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Being Kendra_ Cribs, Cocktails, and Getting My Sexy Back - Kendra Wilkinson [49]

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with Louis and Hank came by, so why not! It’s fun, it’s something to spice things up a little bit. Sex in the middle of the day at the workplace, it doesn’t get much better than that! We were in my trailer and the door was shut, so no one was watching. How many people can say they had a little afternoon delight in a Dancing with the Stars trailer? I can! It’s not our bed, it’s not our home, it’s not even a hotel—it’s our trailer! Any time you can, you should take advantage of where you are. I’m not saying the whole world needs to start having sex in the Gap changing room or the Applebee’s bathroom, but if you are feeling it and horny, take advantage of the time that you have and just go for it.

Of course I’m always aware of our surroundings. The trailers at Dancing with the Stars were connected to one another, so when we were doing it, I was looking around the trailer like, “OMG, everyone’s probably feeling this movement right now.” The whole damn thing was rocking—Hank’s a big guy! Lucky for us, Hines Ward was in the trailer next to me, so while I was a little bit worried that someone would notice what we were up to, I’m sure that Hines would be the coolest about it. And I swear because it’s so easy, some other people do it too, because as I’ve said DWTS is a really sexually driven show; there’s no way I was the only one getting worked up that day. After all, you’ve got your own private trailer to go back to. When we were doing it, I stopped for a second and realized how much the trailer was really moving. But once we got going there was no turning back! It was a brilliant performance; I’m sure the judges would have given us three 10s!

All right, so not everyone has their own private star trailer. But everyone has access to mirrors. If you want to spice up your sex life, a simple mirror will do it. It’s fun to see you and your partner from a million different vantage points. I don’t think it’s necessary to go to the extreme with whips and chains, or crazy porn, or even strip clubs. You can spice your sex life up with each other; you don’t need anyone else or any crazy tools in particular. Why watch someone else on TV or bring a stranger or strange object into your sex life? With a mirror, you can see all of your body and places you don’t normally get to see—there’s nothing hotter than watching yourself have sex. We women are used to not getting to see everything because of the “usual” sexual positions. And when you’re proud of your body, that’s when the sex is going to skyrocket. Regardless of your body shape, if you are confident and feel sexy, it’s hot. Hank and I use mirrors all the time. I think any time we have a reflection it spices up our sex life times ten. You can never have enough mirrors.

I have friends who are so shy about sex, so I’m there for them; I’m like everyone’s sex therapist. I try to encourage them to enjoy themselves and let loose, but they laugh about it all because they’re shy. You can’t be shy about sex. A body is a body. Sex is your number one natural opportunity to feel good, so take advantage. One of the few times that I wasn’t having sex was when I felt depressed and fat and ugly. I realized I needed to get back to being aggressive. No matter who you are, be a woman, and go and get what you want!

Of course, I have a great partner to get creative with. And everything about Hank turns me on, but especially his back. I love Hank’s back at nighttime and in the morning, because it’s covered during the day. So I’m the only one who gets to see it. He’s got this big sexy tattoo on it. For me his tattoo represents the full dynamic of who Hank really is. On the one hand he’s a really polite guy, a gentleman. But when he takes off his shirt it’s like he is this total badass. His back is muscular, with this big tattoo with the Roman numeral III for Hank the third (baby Hank is Hank the fourth). He is such a good man; he respects everyone, he opens doors for people, he brings me roses, he takes care of the baby. But ohhhh, that tattoo. And it’s only me who gets to see his back with the tattoo on it.

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