October 30, 2014

Anxiety Rising

This is about the job I am really, really hoping that I get. Here is the post about the first interview and this is the post about the second interview.

At the second interview I had already filled out and signed all of the legal mumbo jumbo paperwork that they provided in order for them to run the background checks and all that happy horse shit. They told me that they would run them and that it would take anywhere from seven to fourteen days for it all to be done. Okay fine. It doesn't quite sound right... From my understanding those things take at most one or two days. But I don't know a lot about such things. I'm only going off what I had heard prior to this. *shrugs* They also told me that I would receive and e-mail telling me that it had been started. They went so far as to tell me that it may go to my spam folder.

The second interview happened last Thursday. Since that point I have been keeping an eye on my e-mail account, spam folder included. I didn't see anything. But then yesterday I received a phone call from the business I had applied to. My heart jumped. I thought it may be a job offer.

I was incorrect. They wanted to see if I had received the e-mail yet. I asked when they had sent it. Apparently they had sent it about ten minutes prior to them calling me. Of course I hadn't checked my e-mail between then and the phone call. I asked if I could place her on hold. She said that was fine. I checked my e-mail and sure as shit it was there. I got back on the phone with her and I told her that I received it. She thanked me and that was the end of the conversation.

I then opened the e-mail and it was telling me that I had to create an account and provide all of the information. I was confused because I thought that was what all of the paperwork I had signed and given them was for.

I felt a little stupid doing it, but I called them back to see if I should do that. I wanted to make sure that if I needed to do it, that I did. But I was concerned that maybe if I did do it, I would screw up their part of the process. It made sense to me at the time. Master said it makes sense too. I just hope it didn't make me sound stupid. Anyway, they told me that they believe that I should. Um. Okay?

I went ahead and did it. I created the account, entered the information (the same information I provided in person), and then submitted it.

I was honestly a little disappointed that they were just now running the background check. I was one of five people going through the second interview and they had told me that they were going to run background checks on all of them and then make a decision. I'm hoping that this doesn't mean I'm the one being the last one in line. I might be if they are going in alphabetical order by the last name. But to me, since I was the second of the five interviews that would have been done by now. I mean I know they said they were laid back and relaxed there but damn....

Master says it is still a good sign that they are doing it. I kind of feel the same way but since they had told me that they were doing it on all of the five people it doesn't really mean all that much.

This just seems backwards to me anyway. In all of my past jobs they offer you the job contingent on a background check/drug screen/etc. I've never had anyone do them first on all of the people who made it to the second interview and then decide who to hire.

Does this mean that I want the job any less? Hell no! I really, really want this job.

But now I am super gluing my cell phone to my side. This way I can't miss a phone call from them in case they do decide to hire me on. I normally have my phone near me anyway. But if I walk outside or something I'll just leave it on the table or dresser. But now I'm taking it with me no matter what.

I know I have absolutely nothing, and I do mean nothing, to worry about in the background check. I don't have any felonies, misdemeanors, or anything along those lines. I also have not lied about any part of my job history. So really, the only possible reason I wouldn't get the job at this point is because they decided to go with someone else.

I'm hoping I hear back from them really soon. The suspense is killing me here. My anxiety levels are going up. I'm trying to keep it down but it's difficult. This is the first job I've actually wanted. I mean I'll work anywhere but it would just be for the paycheck. But this job is super close to home, pays decently, and is an office work and customer service blend. And I rock at both of those.

I figure I'll just wait for them to contact me. I know I could e-mail them and ask if a decision has been made, but since I don't know exactly how long their process is going to take given the fact that they told me between seven and fourteen days and they only started it yesterday, I don't want to seem desperate or they are turned off by it since they may take it as my "bothering" them. I've come across that in the past and honestly felt like I shot myself in the foot even though I was very professional in my inquiry and felt I had waited long enough.

October 28, 2014

It's Here!

I was starting to get impatient. A little while ago Master had lost His wedding ring. It wasn't anyone's fault. It just happened. We looked for it repeatedly but had no luck. Even after the new one was ordered we looked again. Nope. Apparently it flew off into some pocket universe. The reason why I was getting impatient is because well, Master had been walking around without a wedding ring on. It may not sound like that big of a deal, but it is important to both of us to have our wedding rings on.

