Friday, September 27, 2013

no tears

Today is the first day since last Friday that so far I have been ok. No tears. There have been a few moments if sadness but overall today has been nice.
Hopefully its going the same way for Sir.
I'll find out in a little over half an hour.
Not sure how hes goih to feel to find out that im working possibly until 2:30 rather than ten. I think after ten I'll probably be back on my own because hes going to need his rest and being around the kids is really hard for him right now.

A Sir and a Flog for Medication

Before Sir, sex or any sort of physical intimacy was my place to to run to with any random man or female who was was even slightly attractive if i was hurting emotionally. so how strange it has been that this past week any show of intimacy from him would put me off so badly.
i havent wanted anyone else since ive had him. well not in a theraputic or restless way that is. i mean i think we all have the fantacies of bringing in a man or woman and sharing the room with them here or there. but these past few days i dont want that. i didnt even want my Sir to kiss me or hold me because it would hurt emotionally. my pschie was associating all intimacy with the loss of our son.
After a couple fumbled attempts to force the sex(through my consent of course) i was about ready to give up on it entirely until the idea of sex stopping hurting on its own completely.
he gave me time to stop crying and just breathe. to escape into my own head for awhile and let someone else take over the speaking while i just sat inside of myself thinking and breathing.
he gave me the time to talk to a Girl that means the world to me and who  going through the same thing right now from the miscarriage to her emotional handling of it. when i came back to him i was ready for kisses and touches but nothing more. i was ready for him to hold me and protect me and to hold him as well. this is in no way easy for my Sir.

when i came back to him he gave me a little while then asked if id like to be flogged.
i found that an odd offer at first then realized i used to ask him for that when i was too upset to deal with the emotions. My Sir remembered that and was offering me a way of dealing without him being overly intimate.
i agreed to it but then requested we try something new to see how i like it. ive been wondering if quick rough floggings could get me off like his usual floggings and spanking which start out gentle and build up to the rough stuff. turns out...not such a big fan of the sudden over the top sting. although the lighter hits afterward did feel a bit more tingly than usual so maybe its an aquired taste? maybe ill have him try again in the future.
after he had finnished and was confident in the fact that i was finnished, he asked "how are you feeling"
one word to wrap it all up. one word i didnt expect to feel anytime in the near future. "relaxed"
during the flogging he had put my collar and leash on me to pull me how he wanted my body positioned for particular hits. now as i attempted to lay down expecting him to cuddle me, he took out a silk slash and tied up my hands then cuffed my ankles and blind folded my eyes.
that man teased and tortured my body like never before. the combination of the intensity of need for this and him making sure he re accustomed every inch of me to allowing his touch was just beyond words amazing. when any other man would have allowed me to curl up into a ball in the darkest recesses of my own mind and not come back out, My Sir despite being in the place he is inside of his own emotions, forced me back out and showed me what a true man in love and a caring Dominant really can do. i love this man like no other before him. and no other that will come after him.

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

"first do no harm"

i was trying to avoid this subject and post but the more i try and ignore it the more it pisses me off. so i suppose here is my ranting post because i really need to get this out of my head and on a solid platform.
the more i think about things or even the more i try to avoid thinking of things, the less i can get my head around the fact that this maybe didnt have to happen.
its the job of people who are doctors to ask the proper questions or at least SOME questions. its their job to find answers and protect people. they are supposed to save lives and yet they didnt even try to save my little boy.
we went there in the beginning stages of the cramps, hours before they escalated beyond repair.
we were asking them my blood type and levels as well as hcg levels. we were asking them to run this test and that. they gave us no answers they asked no questions about any family history until days later after the fact. they refused to tell us my blood type and rh factor as well as neglected to ask us of Sirs rh factor.
had they even looked in the files to find my factor and asked his then right away we'd have known the problem. they would have only needed to administer a rhogam shot into my thigh right there in the begining stages of the cramps and although it wouldnt have been a gaurenteed save there would certainly have been high chances of a save. statisticly speaking had they listened to us and provided the answers to even a couple of the questions that we had asked them then our son may still be alive.
and how dare they on the following monday AFTER everything is said and done offer me the answers that they had all along?! how dare they not even try to save our son.
if anything they hurried it along pumping in over twice the amount of saline fluids into an iv in my hand which later further broke down the clots and plugs in my baby built to protect my baby.
the only procedure they ran was done wrong far before it should have been run.
i will never return to that hospital. what happened to the "first do no harm" oath that even nurse trainees have to take in some colleges. if premed student knew all the questions to ask and the procedures that needed to be done why did the doctors and nurses not? why was my baby of so little importance to them???? i understand he was not yet fully developed or born but he was still a human being who still had a chance if they had done their god damned jobs!!!

