The Dating Couple

Or rather, the air is off.

Our beloved air conditioner took a nose dive on us Wednesday. It blows air but it doesn’t cool. It probably needs a recharge or just a good servicing, but with less than two weeks to go in our rental unit, it almost seems to be a waste of time to get it fixed, especially since our landlord probably won’t get anyone out until well after we’re gone.

So now we’re suffering. It’s New Orleans in May. The air is humid, the temperature is high and we have all of our fans going full tilt. This is not the way we wanted to spend our last days in this house but it seems to be the way it’s going down.

Of course, the only real sacrifice is the one we’re taking on our sex life. Sex, in this kind of heat, is almost completely out of the question. If you spend more than a few minutes humping away in New Orleans heat, you’re reaching for a glass of water while searching for a way to unstick yourself from your partner. Doesn’t make for the most fulfilling or romantic encounters.

So we’ve had to limit our sexual activity a bit. One of the obvious moves is to focus more on oral. That involves a lot less contact and keeps us from overheating. Position-wise, cowgirl and from behind have both received an unexpected bump from the demise of our AC.

Even with those compromises though, it’s hard to feel sexy or sexual when you’re wallowing in this kind of heat. When your skin feels sticky, your hair is a mess and you’re struggling to breathe in the New Orleans humidity, you feel about as sexy as a pet rock.

Fortunately though, it’s less than two weeks until we can have all of the sex we want in our new, larger and better air conditioned house. I already can’t wait.