Perfect & Relaxing

Master and I had a wonderful day today. It's not like we did anything really romantic or anything like that. But there was just something about today that made it seem... perfect in an odd way. I'm sure that as I describe our day most people will read it and go... Really? Perfect? And yes, it seemed that way.

Lately our weekends have been one of two things. One being just sitting around the apartment and basically doing a whole lot of nothing. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that. And we've both enjoyed it. But it's been quite some time since we actually went out and did anything aside from basic errands. The other being family stuff. Again, nothing wrong with that and I've enjoyed it a lot. But it's just the fact that it's been either one or the other with nothing in between for so long. We were overdue for just a day of doing random shit and just being out and about with one another without doing a specific errand.

We were both up and about earlier than we usually are on a Saturday. And while we were waking up Master asked me what I wanted to do. I suggested that we just go bumming around. He was cool with that. So after a little while we headed out.

We had been talking about possibly replacing a rug in the living room, so we went to a local store. Now, rather than doing what we normally do we actually just kind of walked around and browsed. We are the kind of people that if we go into a store we are there for specific things and we get those and get out. We don't look around.

We didn't find a rug we liked, but we did pick up some random stuff. We bought three DVDs and one of them is the director's cut of The Exorcist! *happy dance*

We had walked by some really kick ass men's t-shirts and I pointed out one to Master. He ended up finding two that He really liked and that were in His size. But, while we were in that section I found two shirts that I wanted. Yes, they are men's shirts. But they had some really kick ass designs on them and they had them in mediums. I was going to pass on it but Master told me to go ahead and get them. I was going to pass well, because they are guy shirts. But He pointed out that I wear His shirts all the time. True enough there. So we both got some really kick ass t-shirts today.

After we checked out we decided to go to a pet store down the street to see if they had a dog backpack. They had them.. and the kind we were looking for.. but there was no way we were going to pay what they were charging for them. No way in hell. So we passed on that. We did browse again but didn't find anything. We did get to see a very beautiful parrot though that immediately said hello to us when we walked past. He was adorable. Too bad we don't have $1,700 to buy him and then whatever a good cage would cost.

We came home after that and sat out on our porch with the mutt for about a half hour. It was getting close to dinner time so we tried to figure out what we wanted to eat. That's when we said fuck it and headed out to Applebee's. It's been an extremely long time since we went to a sit down restaurant as just the two of us. When we go out to eat it's normally with one or more people from His side of the family. It's just easier to get everyone together since we are all kind of scattered in three different counties. And when it's just the two of us it's just easier to either eat at home or get something delivered or go through drive-thru.

Dinner was so nice. The food was awesome, the service was amazing and we just had a really good time. After dinner we just came home and have been relaxing ever since. Later on tonight we plan on watching that porno we picked up yesterday. I'm a very, very happy girl today.

My Weekend

This weekend was absolutely wonderful. I have been relaxed all weekend long. *happy sigh* Like I had said, I was going to go into work yesterday but had decided against it. And apparently it was a good thing I did. From what I heard, cars were sitting in traffic so long that they overheated to the point that they had to be towed out. Holy hell. Four hours worth of bumper to bumper traffic both ways. Yeah, I'm glad I didn't go.

So I got to sleep in. In fact, the dog didn't wake me up until 9am, which is really late for him. I stayed up after I took him out. Master got up around 11am. We relaxed in the living room for a little while before He was about to got take His shower. He stood in front of me, naked, to give me a half hug like He normally does before He goes to take a shower on the weekend.

I was sitting on the couch and like usually He got up, stood in front of me with His thigh to me. I rested my head on His thigh and He wrapped His arm around me. I held on a little longer than usual as I had wrapped my arms around His leg. He chuckled and told me to let go. Instead I let go of His leg and started stroking His cock. He chuckled again and told me to either let go so He could go take His shower or to get my tail to the bedroom so we could fuck. Guess which one I chose?

Yeah. No brainer there.

It was a quickie, but I love those. Sometimes that wham, bam, thank you ma'am is hotter than fucking for an hour and a half, ya know? After that He took His shower and I ran down to the gas station.

We had about another hour to kill before we headed down to His brother's. It was our first time going to a family member's house on His dad's side of the family. It's been a slow build up over the past 2 ½ years.

