It’s that look in your eyes that does it. It gives you away every time. I’ve explained it before, but we can be out and about, at a restaurant, at a bar, just walking around, exploring. It doesn’t really matter what’s going on – but I can look over and see that look – it’s all about being in that playful mood.

Depending on the situation, that can be a kid around thing, or it can be a “batten down the hatches” thing where I know things could get really edgy in a very short amount of time.

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Perhaps not an explicit “fantasy” type of post, but the whole control thing has been one of the more intriguing (and hard to figure out at times) aspects of having a D/SFLR relationship.  It’s oddly a button for me, and it’s a button for Charmer – at opposing ends of the spectrum of course, so it’s been important to figure out.

Continue reading Control Takes Many Forms →

It’s easily one of the most animal, most basic things to experience.  Waking up that scent.  The scent of all of us, wrapped together, almost devouring each other, for a good, long, fun time.

Continue reading Waking up to that scent →

It’s late and we’re wandering around, just taking in the incredible weather, chatting, playfully grabbing at each other as we go.  It’s so dark it’s spooky, but I guess that’s a good thing; it’s Halloween!  The different yard decorations, or at least those that are still lit at this early morning hour, are such fun to look at and as we’re wandering you keep teasing and I keep grabbing and in no time we’re both a hot mess of wanting to call it quits, but wanting it to go on for a bit as well… the tease is delicious.

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It’s a weird place to be, in that aftermath zone.  It’s weird, but it’s magic too.  When you’re spent, you’re allowing your mind to just be blank.  If you let your mind wander and think whatever it’ll think, it wanders to your body.  Your experiences.  Those sensations just experienced.

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“Hey!  Guess what!? It’s your day!  I know it’s been a long time…”

I stop in my tracks and look at you.  It’s the weirdest thing because you’ve not suggested anything all day, I had no idea, not an inkling.   I look at you and raise my eyebrow in a kind of “what’s the catch” kind of way.

Continue reading Someday you’ll win! →

This was surprisingly easy as a Wicked Wednesday prompt.  Not altogether all about kink, but…

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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.

Continue reading When Stuff Gets Real, It Takes a Team →

As I’m sitting here, mindlessly reading, I get that tingly sensation.  I’ve been so lost in my e-book, in staring out the window thinking about all of the things to come later today when I get in.  But that feeling – the one I assume everyone gets when they are being watched.

Continue reading Makes the Trip Go Faster… →

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…

Continue reading Wicked Wednesday: The Foreplay Masquerade Ball →