I don’t think either of us planned for wild monkey sex. For one thing the cat decided to park himself between the two of us, hogging at least half of our king size bed. Add to that my through-the-roof stress level, bruised tailbone (don’t ask) and painfully tight muscles and sex just didn’t seem to be on the agenda.
Cam maneuvered around the cat in order to give me a back rub. I can’t say it was nice as it was more therapeutic than anything else. After beating up on my back for a while, he tied my wrists behind my back. (What? doesn’t everyone have bondage rope tied to the bed in a convenient location?)
“now what you going to do?” he asked.
“Wriggle,” I said. It’s all I could do.
Wriggling commenced as he continued to just run his hands all over my body.
Eventually he untied me, I wriggled, there was licking and sucking and wild monkey sex.
And it was good.