I had received an e-mail from the company stating that it would be mailed between the 20th and the 21st. On the 22nd I received an e-mail stating that it had been shipped on the 21st.

It got here yesterday! I was very excited. I quickly opened the package and there it was!

Master didn't know why I was so excited because He didn't even know the mail had gotten there already.

But once He knew He smiled. I put it on His finger and gave Him a kiss. Done.

I know that some people would want a little bit more done than that. But to me putting it on His finger and getting a kiss from Him was enough. After that we went about our day like usual.

I am just very happy that it got here and there wasn't anything wrong with it. You never know. Especially when you ordered engraving to be done on it as well, which I did. Thankfully it is just like the original. He told me that He feels much better with it on. His finger felt and looked naked without it. After all, He's had it on His finger since 2007. I can only imagine how weird that would have felt. Not that I want to find out. No fucking thank you.

I'm also really happy that we resized His finger before ordering the new ring. It fits perfectly.

October 26, 2014


Halloween just doesn't feel the same this year. Master and I were talking about it a little bit today. Every year for the better part of a decade my father has asked us to help him decorate for his "haunted house". This year he hasn't asked for our help once. We have even gone over there and commented and he hasn't said anything about it. Apparently this bitch that is living with him is enough help. Normally we also go shopping for Halloween decorations with him. Again, not this year.

It's not just that though. There aren't any good horror movies on DVD in our local stores. (Minus the Trick 'R Treat movie we picked up a little while ago.) Master and I have been looking and nope. Nothing. We went looking again today and we either already had them, they weren't worth the price tag, or we had they sucked. The only thing we did find is 1408. We both really enjoy that movie although I don't think I would necessarily call it a horror movie.

Okay, so yes it is a horror movie but not one of those "Halloweenish" type horror movies. Master and I have been looking for Halloween II. Not the original. The remake by Rob Zombie. We have the first one but cannot seem to find the second one anywhere. Oh well. We'll probably break down and buy it online even though I hate buying movies that way.

I think another reason it doesn't really feel like Halloween is because not a lot of people are decorating. You drive through town and you see a couple of places here and there. And normally it's just a few small things.

Yesterday Master and I did do something that neither of us have done in years. We carved pumpkins. *smiles* Just for ourselves.

We were bored. There were pumpkins available. We had sharp objects.

Master was picking on me because I was using a spoon the clean out the inside of mine. I hate grabbing huge gobs of pumpkin guts. I mean I ended up having to anyway eventually but I was able to get most of it done with the spoon. And yes, Master ended up helping me clean out mine anyway.

His is a cyclops and mine is just this weird screaming pumpkin. I love it though. I even took pictures of them. I also got a picture of Master holding His pumpkin. It's awesome.

That cheered me up a bit honestly.

I'm hoping that as it gets closer it will feel more like Halloween. It's my favorite holiday and this year it is falling a little flat. We'll make the best of it though.

October 24, 2014


A few days ago Master had hurt His ribs. They aren't broken or anything, but they are bruised. Since then they have been causing Him pain, which is to be expected. Last night I was horny but I figured that due to His ribs He would want to just sleep. So I asked Him if I should just take my pills. He said yes. I took my pills and we went to bed. He had on a pair on boxer briefs and I had on a cotton nightie type thing. We curled up and I tried to get as close to Him as possible. We were both laying on our sides with His chest against my back. Like I said, I was horny. And even though I figured we wouldn't be fucking because we had literally just laid down to go to sleep, I at least wanted to feel His crotch pressed up against me. That may sound a little weird, but that's what I wanted.

I cuddled up and pressed my ass against His crotch. He made a little noise but then He readjusted His upper body which moved Him a little away from me. I moved back again. This time I felt His cock throb a little bit. I quietly moaned a little bit but then tried to continue to lay still. I readjusted my hips a little bit and as a result my ass pressed further against His cock, causing it to throb again.

He chuckled and asked if I was trying to tell Him something. I smirked in the dark and said, "Sorry Master."