We got there about a half hour early, but they didn't seem to mind. A lot happened so I won't go into every detail but it was a lot of fun and it was so relaxed. There was no tension. We felt at home immediately. And they seemed to be totally comfortable with us there. Master had a beer with His brother while I spent time with His brother's wife. We all played outside with His niece and nephew and His two younger sisters. We sat around and talked with His dad, His eldest sister and all of the other adults. It was great!

We stayed a lot later than I thought we would. We got there around 2:30pm and didn't leave until almost 7:30pm. And I think we would have stayed later had it been up to Master and His brother, but the kids needed to be put to bed and my brother-in-law's wife is 36 weeks pregnant so she was more than wore out. So I gently suggested that we head home.

I had a lot of fun. And I know that Master did too.

Today has been spent doing nothing. I left the apartment once. Other than that we've just lazed about the living room. I've been kind of frisky today though. We fucked earlier today and I have been coping feels here and there and He's done the same.

It's a little sad that it's almost 8pm already. I don't want this weekend to end.

My Wednesday

Today started off as any other work day has gone lately. I woke up before my alarm for some fucked up reason. I seem to be doing that a lot. Then the work day went how it did. Busy as fuck and just not enough time to get stuff done. And since there is an overtime restriction there isn't much I could do about it. The end of the work day really sucked though.

I think I scratched my eye. Like, the eye itself. It burns like a mother fucker and when I first realized it, it hurt to even look at the monitor, which is not a good thing since I stare at one for 8+ hours a day. Thankfully it was towards the end of the work day and I just kept going and wiping my eye every now and then because it was watering so badly.

It's not as bad now. Not anywhere near as bad.

After I dropped off the passenger in the carpool I came home and parked in front of our apartment complex and called Master. He came out and I drove us down to the game store. We still had in-store credit left from the trade in we did and it was enough to get two more games! They are older titles of course, but hey. Whatever.

When we got back home I got a hold of my dad. We'll be going down to visit him on Friday. He leaves on Saturday to go pick up his car. I guess he won't be back until Monday. I can't wait to see it.

Once I got off the phone Master and I decided to just go outside and chill on our porch. It's finally nice enough to do that, so we might as well take advantage of it. We sat out for about an hour and a half and now I'm knocking out my post and then taking my shower so I can just relax the rest of the night. Master told me that He will work on my back after the animals are taken care of for the night. I can't wait! Damn fibromyalgia.

Let The Fighting Begin!

The weather has been up and down lately. It's either really nice out or it's somewhat chilly out. Today it is chilly outside. We didn't want to do a lot today, so we mainly just relaxed. Eventually though Master decided He wanted to trade a couple of His video games in and so we headed out shortly there after.

Master has been making comments recently that He never sees me in heels when we leave the apartment anymore. Granted, the main reason we leave the apartment these days is to either go visit someone or to do a few errands. As a result I just found it easier to toss on a pair of sneakers and leave. But He's right. I haven't worn heels when we go out in a long time. So when I got dressed today I wore my jeans, a top, my jean jacket and my heeled boots. I had gotten dressed in the bedroom while Master was in the living room. He of course immediately noticed that I was in heels.

He kind of chuckled and said, "Feeling tall today babe?" That would be a short joke ladies and gentlemen. He is 6'4" and I'm 5'1". So yeah, there is just a tiny bit of a difference there. He calls me short, I call Him a sasquatch, it's all good.

But I simply said that I knew He wanted me to wear heels more, so I did. He said thank you and smiled at me. Now granted He could just order me to wear heels but He likes me to take the initiative when I know damn well that He likes me in heels.

Like I said, we were just making two stops but it made Him happy that I was in heels so I was happy to do so. Thankfully they were boots since it would be too cold out for regular heels. Unless the heels are boots, all my heels are open toe. I hate the standard heel. I don't know why, I just don't like the look of it.

So we stopped at the dollar store and picked up a few things before heading to the game store. He traded in His games and we had enough to get a fighting game we both enjoy. Since we've gotten home Master has been playing around with it. I'm sure later I'll start playing too.

I know this is a short post, but all I really can say is that it's been a really relaxing Saturday and that I have a feeling Master is going to kick my ass in that video game at some point tonight.

Long But Good Day

I got up at 6am and was at work by 7am. I was really hoping to get caught up on some things that had piled up on me. However, the vast majority of what I wanted to get done I couldn't because the website I use to get such things done was down for maintenance and there had been no announcement on that what-so-fucking-ever. That annoyed the hell out of me.

