I'm not going to write any more about our last visit - much of it has blended together in my mind at this point and has morphed into a 'feeling' type of memory rather than a details-oriented memory.
Suffice to say - at every moment I was exactly where I needed and wanted to be. Whether it was curled up with You falling asleep, hanging over Your arm while we did the crossword puzzle, on my knees with Your cock in my mouth, rolling on the floor laughing so hard I was crying, riding around town with the top down, feeling Your hand (or anything else) on my ass, hearing Your voice call me 'girl'... I was happy and grateful.
Less than 3 months - I'll be there again, milord. Completely Yours.
Working too much....and unfortunately not online as much as I'd like.
Oh jeanne, i bet you can hardly wait. It must be so hard for you being away from him for such long periods..... how do you stand it?
Anyone can see.....
Baby you and me,
Got a groovy kind of love.
It's life. Funnily enough, this seems to work really well for both of us. I have a very busy life, especially now with my work, and he has the same (except the work part, lucky retired Dom!), and we do chat every evening, even if only for a few moments.
It gives us something to look forward to every few months. That's nice.
Working too much....and unfortunately not online as much as I'd like.
I just devoured this whole thread. Wow.
This is lovely, erotic, and moving. Not only are you two very lucky people to have found each other, you're wonderful writers as well, and very generous to share your feelings and experiences. Your story has given me hope that I might also find what I've been looking for.
Thank you.
I'm not on a yellow brick road,
got a mind and a heart and guts of my own.
I'm not looking for one to set me free.
I'm not on a yellow brick road,
I'll find my own way home.
I'm just looking for someone to walk with me.
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