Island Fun (3)

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Follow Friday 29th November 2013

Here's this week's (rather short)

Have a look at Pearl's blog... her first post was so intense, you HAVE to read it:

Happily Surrendered and Submissive

And I've recently made a new friend, altho some of you already know her, I think. Here's

Subrina ~ Finding Our Way in This Thing We Do

Here's a couple I found while I was over at Subrina's - Foothills and Tori:

New Marriage Dynamic & One Flesh, Two Red Cheeks respectively.

Island Fun (2)

We lay in bed, enjoying the a/c, resting after what would be the first of many cums for the day, and turned on the telly. It was then that we heard the neighbours move in next door.

After deciding they had left we started getting naughty again. Only this time, I wasn't quite wet yet cos after that face fucking I had gone to pee and wiped myself up. So when BIKSS turned me around he was met with a relatively dry pussy! 

Good heavens!

I wailed that I wasn't ready so he flipped me on my back again and knelt above my face so I could suck on Roger. 

Eventually pussy responded (as she usually does when I've got Roger in my mouth) but BIKSS seemed ready (and willing) to cum in my mouth again. 

So I stopped him. WHAT?? Yeah. As he was playing with me with his fingers I got wetter and wetter and I said, "Well now that you've put in so much effort getting me wet, you don't want to waste it do you?"

And indeed he didn't.

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After that we headed out to the spa for our relaxing massage. First a foot bath...

Followed by a soak in the jacuzzi tub - they provided us with a pair of shorts for him and a wrap for me, but we thought we'd peel it away for your viewing pleasure when we took this pic :)

I don't believe I've EVER shown my tit on this blog. We're getting adventurous!

Of course Daddy was pretending to be Creature from the White Lagoon.

The setup is really quite quaint - a row of cabins, each meant to accommodate a couple. The tub fits 2, there are 2 massage tables, and an en suite shower cubicle. A fresh sea breeze and fans keep the area from becoming too warm or humid, and the sound of intermittent thunder in the distance was actually rather soothing!

The brown huts on the left are the spa-villas;
The white things are just to provide shade if you want to sit and look out to sea.

right side of the hut

left (front) side of the hut

After we got out of the tub, we were instructed to rinse off in the shower and hop onto the massage tables. Then it was an hour of getting our aches rubbed away into oblivion! Aaaah... I would definitely consider coming back here if only for a repeat of the spa experience.

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AND TO THOSE OF YOU IN THE US of A,

HAPPY SPANKSGIVING!

"This year, someone ELSE is getting stuffed!"

talk about serving up a main dish

Island Fun (1)

I was all set to dive right into some sexy fun. But BIKSS went about inspecting the chalet. They're built like semi-d houses, 2 by 2, each pair sharing the middle wall. Oops. The neighbours are going to be able to hear everything! 

each "hut" is actually 2 units side by side... click for a bigger picture.

That didn't stop me from hopping into the bed and pulling Daddy in with me. "Don't worry, there's no one next door!" I cooed. 

We started kissing, and I slid downwards so that I could put Roger in my mouth. There was no protest from BIKSS so it looked like we were all systems go! 

Both of us were on our sides, facing each other, which made the angle a little awkward as far as our usual blowjobs go. BIKSS wasn't fussed. He grunted and moaned and fucked my mouth. Oh, he fucked my mouth. The man was quite happy to ignore my pussy and just have his way with my lips wrapped around his cock. 

He grabbed hold of my hair (up in the usual bun) and pulled me as close as possible against his groin, and then holding me there he fucked my mouth. I can't even remember if I used my hand. All I know is he KNEW exactly when I was dangerously close to gagging, and when I could take more of him. On and on he pulsed rhythmically into my mouth, the tip of his cock forcing its way to the back of my throat. Then relaxing and pulling out a little so I could increase the suction around his shaft. Then holding me tight again so he could continue to have his way with me. 

After a round of rather intense continuous thrusting he let me know he was going to cum. Not that I could say yes or no or even acknowledge that. I managed a "mmmm" in response but by then he had already shot his warm creamy juice straight down my throat, jerking with each spurt farther into my mouth. 

It's funny how HIS cock is in MY mouth, and yet *I'M* the one who's being held hostage. 

this was from a later session... but you get the idea.