So I basically did bullshit work for five hours. All the time I missed is now made up and then some. Once I got out of work I drove down to my hometown. I visited with my grandfather for a while. I haven't seen him in quite some time. He's becoming some what of a shut in. He just wants to be with himself and his dog most of the time. The visit was both really nice, and really sad. It was great to catch up with him; but then certain things just broke my heart.

We started talking about family and he wandered over to his fireplace. On the mantle he has pictures all over the place. Some of them are older, like when my dad and uncle were little boys. This is where the sad part comes in. He started confusing the relationship from the person/people in the photograph to me. He called my nephews my sons. He called my grandmother (his wife) my aunt. He said that his son (my father) was his cousin. It was just really, really heart breaking. I didn't correct him. It felt awkward as it was and my grandfather is a very proud man. I felt it would have made it worse if I tried to correct him. When we had just been talking he got it all right. But when the photos came into it he suddenly was getting it wrong, but didn't seem confused at all. It was... uncomfortable. I don't like seeing him like this, but until they figure out what to do about his heart and possible pace maker I don't think it's going to improve. His heart is not pumping out enough blood and isn't doing it quickly enough, from what he said his doctors had told him.

Still though, it was great to see him. After that I visited my mother. She had some errands to run and she didn't have the car so she asked me to take her. I was more than happy to. We caught up a bit while I was driving us around. It was very relaxing.

After I dropped her back off I headed home. I got home around 4:30pm, so not too bad. Master and I had one errand to run when I got home. So we headed out and by the time we finally were in the door for good my shoulders were absolutely killing me. After we ate dinner Master was kind enough to work on my shoulders and now they are a bit numb and tingly feeling. I'm going to take that as a good sign. I'm surprised I haven't totally crashed yet. I didn't get a lot of sleep last night and I've been up since 6am. Hopefully I won't crash and burn later. I'm hoping to just be able to relax and go to bed because I'm ready to, rather than my body shutting down and forcing me to go lay down.

Mondays Ruin Everything

The worst part of a perfectly good weekend is knowing that Monday is just around the corner. Although last night that did not stop me from enjoying my Sunday evening. In fact, Master let me stay up late. My normal bedtime is between 11pm to 11:30pm. It depends on a few things. It depends on how I'm feeling, how tired I am and what time Master feels I should go to sleep.

Well last night Master took me into the bedroom and played with me. It was amazing. He ate me out and fingered my ass before having me suck His cock and ride Him. While I was on top He told me to dance for Him. So I raised my arms above my head, crossed them at the wrist, and rocked my hips slowly, in a belly dance type style. No, I don't know how to belly dance but honestly that's the best comparison I have. As I did this I got closer and closer to an orgasm. As a result I ended up bucking my hips as hard as I could. He commented on how it went from a lap dance to a bump and grind. He smirked as He said this. I got off hard and couldn't keep my arms up any longer. The orgasm took a lot out of me.

After a few more orgasms Master had me lay on my back. He told me that because I had been such a good girl that day I would be allowed to continue to cum at will. When I'm on top and when He is eating my pussy I am allowed to cum when I want to. Other than that He orders me to. So for Him to say that I can cum at will is a rather big reward.

He was very rough with me and I was already sore from the night before. By the time we were done I was so sensitive that when He went to scent me I whimpered and did my best to not close my legs. I achieved that goal thankfully. Master then kissed my forehead and told me that I had to go to sleep now. It was 12:30am by that point. So He tucked me in (have I mentioned how much I love that?) and said goodnight.

Then this morning had to arrive. When my alarm went off I sat up, turned it off and looked at our bedroom clock. At first I thought it said 2am. I blinked a few times and wondered why the hell I had set my alarm so early. But then my eyes focused a bit better and I sighed as I realized that it was in fact 6am. I had slept well, but I still felt like I hadn't gotten enough sleep. This may sound silly but I think part of it is because I didn't really sleep in a lot this weekend. The past two days I had been getting up at either 8am or 8:30am. Yes, that is later than 6am but on the weekends I'm not used to getting up until about 10am as long as I have no where to go. Then again Master and I normally stay up until about 3am. So yeah.

I was groggy as hell but I got out of bed and got ready for work.

Today went by so damn slowly. It sucked. I am pretty sure part of it is because next week I have a four day weekend thanks to Labor Day. So the week before a long weekend always seems to take forever.