Tag: W
Inappropriate Heels
This has been a rough week. I usually spend two to three nights with W, and this week, for various reasons beyond our control, that hasn’t happened. In addition, I’ve had some personal things go on that have dampened my usually high spirits, and W has been preoccupied with other…
Thank god for small favors
Lunchtime. The park. I have a sandwich, a book, an ice tea and a blanket. The heat curls around my hips and torso sluggishly, drawing me down onto the blanket into its stifling embrace like an overeager lover. Stretching out onto the blanket I am suddenly reminded of another hot…
Working from Home – Skills
There are a few specific skills one must have to be W’s Sexretary. One of course is the ability to wear the highest of heels. The other is to keep him hard throughout the day. There are other skills that come up, and that this sexretary perhaps does not have…
Prisoner
As I’ve mentioned before, I don’t often go into fantasy-realms when we are playing. I don’t pretend that he is someone other than who he is, that I am a damsel-in-distress, or that I am being kidnapped, etc., even tho these are strong themes in the stories he often tells…
Rope as Foreplay
I had a sleepless night last night, but in the end it was worthwhile: I finished the edits on a story I’ve been working on with an editor and got an acceptance letter this morning. It was the first time I’ve been asked to revise a story for publication. Always…
His Girl
“I want you to stay here after it’s over,” he said. “I’ll want to get my girl back.” There are all sorts of aftercare. I usually tend to think in terms of my needs for it, as do most people; a bottom’s needs for some kind of care after an…
A Collection of Holes
Sometimes, a scene can get hotter in the remembering of it. I know, that sounds counter-intuitive, or maybe like it wasn’t hot in the doing of it, but that’s not exactly true. It’s…more complex than that. And less, in a weird way. I’m not really sure I can even verbalize…
Date Night, with Shoes
W and I went on a date the other night. No, that that kind of date, the real kind, where you go to a restaurant and have dinner and drinks and listen to music and sigh about how lovely the night is and make small talk and flirty eyes at…
Preparations
I got to work yesterday morning, opened my computer bag, and started unpacking everything onto my desk. Laptop, power cord, iPod attachment, bottle of lube, cellphone cord, work folder… Holy shit. Lube?? Lube! I’d forgotten that I had thrown it on top of everything in my computer bag on the…
Open
In my fantasy, I am on my elbows and knees, ass lifted, legs spread to give the man behind me better access. He pumps into me steadily, almost mechanically, and really is mostly an afterthought, something I am barely paying attention to. It is the man in front of me…
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