So Good. So Rare.

“I’m coming home at noon. I have a big break during the day and I don’t have to be back at work until five.”

“Really? What are we going to do with all that time?”

Long pause

“Just be ready.”

“Hey, kids, Daddy has a big break this afternoon and he and I have some work to do. He’s going to eat lunch as soon as he gets in the door and then he and I are going to go up into our room and work. We do not want to be disturbed. You guys can watch any movie you want.”

An hour later

“How’s my girl?”

Long, deep, passionate kiss

“I’m good, Sir. I’m so excited you’re here right now.”

“Let’s see how excited you are. Take your clothes off and kneel on the bed.”

“Good girl. Now get on all fours. I want to inspect you.”

Pinch. Smack, smack, smack, smack. Pinch, pinch, pinch, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, bite, bite, bite, smack, smack, really hard bite.

“Scoot back to the edge, ass in the air, and rest your face on the bed. You’re not allowed to move.”

Mmmmmm

“That’s a beautiful site and it’s all mine.”

Yes, all yours, always

 

Our New Puppy

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This is a photo of Emi with her sister. If we could have adopted her we would have.

Meet our new puppy, Emi. Emi is Japanese for beautiful blessing. She is a German Shepherd/Australian Shepherd mix and just turned eight weeks. She is a sweetheart and is so smart. Her combination makes her loyal, brave, protective, smart and super sweet. We are so in Iove with her.

It’s been five years since we had a dog and we’ve missed having one.

Tonight, Tonight

I see the rope
I smell the leather
I can feel the sting of the crop
I hear the charged and rhythmic music
People writhing, moaning, and hanging
Collars, cuffs, and leashes
Stilettos and corsets
Gloves and masks
This is not a dream
I open my eyes and smile
I bite my lip and smile wider, thinking of tonight

Tonight, tonight, won’t be just any night
Anita’s gonna get her kicks tonight

Put The Dress On, Take It Off

The door opens unexpectedly. He’s home over an hour early. I wasn’t ready. I’m taken completely by surprise and I get flustered and confused. Why didn’t he call or text?

I run into the kitchen to get his dinner plated and served like I had been in there all along. I’m not in the dress he told me to be wearing. I’m just in a t-shirt and cutoffs, no bra, no panties, bare feet, hair a little messy, no makeup. I turn to greet him and he’s right there behind me. He kisses me lightly on my lips and puts his things down on the island and then sits at the table. He’s hungry. I put his plate on the table and stand next to him waiting for direction. He begins to eat so I sit. We chit chat. He’s just about finished and he tells me to go upstairs and put the dress on.

I dart up the stairs and I do a quick wash up, I brush out my hair. I slip the dress on without bra and panties. It’s form fitted and elegant. A light moss green with a light sheen and Asian inspired floral embroidery. A definite three season dress. V-neck, but not plunging, sleeveless. It shows off my curves perfectly. It’s the perfect dress for so many occasions and can easily go from day to evening.

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I cannot get the zipper up past mid-back and the top hangs off my shoulders. I have to hold it up to keep it from slipping off.

I sit on the bed and wait. Do I kneel? He hasn’t told me to kneel. I wait some more. And a little more. I stretch out across the width of the bed and grab my Kindle to read. A few minutes later he casually walks in. He asks what I’m reading. I tell him and he asks me to read it to him as he sits on the edge of the bed next to my feet. He runs a finger lightly up the inside of my right leg. I squirm. He gets off the bed, grabs my ankles and pulls me across the bed toward him. I squeal.

“Stand up.” I stand.
“Turn around and face me.” I turn.
“Let go of the dress.” I let go.
“Kiss me.” I kiss him.

Before I know it he spins me around, puts his hand on the back of my neck and shoves my face and torso down on the bed. He holds me down with one hand and with his other hand he pulls my dress up to my waist exposing my bare ass.

“Push your ass in the air.” I lift it high.
“Good girl.” Mmmmmm.

He begins to spank me, caress me, probe me, pinch me. I float. Time stands still.

“Stand up.” I stand.
“Take it off.” I shimmy it down my hips and let it fall to the floor.
“Nice dress.” Uh huh.

The Invitation

We’ve played around, laughed and teased. Our chemistry is obvious. I know we both want it, but I must say it emphatically for you to feel welcome. I’m saying it now…I want you…and I’m sending it into the universe. I just can’t fight this feeling anymore.