Dialogues on and off the Island

We're back. And you'll get to see the pics and hear all the juicy details later when I've sorted them all out. 

But first, I wanted to share the deeper stuff with you. It's late and I just got home so I'm a little muddled but I'll try to make this as organised as possible - I hope it makes some sense to you :)

The spank-fest that was to be? Well, it turned out the walls were THIN and we could HEAR the neighbours when they moved into the chalet beside us. That kinda put a damper on the whole spanking thing at first. And of course I teased BIKSS about it. I told him he PROMISED me a spank-fest. Well, that led to Dialogue number 1 - a deeper conversation about him being less and less Dom lately. 

I told him that's how I felt. But he made me realise that it's not about him barking out commands or speaking in that Dommy voice. The reason it feels to me that he's being less Dom is because I've just been more sub. 

Firstly, when it comes to the important stuff, where I need him to help me make decisions and work thru the options concerning things like my job, house, major stuff, I still do come to him and listen to what he has to say. Then I make a choice based on his opinion too. So, yeah, that's him being my Dom.

Second, when it comes to manners -  how I speak to him, tone of voice, things I say, choosing not to be argumentative etc, I have been doing pretty darn well. No rude quips or snide or snarky remarks. So, yeah, I guess that's him being my Dom (and me behaving appropriately for him). 

Third, there's the issue of bedroom kink. We haven't really played a lot recently, not many "scenes" I suppose, but then that can be rather tiring and sometimes I'm kinda glad that we don't spend 3 hours just "playing" and then have to part ways. Considering we don't spend a lot of time together, it's kinda nice to just have sex and then spend the rest of the time cuddling, and then having sex some more, and then talking and cuddling some more. Planning and carrying out a scene would take some setting up, time to build up the intensity etc. It can take up a lot of our already limited time together and in the past has sometimes left me feeling like we didn't do anything much together besides have kinky sex. What about telling me to give you what you desire? Like a blowjob, or to kneel for you, or playing with some of our less-time-consuming-needs-no-setup toys like the nipple clips or dildos, etc? 

BIKSS explained this to me thus: - Dom requires sub to do something. Dom tells sub. Sub obeys and does so. Sub wants to serve Dom well. So preempts Dom's request in future. Sub initiates action, pleasing Dom. Dom doesn't have to ask/tell/command anymore. 

Hah. So I've been doing the stuff you want me to do before you have a chance to ask me to? And that's why you don't necessarily ask me for anything? Well then, I guess that's me serving my Dom. Which is to say, he's still being my Dom. 

In that case, instead of me thinking that BIKSS hasn't been Dommy recently, I really should shift the way I look at our relationship. The D/s has become so much a part of us that I've stopped noticing it. And all I have to do to bring it back into the forefront of my awareness is to remember that all the things I do, I do for him, to serve him, to be pleasing to him. The blowjobs I initiate are to pleasure him. The kneeling beside his feet is to honour him. The cooking and cleaning and keeping things in order around the house are to ensure he is comfortable and at ease when he comes to visit. 

The truth is he never stopped being Dommy. He still yanks my hair, grabs my neck, sticks his fingers in my mouth, smacks my ass when we're having sex. Perhaps I've just grown accustomed to being his sex toy. To be used in this manner. To be his plaything. And to be loved, cared for, cherished and held. All these things have been rolled into one Daddy Dom package. 

Which brought me to Dialogue number two.  All those other toys that I want to play with while we're getting hot and heavy? Ask, he tells me. He wants me to tell him if I feel like I'm keen on a certain toy on any given day. This is no surprise to me, really. He's always had the same goal in mind whenever we're in bed - for me to enjoy myself as much as I can. He's never been about controlling my orgasms or denying me pleasure/satisfaction. Sure, he's chosen to fuck my mouth over having sex, leaving my wet pussy grumbling at me (and him), but otherwise he's always wanted sex to be about my enjoyment too. 

