It started on Friday, which was my actual birthday. When I woke up that morning, Master was sleeping next to me and I kissed Him on His forehead and whispered that I love Him. Then I reluctantly climbed out of bed and got ready for work. When I logged onto the computer there was a message from Him waiting for me.
Morning Kitten,
Happy birthday my pet, I hope the day goes by well for you and without aggravation. See you in a little while hon happy birthday my lovely you are as beautiful now as when we first met.
Love,
Me
How fucking sweet is that? I love Him so much. I went to work, but thankfully it was for only four hours. We relaxed and joked around a bit. Master was really affectionate which I loved. He's normally a very affectionate man but He stepped it up a notch all weekend. We went out for dinner and had a great time. When we got home He massaged my shoulders for a really long time. I felt like putty afterward. That man's hands can work magic in more than one way. ;-)
Then came Saturday. Again we relaxed quite a bit, just joking around and enjoying the down time together. The only thing that put a kink in our relaxation was that my mother-in-law wanted to meet us for dinner, but she had no idea as to when. We normally eat around 5:30pm and she didn't want to meet until 7pm. So we got some snacks so my blood sugar wouldn't mess with me, and so Master would have something in His stomach as well. I did a blog post before we left ranting about my mother-in-law. But you know what? It wasn't too bad because Master and I fought back a little. We matched her attitude basically. And honestly, that was fun.
They were late, as always. So Master and I waited in line to get a table. We sat down and ordered a couple of Jack and Cokes and waited. While we were waiting for them to show up she calls my cell phone asking me what her password was to her wireless connection. See I had set it up for them, being the geek that I am, but when it came to the password I handed her the keyboard and she entered the password. I had no idea what it was, and I told her to write it down. In fact I distinctly remember watching her write it down. And that's exactly what I told her. She got a little huffy and said they would be there in 20 minutes. So about 35 minutes later they walk in. Master and I basically refused to get up. Normally we get up and hug them and say hi. But we're both getting a bite sick about them always being so damn late. So fuck it, we were comfortable and we weren't moving.
They sat down and they ordered their drinks, and then ordered an appetizer. But they didn't want to order the actual meals until the appetizer was finished, which is weird to me. So while we're waiting for the food to show up she brings up the damn wireless connection again. Now I'm trying to figure out why they needed to know it. So I started asking questions. They have the main computer and her husband also has a laptop. Well apparently they just bought an i-Pad. And she told me this after just bitching about how broke they were. So that just gave me more incentive to be lippy. I told her that I don't know her passwords, that I have enough passwords to remember between my passwords, Master's passwords, and my work passwords (which are a lot believe me) and that I would have no way of knowing what her password was. I told her that she had written it down in this little notebook with butterflies on it. She told me she couldn't find the book. So I shrugged. It's no concern of mine.
And then the subject turned to music and my mother-in-law was telling me about this Lady GaGa song she just absolutely loves. Ugh. So while she's rambling on about this damn song I cut her off and tell her I don't like that artist (I use the term lightly). She asks me why. I smile and tell her that I don't like pop music, R&B, rap, country.. basically I started listing all this shit. And her husband turns to me and asks what I do like. I tell him heavy metal, hard rock, etc. My mother-in-law says she likes hard rock too and Master and I broke out in laughter. We started telling her how Air Supply doesn't count. She was getting more and more annoyed, but she wasn't firing back. I think she was taken back by us actually talking over her (because she loves to cut us off) and telling her she doesn't know what she's talking about.
So while some people reading this may think we were being rude seeing as she took us out to dinner and gave me a gift card... you don't know my mother-in-law. And I'm glad we acted the way that we did. Master and I had a blast, that's all that mattered.
So we leave and get back home. Master had me lay on the couch and massaged my entire back while we watched Netflix. The next part may sound odd, but it's touching in my eyes. Master has a recliner. A recliner I never sit in, even when He's not home. The only time I have ever really sat in it for an extended period of time was when Master was out of town for three days on a job and I missed Him a lot. Our bed felt empty without Him in it next to me, so I slept in His recliner. As far as Netflix goes we normally watch something we both agree on, or something He wants to watch that I don't really want to. That's part of being the slave ya know. The only time I really watch something I want to that He doesn't want to watch is when He's not at home. It's just how things are. I'm not complaining mind you, I'm just simply stating a fact. But yesterday and today Master had me sit in His recliner quite a bit while He either took the computer chair or the couch. Hell He even sat on the floor a few times so we could still be close to each other. And He allowed me to watch Cake Boss. He doesn't really like the show but He knows I do because I love baking. It's really the only domestic thing about me. Plus He took the dog out all three times. He didn't have me take the pup out once. That was really nice of Him.
And when I was on the couch He sat with me, which He normally doesn't do unless we're watching porn.
Last night around 2:30am Master decided to go to bed because He wasn't feeling the greatest. He kissed my forehead and told me I could stay up as late as I wanted. Well, my insomnia had kicked in and I stayed up until 6am. No, that is not a typo. I wrote a note for Master because I knew He would get up before I did asking Him to not let me sleep in too late because I needed to be able to sleep tonight and also because I wanted as much time with Him as possible.
So this morning I am woken up to His cock pressing against my ass and His teeth grazing my shoulder. He positions me a little bit and slides His dick inside me before rolling me onto my stomach and using me. I wasn't allowed to cum, but He knows I love being used. Especially as a wake up call.
Afterward we went into the living room and woke up a bit more. Master took His shower and allowed me to relax in the living room while He did so. When He got out I put lotion on all of His tattoos like I always do on the weekends and then we went grocery shopping. Just because it's my birthday weekend doesn't mean the mundane stuff doesn't have to be done. And honestly, I like going grocery shopping with Master. Everything gets done quickly, and we are a great team no matter what we're doing.
We get home and Master put the groceries away. Again today He allowed me to watch more Cake Boss. Hell He even added the second season to the instant queue for me! And He watched some of it with me as well.
So to sum it all up Master has been spoiling the hell out of me and being very affectionate. Like I said, it may not seem like much to other people, but it meant a lot to me and I loved every minute of it. The only bad part is that I have to go back to work tomorrow.
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