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Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Flowers and spankings -- the dynamic duo

Next week, Steve will be away on a trip. He's taking off on his Harley and will be traveling through CA plus three other states. So no session for us.

So he said that yesterday, we'd have a special, extra-long time. He'd spend all afternoon and into the evening, we'd go to dinner, etc. No rush, no work interruptions, no kids, just a nice long visit to tide me over for two weeks.

Until he called me Monday evening, and said that friends were in town (from out of the country). He'd seen them over the weekend, and they'd said, "Hey, we're leaving on Thursday -- can we come stay with you and hang out for a couple of days? How about Tuesday?"

(How do people invite themselves like that? I couldn't.)

Long story shortened, he didn't cancel our Tuesday, but it was not as we planned. He could come over in the morning, but he'd have to be out of here by 2:00.

I was not happy. If he were going to be here next week, it wouldn't have been so bad, but this was supposed to be a special long day to make up for his absence next week. Now it was even shorter than our usual visits. So at that moment, I felt a little blown off, relegated to a lower priority. Yeah, I'm such a girl sometimes. But I couldn't understand why he couldn't tell them, "I have plans on Tuesday -- wanna hang on Wednesday?" Maybe that's just me, because I detest people who spring plans and invites at the last minute. John's family is notorious for that.

I know I was being silly. I shared this story with John when he called later, and asked if I was overreacting. His answer was: "Um... sweetie, please tell me what you want from me now. Do you want the voice of reason, or the voice of agreement?"

(sigh)

So much for shortening the long story. Anyway, when Steve turned up at my door yesterday, he was bearing a small vase with six perfect pink roses. He didn't need to do that... but I'm so very glad he did. :-)





Pink turned out to be the theme of the day:





He told me to choose my implements, as few or as many I wanted, whatever I needed to feel. I decided to keep it simple; the leather strap and the Lexan paddle. Flexible and rigid. Stinging and thudding. 

The implements weren't used for very long. The dam broke early on and I was bawling through the whole thing. Especially when he said he may be gone for two weeks, but he'd never leave me. The man knows my buttons.

He took my panties with him, and said they will be accompanying him on his trip. I am to expect selfies of him on the road, with his black-and-chrome Harley handlebars adorned with matching panties (black with little silver studs). We'll see. I'm a bit skeptical he'll have the opportunity to do that. But one never knows.

I was thoroughly drained when he left, ready for bed, but it was only 2:00. I managed to make myself work for an hour and a half, and then finally succumbed to a nap. Oh, and the dynamic duo really needed to be a triumvirate to be completely perfect, so I had some chocolate. :-)

By the way... was there some sort of game on yesterday, a competition that was a really big deal? Guess I missed it.

And I will miss you. Safe travels.




18 comments:

  1. With such a mascot, he''ll definitely be back. And I am sure, he will make that known in rather clear and expressive ways.
    Hugs, and a virtual white rose.

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  2. "The voice of reason or the voice of agreement"...I absolutely love it. If you don't mind I would like to use this myself.

    BTW: yes...the USA team played brilliantly...but you had to be there

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  3. Don -- (sigh) Go ahead. My bf was spot on, much as I hate to admit it.

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  4. The thing is this relationship you have with Steve is as real as it gets.
    You've certainly experienced both highs and lows. The lows seem to stem from his sometimes unpredictable schedule and that tends to put your time together on the backburner.
    The highs definitely seem to surpass them. He's honest, funny, and knows how to get maximum reactions from you.

    May this adventure go on...and on! :)

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  5. I have a hunch when he returns from being so long away he will have something foe you that will surpass the roses. Have a great fourth.

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  6. Hi Erica -- I know this adventure with you and Steve, will go on and on :-) because he is very true. Your flowers are so BEAUTIFUL just like you :-) Wishing you and John a Happy 4th of July.Much Love and hugs from naughty girl Jade

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  7. "Um... sweetie, please tell me what you want from me now. Do you want the voice of reason, or the voice of agreement?" I love John's reply. He's a keeper!

    Hugs,
    Hermione

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  8. Hermione -- eighteen years next month. Yes, I am keeping him. :-)

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  9. WOW, now this is totally hot....as was your bottom but love this post. Is all what our scene is and should be about......thank you
    Always
    Ron

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  10. Ron -- I agree, it should be. Thanks.

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  11. I also can't stand people who want to plan things last minute and don't think about it inconveniencing others. Ugh. I'm glad you got your flowers and a spanking.

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  12. Lea -- so many people seem to operate that way. Makes me nuts. (sigh)

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