I'm Baaaackkkkkkkkkk!

For those of you who subscribe to modernlexonomics, my apologies.  I accidentally posted a blank entry a few minutes ago!  So if you get an email with a blank entry, that's what happened!

Blame it on the hair color.

Soooooooooooooo.....what's new?  With me, I mean.

No Nick updates.  He's still in what Lori refers to as "seclusion".  I think 2 months away from his main squeezes is long enough, but he disagrees!  I'd be more than happy to drive down for a nooner one day, though.

So last week, our little Lori was supposed to come over for lunch.  She was off and her hubby was in Seattle for two weeks.  Ah, business travel.....

So on Wenesday, she called up and said that she wasn't feeling well.  So we said that was okay and to get some rest.  I didn't think much of it.  She had been feeling sick for several days.  Her hubby had wanted to cancel his trip, but she told him to go and it was just a cold. 

The next day, I called just to check on her.  And she sounded horrible on the phone.  So I told hubby and we decided to go down and check on her.  We drove over and got to her house and knocked.  No answer.  Of course, I'm starting to freak out a little at this point.

We knew where she kept her emegency house key and got it and let outselves in.  We found her on the couch underneath some blankets sleeping.  She had a fever and was shivering. 

We woke her up and she was hurting and it hurt when she inhaled.  So we got her dressed--she insisted on a shower, first--and put her in the backseat of my car so she could lay back down.  We finally got down to North Fulton and took her in.  Hubby gave the admitting nurse Lori's insurance information while I went back with her to a room.

I helped her get her clothes of and get into a gown.  She just had no energy whatsoever.  Finally, we got her into the bed.  A doctor (I call him Dr. Cool) came in and checked her out and told us what we had already figured out:  pneumonia.  Then he asked her if she was keeping up on her thyroid medication and a few follow-up questions. 

By this time, it was really starting to hurt when she breathed.  Dr. Cool got her hooked up on some pain meds.  The first thing he asked when he got in was if she was in pain.  A few minutes later, she was doped up.

I LOVVVVVVVED this Dr.  He was so nice.  He explained everything to us: what tests he was going to run, all that. 

First came the EKG.  A cute little brunette came in and administered the test.  Everything was good there.  Then Dr. Really Cool came back in and talked to the three of us about the test.  Then he explained that the CAT scan of her lungs.  Since she's a smoker, he wanted to rule out any blood clots before discharging her.

So about a half hour later, they came and took her.  Lori was pretty much out of it due to the meds, thankfully.  About fifteen minutes, they wheeled her back into the room.  And then she fell back asleep, thankfully.

North Fulton Emergency does it with style.  They had a television--with basic cable--in Lori's room!  So I sat next to a sleeping Lori and held her hand and hubby and I watched ESPN.  About forty-five minutes later, the doctor came in and we woke Lori up.

It was good news.  Her lungs were fine.  He prescribed some pain pills and antibiotics for her (she had a dose of the anti-biotics earlier) and after sigining some paperwork, we took Lori back to our place.

We got home and hubby carried Lori up to her and Shelly's room and then went out to get her prescription filled and some lunch (Steak 'N Shake!).

When hubby got home, we ate and I called Shelly, just to let her know.  Shelly told her that she'd swing by after work. 

After lunch, we just let Lori sleep.  It was the best thing for her.  She slept until Shelly came by around five.  Shelly had a dinner planned with her cousin that night but was going to cancel until Lori told her not to. 

So Shelly left, soon to be replaced by new visitors:  Mitzie and Kellie.  The Avengers really had no idea that Lori was even there.  But when the Avengers run out of Diet Coke, they promptly head to the next best thing to a grocery store:  our refrigerator. 

I tried padlocking the fridge once, but they used a blowtorch and got in anyway.  Since then, I've given up trying to protect my Diet Coke.

Anyway, the Avengers tore upstairs to visit Lori until I chased them off with a broom (holy water works wonders as well on those two) and they went back to their apartment to have dinner and do what they do after work (if you're thinking it's sex, you're on the right track).

Around seven, Lori was feeling better, but was still wiped out.  So hubby made her some soup and a sandwich and she devoured the offerings quickly and promptly passed out again. 

So hubby and I went back downstairs to kick it and watch some television until bed.  We had lost a day of work, but didn't care.  Lori was far more important. 

We were kind of tempted to have a little fun, though.  We were beat, but, hey, you know how it goes.  So I snuggle up to hubby and we start kissing and groping and all that.  Hubby had just gotten my jeans off and was touching me in a very nice area when we saw the porch light flick on.

The Avengers! 

Mitzie and Kellie almost always jump into our jacuzzi every night.  Now as much as I joke about what pests these two are, we love having them in our apartment.  They're dolls, and they're funny as can be.  And we've always assured them that if they want something, they can just come in and grab it.  And we also told them they're free to use the pool or jacuzzi when they want.

With some kids their age, I wouldn't.  But these two are mature, smart, and know how to behave like adults. 

So hubby I got up and peek out.  There they are, in the jacuzzi, naked.  Luckily, the jacuzzi isn't in clear view from outside our house--and we have some space between our closest neighbors; it's one reason we bought the place--so even hubby and I jump in naked sometimes.

I looked over at hubby and said, "Wanna fuck with 'em?"

He walked over and I started giving him head while the girls watched.  They started laughing and Mitzie scooted up onto the edge of the jacuzzi and had Kellie go down on her.  Mitzie smiled, shot me the finger, and laughed.

A few minutes later, Mitzie leaned her head back and came, and that drove me over the edge (I had been playing with myself while blowing hubby).  Kellie and Mitzie switched places and I grabbed some couch cushions and positioned hubby so he was on his back and I was facing Kellie. Then I straddled him and slid down his cock. While Mitzie ate out Kellie, hubby fucked me.  And Kellie and I just locked onto each others' eyes the whole time.

