It doesn’t matter if it’s an hour, a day, a week, or a month, when He’s gone, it feels like forever. Over and over He has me edging, bringing myself closer and closer to orgasm, bringing myself to the brink then stopping. I’m not allowed to cum unless He specifically tells me. Generally when He…
I’m not sure where he disappeared to this morning, but no matter… he’ll be back. He always comes back. For now, I’ll just lay here, my hand upon his pillow and his lingering scent in my nose. I love the way he smells. I love it whether he has been working outside all day or…
Have you ever walked through a store and looked someone up and down, only to wonder what they’d be like in bed? You envision a few sexual scenarios and either you smile pleasantly to yourself and continue on, or you shake your head and try to release the thought that was once good but turned…
Daddy told me that if I was going to be in the kitchen, I need to be naked. Oh, of course there is an exception to the rule, like if there are certain people over. But sometimes, Daddy has me cook for some of his other friends and still be without clothes. He was kind…
After the picnic and back at my place… I grilled the steaks and got the salad, fruit and wine out. I put on a different little sundress, nothing spectacular and barely enough to cover me or get in my way. It’s nice to be home and comfortable. We almost finished eating and I take half…
I was only leaned over the passenger seat for a second as I tried to reach my sunblock from the center console. That’s when I felt him behind me. As I lowered myself from my tiptoes to the sandy beach, I could feel his erection in his shorts. I straightened up, and he grabbed me…
It had been awhile since I called him. What can I say? Sometimes I just wish for more than a booty call.
I heard the front door slam against the wind. I peeked around the corner from the bathroom where I was rubbing lotion into my freckled skin to see him standing there looking like a drown rat. I giggled and grabbed a towel. “I fucking hate rain,” he grumbled. “No, you don’t. Shut up and get…
Does he want honesty? Or does he want me to say yes and play? He’s never told me either way.
I knew he would be trouble. I should have learned, but I hadn’t. I still haven’t. Here I sit… needing… and I should have known better.