Tuesday, September 24, 2013

something positive

Sir is cooking spaghetti tonight then I think i'm going to give him a treat. I'm not in the most intimate mood right now everytime hes tried it flashes my mind back to that clot of blood that held my little raspberry baby but I think maybe if i'm the one that initiates the sexual moment I can handle it better.
So i'm planning on after our meal and a shower sucking him off then giving him the one thing I can give right now, anal.
Its been a fantasy of his since we got together, to have anal from me but I've never been fond of the idea until Sunday when we both wanted and needed sex but knew like we do now that my pussy was off limits so I swallowed my pride and gave it a shot. It was awkward and uncomfortable for awhile but eventually felt pretty good. So tonight ill give him that for the second time in my life.

Roles Reversed

 Well here is my second attempt at typing this up. I have to now or I know I won't ever and there is alot that needs to be said.
As is I had a lot of details typed for Friday but I don't have it in me to re explain all of that at this moment. Maybe later ill come back and edit and add it in but then....thinking about it maybe I won't. There's a lot of details from that day I'd much prefer to forget.
Well you all know Wednesday sir and i discovered we were two months pregnant. We were so excited!!!
Well Friday i woke up after he was at work in extreme pain and had begun bleeding a little heavier than normal. Through out the day the pain and bleeding progressed and worstened extensively. When I say it was at the end unbeatable I mean it was unbearable. I went from having intense cramps to what I now in a clearer mind recognize as contraptions... Long story very short we went to the hospital and a few hours later after having an IV drawn and blood tests run our baby was expelled from my body.
Before hand I was begging for the results of my blood type and RH factor theynever did tell me though. Eventually the nurse came in after all was said and done and told us she believed that the massive clot I passed was only a clot. I think sir and I both knew she was lying but we so desperately needed to believe that our child was still alive in me so we clung to that little positive blit until Monday as we were instructed to return Monday for further blood checks to know if it was a true miscarriage or not....

We made it home from the hospital around 2 am. Woke up at 8 amfor the trip to my dads... How sir made it I dont know. I slept through mist of the ride glad that he had instructed me to do so.
After many mishaps we finally arrived at my fathers around 2:30, two and half hours later than expected. To my great surprise and relief the visit went really smoothly. My dad took to Sir but also noticed right away my belly despite the lose fitting dress I wore. He kept dropping little hints for us to run with and tell them about the baby but we didn't. In the end it was a visit that restored my faith for the first time since childhood that my father wanted be my dady and care for me.

SUNDAY:  sir and I slept most of the day the cramps were pretty mild for the most part today and I was bleeding far less. Our hopes were high that maybe our baby was still in my belly.

MONDAY: we ran a few arrands then went to eat out at a delicious little Japanese restaurant the talk was delightful and the meal tasted delicious. It was nice to have a romantic lunv date with him. we went to a couple more stores and such looking for supplies for our costumes at fandom con this coming month then went to the hospital. My stomach was in knits and my nerves were through the roof in fear. They took my blood and later came back to tell me my hcg levels dropped drasticly over the weekend signifying a definite completed miscarriage...we broke. My Sir stated strong for me and pulled me back from the abyss. I went into a mute state and had no will to live I couldn't focus my eyes on anygimg not even his eyes every little movement he had to force out of me. The most I could do was lightly hold his finger. Ihad no more apitite or will for survival left....its been awhile since I've been in that place and honestly I don't know how he pulled me out of it but he did.  one of the nurses came in to talk to us not about anything in particular just to talk. We told her of how we had to beg the doctors to tell me my blood type and eh factor and how they never dis tell me one of the attendees today had looked it up for me so we could kniw. We told her how Sirs type is negative and mine is positive. "there's your problem" she exclaimed. "the positive and negative is your eh factor and"
"and" I chimeded in, "negative andpositive can not mix without a rhogam shot...."
"exactly. My husband and I had the same problem except im the negative and he's the positive." so despite the agony we now had an answer to why we now had a solution to the next time after my body is healed and we are ready to try again.
So I guess from every dark moment there really does lay a glimmer of light.