I knew that originally He wanted to sleep so I was trying to behave myself but it wasn't easy.

In response He slipped His arm up under mine and moved the strap of my nightie so He could cup my breast in His hand. I honestly thought that He wanted to fall asleep like that. It felt really, really good. He wasn't squeezing or playing with it or anything. It was simply resting in His hand. I greatly enjoyed that sensation.

I felt my pussy lips becoming fuller and warmer but I was still trying to lay still thinking that He still wanted to sleep due to His ribs hurting.

I was wrong.

As we continued to lay there in silence I felt His cock throb more and more. Neither of us were moving. We were simply laying there with my breast cupped in His hand and my ass pressed against His crotch. Next thing I know He's tossing the blankets off of Himself and sitting up to take His boxer briefs off. I remained exactly where I was.

As soon as that was done He laid back down just as we had been, but His boxer briefs were off and my nightie was hiked up and the straps on my nightie were completely down. He cupped my breast in His hand again and started biting and chewing on my neck. I couldn't stop moaning, it felt that damn good.

He slipped His hand in between us and guided His cock inside me. He started off slow at first while still gnawing on my neck and upper shoulder. But it didn't take long for Him to start fucking me hard.

The sexual positions changed quite a few times. I was on my side, then on my stomach, then on my side again but with my legs crossed. We were both talking dirty to one another. A few times while He was gripping my tits really tightly I covered His hand with mine before reaching to place my hand on the back of His neck just below His hairline and sometimes reaching to rub my hand across His upper thigh.

It was just absolute bliss. The noises both of us were making, the words that were exchanged, just... everything.

Towards the end He asked if He should rape me. I begged for it.

He flipped me back onto my stomach with my legs spread widely. His legs were hooked underneath mine, forcing them to stay open, while He pinned my upper body to the mattress with His hands. I begged for His cum and eventually He filled me with it.

Afterwards I cleaned Him up gently but for an extended period of time.

The sex had been so wet though that we both had to clean up a bit before going back to sleep. He commented on how I had actually gotten my cum on His thighs. He called me a wanton slut. I simply smiled and commented on how I hope I have bruises in the morning from Him biting me. There have been plenty of times where it hurts in the morning but there aren't any bruises.

But I am happy to say that I do have bruises today! Love them.

October 23, 2014

Part Two

I had the second interview for the job I interviewed for last week. I had received a call on Tuesday asking me to come in for the second interview. She told me that she would send me a paper application to fill out. I know it seems weird that you wouldn't fill one out until after the first interview, but I guess that they don't want all that paperwork laying around. *shrugs* Whatever works.

They sent it as a PDF file. Fine by me! However, the issue was that it took me forever to fill it out since I wanted to type it all in but since it wasn't sent in such a way that I could fill it out normally, I had to create text boxes of my own in order to fill it out. That is why it took forever. It was also a consent form for them to run a background check.

But I filled it out and electronically signed it. I responded to the e-mail with the completed document attached to it and let them know that I would bring in a hand signed copy on Thursday. I just wanted them to have it as soon as possible so they could read it and just wait on my signature for the background check.

I was nervous all day waiting to leave. It wasn't until 3pm. So all day I was getting more and more anxious. I hate waiting to go somewhere especially when it is something important like this. As soon as it reached 1:30pm I started pacing. Thankfully I didn't drive Master too crazy.

At 2:15pm I put on some eye liner, put on a pair of slacks, and a nice top. I headed out shortly there after. The place is so close by that I still got there 20 minutes early. I like walking into places about 15 minutes before an interview. I sat in the car for 5 minutes and walked in.

The interview started precisely at 3pm. It was with the person I had originally interviewed with as well as her personal assistant. This time the interview was 40 minutes long. It was very relaxed. They are really nice and laid back people. We were joking around a little bit and everything.

I was told that only 5 people had made it to this point. They had two today, of which I was one of them and then three tomorrow. From there they decide who then want to offer the job to but they run the background check before contacting them to offer the job. They told me that because the background check is so extensive it can take anywhere between 7 to 14 days. Basically I won't know anything for the next week at the soonest and two weeks at the latest. I did get a copy of their business card and also a pamphlet about their insurance packages. I guess they are handing that out in case it would effect anyone's decision in regards to wanting the job.

