Hey all! I have been kind of out of it lately. Sorry, but the rest of my past story will have to wait till tomorrow. Got too much going on now to sit down and write it all out. But get to it I will, I promise. I wasn’t sure about putting all that stuff down, as it can be rather embarrassing to me. But since I have started it I will finish it.

Besides, I am sure you would rather hear all about my weekend anyway….

Friday night we were having sex. Now if any of you have read much about my sex life either here or on my old blog you will know that we usually use the “pull out” method of birth control. Yeah, I know that it is stupid and risky but it usually works for us. I don’t have any trouble holding out for as long as she needs me to so there never is any fear that I might pop one off prematurely. That was until Friday night.

Okay, so we’re there on the bed going at it in the usual position. Her on her back, me betwix her legs. She is really getting into it making those faces and noises that drive me wild. I alternate between putting her legs over my shoulders, so I can drive it deep, or letting her wrap her legs around my waist. At some point during this she said something terribly dirty (can’t remember now what that was) and reached her hand down to play with her clit. I think it was the combination of the dirty talk and seeing her play with herself that pushed me right (over?) to the edge. Suddenly I stopped and she asked what was wrong. “Uh, nothing…got close there for a minute.” I answered. She went back to playing with her nub and I continued to pause there on my knees between her legs thinking. Did I cum? I felt that urge, but I stopped in time…didn’t I? I did feel that feeling, guys you know what I’m talking about where you know you are fixing to shoot a load, but I stopped in time and therefore didn’t feel the orgasm that usually comes after that initial feeling. Jeeze that was a mouthful, can you say run on sentence? Anyway, so in other words I felt like I was going to cum, got close if not slightly over the edge, but then never felt the actual orgasm happen. So I continued back at my task and after five seconds or so she asks, “Did you cum?” I tell her no, and she says, “Well it is suddenly wetter than it was before.” I pull out and sure enough there was fluid down there that wasn’t all hers. “OH MY GOD! You dumb ass, you came in me!!! I better NOT be pregnant!” Okay, that was enough for me. I went from rock hard to limp quicker than you can say “There goes Susie with a baby carriage.”

I tell you, I can’t believe it but I guess I did cum. I just didn’t feel a thing. Susan got up and immediately got in the tub in the hopes of washing all my little buddies out of her and I stood there puzzled. Damn how bad would it suck if I knocked her up and can’t even think back fondly on the conception? I have heard tell of men who can have an orgasm without ejaculating, just never heard of anyone ejaculating with out the orgasm.

Saturday we went out for lunch at Macaroni Grill with the intent of going to see that new Clint Eastwood movie, but got a little too buzzed at lunch and decided to go home and nap instead. Saturday night more sex….with a condom, and a nice complete orgasm for both of us.

Y’all reckon Chuck is going to be a daddy again? Guess we will have to wait a couple more weeks to find out. It is not that Susan is opposed to having a baby, she just isn’t ready now. Things are cooking with her career and she would like to wait at least another year or two before the blessed event.

I’ll keep you posted and will continue the other story tomorrow.

Since my blog posts lately have been pretty “ho-hum” I thought I would dig into my past and share a little. This is all true.

In the early days of my first marriage my ex and I lived in a large historic city. In this city my uncle owed two restaurants/bars. Although we moved there for me to work in an entirely different field I ended up going to work for my uncle at one of his bars. This particular establishment was a fairly decent restaurant during the day but after 8pm in the evening it, along with all the others, became a rocking college hangout.

I also met some interesting people at this bar. I once served Robert Duval a drink and even chatted him up for a few minutes. I had Andre The Giant in the place, Sissy Spacek and Anna Chlumsky (of My Girl fame). Then there was that nerdy guy who was on Murphy Brown, I can’t remember his name. My favorite was a band that used to play in the club across the street. We kept a tab for them and they would often come over after their set and have a couple drinks. I never thought it at the time, but The Dave Mathews Band was on the verge of making it big, and they did soon after. Not sure if they ever settled up their tab, but I am betting they did.