This made me admit to him that I have always felt guilty about having sex. We talked about some old relationships, I told him some stuff that I hadn't told him before... I reminded him some things I may have mentioned before that didn't seem significant until now when it got brought up in this context. The big revelation isn't all that big a revelation I suppose - I feel guilty about enjoying sex, so when HE tells me to put some clamps on my nipples, I do it cos he says so. It's not MY choice so I'm not responsible for it. It's an old tale, one that many subs are familiar with. But I don't think I've ever told BIKSS just how much of an issue I have with this particular thing. So last night he found out. And as he put our clips on my nipples he said the words I needed to hear - Daddy says it's alright... Daddy doesn't judge you. And as I breathed thru the pain he held on to me, his hand caressing my chest, my breasts, my neck, his grip tightening around my throat. He showered me with soothing words and soft kisses. He stroked me all over. And I shut my eyes and took it all in. He released the clips, then put them back on, adjusting them so they bit down on more flesh. 

After playing with me for some time (during which I floated away in snatches to that sub-space happy place) he removed the clips and shushed me thru the pain as the blood rushed back into my nipples. And then a mosquito got in the way and distracted BIKSS and the telly was on (I thought it best to have some ambient noise to throw the neighbours off) and something caught his attention. And suddenly there was no more aftercare. But I managed to pull myself together, and after turning to him and hinting that I needed him some more, he continued to take care of me, ending the session with some intense love-making!

Which brings me to Dialogue number three. As I was writing this I was also chatting with BIKSS on IM and I told him that I felt a slight panic when I thought he had abandoned me after taking the clips off. That I was feeling vulnerable when he got distracted and so I made a split-second decision to be resilient and strong instead of breaking down and telling him I needed him. Which is what I think I need to do more often. I told him this left me confused because even in my barest, most open state I felt that I had to be tough and strong. Which is kinda contrary to the whole submission state of mind I was in. Or supposed to be in. Or WAS in. BIKSS thinks I should trust that he will be back to take care of me, that I shouldn't panic and worry and have to be "strong". That I should believe he won't abandon me. 

And that's the problem. There have been occasions when I start to say something in the "I need you" category (but without actually saying it) and since it sometimes takes me a long time to lead up to the point, along the way our conversations sometimes meander and BIKSS maintains the lighthearted banter. Or he gets distracted and we end up talking about something else. Or .... 

I don't tell him I need him. Maybe I should. Yes, I definitely should. Sometimes I do. But it's like maybe 50% of the time.

He says I shouldn't worry about what I think HE may think. But that's not it. I worry about what *I* might think. 

"You don't want to be weak? OR do you think you should be strong enough to handle it?" he asked.

The first one, I told him. He says to look at it this way - "By telling me, you are being strong and looking after your needs; you are being strong by not feeling bad about telling me. You need an anchor - something you can grab on to."

But that's what scares me. Wanna hear why I don't tell him I need him? Cos I'm afraid that if I do, and he's not there for me, then I'll be disappointed. And I don't want to take that chance. I don't want to give him any opportunity to disappoint me. I am afraid. Plain and simple.

So these are his words of wisdom for me for tonight - "Give in to the fear with the knowledge that I AM there, maybe not always but that if you ask I will be there. Face it... It'll take practice."  I replied that I felt like it was going to be such a daunting task.  He reassured me that I'll be fine. 

"I'll hold your hand."

My November Pre-Getaway Tree

I

have been

horny all day.

We have been planning,

And I have been reading-

Catching up on others' blog posts.

On Monday morning we will be off

To a nearby island for an overnight stay.

While sorting out the plan, a little last minute,

We met with some hiccups, and I almost lost it!

But thanks to 18 months of practice I didn't get stressed.

Even when I realised that my printer had run out of ink.

And now

Daddy says that

He'll fix it tomorrow.

Spank-fest, here we come

And a long night of cuddling :)

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So until next week, here's us heading off to a beach resort for a couple of days. This is where we'll be:

 I'll take pics and tell you ALL about it when we get back. Have a good weekend!

Corner-Time for Daddy BIKSS

1. Corner Time

Yes you heard me right.

I put Daddy in the corner last night.

He'd been so awesome at helping me with the home fixes and the redecorating and picture-frame project that I thought I needed to put him in the corner - you know, turn Friday into a Dom-appreciation day.

Oh no, our corner doesn't look like this --

You see, I have always wanted a corner armchair. I like how it immediately makes the bedroom look so relaxed and inviting. So during my latest visit to a Swedish DIY furniture store, I picked up a beige curved back chair and stuck it in the corner. 