I posted a Facebook status reading "worst. Night. Ever. I just want to lay down and cry with my sir holding me through this. Who'd have thought something so small as a little + and - sign could make such a huge difference"
my dad knew immediately what i was reffering to and started talking to me through it...i never imagined my dad would ever be there for me lije that again the last time he shiwed sobmuch care and understanding i was onky barely 6 years old...

Sir is in a bad place today he couldn't make it to work but I did, my boss needs me and we need the money. I just hope he is ok until I get home...he seemed a little better after I got hum back to sleep for a nap...i hope he can hold his head up until I get home. I wish I could be there to take care of him. And I will as soon as I can.

Friday, September 20, 2013

road trip

Tomorrow the big day. Well one of many big days coming up that is.
Tomorrow Sir and i go to see my father and step mother. Im scared to death honestly. My dad i know i can handle he'll just pretend like hes sweet and kind and has always been there for me even though he hardly had been. Her on the other hand. She's a bit of a sadist and not the sort i enjoy.
She isn't afraid to take a blade dipped in acid and twirl it around in every weak point she can find.
Pro: Sir will be with me the entire time so maybe just maybe I can find some sort of closure from this.
Con: hormones are making me extra sensitive and not in a volatile fight back way but in a curl up in a ball crying and take it way.
Pro. After we leave there we go to see my cousin who is basically my mommy figure through this whole thing holding my hand from a distance and talking me through the ups and downs that no one ever tells you about.
Pro: I know my Sir will keep me safe through this all and pull me out of that house if the step mother gets too nasty.

Thursday, September 19, 2013

baby dust

Well it would look like good news has arrived after all! Sir and I are going to be parents!!!
I broke my rule and tested yesterday to get a definite positive, looks like i'
m two months pregnant today!

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

sex and candy (EXPLICIT)

The candles were lit much before the pic nic even began. Then he told me to go and have a shower after we had dinner. I made sure to wash up in soaps that would have me smelling nice and sweet and then straightened out my wet hair as best I could considering its tendency to curl up.
then he allowed me some time on his computer knowing its far easier for me to check the blog and other sites than it is on mobile while he showered and then prepared the fruit.
Turns out he was hungry but not so much for the fruits so he ate a few then watched me enjoy the rest.
When I was almost finished and could tell he was about to get impatient inside I put a little bit of chocolate on my finger and looked at him smiling.
"I wonder what chocolate covered Sir tastes like?"
He smiled with a soft laugh"i dont know. You'll have to find out."
Oh and I did. I wiped the chocolate into his nipple and licked it off playfully. "oh. He tastes very good in chocolate(:"
I ate a couple more strawberries and then layer down as instructed.
He sprayed a whip cream on my nipples and on a couple hot spots on my body and another on my neck then with a devilish smile he cleaned it off in a most arousing manner.
he then moved to play with the whipped cream on my pussy and the spots near it on my thighs.
"hands and knees" he told me afterward and I obediently listened in no desire to be bratty tonight. My Sir wanted to play and I so did I but more so I wanted to please him in every way he desired.
"yes Sir"
He pulled me to his cock and fucked my mouth good then had me lay down and shoved it right in with ease as at this point I was dripping wet. Once I began to enjoy it too much he pulled out of me then wiped some chocolate in the head for me devour like the good little cock whore I am.
I licked and sucked and played with it until he was satisfied I'd given enough in that area for now then came down and pleasure me with his own tongue for a bit. Before kissing me and reentering.
After a bit of this he came out and told me to go back to hands and knees then clarified he wanted it in doggy now.  We went like this for a bit before later switching and coming back to it again and this time he instructed not to come until I was told to.
"yes sir" I moaned out.
He made sure id beg for it as it was so hard not to cum soon the way he began working me.
"can I please?"
He took me harder and god did it feel amazing
"are you begging now?"
"yes. Yes please. Please can I. Please!"
after a deliberate pause came the much needed "yes"
I had seen him ready the candles earlier and although I love playing with candle wax on skin I'd never done any wax play during sex especially not when I was at such a point as I knew he'd wait to use it at.
"please let it cool first" I asked nervously
"I won't burn you. Im actually very good at testing the temperature of wax and knowing if it'll burn"
"ok" I trusted him and man was I glad that I did later that night.
after the first time in doggy before this last one he took some of the wax and poured it lightly on my back. I came with each pour as he'd let it cool such a point that it felt like cum erupting onto my skin! Something thats always been highly arousing for me.
He then flipped me onto my back and poured some all over my abdomen in strategic places.

