is for Rated for Mature Audiences Only
I know what you are thinking. This must be in some way shape or form about the material that I write. Yes, the content of my books are for adults and rated only for mature audiences. Yet that is not what I am here to talk about.
I want to talk about my husband. I know that pretty much people know who I am married to, but I will reframe from saying his name because he works for a Catholic hospital and they have strict rules about employees.
Yet, without saying his name, I am going to talk about him and his vulgar mouth none the less. So just so I can get you to understand why I view my husband as Rated MA, here is a typical conversation my husband and I will have.
Me: “I am so craving chocolate.”
Hubby: “I have a large piece of chocolate over here that you can suck on.”
Yes, everyone assumes that because I am the erotic romance writer in the family I must have the vulgar mouth or the constant dirty mind. No. My husband is so much worse than I am. He can turn any conversation into something sexual or dirty. I am not kidding you.
For 11 years I have been with this man and nothing has changed. As a matter of fact as he has gotten older he has gotten worse. There are rarely any sweet nothings in your ear anymore or sweet pre-sex massages. I just get “You wanna suck my dick?”
I mentioned to my therapist and she just laughed. I didn’t find it that funny.)
Me: “My acid reflux is killing me.”
Hubby: “Well, if get over here and suck this dick, I have a creamy base, filled with protein that will slide down your throat just nicely.”
Yes, I have known since the day I met him that he had a filthy, dirty mouth and mind. It’s not just me that I get some of my material from. Some of the things the men in my books say are based on things that my husband has said to me on a few occasions.
I get the raunchiness from him and the romance in my stories from myself. Not to say that I can’t get kinky (dirty talk is my thing), but there are times when I am stressed from the kids or some working that I need a nice massage, warm bath then have him lotion me. That will get me in the mood for sex.
Yet, I have no one to blame but myself. I picked him, I married him and I have three beautiful little girls with him. I knew he wasn’t romantic and I knew he was freaky, kinky that came with a dirty filthy mouth.
Well, it makes for great stories and for amazing sex. I guess I can go another 11 years.