Frustrated at Forty

I put everything away and she had awoken before me.  After I wake up, she’s already got her day started and planned out the rest of the day.  She gave me a great good morning kiss though.
She doesn’t say anything about last night.
Eventually, our conversations turn into petty bickering.  I ask her if she’s up for another round this morning?  Nope.  Not going to happen.  I ask her if she remembers the Domino movie.  Nope.
Still not getting any satisfaction from her responses, I flat out ask if she remembers last night.  She says that she does and that she’ll be dripping out the evidence all day long.
Again, I ask if we could have fun once more.  Nope.
Hey – it’s all back to ‘normal’.  My reality.
Still, my penis hurts.