In this last round of doggy he came then as I was relaxing on the the blanket with my face down waiting for my own body to stop trembling he gave me a new command
"close your eyes"
I did wondering what new trick it treat he had up his sleeve.
I felt his fingers play at my back half stroking half massaging through some of the old wax. Then I felt him rub a test of wax across my skin I trembled. God dis it feel great
"see. That would burn you"
"no" I whispered "it felt good. I liked it"
There was a pause and then hot wax splashed down my back  and im positive he felt me tighten up around him in a final orgasm.
He pulled out and told me to go clean up in the bathroom.
I wandered if he realized this meant walking in front of his friend or his friends mother who were sitting in the living room. If he knew that it meant I'd have to hide the smile okaying at my Luis and force myself to walk as straight as possible?
I did as commanded though then returned to the living room to find him on the sofa smiling at me. Oh yes. He knew.
I returned to the room where a few moments later he followed then helped get the last few bits of wax off of my back.

Oh how I love my Sir! And I thank him for that night.

And how I look forward to discovering what he has planned for today as he instructed me last night that today I am to be his kitten when ever we are in private. Its been some time since I've last been my Sirs pet <3
I wonder what games he'll have planned today.

Monday, September 16, 2013


Today has been a long day. One that makes me very happy that sometimes Sir and I's plans get pushed into being a couple days late. We are having our picnic in about an hour.
I need it and I think he does too.
Last night was an adequet predecessor of this morning but he did as he always does and as no other can. He held me while I cried out all the stresses I've been locking inside as of late. But not only that he calmed me and made me feel safe with him.
I'm 11 days late on my period and thats the only thing keeping me on my feet and for the most part strong lately when he is at work while I'm not at work. the sliver of hope that maybe this month I won't catch my monthly loss of blood.
We both very much want a child but I am not allowing myself to test until Sunday morning. If the test is negative it'll just add to an already very stressed out state that won't end until after Friday night.
Sir and I are going to see my dad and his wife. The two people with most responsibility in all the majority of personality and stress disorders I've obtained over the years. Seeing them scares for the first time in almost two years scares the living crap out of me and I've been off kilter for about a week now and have only been getting worse as the day approaches.
Its these passing days im even more thankful for my Sir being there for me and being so understanding. I honestly dont believe I could make through this without him.
Im sorry for the depressing tone of this post but thats what I have for an update.
In the morning I will have a brighter post for you all and hopefully Sunday I'll have the brightest yet!
now I leave you and will relax into a book for a few moments until Sir is out from his shower and ready to pic nic.

Friday, September 13, 2013

strawberry succulence

Its funny how everything circles back in the end of the day. This week began with two first's and is ending in two first's.
Last night, for the first time ever I allowed Sir to read my blog. What a strange thing it was  in how nervous and exposed I felt despite feeling so secure when having him read my submissives journal all those times. Isn't this so similar?
Tonight after work well be heading to the shop for some special treats for tomorrow's first, a candle lit pic Nic for two.
more details on that Sunday morning or so.

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

girl crush

She's a beautiful blonde German girl with blue eyes and a gentle heart built from the roots of a tragic past. And soon shell be with Sir and I and safe in my arms. This girl is the kind of girl you cant help but to adore and want to fight the world for.
Today she told me of some boys in her city who are bothering her again and I couldn't hold back I needed to give her something to smile for so I gave her the good news.
The news that my sir gave me last night: it won't be a year before we meet like we originally thought but only about 6 months probably. Long enough for her to turn 18 and him to complete boot camp. She was so excited just as I am and was last night. I can imagine how her eyes lit up and she smiled. I want nothing more to make my Sir and that girl smile.

Monday, September 9, 2013

love, lust, and something else(x-rated)

I apologize in advance for the rough start in writing this week. Im a bit exhausted and battling a flu and my writers brain is a bit slow to warm up.