That's a pic I stole off the net. But you get the idea. 

I put Daddy in the Blowjob Chair (that's what I've been calling it) and lay a rug in front of him. I knelt before his cock and gave him the best blowjob ever - for me, that is!

After he came, he stayed in his Blowjob Chair resting, while I remained kneeling and we talked about what Doms do while their subs are kneeling for them. 

I'm curious - we usually chat, tell each other about our day, or he'll be messing about on his gadgets, or I'll be crying (if I'm upset and come to him crying I sometimes end up in a kneeling position), and he'll be soothing me. 

Or I could be kneeling/ sitting on my calves beside him while we watch telly or surf the net on the coffee table lappy (yes that's my entertainment hub!), in which case we'll both be facing the same direction and not each other. 

But I'm wondering, do any of you have kneeling time where NOTHING is happening? no conversation or kissing or tv watching? And if so, what's it like? Do you just kneel somewhere your Dom has pointed to on the floor with a blank mind while he ignores you and goes about his business? Do you kneel beside him doing nothing while he chats on the fone or reads a book? I assure you I do not intend to offend nor is there any malice to be found in my question - I'm just CURIOUS!

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2. WET

"Put him in your mouth again..."

I did. 

He placed his hand on my head and bobbed me up and down his cock. 

"You wanted to go and shower didn't you?"

"Mm hmm..."

Still sucking on Roger.

"Get on the bed first."

I did.

"Ahh, she's wet for me. My pussy's ready for me isn't she?"

"Mmff... *gasp*... yes she is. She got wet from the first blowjob."

"Good."

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3. Nipple Therapy

*Sucking on my left nipple.*

"So this nipple therapy... how would it work? Would it be bad form for the recipient to make sounds? You know, those mmmm-ing noises?"

"It wouldn't be bad form. The rooms would be soundproof. And she would have a masquerade mask on, if she prefers anonymity."

"And the therapist would be lying on her? Beside her?"

"She would have a choice. If she wanted to lay on her side, he would stretch out alongside her like I'm doing now..."

*I make a small turn and lie on my back.*

"What about if she prefers to lie this way?"

"Then he would climb on top of her, straddle her and lean forward like this."

*He takes my other nipple hostage between his lips. And I moan.* 

"Would he be wearing some sort of crotch-guard? So she couldn't feel his erection?"

"I guess that would be the safe thing to do."

*I reach towards his cock with my hands.*

"You're wearing shorts!"

"These should come off."

*He gets up to remove his shorts, my eyes remain closed, and then I feel him on the bed once more.*

He pulls my legs apart and fucks me hard. I guess that's the end of my nipple therapy session.

Dom-appreciation has its rewards. 

The Most Adorable Pics EVER

The caption on this 9GAG post reads "No DNA test needed" LOL!

http://9gag.com/gag/aKzPq8b

Have a good Friday everybody!

Abandonment Issues

Yes. Me.

All the boyfriends I've had have this nasty habit of retreating into their man-cave when things don't go perfectly. 

When I get pissy, they disappear. That makes me more pissy. 

Things escalate. I resent them. They back off and stay holed up in their caves. The relationship teeters on the edge of a cliff. Everyone walks on eggshells. 

Eventually it's over. Then I meet a new guy. 

Rinse and repeat.

Fact - some women do better when they're left alone to calm down and cool off. 

I am not that type of woman.

Fact - some guys need to cool off before dealing with the problem. 

I understand this but expect the issue to be dealt with later and not just swept under the carpet. 

Enter a good older woman friend. Who talked me half to death about this. And made me realise I have abandonment issues. I seem to think whenever someone backs off it's a failing on my part, that I'm not good enough for them to be around. 

Raise your hand if you've had these thoughts : 

"He won't even fight for our relationship."

"He wants nothing to do with me." 

"Now I've gone and driven him away."

"I don't deserve him. I'm an awful person for behaving this way."

"There's something wrong with me. Or else he wouldn't shut down."

"It's all my fault."

Well, if you aren't nodding away, then good on you. If you are, I'm telling you right now, none of those statements are true.