I have honestly never wanted a job as much as I want this one. I have wanted jobs before but it was mainly because of how much they were paying and that was it. But with this job I like the pay rate they are offering and I would really enjoy such a small team of people and the relaxed feel to it.

I'm going to try and not drive myself, or Master, insane until I hear from them.

October 21, 2014

Body Hair

I am so glad that Master shaves. I'm not referring to His face. I'm talking about His manscaping. He has always been clean shaven down there. Well, for as long as I've known Him anyway.

It's not only because I love the look of it, because I do. I just do not find man bush attractive. Ew. Icky. It's also because I love the feel of it. It feels so good when we are both freshly shaved and we're fucking. I don't really know how to describe it. It also makes me grateful for the fact that I don't have to worry about pubic hair when I go down on Him.

I'm also one of those odd people who doesn't really like a lot of body hair. This is why I shave every day. There are of course exceptions when I ask Master if I can skip a night but that's only ever because I have really bad dry skin or I have razor burn and I don't want to irritate it.

 I honestly never understood women who don't shave in the winter because they aren't going to wear a swimsuit/shorts/skirts. Ew. I couldn't imagine going that long without shaving. Hell, I can't imagine going more than a couple of days without shaving.

I know Master appreciates that too.

The only time He tells me not to shave is when He wants me to grow in a landing strip. When He tells me to do that I don't shave anything down there for a day or two so that I can get an outline. After that I start shaving again except for where the landing strip will be. I start off with it a lot wider than it will end up just so I don't have to worry about fucking it up so early in the process.

Eventually, as it gets longer I'll start getting it down to where I want it so that it looks nice. He doesn't have me do that a lot though. And at some point He'll get tired of it and tell me to go clean shaven again. I personally prefer being clean shaven but it's not about what I want. It's about what pleases Him.

If I could afford it I would probably just get that permanent hair removal process done. The down side is that I couldn't have it done on my legs because of my tattoos there. Apparently it would screw up the ink. At least that's what I read the last time I checked into it. But at least I could do my armpits and my pussy. Well, actually since He sometimes likes the landing strip I would probably leave that part alone and just shave that strip away when He doesn't want me to have it. From what I understand it's not a cheap process anyway. Maybe one day I'll get it done. Not having to worry about razor burn or missing a spot would be awesome.

October 19, 2014


Last night made me realize how grateful I am for being flexible. *laughs* Master has always enjoyed twisting and turning me into various positions. Some of them are easier than others. And no, it's not always easy. There have been times where my legs start to shake. Master normally eases up just a little bit when that starts to happen. And then there are times where I am loving the hell out of it but when all is sad and done and I'm able to full stretch out my body I realize how much my lower back hates me. Normally when that happens Master is kind enough to have me turn onto my stomach and put pressure on my hip line and tail bone with His hands. That helps immensely.

But last night there was no need for that, which surprised me a bit since my back has been stiff most of the week.

I started with the whole flexible thing though. Once Master was inside me and was laying on top of me I started by raising one of my legs up and resting my ankle gently on His lower back. Eventually I did the same with my other leg, basically locking His lower body in with my legs. Well, not really locking since He could have moved me or Himself without much effort at all. You get the idea though.

I guess that gave Him some ideas because after allowing me to cum a couple of times He knelt up and grabbed my ankles. He moved me into different positions while I was still on my back, eventually pushing my ankles back so that I was basically bent in half while He fucked me hard.

When He allowed me to cum the last time it seemed to roll on forever and also, towards the end, triggered His own orgasm.

*sigh* Very satisfying.

I am not looking forward to the day that I can no longer be His personal rag doll pretzel. *sad face* I'm only 31 years old and I know that eventually my body just isn't going to let me do certain things anymore and when it comes to certain things in the bedroom, such as my flexibility, I am not going to be very happy about it. Hopefully I won't have to worry about such things for quite some time.

But I guess at a certain point I'll just be glad I can still fuck. *laughs*