After I had been there about a year the manager left for some reason and my uncle put me in charge. There was a lot of resentment from one of the other bartenders, but you just don’t mess with blood. I worked hard doing everything from cooking, tending bar, opening and closing, cleaning and keeping the books. It was soon after that I began to notice things were not as they seemed. As I got access to the up stairs office and the desk/files I began to find things that I had never seen before. I came across stacks of Polaroid pictures of girls, some who were waitresses, naked or in the act of sucking some anonymous dick. I found little baggies of pot and cocaine and other drugs. One Saturday afternoon I confronted my uncle with the things I had found. It was then that he told me to lock the office door, sit down and listen. He explained to me, as he took several big swigs from his bottle of Jim Beam, that he had an interesting “gig” going on the side. He asked if, back when I used to bar back and I would come upstairs to the walk in cooler, did I ever notice how often the office door would be locked. Of course I had, and I had heard the laughing, music and female voices from behind that locked door many times. Well, as I sat across from him at the desk, he filled me in on all that I had seemed to have been missing over the past year.

My uncle introduced me to a term I had never heard before. The term was “Coke Whore”. He explained how there were many women who lead pretty normal lives but were hooked on cocaine. He said these women may be waitresses or office workers, even executive secretaries. They all had their normal lives and seemed like other normal girls except they craved the “bump”. They wanted to use the drug but they weren’t able to get it on their own, or they were too afraid of getting caught. These girls were different than the “crack ho’s” who walked the streets in certain parts of the city doing anything for the money to get a hit. These girls, or “his girls” as he called them, were attractive high class chicks who would do whatever he wanted as long as he gave them the white powder they needed. As he unraveled this “other world” to me he took from the top desk drawer a small mirror with a pile of white in the center. He used a credit card, an American Express as I remember, and cut off two lines. With a rolled up fifty dollar bill he leaned down and inhaled one of the two inch lines. He slid the mirror across the desk to me and offered the rolled up fifty. As I sat there with the fifty in my right hand he picked up the phone receiver and said to me,

“First thing we are going to do is get Amy up here to give us both a blow job. Then I am going to let you in on a little “family business.”

I looked up at the TV monitor where I could see a black and white image of what was going on in the bar below us. Amy was leaning over the bar talking with Craig the other bartender, that short black skirt riding up to the bottom of her ass. I remember seeing Craig pick up the phone downstairs, hearing my uncle tell him to send Amy up and then I leaned over the glass. Using my left thumb to block my left nostril, as I had seen him do, I gripped the rolled fifty between the thumb and forefinger of my right hand and snorted it all in.

More later……

Good Friday afternoon to you all! It’s 5:00, the whistle has blown, and I am Fred Flintstone sliding down the Brontosaurus neck ready to clock out! Don’t Friday’s seem so much better after a week from hell? Today, besides working, I went to get the tag renewed for the license plate on Susan’s car. Standing in line at the DMV is a great way to spend an hour! The weather here is turning cold and rainy. There is even a chance for some freezing rain tonight. Hmmm, sounds like a good reason to snuggle up under the covers for a little one on one time. I might just have to see if my wife can be multiple twice in one week! Oh speaking of orgasm’s, it seems my “nut gravy” reference from the last post brought up some interesting comments. Snagster, it worries me that you would associate my ejaculate with your love of various types of gravy. Dude, I thought I knew you….Actually I have used that term before in my old blog, but I know there are newer readers here who weren’t around months ago.

Well, obviously there isn’t much to report today. I think I will post this and get on with my weekend. Hope you all have a good one too!

Ah, the work day is done and what a long one it has been. I got out of bed at 7:15 this morning and have been at it pretty much non stop all day. But now I can kick back, sip a cocktail and blog away.

Last night the wife and kids and I had a nice time gathered together in the living room watching American Idol. Once that was over the kids went up stairs to spend their last hour before bed watching Spongebob or something like that and Susan and I locked ourselves in the bedroom. HUMP DAY was underway! We stripped down and climbed up into bed together. Deciding to skip the kissing part, we both have this nasty cold, she went right to town giving me some oral attention. I swelled to my usual Godzilla like proportions and she turned around and “backed that thing up!” Boy did I tear that shit UP! Slamming into her like I did I had her coming within five minutes. After that I had her lay down on her back and I continued with my objective. With her legs around my waist and the sweat pouring down my face I alternated between laying on top of her with my head buried in her neck or propped up in push-up position. The whole time giving it to her good. Non stop, constant pounding. She was loving it, coming again and again. At one point she even asked, “Can you feel how wet I am?” Oh yeah baby I sure can!!

