Category: Relationships
Soft Focus
I’ve had a jagged couple of days: work has been enormously demanding and I’ve had to deal with all of it alone as everyone on my team except me has multiple days off; I’ve been sleep-deprived as I have tried to adjust to early rising (4:30 am) three days a…
Halcyon Days
What positive emotion do you feel most often? This was the WordPress prompt today, and honestly it couldn’t have been a better one. I mean, my reality: there are so many positive emotions that run through my life nowadays. Love. Joy. Happiness. Appreciation. Pleasure. Delight. Exuberance. Lightheartedness. Playfulness. But the…
Ready to cum for Daddy
I don’t (usually) call him that. That’s never been a part of our dynamic. At least not overtly. If I think about our relationship, though, I can definitely see aspects of it. It’s less about control; more about following his lead. It’s less about domination or dictatorship and more about…
The right way to start his – my – our day
Morning bj’s, “sleepy bj’s,” are the best. We woke earlier than we needed to this morning and cuddled awhile, enjoying each other’s warmth, the sun peeking through the blinds, the feeling of not having to be anywhere just yet. Well except I did have to be somewhere. I’d signed up…
Cowboy in My Mouth, pt. 1, or, How we almost lost our riding privileges
It’s hard to recall exactly how it started. We were in the sweltering tent, though now at least we had a fan going, so that was helping enormously. We’d also bought a new airbed (yeah yeah, we weren’t roughing it, okay?) and it was set up. He was kicked back,…
A little update
I was pretty proud of myself for managing to post my last missive. I was in a rush before K and I set off on our next adventure, but I wanted to get that one in, and assumed I’d be able to post one more Saturday, to make my three…
A New Year
Note: I started this yesterday. It’s the night before New Year’s Eve and I’m riding in Sir’s car on the way from my house to his to fetch my bowling ball so I can get the thumbhole drilled out some. (Yep, that’s a thing.) I’m wearing a short, clingy sweater…
His Shirt
I came home this morning from the Hypnotist’s house, threw my purse on the bench and my backpack in my office and ran upstairs to bury my face in the white t-shirt he leaves behind for me to wear, or sleep in, or sniff, when he’s not here. We’d had…
Contradictions
I wander through the quiet house this morning, picking up the detritus from last night. An abandoned glass, half-full, clothes on the floor in a heap, a lap blanket, a pair of shoes. My rings and phone and watch. I think about him, going about his morning routine, here, in…
New Rules
We’re playing by his rules now. I have a feeling that means we both win.
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