Could call this a study in contrasts I think… On so many levels.
But that would be too easy…
It’s been a really long day and as we’re just sitting chatting, you keep talking, but stand up and do this extremely slow, deliberate undressing. If you were only listening to what’s going on, you’d not even realize something had changed; you keep up the conversation, you keep asking questions, the whole bit.
But if I stop to watch, or make any indication that I “notice” (puhleaze, not something I will miss), you stop and just look at me until it’s back to normal. Then you move forward… button by agonizing button. Untucking, undressing, even throwing in some gyrating…
Boobday: Thanks for the towel!
Maybe a little wet, but thank goodness I was able to get her a towel in time!
Wicked Wednesday: The Foreplay Masquerade Ball
You straighten my tie, patting down the lapels of my jacket… then stand back and grin. It gives me a chance to take you in – very simple, very sleek formal gown and high heels, a fantastic silver necklace that plunges down the open cleavage showing through the drape of your dress. As I stand there, taking you in, you’re doing the same to me, making sure everything is just so.
“…and you’re wearing those boxer briefs I put out for you too, right?” finally punches through my fog. “Yes. Although I don’t know what that has to do with anything.” You had been very specific about clothes, and very tight-lipped about where we’re going.
“You’ll see. You do need to read the rules first though.”
“Rules?”
“Shhhhh… just read.” It looks like a formal invitation, envelope and all…
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Boobday – Antique Lace
It’s that time of week again – boobday. Time to get out the … well, boobs.
Wicked Wednesday — Underdog
I look at the calendar. The lack of W’s seems to indicate yet another game loss for you. And we don’t have anything planned for the day so it seems like a perfect opportunity to give you a chance. I like you being the underdog but it might be fun to let you think I’ll make it easier this time.
Sinful Sunday 127 – Summer… finally
It’s so nice when the temperatures finally get up there and the pool is passable. And getting Charmer to consider skinny dipping? Just an added benefit…
Sinful Sunday #126 – Catching Some Season Finales…
Sometimes, it’s about doing absolutely nothing. Just relaxing.
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Boobday… delivers.
Today’s boobday is a shot about, well, boobs. We’ve said it before, I’m sure we’ll say it again. What else can you say on this most auspicious of days of the week?
Wicked Wednesday: Continue.
It’s like standing in a stadium, all the seats empty and someone whispering over the loudspeaker – I can almost make out the word, but not quite. I have to really concentrate. Force myself out of my current thoughts and sensations.
Sinful Sunday #125 – Zippers, Leather and…
What is it about the combination of leather and zippers? I’ve always felt like it was sort of a mix of mechanical and, well, leather. The switch up between metal and leather is just awesome!
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Wicked Wednesday: Curtains
The storm blowing through is one of those that the rain isn’t constant, the wind is gusty but not obnoxious and the smells of the storm are almost as “loud” as the thunder and rumbling from the storm itself. It’s a wonderful summery storm and it’s otherwise pitch black outside. Every now and then the lightning explodes across the sky, lighting everything up.
From my office, I have my french doors mostly closed to the rest of the house, but we have opened windows and doors everywhere we can to let the storm have its way with the house. My doors have these light, wispy curtains on them, you can see through them in just the right light.
I’m working, but we have lights out so we can enjoy the storm. I kick back and look up just as a flash blows through the house and I see you out the other room, sideways, but slouched a bit in that leather chair. Something about that posture…
Boobday – Sure, here’s a full picture for you!
Sometimes I give Charmer a bit of grief about not showing (me) as much as I’d like in pictures she shares with me. In true Charmer fashion, she teases and crops and obscures at different times… But not this time…
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Wicked Wednesday – Conviction
“Dom-space” has always been a fascinating thing to me. Everyone always focuses on sub-space, that floaty, other-worldly feeling that you can get to if the stars align, if you jump around just so on your left foot and if you chase it down and allow it in.
When you settle in for impact play, it’s extremely challenging to be able to give responses, give control, let the impacts roar through you. Each time there is a smack or the ends of the flogger make contact, or the crop bites into you, there is an instant connection between you and the Dominant partner.