Whimsical Friday: To condom or not to condom

Here we are again, nearing the end of the week

I’ve been sick this week and spent a lot of time in bed. It’s not even flu season yet and I manage to catch a cold. My head and body hurt, my throat is swollen and sore and I’m sneezing up buckets of sn—well, you get the point.  To put it plainly. I feel like crap. Unfortunately, the world doesn’t stop just because I feel lousy. So here I am on Whimsical Friday feeling blah.  But that doesn’t mean I plan to be boring. J

Sex. We’ve all had it. In our youth, were fascinated by it. It was taboo and all the more interesting. As adults, we seek it out and enjoy the pleasure it gives us. It’s a natural act. You’re in the heat of the moment. Hands groping, bodies writhing, sweat beading your naked flesh as you come together. It’s the final moment.  You’re ready, desperate for release, and just as you’re about to give in to the moment, there is one question that begs to be answered.

“Do you have protection?”

Halt everything. Your body is screaming for release, but you know if this is going to happen, you want to be protected.  Right? In today’s world it’s downright unthinkable to not carry some sort of protection and condoms are usually the biggest choice. Even women are carrying them these days. Why rely on a man to remember to bring some.  

So here you are, hot and horny and you have to stop to find protection. Yikes!  Now what? Well if this was a romance novel, the couple would be doing the nasty without giving a thought to protection.  Sure, there are some authors who write it in, but more authors forgo the subject.  You don’t want to break up the flow to stop and find a condom. The reader wants it to get hot and heavy and they don’t give a damn about protection.  Shame on them.

Okay, so we’ve established that stopping in the middle of sex to find protection is a buzz kill. You’re both frustrated now and scrambling to find a condom. You desperately want to find it and get it on so you can…well, get it on.  You each pull out a condom and hold it up in declaration. “Yes! Lets get back to where we left off.” But then you see the condom, see the ad and you burst out laughing. The famous and familiar condom you’ve know all your life have been replaced by every day products.  When the hell did Nike and KFC start producing condoms? What happened to Trojan and Sheik? They’ve been replaced. Now this would be a great scenario if it were in a romance novel, but real life? Seriously? Come on!

So I ask you this. If you’re in the middle of getting it on and your partner pulls out one of the condoms below, would you still be able to finish the deed?

 

 

Have a great weekend!!

Shiela Stewart
www.shielasbooks.ca

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