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End of the week

  • Posted on December 5, 2008 at 8:46 pm

It’s Friday. It’s been a normal, crazy, mixed up, insane week around here. We’re almost prepared for our Christmas trip. Almost. OK, we have plane tickets, a place to stay and the critters won’t starve.

We were both awake before dawn today. Not sure why, but there it was. I did not want to get up, but when the trash truck came by I knew it wasn’t the middle of the night and I had to face the day. Cam wasn’t much more into getting out of bed than I was, which resulted in lots of cuddling.

At one point, we rolled over so he could spoon behind me. His erection pressed into my butt. That makes me smile and turns me on, all at the same time. Even as I sit here writing about it, I have this big, goofy grin on my face.

It’s been a week of people I know, even just bloggers I read, having relationship issues. Stress between Leesa and Phrank, Kaya and M (or tess and scott) are separating for the time being, a non-blogging friend of mine (we’ll call her C) is banging her head against her relationship. All of this really does wonderful things for making me appreciate Cam. I was chatting with C a few days ago and looked up at Cam and told him I really loved him. The deer-in-the-headlights look he gave me back was unexpected but very cute.

I do adore him. He is my world and my everything. I think I’m going to drag him off to bed.

Playing with ropes

  • Posted on December 1, 2008 at 9:12 pm

We bought some silk rope from Goodvibes the other day. It showed up last week with the book o’ erotic bondage and knots. Barring a one-night exploration of knots in girl scouts 20 some odd years ago, I have no experience with rope. Cam, on the other hand, sailed and rock climbed and is quite familiar with rope and knots and such. I feel slightly disadvantaged.

I was sitting on the couch playing with the rope, looking at knots the other evening. Cam sat down next to me and held out his arm. “It’s easier if you tie around something.” Well, he didn’t have to ask me twice. I tried some simple knots and rope cuffs around his wrist. Neat! I can tie knots. Even neater was the feeling. It’s strange how something so minor as wrapping a rope cuff around someone’s wrist can bring out some rather toppy thoughts.

It’s even stranger given most of my fantasies and thoughts about ropes and bondage involve me being the one tied up. But his wrist, it was so small, so vulnerable, so there. Opened a whole new realm of possibilities.