When Stuff Gets Real, It Takes a Team

I often have regrets after play time.  But not maybe what you’d think.  I often want more.  I wanted to give more.  I have a lot of “that wasn’t so bad, now was it?  Why’d you struggle with it so?”

You know this.  You know it takes challenging not limits that are set between us, but limits in my head.  You’ve done it many times.  You’ve shown that there’s nothing to fear… well, ok.  Fear is good at times, it’s all a part of it.  But nothing to mortally worry about anyway.

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15 minutes.

Have you ever wondered if you could maintain something for 15 minutes if the stakes were high enough, that you weren’t used to lasting that long unrelentingly?  How’s that for a question?

Well, I’ve thought about it.  I mean, not unprompted, of course.  The prompting comes from you…

You sit down, cozying up next to me with this grin on your face.  “We’re going to give you a test today!” is how you open the challenge.  “Do you have a favorite metronome speed?

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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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