I climbed out of bed this morning and realized that I have now been forty-two days without an orgasm. That is only significant because it matches the longest that I have been denied, or just gone without an orgasm, since I found masturbation, when I was twelve. As I have said before, this go around has not been nearly as bad. We have prevented it from being hyper-sexualized, to everyone’s benefit.
The only thing is, we still have absolutely no idea when this will end. I had mentioned before that I have three goals that I wanted to achieve before having an orgasm became a viable option. NW agreed to this. One goal will definitely be complete before the end of December. A second goal likely will. I am not so sure about the third.
Given that, we are toying with the idea of making it “when all three goals are met or January 1st”, whichever comes first. Not as a definite day to orgasm, of course. Just as a date when NW can give an orgasm anytime that she likes. But that is still up in the air. Either way, barring an outside reason to stop this, we are most likely going to cross two months and keep going for a bit.
My want is starting to get a bit testy, every now and again, though. That definitely isn’t all bad…