Keeping it short and sweet today. Well, maybe not so sweet.
Sir left for work this morning and as he was giving me a hug and kiss goodbye, his hand snaked around my arm. Definitely some boob groping.
In public. Where any of our neighbors could have seen.
It was awesome.
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
Sunday, April 6, 2014
Lazy Weekends
Sir and I have had a very lazy weekend thus far. He has been very lax in the rules, since I was indisposed ealier this week and am still coming off of being sick. We worked on the laundry, which wasn't nearly as bad as it has been. He offered to fold it all, so that's done. I need to put it all away sometime today, but as he is still sleeping, that will have to wait.
My first for today: First all day gaming session with Sir
We spent the majority of the day yesterday playing games. And not sexy games. Computer/video games. We have never had a gaming session together before, and it was kind of fun. We put on some fun music, Sir got his chair moved to optimal position in front of the TV, and I got myself set up in front of the computer. We made some coffee and played games, talking occasionally...until it was time to meet my parents for dinner. Hours later. It was so much fun.
We also started yesterday off with a good banging session. Sir fingered me until I came, then he pounded me until he came. I love when he just takes me for his own enjoyment. I thoroughly enjoy being used like that, and the rougher, the better.
This morning, I think I am going to head out and get the groceries picked up while he is still sleeping. I caved and went to bed around 11 last night, but I think he came much later. Like 2am. So he won't be up for a while, hopefully.
Sir says today we are going for a walk, since it is supposed to be nice out and we spent the entire day yesterday on our asses. I really need to get better about working out in the mornings and I also need to revamp my chores schedule. Sir saw how much extra work I was doing this week as part of my new contract and offered to wash and fold the laundry on his day off, as long as I put it away the next day...which was very nice of him. He also wants me to start wearing skirts to work more often, since its getting nicer.
Today is the first day in almost 8 years that I will not be taking my scheduled birth control. It feels so strange. Like I am forgetting something. Sir and I are not actively planning to get me pregnant, but we are not trying NOT to either. Que sera, sera. I do have an app that will let me track my periods, since I haven't had to do that in almost a decade. It puts in your period and the duration and then lets you know when you ovulate. Good info to know, I guess.
Overall, I would say that this week has been a huge success in terms of my service. The house has been cleaner, Sir has been happier, and the weekend was able to be squandered however we saw fit. Plus I got to wear my collar, which I love. Someone commented on it at dinner last night and it was all I could do not to blush and grin.
My first for today: First all day gaming session with Sir
We spent the majority of the day yesterday playing games. And not sexy games. Computer/video games. We have never had a gaming session together before, and it was kind of fun. We put on some fun music, Sir got his chair moved to optimal position in front of the TV, and I got myself set up in front of the computer. We made some coffee and played games, talking occasionally...until it was time to meet my parents for dinner. Hours later. It was so much fun.
We also started yesterday off with a good banging session. Sir fingered me until I came, then he pounded me until he came. I love when he just takes me for his own enjoyment. I thoroughly enjoy being used like that, and the rougher, the better.
This morning, I think I am going to head out and get the groceries picked up while he is still sleeping. I caved and went to bed around 11 last night, but I think he came much later. Like 2am. So he won't be up for a while, hopefully.
Sir says today we are going for a walk, since it is supposed to be nice out and we spent the entire day yesterday on our asses. I really need to get better about working out in the mornings and I also need to revamp my chores schedule. Sir saw how much extra work I was doing this week as part of my new contract and offered to wash and fold the laundry on his day off, as long as I put it away the next day...which was very nice of him. He also wants me to start wearing skirts to work more often, since its getting nicer.
Today is the first day in almost 8 years that I will not be taking my scheduled birth control. It feels so strange. Like I am forgetting something. Sir and I are not actively planning to get me pregnant, but we are not trying NOT to either. Que sera, sera. I do have an app that will let me track my periods, since I haven't had to do that in almost a decade. It puts in your period and the duration and then lets you know when you ovulate. Good info to know, I guess.
Overall, I would say that this week has been a huge success in terms of my service. The house has been cleaner, Sir has been happier, and the weekend was able to be squandered however we saw fit. Plus I got to wear my collar, which I love. Someone commented on it at dinner last night and it was all I could do not to blush and grin.
Friday, April 4, 2014
Thursday, April 3, 2014
April Firsts-Sexy Time
This month, I am going to share my FIRSTS with you. Feel free to play along and to give suggestions for my next entries. I couldn't think of anything to write and I couldn't find any good prompts--so I made one up. Enjoy. They may or may not be related to D/s. But I couldn't resist for this first FIRST. :)
First time having sex:
Sir is my one and only sexual partner. I feel like I am in the minority with this one--marrying the first person you sleep with. Sir and I have known each other for years though, and we eventually decided that not having sex was doing more harm than good to our relationship. We were engaged. Sir was not a virgin, but I was. After months of talking about it, and weeks of seriously considering it, the circumstances fell into place for us and we took full advantage of it. A freak snow storm meant that we had to leave to go back to university a day earlier than planned. A day earlier than the dorms opened. A night where we would have to stay SOMEWHERE.
A hotel. By ourselves.
Granted, we had been living on campus in same building for a year, but we both had roommates. Getting walked in on was not how I wanted my first time to be.