Well at some point it occurred to me that, as hard as I tried, I was not feeling that familiar urge to finish things. I could tell she was getting tired of it, especially when she asked, “You ever going to cum? I mean Damn!” I told her that I was trying and that was when she took both hands and grabbed my ass and started talking dirty to me. Just something about hearing my wife talk dirty in that East Tennessee mountain accent (think Dolly Parton) that got me where I needed to be, coupled with the ass massage. After another minute or so she could tell I was close and she unlocked her leg grip around my waist and I pulled it out and exploded all over her stomach and boobage. Damn what a load! Well, it had been since Friday night. Reckon I had quite a skillet full of nut gravy built up. Oh, great….I will never make another skillet of gravy with out thinking of that. So Hump Day at Chuck’s was a success!

One more day till the weekend. I can’t wait for two days to relax. We are supposed to get some freezing rain here tomorrow night. The kids will be with their Mother Friday night and most of Saturday, so Susan and I will probably take in a movie during the afternoon. I really want to see Aviator.

Thanks again to Becky for more help on my blog today. Notice the “Up Chucked” section in the upper left. I tell you this woman is good. I have wanted to change things with my blog for so long. I am glad I met her!

So what do you all think about my new template? I think it’s pretty damn snazzy! I have to give all the credit and thanks to my new blogger buddy BLOGGIN BEX. She spruced it up for me and I am pretty pleased with the results. I know I have said it already several times, but Becky, I really appreciate your help with this. YOU ROCK!!

In order to get this done I volunteered to give her my log in name and password so she could access my template. In the future if any weird posts show up about how I am “into guys” or like “taking things up my ass”, feel confidant that they are not coming from me! It will be an attempt on her part to sabotage my blog! LOL I am sure that won’t be the case, but still….beware.

If any of you guys are interested in giving your site an overhaul and don’t have the time or, (like me), the knowledge to do it yourself give her a holler. Her prices are way reasonable (really cheap) and she does dang good work. This woman is an HTML queen and she has a lot of templates available, although I chose to copy the same one she has. You can find her email in the link above.

Not much else to report today. Susan stayed home from work. She has this same crud that me and L have, although she did end up going in mid day. She is such a work horse! I worked all day then went to Wal Mart to stock up on stuff.

I am so proud of my daughter T. Early during the last grading period she had like a 50 average in math. She started going to tutoring and by report card time she had pulled it up to a high D. Today she got her progress report and she has a 91 average in math! She is making great progress. I am sure she gets her math genes from me. I was terrible in math and it took me two attempts to get through college algebra with a D. Guess that’s why I didn’t go for my B.S. but graduated with a B.A. Couldn’t make it with all the extra math classes.

Well, it’s Hump Day…..so wish me luck!!! I needs me some relief! Talk to you all later….

Oh my Lord, what a day! I have been hard at it, with hardly anytime to myself. And certainly no time for any Lifetime movies today!! I did manage to read a few blogs though and Ed I can relate to you man, only not showering was, in my case, a choice. Just haven’t had time. So it’s a good thing y’all can’t smell me through your monitors!

Let’s see, let’s see….what to discuss? I know, a cocktail might put me in the mood. Be right back.

Okay, thanks….where was I….oh yeah, I want to thank Snag, ESSF, Shumpy and Eyerocker for your help and suggestions today. My problem didn’t get fixed, but I did get to clean up a lot of other crap. Thanks guys!

How about sex? Maybe some of you have been wondering about my sex life since I haven’t posted about it in a while. Well, lets see….it has pretty much thinned out a little here of late. Once last Friday night and one other time during last week I think. Here lately its been pretty much a series of quickies. Not that I encouraged it, its just been the way she has wanted it. My wife can achieve orgasm rather quickly, so for her it doesn’t need to be a long drawn out affair. And she never seems to want to have more than one O. When I read about some of you and your elaborate love making sessions it makes me a bit jealous, but I guess I should be happy with what I get. It could be worse, huh Dobbs? Friday night was pretty good. I used a condom so I wouldn’t have to worry about pulling out. While looking down into her face I saw something I don’t think I have seen in a while. She had a purely sexually charged look on her face. I wish I could describe it adequately. Her eyes were closed tightly, lips slightly opened, face flushed and she was letting out a moan I haven’t heard before. As we continued to move together, me on top, her legs wrapped around my waist, she would command, “faster/harder”, and I would comply. After a good while I brought her to orgasm, without the need of her hand, and I soon followed right behind her. It was great, but unfortunately not repeated the next day or since. I will say that these new condoms aren’t half bad. She really likes the way they feel.

