Tuesday, March 13 

I had an erotic dream about the previous night’s sex, and woke up feeling very turned on.  My arousal dogged me during my morning workout, and my shower orgasm was particularly satisfying.  I got to work hoping for another great day, though a particularly juicy IM conversation with a friend got me excited all over again.

As seems to be typical lately, the baby didn’t nap for Jack at all today.  He managed a solo orgasm while she was in her playpen, though he found himself wanting more.  That night, we went to dinner.  The baby had fallen asleep, and a couple glasses of wine led us to flirt quite shamelessly with each other.  I was feeling horny.  The service was slow, and we were worried the baby would wake up before we could get home and take advantage.

Jill, to slow waiter: “We will be having sex at eight. Whatever you need to do to have us out of here in half an hour, you’d better do it.”
— Jack (and Jill) (@jackandjillcpl) March 14, 2012

As luck would have it, the baby woke once we got home, and didn’t go to sleep until ten.  We managed to have sex until midnight, and then showered, watched TV, and did a few things that needed to be done around the house.  We went to bed around one or two, at which time I gave Jack a blowjob.  (We’d earlier eaten steak for dinner.  I hadn’t realized that Wednesday is Steak and Blowjob Day, or I might have suggested waiting.)

Wednesday, March 14

Today began with another shower orgasm.  I had a good day at work as a result.  I find that the endorphins that are released when I come usually put me in a good frame of mind and better enable me to tackle my day.  An orgasm from sex with Jack would make it even better, of course, but I’ll take what I can get.
That night, while the baby slept, I found Jack on his laptop at the kitchen table and decided to give him a blowjob.  He was chatting with our friend Tonya.

.@yes_THAT_tonya, about @jillandjackcpl: “She’s so awesome that she’ll let you chat with me while she’s blowing you”
— Jack (and Jill) (@jackandjillcpl) March 15, 2012

Gauging her interest in what was happening under the table, Jack suggested that she log into Skype.  She did, and even though it was difficult to place the laptop at a wide enough angle for our audience to see the show, we managed.  I sucked Jack to a very noisy orgasm, and then he fucked me doggy style and missionary.  Tonya’s enthusiastic encouragement drove me to a couple very wet climaxes, and I remember wishing I’d put the Throe down beneath us.  When Jack came, he pulled out and came in my mouth.  I didn’t catch it all, though.

After we’d logged out of Skype, we took a shower, and I got off once more with the showerhead.  Aroused by my arousal, Jack had another orgasm before bed.

Thursday, March 15

We both managed orgasms in the shower today, though unfortunately not together.  Jack’s parents arrived for a weekend visit this afternoon, and as soon as they walked in the door Jack began to feel claustrophobic and in need of release.  Because of the fact that they typically don’t take the baby out but rather play with her around the house, the chance of privacy was pretty much nonexistent.  Our house is small, and my in-laws’ already loud voices carry.

He managed a little fun that night, when we went to dinner with my family.  A direct-message conversation on Twitter turned pretty hot, and even though he couldn’t get off or anything, it took the edge off somewhat.
That night, after everyone else in the house had gone to bed, we stayed up chatting and working on a couple blog posts.  We waited until the baby had awakened (she always does) and then returned to sleep, then had a quickie.  Jack bent me over the bed, took me from behind, and fingered my clit.  We came almost simultaneously, and I took him in my mouth.  At this point it occurred to us that we had a pretty good streak going:  We’d had sex every day this week.

Friday, March 16

Although I managed to get off in the shower this morning, Jack did not.  He should have, though, as his parents were looking after the baby.  So his lack of an orgasm was his own fault.

We left the baby in my in-laws’ capable hands on Friday night, and had a very nice dinner, followed by after-dinner drinks at a bar.  We’d hoped to meet up with friends there, but they flaked on us.  After a couple rounds we headed out, and considered what the next phase of our night should be.  We didn’t want to go home, as we knew we’d never get any privacy.  Additionally, Jack’s parents are horrible about putting the baby to bed on any manner of reasonable schedule, so we knew she’d still be up and likely in need of our attention.

Instead of going home we parked someplace and made out in the front seat.  Things progressed naturally, and Jack fingered me under my skirt while I took his cock out and stroked him.  Eventually my top got unbuttoned and my skirt came off, and I even managed to give Jack a blow job despite the damn steering wheel being in the way.

We wanted to go further, but the front seat of our car isn’t the easiest place to have sex.  We decided to continue our amorous adventures in the back, but the baby’s car seat was in the way.  Jack pulled up his pants and got out of the car, removed the car seat and put it in the trunk.  Did I mention it was raining?  It was.

I quickly got out of the car and climbed into the back seat, clutching my skirt against myself.  I lay across the seat and Jack began to finger me.  It occurred to us both that me ejaculating all over the upholstery wouldn’t be the smartest course of action, so he licked my clit instead.  It took me awhile, but I eventually came.  As he was already on top of me, Jack fucked me in the missionary position.  He came in my mouth.  No cleanup required!

We got home before midnight.  As we expected, the baby was still awake.

Saturday, March 17 

While at a crowded family gathering, I read a couple very hot blog posts and got worked up.  I considered going into the bathroom for a little playtime, but decided not to as there were probably people there who actually needed the bathroom for more legitimate reasons.

After we got back home, Jack and I excused ourselves to our bedroom and had a quickie while his parents looked after the baby.  I masturbated while he read me erotica, and I left a wet spot that would have been nonexistent if I’d just remembered the Throe.