An interesting article got me thinking about whether people ask, demand, beg or segue somehow into a roll in the proverbial hay. Clay Muganda’s article in the Daily Nation sometime last week argued that people should be having sex as opposed to giving and receiving it, as sometimes one party feels shortchanged by giving too much for little return in emotional or material support. How many Kenyans are giving or receiving? Those who are having sex stand up and be counted. I always thought sex was something to be mutually enjoyed – when both of you are in the mood – as opposed to that coercive element where maybe you are in the mood and your paramour isn’t, so you ask, beg, cajole, demand…….in return for some consideration.
OK you may be given but doesn’t a thought linger at the back of your mind that you were hooked up out of obligation, or pity or spite? Ama it doesn’t matter as long as you get your rocks off? I always imagine good sex to be when you have laid some basic foundation, i.e. you have katiad your lover the whole day via sexting or whatever other method you use to float their boat so you are both in the mood when you finally link up, irrespective of preceding circumstances.
I agree sometimes our best laid plans go awry and moods change for whatever reason e.g. she remembers some real or imagined crime you committed back in the day which kills the mood. There are also times when the spontaneity of it all gets the better of both of you – bend her over the kitchen table and give her one – and foreplay is unnecessary.
However, the world went crazy, hectic work, study and lounging sessions leave no time for anything so we are all so tired, bla blah. But does asking, begging or demanding get you nookie and after you do the nasty, how do you feel? Look at a scenario that goes something a little like this:
Daddy gets home after several Guinness while watching the team he supports get blanked half a dozen kwa nunge.
Daddy: Mama Babie, where’s dinner?
Mama Babie: It’s in the fridge. Just nuke it.
Daddy: Ati nini? Whose house is it? Can’t a man (Kenyan in this case) get hot food ready when he enters his domain?
Daddy: What’s that I smell in the kitchen? Get up off your backside and serve me!
Mama Babie: Wacha kunisumbua. Where were you when I was having dinner alone? Go get it yourself. I would appreciate if next time you didn’t behave like you were in your mother’s house. In fact am sure she’d have whupped your ass if you dared pull such stunts.
Daddy: Bloody fogo….
Mama Babie: Kwanza your team lost!!
He storms away to the kitchen while she luxuriantly stretches out on the sofa and reaches for the remote.
Now, assuming Daddy got laid that night, is it because he is a superior ‘conman’, begged profusely, demanded his conjugal rights, redeemed himself in Mama Babie’s eyes by apologising for his loutish behaviour and seducing her? Methinks he gets most brownie points for the last option which is having sex. With the other options, I suspect, they would just be giving and receiving. Well done Clay. Guys take some time to katia Mama, and if you have a gachungwa, at least put some effort in ‘mwenye haki’. Those who do it all the time, well, most of the time, clap for yourselves because a happy lady makes the world a happier place - relatively. Anyone for Crane shooting this Saturday at Nyayo Stadium?
OK you may be given but doesn’t a thought linger at the back of your mind that you were hooked up out of obligation, or pity or spite? Ama it doesn’t matter as long as you get your rocks off? I always imagine good sex to be when you have laid some basic foundation, i.e. you have katiad your lover the whole day via sexting or whatever other method you use to float their boat so you are both in the mood when you finally link up, irrespective of preceding circumstances.
I agree sometimes our best laid plans go awry and moods change for whatever reason e.g. she remembers some real or imagined crime you committed back in the day which kills the mood. There are also times when the spontaneity of it all gets the better of both of you – bend her over the kitchen table and give her one – and foreplay is unnecessary.
However, the world went crazy, hectic work, study and lounging sessions leave no time for anything so we are all so tired, bla blah. But does asking, begging or demanding get you nookie and after you do the nasty, how do you feel? Look at a scenario that goes something a little like this:
Daddy gets home after several Guinness while watching the team he supports get blanked half a dozen kwa nunge.
Daddy: Mama Babie, where’s dinner?
Mama Babie: It’s in the fridge. Just nuke it.
Daddy: Ati nini? Whose house is it? Can’t a man (Kenyan in this case) get hot food ready when he enters his domain?
Daddy: What’s that I smell in the kitchen? Get up off your backside and serve me!
Mama Babie: Wacha kunisumbua. Where were you when I was having dinner alone? Go get it yourself. I would appreciate if next time you didn’t behave like you were in your mother’s house. In fact am sure she’d have whupped your ass if you dared pull such stunts.
Daddy: Bloody fogo….
Mama Babie: Kwanza your team lost!!
He storms away to the kitchen while she luxuriantly stretches out on the sofa and reaches for the remote.
Now, assuming Daddy got laid that night, is it because he is a superior ‘conman’, begged profusely, demanded his conjugal rights, redeemed himself in Mama Babie’s eyes by apologising for his loutish behaviour and seducing her? Methinks he gets most brownie points for the last option which is having sex. With the other options, I suspect, they would just be giving and receiving. Well done Clay. Guys take some time to katia Mama, and if you have a gachungwa, at least put some effort in ‘mwenye haki’. Those who do it all the time, well, most of the time, clap for yourselves because a happy lady makes the world a happier place - relatively. Anyone for Crane shooting this Saturday at Nyayo Stadium?
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