Saturday night was amazing, Sir and I moved into our new room and then went out to eat.
We went to a nice little Chinese buffet.
Then that night I did something I had never done for any other man ever.
Ordinarily I love to suck on cock. I get off on them getting off and hearing their moans of delight. The way a man's body quivers when youre mouth is pleasuring they're sweet hard cock.
However I usually take them inside or Finnish them off with my hand rather than allowing yen to cum in my mouth. The texture of it has always been something of an issue to allow into my mouth.
we began the activitivies with a bit of 69. That man! I've never had someone holf my attention with just their mouth and the things they do with it for so long.
the hotter got me the harder I'd suck and the faster. The more swirls and moves I'd make with my tongue and the more the more I'd suckle his balls. I knew he was getting close the way his hips rocked and his breathing got that raspy tone and his member quivered.
"its ok. I want it this time" I said and went back to work.
His breath caught and I felt him relax and stop fighting. His cream erupted on my tongue and god was it sweet. I swallowed it up and took the next two surges then sucked him softly to get the last drops of it and cool him down a little bit.
I thought this would be my only first that night but it wasn't. My sexy strong dominat fell into subspace.
Who'd have thought the Sub would ever take the Dom to subspace rather than the other way around.

I was in a bit of a moody and temperamental state all day and stepped out of line a few times in how I was responding to my Sir. He showed me who was the Sir and who was the Sub quick.   the sex was amazing and deliciously rough only to be followed with a cool down massage and then a flogging and a spanking.

Late that night after a meal of Alfredo he cooked up we played a few boards of chess, in which I lost fairly quickly as hes only just begun teaching me and is highly talented in games like that.
Little did I kniw my Sir had a favor he'd like to return!
He waited until the house was quiet then took me in every so many different positions each until I couldn't take anymore of it then pushing me a little farther. By the end of it I could feel my body relaxing into him but still enjoying the sensations. My eyes closed and stayed closed. I saw the night sky inches from my nose with stars shining and twinkling. At some point he was asking for my legs and asked me to lift my back, some part of me complied and then I was flying through the air a few feet past the wall on the other side of the bed. My eyes snapped open and my body fell into the mattrass with the blanket around me and my Sir was a few feet away then suddenly back beside me.
"I'm just performing aftercare right now, baby girl. I want you to let yourself slip away ok"
I had already slipped though. Suddenly his lips were on mine and water was entering my mouth instinctively I swallowed but i refused to leave this calm beautiful place with all the stars.
later that night after i came out of it we spoke of an idea i have to bring a girl hes friends with over and have her touch him to see how i feel about it and to get us both accustomed to it for when we have my future female submissive living with us. To my surprise despite voicing his discomforts and worries abput the situation, ge agreed.
if last night was any indication, this week should be a pretty fun and fulfilling one with lots of love, lust, and something else.

Monday, September 2, 2013


Someone recently told me that when ever writing I have to remember that you all as the readers dont know anything aside from what I write. If I dont write it then you are completely on the dark about alot of things. Originally I had planned to just have you learn as I went but thinking about it now I realize, perhaps a little bit of a backstory couldn't hurt. In fact it would make a lot of what I will come to write to you make a lot more sense.
So where shall begin?
Well from the beginning of it all I suppose. How we met, how we fell in love. How he saved my life and I saved his. How he became my Dominant and I his sub.
I will usually refer to my Sir as "Sir" both when speaking to him and in this blog. But for now my calling him of his title doesn't help you, however I will not disclose his true name here so we call him simply the letter M.

I was engaged to a young man I had being swing since August if 2011, we had had a very nasty break up a few months prior but had since worked through the problems and he reearned my trust. It was early this month that I went to visit him for the first time since since that separation before we separated we engaged and trying to concieve. It never happened though. But this visit we made love and I had become pregnant.

I began to miscarry on February 14th...i knew instantly what was happening and was completely distraught. I knew I had conceived only two weeks after the sex but we had only received the positive test results on the thirteenth.the very day before I began to miscarry. By the the seventeenth I passed what would have been our daughter. I say this because I believe with all that I am that it would have been a little girl.
Well I called up my fiance crying and begging him to talk to me that I couldn't handle this alone.
His very calm and almost emotionless response was "oh. Im sorry. But hey I cant talk right now"
"what? Why? Please! I need you right now, please!" I couldn't bear the thought that the baby that was so difficult to concieve had just been taken away from me and now my fiance wasn't even there for me in the slightest? Maybe there was a good reason there had to be right? I mean he had changed...i knew he had...
"because im having fun skate boarding wig the guys"
Wow. Well I guess some things actually dont change after all.
A few days later I contacted him and told him I no longer wished to be with him. I couldn't believe how I so believed that man was ready to be a husband and a father just a few days prior.

