Seldom Seen Way

{February 25, 2015}   Dot needs her coffee to start the day.

Yeah – except when you are so tired to even operate a tassimo.

I put the sugar in my mug, lifted the lid to put a disc in – it flashes at me to wipe the spout.

Pull out disc, grab a rag, wipe it, put disc in and viola it is working.

Working so well that I wasted the little bit of sugar I had left in the house for a old disc not the fresh one that was sitting there staring at me.

Anyway – I realized I missed a part on Monday evening when we got back from my Parents.

We were playing in the living room… It didn’t matter what Sir did, even a little pinch of the nips I cringed – which I just put off as need more warm-up nothing new there.

However when it came to Fisting – one of my favourite activities, I couldn’t relax enough – that is rare.

I couldn’t get into the head space at all…It wasn’t going to happen.

He stopped – looked at me – “You are not feeling well”.

“I just can’t seem to relax”

Him: “I see that”

Other than that I was feeling great – just apparently not enough to be fisted from the looks of it.

One thing about me is that I don’t need to have an orgasm – since I have several through out the day – I reassured Him I was in a good place and did what I am fucking awesome at…  I am happiest when I know He has had one… and He did.


Sir: “That changes the plans tonight”

Grrr – that means no flogging for me 😦 – but I understood why.

“I think I used all my masochistic tendencies left in my body for our parents” – Sunday for His, Monday for Mine. – we both giggled.

Instead, this Man being as loving as He is – was gentle and sweet, and went down on me… several orgasms later, in His arms, laying on the floor, teasing me as I enjoy that most… with Daisy (the Queen of that Home) seeing if it was safe to come back into the room.

Even when things seem to be awkward – we know how to put it back on track so neither of us feel bad. That is what I love about our relationship – we know each so well – it is scary at times. We can turn something that normally would stop a couple’s sex drive to a halt, for us, re-adjust it and ensure we both get something from it.

Wow – I hope that made sense – because in my head it did LoL.

So back to Day 2 of cleaning – I have already removed one garbage bag out of the room – I had thrown out a scale that is 20 lbs out, several jeans that were ripped etc (normally I would recycle but this is like their third time doing this) and lots of papers/cards etc that I needed to let go off.

I found a shit pile of batteries (thank the goddess) though I have no idea if they work, pens, pens and more pens (I write in bed and l kept losing them – damn cats), and some tiger balm (?), and 2 pairs of glasses.

You can see I have been busy… back to the grind I go…

FYI – Supper of ribs, mashed taters with skins and broccoli slaw went over really well last night.  Tonight it is pulled pork – and whatever else I can figure out.


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