Too many years I’ve waited for this day to come. It only lived in my imagination and I honestly never thought it was something I was allowed to have. I’ve changed and you know that. I’m more ready than I’ve ever been. Surely you can see that?

Here’s my formal invitation:

 

The presence of your company is requested.

Come on in and take a seat.

Relax and unwind.

Get comfortable and enjoy what I have to offer as I savor all that you are so very capable of giving (so I’ve heard).

This will be a lot of fun and just think of the juicy possibilities.

I’m ready, willing, and able to take you on.

I know we’re going to get along.

Won’t you consider me?

RSVP ASAP

 

Film and Erotica and Me…Oh My!

I am thrilled to let you know that the lovely, talented, and oh-so-sexy, Anna, at FrolicMe.com asked me to write an erotic short story for her steamy and HOT HOT HOT Dom/sub film, SIR, that just came out. How could I turn down such an opportunity? There was no way I would say no to having my name and writing linked with the best films EVER! Anna produces beautiful high quality erotica films that tap into your fantasies and desires. Deliciously superb.

What’s that you say? You’ve never heard of FrolicMe? Oh, my, are you in for a treat!

Thank you so very much, Anna, for letting me write for you. I’m there for you anytime you ask.

Check out these links and hold on, you will be aroused.

Sir

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I Lost My Virginity!

Let me explain. Last week, on Valentine’s Day, we celebrated our 25th anniversary. We had an amazing and long overdue weekend together, filled with lots of sex, bondage, and play, lots of laughter, and lots of love. It was just the two of us and we didn’t have to worry about bumping into anyone we knew. We stayed at a beautiful hotel in a very kinky city, ate fabulous food (crème brûlée  is such a sexy dessert), shared fantasies and dreams, and simply enjoyed each other immensely.

Leading up to the weekend we had a series of breakthroughs, which we continue to explore, and all I can say is that opening up to each other in the way that we have has made all the difference in the world. I’ll tell you this, in the past I thought we had experienced breakthroughs, but you really know you’ve had one when it has the power to transform you in the blink of an eye. It was an instant, and dare I say, miraculous metamorphosis. Everything we had been doing and feeling up until now prepared us for this transfiguration. It has been an exotic, erotic, esoteric, and a truly euphoric couple of weeks. Right now I am especially proud of how I made such good use of the letter “E”.

Now, about that virginity – I am no longer a strip club virgin! On the evening of our anniversary we went to a very upscale Gentlemen’s Club and I enjoyed it with a big fat smile on my face and very wet panties, well not really because I wasn’t wearing any panties. I wore a slinky low cut red dress that showed off my endowment quite nicely (a good push up bra makes all the difference), a pair of corset-laced fishnet stockings, a sexy waist cincher garter belt, and a gorgeous pair of peep-toe, black patent leather stiletto shoe-booties. I totally rocked that ensemble.
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No VIP room this time around, but we have plans (big plans) for the very near future at what we’ve heard is an especially sexy club where we live.

I always thought I didn’t want to go to a strip club and for a long time it was a hard limit for me. This is a classic example of when a hard limit may not actually be a hard limit. You see, I had a fear that he would think less of me if I wanted to go. He never wanted to pressure me, so even though I said I would go if he wanted me to, he would always say no. His thinking was that I was only saying yes for him, and even though there’s nothing inherently wrong with that, he wanted to know for a fact that it was something I desired. Part of the breakthrough was knocking down those kinds of walls.

Just this morning we talked about willful submission and what that means to him. He’s not the kind of Dom that will use force to break me. He wants me to give myself over in every way because that is my true desire…and it is. Don’t get me wrong, he will push my limits, but his philosophy is that if he has to hem and haw to get me to submit then we have a serious problem. He’s been patient, and even when it looked like we weren’t moving forward, we were indeed moving rapidly. Oh yes, he had a plan all along, and he was going to do it his way because no one knows me better and knows exactly what I need to grow.

We stand before each other today as husband and wife, Dominant and submissive, Lovers, Best Friends, and Partners in all manner of soon-to-be-fulfilled erotic fantasies. Oh, if you only knew! 2014 is shaping up to be one damn fine year!

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