Author: Brian Schnabel

“Oh Baby… Daylight savings time has given us an extra hour in bed. What do you think we should do with that hour?”

Today was a quiet relaxing kind of day. Julia and I didn’t do much of anything other than lounge around the house until about 2:00 PM, when we finally decided to do something other than each other and hit the road for lunch at Friendly’s.

This morning was a slow sensual one with lots of gentle toe-curling exercises. But… Eventually Julia and I finally did find it within ourselves to get out of bed.

I turned over at one point this morning, suddenly feeling arms encircling me and pulling me towards her as I rolled to face her. As I moved towards her, she wordlessly indicated that she wanted me on top of her. “I can’t,” I murmured in the still quiet to which she gently replied, “I know.”

This Wednesday was rather busy for both Julia and myself. Her morning started at 8:00 AM doing couples counseling in our Town of Newton NJ office building straight through until 5:00 PM, and I recorded another podcast after posting some stuff to Brian Schnabel’s Head Space. Of course, the day wouldn’t have been complete without a tow curling start and end but…

She lay still beneath me as I moved over her, Julia totally out like a light in this Tuesday’s predawn moment. But I knew that would not be the case much longer as I felt her orgasm building. Her mind might not have been conscious at that point, “But her body was definitely aware.”

This Monday morning started off quite nicely, waking up with Julia always being a treat. “No tricks, just one awesome treat!”

“Someone feels peaceful,” I said when I felt Julia finally come round. “I have no reason to be anything but as I am with you,” Julia said. She then added, “How long were you watching me sleep?”

I woke this morning to the sensation of hands rubbing my back. I lay there for a minute taking it all in when I heard the quiet voice of Julia saying playfully, “Good morning sunshine. The world you’ve been dead to says hello.”

“I’m dreaming,” I thought as my brain slowly started to engage. But then that small quiet voice from within said, “You’re in bed with Julia who can’t get enough of you, body, mind and soul, and she loves you. So… No… You’re not dreaming.”

It was another day of work, podcasting for me and meeting with clients in our Newton NJ office building for Julia. She was teasing me over the phone at one point between marriage counseling sessions, saying with a warm glow in her voice, “After overhearing a conversation between two stunningly beautiful women at Starbucks this morning, I’m thinking we might need to get you a security detail. They were talking about your podcast and they, and God only knows how many other women, are clearly being driven into a high state of wantonness by the sound of your voice alone!”

Julia and I both rolled out of bed this morning feeling quite rested; us being totally at peace with each other and the rest of the world. And… When I stop and think about the glorious sensation I experienced when I opened my eyes, my brain simultaneously registering what Julia was doing to me? “It’s kind of hard to be any other way.”

“Babe? Do you feel pressured to perform?”

“Oh my! That silver tongue of yours will get you anything you want from me. Oh Yeah. And those fingers… They’re just so… Yes,” Julia said breathing hard.

“Oh no. That’s a look of disgust if I’ve ever seen one. Come back to bed for a little while Babe. You don’t need to be dealing with that mess right now.”

“Someone’s and early riser and a hard one, too,” Julia said breathlessly. “This feels good. You feel so good.”