Okay, well I guess that is enough for one day. I do want to thank all of you who have been sending me e-mails asking for my new blog URL. I have been getting around 10 to 15 requests a day. Many from folks I have never heard from. Y’all don’t be afraid to comment sometime, even if it’s a bad one. But if you want to continue to lurk that’s just fine too. I just appreciate you reading.

Everyone have a great Tuesday night and don’t forget American Idol tonight! Oh, and before you start in with the “maybe if you showered more often you would get more sex” comments you should know I am always clean while performing my stud services.

Taking a quick break from work to ask for some help. Last Sunday night my daughter loaded some game/crap on my computer and every since things have been acting funny. Most aggravating is my mouse. When I scroll down, or use the wheel on the mouse the page moves down in a sort of “wave” effect instead of the smooth page down slide I used to have. I have tried messing with my mouse settings, but nothing helps. I have a Dell laptop running Microsoft running Windows XP home addition. Do any of you computer savvy peeps out there know how to help me?? Please??

Well here it is, the third day into my new blog, and I have yet to write anything of interest. Not that I used to write interesting things on my old blog. Sometimes I wonder why you guys come here to read. Maybe it is just because all you exciting people want to see how the boring folks live.

I have worked really hard today. It’s weird saying that and not having to worry about my boss reading. Anyway, I worked hard, even though I currently feel like three day old dog crap. I did take a few minutes during my lunch period to catch a little of a movie on the Lifetime Network. What is it about those damn movies on that channel known as “Television For Women”? I hate them, but sometimes I just have to stop and look. It’s like passing a car wreck. Maybe they are (somewhat) interesting because of the adultery, cheating, sex, baby stealing, baby swapping, eating disorders, murder, teen angst, monthly periods, skanky dudes, slutty chicks, and the distorted women’s view of men. That pretty much makes up the subject matter of each and every movie. Susan is a Lifetime junky. If it weren’t for football and Foxnews she would have it on 24/7. What makes it worse is that we have TWO Lifetime channels with our satellite service. That is double the lame ass movies.

Tonight on that lame ass network is the world premier of the Lifetime original movie, Widow On The Hill. At 8pm central I will be THERE! God, I can’t believe I just admitted that. Maybe my problem is that I have no (non Snagish) guy friends to hang out with. You know, a few guys you could go out and have beers, shoot pool, throw darts and talk about poon. Heck, I would even be willing to go to a strip club. I am sure my arm could be twisted. Hey central Alabama guys give me a call, lets go out and have some fun! Damn, I hope that didn’t sound too gay….

Just kidding Snagley…..whenever you want to meet at Sammy’s I am there!

I am sorry I didn’t get up another post yesterday as I had planned. The weekend found both me and Susan a little under the weather. Some kind of nasty chest congestion that has kept us hacking the whole time. Yuck, I hate it! So, therefore there wasn’t much in the way of excitement around here and nothing to write about.

There was some good football yesterday and I see I am the ultimate victor (so far) over at ESSF’s Fantasy Picks game. This time I didn’t let my wife influence my choices, thank you very much Stuck, she actually wanted to see the Pats lose. She felt like someone else needed a chance to go to the Super Bowl for a change. I made a big pot of chili and we ate, watched football and stunk the place up! Yeah, I know it’s not on my low carb diet, but I had already cheated on Friday so I figured I would just start over fresh today.

Okay, well I guess I better go drink a bottle of cough medicine and get to work. Sorry for the boring post. Hopefully more later.

If by mid day on Sunday the 23rd of January you haven’t received an e-mail from me giving you a link to my new blog, you might want to e-mail me for the link. My e-mail can be found in my my profile. This blog will no longer be updated. If you care to continue to be updated on the “life of Chuck”, shoot me an e-mail.

This has been a wonderful, almost eight month, experience. I hate to see it end, but I look forward to what the future has to bring. Y’all come and continue to hang out with me, the wife and the kids.

I hate to say it, but this is the last post from Chuck of “Marriage Made On-line”, you will have to tune in to the new site to follow the adventures!

Cue “The Jefferson’s theme song”……”Well, we’re moving on up, to the east side, to a deluxe apartment in the sky…..”

Chuck out…..