And it took BIKSS for me to see that. Well, of course *I* think he's a superhero and that's why he managed to fix me. But the reality is, he understood that I needed him to be around me and reassure me ESPECIALLY when I felt like scum at the bottom of the pond. That means when I was feeling insecure, when we had a tiff, when I hadn't heard from him in a while, when I was sitting around wondering if he really loves me.... seems like a lot doesn't it? 

Which brings me to another thing - he never, ever made me feel like I was too much work. And I've asked him point blank too. LOL.

"Am I too much effort? I'm afraid I'll be too much work and you'll get tired of it one day."

Still nodding? Well, trust your man. If he says you're not too much work, then believe him. To be honest, I think they LIKE having to "work" on us. 

(Of course since I already knew that I had a problem with abandonment, I told him that I needed him to be there for me; that when I'm upset the best thing he could do for me was to hold me tight and claim me. I'm asking BIKSS about this right now and he says if I hadn't told him so, he would have pulled back to give me space cos it seems like the thing to do to let me rethink my behaviour/actions/decisions. So if you're like me, you need to TELL him what you need him to do when you're having a fit!)

The point to this post, I guess, is that I'm seeing some bloggers writing about :

1) feeling distanced from their Doms when they act up and he "gives them space to decide is this what they really want"; 

2) feeling like they are adding to their Doms' stress and  workload;

3) feeling like they shouldn't speak up because they're afraid their Doms will say "drop the whole thing";

4) feeling resistant to spankings/punishments and not knowing what to do about it because they signed up for it in the first place; 

...and I just had to write a reply in the form of this post.  

IF you worry that your Dom will walk away from TTWD, you may be worrying for nothing.

IF you worry that he's abandoning you, you have to tell him what you need - he can't read your mind.

IF you worry that you're not a good enough sub, then I worry that you think there's a recipe for a "perfect" sub - there isn't!

IF you're finding it hard to submit, TELL HIM and ask him to help you work out a "plan" to make the submission easier. I don't mean he should be "harsher" or more Dominant, sometimes taking a step back can do wonders in easing you back into that mindset.

AND if you think you're adding to his burden by sharing your stresses, trust me... it's easier you tell him as soon as possible than to try and sleep it off only to have it affect your mood the next day forcing him to then probe and force it out of you. That's MORE work for him, no?

[BIKSS adds- "Don't forget that if you don't tell me and I'm already stressed at work I could just add to your stress by snapping or being curt when you least need it. If I know, I can choose my words carefully cos if I don't and it sets you off, that just adds stress to my day and that increases the stress in yours... leading to shutdown and anger."]

You know, on the surface it looks like what he just said could be misconstrued to mean he has to be extra cautious around me. But I think the point is that we're both actively working to NOT add to each other's stress, and to be thoughtful of how the other person's day is turning out.

Right then, I admit my thoughts were a little bit scattered. I'm sure this could have been better presented but I wanted to write all this stuff before I forgot any of it. 

So. I'm getting off the soapbox now. Your views, anyone?

Tuesday Not-exactly-a-Toon

Have a good week ahead!

TIE DOWNS... yum!

Making A Point

Some time back BIKSS mentioned that he had a vision of me kneeling on the floor in the shower, mouth open, ready for Roger. 

I wanted to make it happen (it's been a while since we were in the shower together - it's a small space!) so I urged him to join me after I was done with my ablution by hollering "If you don't hop into the shower with me, how am I ever going to give you a blowjob in the bath?"

THAT got his attention. And Roger's too. It was yummy and totally non-messy! LOL. Immediate cleanup. 

I followed him into the bedroom, he was sweet, holding my hand and leading me there. And we lay down and talked about DD and punishment and why it wouldn't work for us. We talked about how I would react, what he felt and thought about it, and then in the midst of explaining why he didn't think he needed to ever punish me, he got up behind me and put Roger at my opening. 

The man was still talking when he plunged into my wet, waiting pussy. I, of course, stopped paying attention to his words and seemed able to only grunt and moan back at him. 

My kind of card :)

It almost seems like he was punctuating his phrases with his thrusts, serving only to reinforce his speech about having control, being dominant... I wasn't exactly paying attention. It's hard to listen too closely when your still-damp hair is getting yanked and your arm is outstretched in a funny angle above you cos he's half lifting your torso off the bed by said hair-handle. It's hard to concentrate when your pussy is getting pounded by the man who's trying to explain with actions more than words how he owns you and you're his to do with as he pleases. It's even harder, tho, to figure out what he's saying when between thrusts a hand lands squarely on the same spot, harder and harder each time. 

