the week when I’m away from my partner.
When I went home, I had a couple of glasses of red wine. Red wine has always had the same effect on me; it makes me drunk quickly and makes me really horny. Last night was no different but I only realised how I was self-sabotaging after my second glass.
The wine plus the fact that my boyfriend was being his usual charming, loveable, sexy self, did nothing for my fast.
Bedtime was accompanied by a lot of kissing, loads of “appropriate” (bordering on inappropriate) touching and quite an annoying amount of frustration. I was having internal conversations along the lines of “why am I actually doing this. I could just end it and it will feel sooo good.” I know better though – first off, my man won’t budge (at least not on day 3) and I’m not that weak.
So eventually I dosed off, slept peacefully and woke up feeling the same – damn you hormones and very healthy libido:).
On the flipside, an interesting potential side effect of this celibacy is that I’m feeling more in love. Granted I generally feel in love most of the time but there’s a little some extra that’s happening. I like it. I wonder if it really is linked to the celibacy thing, although it is too early to tell.
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