We walk out to the car for date night and, just after I hold your door for you to get in the car, you look up at me, flash this over-the-top cartoonish innocent look, and tell me “oh, shoot. I forgot. Could you please go grab your dice?“
I start to ask questions, but before I can do anything more than take in a breath, you look at me, put your finger to your lips, and “shhhhhh….”
It makes not much sense to the logical side of me – the side that I rely on every single day to function, do work, adult. But this has nothing to do with any of that, perhaps that’s one of the things that is so cool about it.
There’s something about the touch. I can’t seem to get enough of it, no matter what the stress of the day has brought, or what other things are swirling around, taking that time to touch, massage, relax your muscles…
Today’s topic is all about hugging. Sounds a bit cheesy perhaps on the outset, but bear with me. Hugging, for us, is a very versatile thing. Hugging is a calming thing, when things go nutty, a recovery thing after a scene or … correction.
We were in Vegas, wandering and doing things you do in Vegas. If there’s one thing being with Charmer has taught me, it is that you do the things when they present themselves, because you both never know what you’ll really like, and never know when you might have the chance again in the future.
One of the hardest things to do is to stick with it on all of this that we like to do and play with. I think it’s pretty rare that you’ll get it right, or as right as it could be, the first time out of the gate… keep going. Keep trying.
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