Nosireebob. It's IMPOSSIBLE to keep one's focus at times like that!

*FYI - I got a hundred smacks on my butt (across both cheeks each time) tonight cos it's been a while since I've been spanked properly and those "who's your daddy" spanks during sex hurt so much! Apparently, regular spankings are on the horizon... I suppose I'm paying the price even tho HE's the one who hasn't been staying on top of things!*

Friday Night Kissing

Because it's been a while since I had the night off on a Friday, BIKSS suggested we go out for dinner. Which we did. 

But before that he popped in to use the bathroom. When he came out he gave me an amused (?) look while he asked "How was the cigarette?"

EEEEK! Caught! SHIT! 

*guilty*

See, when we talked about this before it was settled that when I went out with certain persons it would be ok for me to sneak a few sticks. He just doesn't want me to be a card-carrying, or should I say, pack-carrying, smoker. Well, on Thursday night I had a drink session with some friends from work, and my best friend came to join us, and she's one of the certain persons I'm allowed to smoke with. Thing is, by the end of the night there were 2 sticks left in her pack, and she had already bought a spare, so she chucked the almost-empty one to me. Which meant that I had the luxury of having a ciggy the next morning with my coffee (and while I pooped...) and of course I didn't see the need to tell BIKSS. Ahem. I admit there was some planned deception on my part, which probably explains why I felt SO guilty later on. 

But anyway, I didn't go around checking that I didn't leave evidence or anything. It was a case of having just chucked the butt in the loo after I was done - apparently it didn't get flushed.

Enter the boyfriend. Who needed to pee. And they pee standing up and LOOKING INTO the bowl right? 

*Groan*

And then the question, and so I told him. But I felt so, so, so bad about it, that I kept apologising and wanting him to know how I came to have cigarettes with me at home... and he wasn't angry or disappointed or anything, he was just "amused" - his word. He says I have permission to smoke and he didn't say I wasn't to smoke at home or anything... if you ask me, he was just making excuses for me so I wouldn't feel lousy. 

*Thank you Daddy BIKSS* 

I'm just glad it didn't hurt our evening. We headed out to eat, his treat, and then we got some groceries. But this time he didn't get in the queue before I was ready to checkout! LOL

The rest of the night was magical! 

While I was waiting for him to get out of the shower he said I should go get naked and on the bed. He didn't say specifically to do so, but I got into presentation position for him. I figured I should try and be as pleasing as possible! He approved by giving me some swats from my belt. And then some hand spanks. OUCH! I think that hurt MORE than the belt!

Of course that got us all worked up and he entered me from behind, his thrusts punctuated by my grunts and moans, and his asking if I missed him pumping my pussy and other such lust-inducing, heat-generating questions!

We lay about after, and in round 2 I found the remote control for Roger! - It's his left nipple. I flicked over it with my tongue, and sucked on it... which made him want some attention from my mouth. Which made BIKSS kneel over my face. Which left his hands free to attack my clit. Which made me instinctively pull my legs together when it got too much. Which made BIKSS unhappy so he forced them open and smacked my inner thighs. Which got me totally horny. Which then led to more hot sex!

... And by the time we got to round 3 we were ready to slow things down enough to spend LOTS of time kissing and stroking and fondling each other! It went on for a good long time too, and I climbed on top of him to attack his earlobes. Which meant I was straddling his hips and in perfect position for him to enter me - which he did. He pumped into me this way a little while but it's not a very good position for us cos I don't have leverage to move much anywhere since he's a little wider and thicker than my not-so-lengthy legs can accommodate. So he flopped me onto my back and we kissed and groped some more while Roger found his way back into my pussy! And we continued with lips locked until he came. And I DO mean lips locked. Towards the end there I don't think what we did constitutes kissing per se. Our lips were just kinda holding on to each other! It was HOT!