MARCH 2013
 a close friend of mine discovered that she was pregnant but due to the way the baby had been positioned and the fact that she had remained having periods through the whole thing she had no clue until the baby was 7 months old. It was by chance that the doctors found it in the blood work.
She asked me if I would adopt the child as she knew she was in no state to raise a child.
It felt like a second chance! I was so happy and I thought I was about to be a mommy in a couple months
. Well long story short that turned out to be another tradgedy. She went to have an ultra sound about a week later and to our detriment we discovered that somehow the seven moth old baby had only in most ways devopled to three months. She was born in april but lived only 6 days.

APRIL 2013
I contacted M on an online server and we started talking alot. Both of us were looking for a friend. And we soon discovered that we actually lived really close by to each other. So we soon made plans to meet up.
The very first night we met I knew something was different about him. I was both the most calm and nervous I had ever been around a man. By the end of the night I had kissed him and even made love to him. Ironicly enough I hadn't even had the plans to sleep with hum. For once I wanted to spend some time with a man and just be friends. No sex and no emotions. Just friends. I never intended to open up to him anytime soon either though so why in that night did it feel so natural tokiss him and to make love to him? Why was it impossible for to resist opening up to this man and spilling all my dirty scars out for him. Letting him know about the two girls that I lost as well as my fiance? Why was was it so easy for this very secretive man to oorn up to me about his past addictions in many realms as well as his own loss. The death of his own child years ago. Why was it so natural to let hum hold me and comfort me and let me do the same for him? Why did it feel so right to sleep in his arms that night and why did it feel like my heart and body had known his, all our lives?

I asked M to be my dominant. I told him I just needed a mentor to get me back into the D/s lifestyle as id been out of it the entire time I was with my ex. After a week he agreed. I was happy. But I still wouldn't tell him why I wanted him. Most of me wouldn't even admit it to myself. By the end of this mo th we went on our first date. It was to an eDM show and by the end of the night I think we both knew somehow we had rapidly and with no regard or chance of putting on the breaks had fallen for each other.
Neither of us would admit to the other yet as we were both afraid the other would cut ties and leave. After all we did have that rule of no emotions.
A few nights later he was in another city and I felt something in me just snap at one point. I had this sick feeling and couldn't stop thinking of him. I didn't know why but I felt I had to check on him. I had to know he was ok because something in me was screaming that he wasn't. come to find out he was in alot of trouble. I won't go into high details about weekend or the week that followed. I'll just say that in the course of events unfolding and the fear for his well being we both finally confessed our love.

JUNE 2013
this month we got even closer than we ever imagined we would be and by the end of that month we had moved into a room together in the city of new Orleans with some people that were our friends.

JULY 2013
We discovered that one of the roomates had a very large and dangerous coke addiction and have been out of that place since then

Sunday, September 1, 2013

date night

Well the date ended up being last night instead of Friday but it was great. First we got dressed up and stopped by a friends house for a little bit but upon leaving there Sir and I realized I had forgotten to grab panties for under my dress, he never lets me go anywhere in a dress or skirt without panties. So he went to the trunk of the car where I usually keep a few spares and upon handing me a sexy little g string(as long as the front is covered the booty is ok but he prefers usually to even cover that up) he doesn't like to even visually share me with other men, ironiclly enough thats the only way I'd like to be shared with other men.
Well when he closed the trunk somehow he ended up locking my keys in there.
So then we had to go back inside and have his friend come outside to help us, after about an hour we finally get the key, Sir is a mess at this point, a stark contrast to me in my little white and black cocktail dress. So he borrows a shirt from our friend and cleans up a little bit and we head over to destination one, Copeland's for cheesecake. I've been craving cheese cake for at least a month if not a little longer so after he chose my slice and his and we ate up we headed to the movie theater to see mortal instruments.
All in all a really great date.
But for some reason during the movie I was having trouble breathing(last year after contracting numerous upper respitory infections at once I developed asthma to add to my already long list of chronic(long term, sorry im still a little used to medical slang) ailments.
Then we are headed home and im trying to force my brething to balance out and  suddenly the wheel jerks and we are hitting  the side of the bridge my car scraping it some and ultimately scaring the hell out of me so I wind up hyperventilating.
We pull over after getting off of the bridge and check for damage, turns out just a small scrape and he sits with me until I calm down a little then back on our way home we go.
So by the time we eventually did return home I was more than ready for my inhaler cuddles. I figured the perfect top off to the night would be some of his amazing sex after those cuddles but it turned out we both were ready for rest..
So thats yesterday. I need to take a shower now so ill post today's events in a little while or tomorrow morning.
Tonight I definitely will fuck that man though. We both need the stress relief from today and look forward to pleasing that delicious cock of his.