So we drove back together, neither of us really talking about it, but feeling that we were finally going to do it. Sir stopped in town to do some last-minute shopping, and I had the feeling that we were finally going to do it. I bought a pretty teddy that split down the middle and a thong, and when I came back (different stores in one area), Sir had gotten some champagne, some dessert, and a box of condoms. He was the one who finally brought it up, showing me the box and saying that we didn't have to unless I wanted to.
I wanted to.
We went out to a nice dinner at our favorite local place, put the car in the parking garage to keep the snow off of it, and went back to the hotel to ride out the storm.
We opened the champagne, had a little dessert, and then started making out. Sir didn't know that I had bought the teddy, so when it became painfully obvious that we were going to do it, I excused myself to the bathroom to freshen up and change.
I came out to find that Sir had put on some light music, turned the lights off, and opened the curtains, revealing the start of a blizzard outside. He turned, saw me, and smiled.
The rest of the night is a happy blur. I remember his moan when he entered me the first time. I remember his gasps of passion and my own voice mixing with his. I remember that he broke one of the condoms because he was thrusting so hard into me. I was on birth control, so we didn't get too worried about it. I remember falling asleep next to him. And being woken up for rounds two, three, and four. And I remember that when he finally got his own room, I slept next to him for the rest of the year.
My challenge to anyone who made it this far: tell me about YOUR first time.
Always his,
HLA
First time having sex:
Sir is my one and only sexual partner. I feel like I am in the minority with this one--marrying the first person you sleep with. Sir and I have known each other for years though, and we eventually decided that not having sex was doing more harm than good to our relationship. We were engaged. Sir was not a virgin, but I was. After months of talking about it, and weeks of seriously considering it, the circumstances fell into place for us and we took full advantage of it. A freak snow storm meant that we had to leave to go back to university a day earlier than planned. A day earlier than the dorms opened. A night where we would have to stay SOMEWHERE.
A hotel. By ourselves.
Granted, we had been living on campus in same building for a year, but we both had roommates. Getting walked in on was not how I wanted my first time to be.
So we drove back together, neither of us really talking about it, but feeling that we were finally going to do it. Sir stopped in town to do some last-minute shopping, and I had the feeling that we were finally going to do it. I bought a pretty teddy that split down the middle and a thong, and when I came back (different stores in one area), Sir had gotten some champagne, some dessert, and a box of condoms. He was the one who finally brought it up, showing me the box and saying that we didn't have to unless I wanted to.
I wanted to.
We went out to a nice dinner at our favorite local place, put the car in the parking garage to keep the snow off of it, and went back to the hotel to ride out the storm.
We opened the champagne, had a little dessert, and then started making out. Sir didn't know that I had bought the teddy, so when it became painfully obvious that we were going to do it, I excused myself to the bathroom to freshen up and change.
I came out to find that Sir had put on some light music, turned the lights off, and opened the curtains, revealing the start of a blizzard outside. He turned, saw me, and smiled.
The rest of the night is a happy blur. I remember his moan when he entered me the first time. I remember his gasps of passion and my own voice mixing with his. I remember that he broke one of the condoms because he was thrusting so hard into me. I was on birth control, so we didn't get too worried about it. I remember falling asleep next to him. And being woken up for rounds two, three, and four. And I remember that when he finally got his own room, I slept next to him for the rest of the year.
My challenge to anyone who made it this far: tell me about YOUR first time.
Always his,
HLA
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
Scheduling and Whining
I have made a schedule for keeping up with the house, and it seems to be working pretty well. In addition to the evening wipe-down of the kitchen (which has helped immensely), I broke the house up into bits so I can hit one section per day. Monday is the kitchen, Tuesday is the bedroom and vacuuming, Wednesday is the bathrooms, Thursday is the light-colored laundry and the living room, Friday is the dark colored laundry and making the menu/shopping list, and Saturday is vacuuming, grocery shopping, and anything else that needs to get done. My deadline is noon so that I can spend some quality time with Sir.
My coughing is FINALLY coming to an end. I haven't had any cough syrup since Sunday, and I don't sound like a frog anymore.
Sir has noticed an improvement in the housekeeping, which makes me happy. He's been so stressed and bitchy about his job--and has been like this for MONTHS--but it is nice to get recognition for my extra effort. I figure if the house is cleaner, he will have less excuse for not putting in more job applications.
Its very hard for me to keep my mouth shut about his job situation. I think he is being lazy and doesn't want to spend the time filling out the damn applications after a day of work. Which I get. But then he bitches about how much he dislikes his job and the stupid things that he has to deal with all day--and it makes me stressed out. He's upset, I'm upset that he's upset, and then I'm pissed because if he would just PUT IN SOME APPS we would both feel like he is at least making an effort.
I think I might go make something good for dessert. That will help, right?
Always his,
HLA
My coughing is FINALLY coming to an end. I haven't had any cough syrup since Sunday, and I don't sound like a frog anymore.
Sir has noticed an improvement in the housekeeping, which makes me happy. He's been so stressed and bitchy about his job--and has been like this for MONTHS--but it is nice to get recognition for my extra effort. I figure if the house is cleaner, he will have less excuse for not putting in more job applications.
Its very hard for me to keep my mouth shut about his job situation. I think he is being lazy and doesn't want to spend the time filling out the damn applications after a day of work. Which I get. But then he bitches about how much he dislikes his job and the stupid things that he has to deal with all day--and it makes me stressed out. He's upset, I'm upset that he's upset, and then I'm pissed because if he would just PUT IN SOME APPS we would both feel like he is at least making an effort.
I think I might go make something good for dessert. That will help, right?
Always his,
HLA
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