He mentioned that earlier in the evening he was just thinking about how it's been a while since we kissed like that... and I had the same thought after round 1, so I suppose we have the same threshold for how long we can go without a serious snogfest - that's a comforting thought! Perhaps now it's time to work on aligning our threshold for how long with can go without a spanking!

and a shout-out to my FB addiction!

The Express Date and a Realisation

We went to watch Starlight Express. BIKSS was going to come by in the evening, so I got a little pre-show snack ready. When he came up I had just stepped out of the shower so we headed into the bedroom where the A/C was on. And since I needed to cool off anyway, I convinced him to let me have a little pre-snack Roger-sundae!

After we ate I proceeded to get ready. He hung out with me in the room while I was putting on my face but left for a bit to hit the loo. By the time he came back I was done with my make-up and was getting ready to pull a top on over my jeans. 

He came in thru the door and stood there with a dumbfounded expression. He literally stopped in his tracks and stared at me. 

it looked a little like this

I was a little freaked out until I realised he LIKED it. I did my eyes a little differently than normal, and it was the first time he'd seen this look on me. 

"What? WHAT? Quit staring, hun, you're making me uncomfortable."

"You shouldn't be. You've got that whole china-doll thing going with your eyes..." 

"Uh-huh, yeah,.. but quit staring! Really, it's making me uncomfortable!"

I have NEVER seen him look at me, or any woman, like that. Totally loved it tho! And when a fella looks at you like that, you don't need him to tell you how nice you look. The gawking says it all!

(Later on when he could speak normally again he DID say that he thought I looked HOT! *giggle*)

It was a quick night. We went, we watched it, then he sent me home. But despite it being a no-frills outing, it must have been one of the best dates I've ever been on! It was a good show, I was glad that he thought I looked awesome, and I was totally feeling like a million bucks! Singing the Streets of Fire title track at the top of our lungs together on the ride home didn't hurt either!

Now here's the grown up part of this post -

I'm not sure BIKSS enjoyed the show as much as I did. But it was something he knew I was looking forward to, and by the end of it he was more than a little amused at my excitement. And seeing as how he got us the tickets and made time to take me, I'm quite certain it was good enough for him that *I* had so much fun! Plus he had a hot-looking date! LOL 

This is new. This confidence. This acceptance that someone could be happy knowing he made me happy. Hah. What do you know? I guess I have grown. The "I'm-not-good-enough" wall is slowly, but surely, coming down, I say. 

Following LOL Day

OK I know it's not Friday but since I've added some blogs after getting comments from some new blogfriends on yesterday's LOL post, I thought I would put them out here so those of you who aren't yet following them can pop round and say Hello. 

Zoe @ A Uniquely Different Life

Mona Lisa @ A Viking Wife Journey

Aurora @ Not Your Everyday Fairy Tale

Scarlet @ Scarlet's Submission

That's all for now. Enjoy!

And if you're new to us and TTWD,  WELCOME TO BLOGLAND!!!

L O L is here again

Hurray!

I've been so busy with watching the telly and reinstalling the lappy that I totally missed all the LOL day hype till BIKSS alerted me to it not 5 minutes ago.

But here I am. It's my second LOL day in Blogland (I feel so young!)... so here's wishing you all

Happy Love Our Lurkers day, especially my lurkers. 

I haven't been writing a whole lot, and when I do it's usually not very substantial (I'm sorry... I've been lacking in the inspiration department recently).

But I would still like to say a big thank you for reading here and looking thru old posts... and since it's going to be strange for you to just pop up and say hi and um... not know what else to say, how about you just say hello, tell me what you like or don't like about this blog, and let me know what else you want to know about us, if anything. 

I promise I'll write a reply!! 

(And also, BIKSS and I are working together on a post which I hope will be ready soon - I'm hoping it won't take longer than a week!)

My Latest Internet Find

Just wanted to share this site with those of you who don't know it.

It's got lingerie, both naughty AND nice... 

and toys.... (I particularly like the classifications on the left sidebar)

and a selection of light/fun bondage equipment...

and a small but very usable range of paddles... and other sensuals...

and even a section for the guys...

What's there NOT to like? Good for new TTWDers, or those just looking for some light/ playful/ romantic kink. No hardcore stuff here. 

Or just for any girl who loves new underwear! 

Plus, who couldn't do with a peekaboo babydoll for that special man in our lives?!