That was fucking hot.  That was beyond watching/being watched.  It was like we were keying in on each other's experience.  We were just staring at each other, never averting our gaze. 

Kellie reached up and grabbed her breasts.  I followed her lead.  She'd put her finher in her mouth, and I'd do the same. 

Soon she mouthed, "I'm cumming".  We came at the same time, followed by my hubby.

After the fun, Kellie popped into the house.  "We gotta do that again sometime!"   Mitzie came in and said, "What are you talking about?" 

Hubby and Mitzie had no clue as to what we had been doing. We told them, of course. That was fucking hot.  Hot and spontaneous. 

The girls put on their robes and came in and sat down and we all chatted for a few minutes.  That's how it goes at our place.  Sex, then hey, what's going on?  LOL  I know it sounds a bit blase or casual, but well, I guess it is.

After an hour or so, Mitzie kissed Kellie and they exchanged "I love yous" and Mitzie headed up to their place to go to bed.

Hubby ran up to check on Lori.  She was still sound asleep.  When he came back down, Kellie said, "Can I ask you guys a question?"

We told her of course.

She said, "Well, you know, Mitzie and I only play around together?"  We nodded.

Blonde Avenger continued, "We were talking about that.  Last Saturday, you had Shelly and Lori over and were playing.  I was at work.  Mitzie came by and I took my break.  She mentioned that you all were playing and stuff."

I said, "Go on, honey."

She said, "I was like, 'why didn't you join them?'  She shrugged and said we didn't do that apart.  So we talked about it when I got home.  We kind of figure that it's cool if we do that....if it's just with you guys or Lori and Shelly or Ash...."

I wasn't sure about that.  I mean, I'd love a one-on-one or a threesome with hubby with Kellie.  But I wouldn't want that to create any friction.

She said, "No, we really are fine with it.  I mean, as long as we don't hit bars alone and that type of thing." 

So we told her that if they were both okay with it, then we were too. 

I'm happy that they talked about it though.  That's important.  They discussed it like adults, and that's the key to a successful relationship.  Hubby and I have always discussed everything.  It's not always easy, but it's important.

So Kellie hung out with us for a bit longer.  Before she left, she asked if we wanted to play with her the next day while Mitzie was at work.  She didn't have to go into work until two.  We weren't sure, because we still were concerned about Lori.  But we told her to come down anyway and at least hang out with us for a bit.

So Kellie left.  We jumped into the shower together and then hit the sheets.  We were wiped out. 

The next thing I remember is waking up around 8:30 and seeing Lori passed out between hubby and I.  This is typical of Lori.  If she stays the night without Shelly, she ends up sleeping in our bed with us.  She must've gotten up to use the bathroom and just crawled between us in a force of habit type of thing.

So hubby and I carefully crawled out of bed and headed downstairs.  We were starving and I needed him to fix me some breakfast.  I mean, why else would I keep him?

I was in the mood for bacon and eggs.

Anyway, we're talking while he cooks--yeah, I'm spoiled, blah, blah--and I look upstairs and see a redhead wearing a pink robe.  And she's sniffing.

Uh oh.  She smelled food.

She made her way down to the table and looked at hubby and said, "AHEM!"  So hubby had to make a little more.  No biggie!

Well, a lot more.  Trust me, Lori could be a competitive eater.  I don't know where she puts it, but that chick can chow down like a lumberjack.  And considering her ordeal the previous day, she had worked up quite an appetite.

She chowed down about ten pounds of bacon, a loaf of toasted bread, and twenty eggs.  Okay, that was a bit of an exagerration.  But she did have her appetite back, and that was a good thing.

By the way, she had no clue as to when she climbed into our bed.  All she remembers is waking up there.

We had Lori spend the next couple of days at our place.  She was still worn out and neither of us wanted her to be alone.  The antibiotics worked pretty quickly and she started regaining her strenght soon.  She did, however, spend most of Thursday sleeping. 

After breakfast, she watched some television and took a shower and headed back to bed.  When Lori sleeps, she sleeps hard.  So we knew that she'd be out for several hours.  After she hit the sheets, I asked hubby if we should get busy with Kellie.

Shit, I could almost see his dick get hard even though I was in the living room and he was in the kitchen.  He liked that idea.  Color me shocked!

So I called Kellie and she came down in a robe and nothing else.  The girl was ready.

And so were we.  We had a nice hour and a half with her.  When we were done, Kellie headed home to get ready for work and we took a shower and got back to our own work, which we had set aside the previous day.

Lori stayed with us through the weekend and is now fully recovered. 

It was an interesting few days, to say the least.

Bad News

Sorry.  I haven't been on too much, but there's been some serious shit going down.

After 17 years of marriage, hubby and I are calling it quits.  It's been a great run.  But even great runs come to an end, and this one has.

It's sad.  But if it wasn't sad, it wouldn't have meant anything.

My husband has several emotional issues to deal with.  And I'm fine with that, as long as he does it own his own time and at his own expense. 

I've never tied my value into being married or not.  I don't seek affirmation through marriage.  I'm my own person, and to that end, until my husband learns to respect women, then he can be without his supposedly favorite woman.

Yeah, I'm sad.  But through this I hope to grow as a person.  I'll be moving to NYC in a few weeks.  Hubby will be moving back to Los Angeles.  I wish him well.

And I can't WAIT to be in NYC!  I LOVE that city!  So bye-bye marriage!  It's party time for Lexie!

Oh yeah, one more thing...

April Fool's!