Sunday, February 19, 2012
Weekend Pics
Pretty tame pics in the grand scheme, but this is what I'm getting teased with this weekend.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
A Quick Drink
Last night Rebecca had to go into the office to get caught up. She texted me around 10pm to say she had been invited out for a drink. I'm at the point where this is pretty normal, so I didn't get too excited by the prospect.
I replied by saying that it was up to her. She texted that she was tired, so I responded that whatever she did was fine with me, but just let me know either way so I wouldn't worry and I left it at that.
About 10 mins later, she texted "maybe a quick drink". I have to say, it got my attention when she sent that. Up until then, she had always let me twist her arm into going. This time I was feeling indifferent and had no motivation to push her.
This time it was totally her choice, and she took it. I fell asleep around 11:30, and awoke around 12:30, and she still wasn't home. I waited another 15 mins or so and finally texted her to ask if she was okay. It took her a few minutes to reply, but she finally did saying she was on her way home.
When she finally climbed into bed, I was quite turned on by her self motivation. I was going to let her sleep, since she has to be up at 5am on weekdays, but I couldn't help myself.
I crawled on top of her and kissed her. I told her that even if nothing happened with G, I was going to reclaim her. Just knowing she had been with him the last few hours gave me this need to fill her. I thrust into her, and she immediately was very wet. She whispered and asked me if I was hard while she was gone. I replied that I was, and that I really like when she goes out.
Rebecca was extremely wet, and I wanted our conversation to last, but I couldn't. I thrust as deep as I could and filled her.
She texted me today to say she wants to just be with me tonight, so I wonder what went through her mind last night. I have a feeling she's experiencing some feelings of guilt, which would be normal for her, even if nothing happened with G.
I texted that I would like a full debriefing tonight in bed, since I wasn't able to savor it last night. We'll see what that brings.
I replied by saying that it was up to her. She texted that she was tired, so I responded that whatever she did was fine with me, but just let me know either way so I wouldn't worry and I left it at that.
About 10 mins later, she texted "maybe a quick drink". I have to say, it got my attention when she sent that. Up until then, she had always let me twist her arm into going. This time I was feeling indifferent and had no motivation to push her.
This time it was totally her choice, and she took it. I fell asleep around 11:30, and awoke around 12:30, and she still wasn't home. I waited another 15 mins or so and finally texted her to ask if she was okay. It took her a few minutes to reply, but she finally did saying she was on her way home.
When she finally climbed into bed, I was quite turned on by her self motivation. I was going to let her sleep, since she has to be up at 5am on weekdays, but I couldn't help myself.
I crawled on top of her and kissed her. I told her that even if nothing happened with G, I was going to reclaim her. Just knowing she had been with him the last few hours gave me this need to fill her. I thrust into her, and she immediately was very wet. She whispered and asked me if I was hard while she was gone. I replied that I was, and that I really like when she goes out.
Rebecca was extremely wet, and I wanted our conversation to last, but I couldn't. I thrust as deep as I could and filled her.
She texted me today to say she wants to just be with me tonight, so I wonder what went through her mind last night. I have a feeling she's experiencing some feelings of guilt, which would be normal for her, even if nothing happened with G.
I texted that I would like a full debriefing tonight in bed, since I wasn't able to savor it last night. We'll see what that brings.
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Waxed and Waiting
I tweeted that Rebecca had her "appointment" yesterday to get her bikini wax. It's interesting to see that she's totally taken control of this maintenance item. When she first started, I had to push her a little to get her to go. Now she says she doesn't like the feeling of "the bush", so she has it done about once a month.
There is an optimal time for her to do it from a pain management standpoint, which just happens to coincide with the approximate start of her ovulation cycle. I'm not sure about other women, but when she's ovulating , her drive kicks up a notch or two. Couple that with the feeling of her being bare down there, and well, it becomes a real win win.
After her appointment last night, she went out for a drink with a girl friend. She didn't stay out too late, getting home about an hour after I put the kids to bed. We made lunches for the kids, then she headed up to bed herself.
Usually when Rebecca heads to bed quickly, it's because she's tired, so when she headed up last night, I took my time joining her. When I crawled in, I expected a quick kiss goodnight, but instead she kissed me deeply.
I got the hint, and kissed her back, reaching down to slide off her underwear and feel her smoothness. As usual, she had the aesthetician leave a small patch at the top, but the rest was completely bare.
We began talking as I slipped inside her, in the back of my mind hoping she had been out for drinks with someone other than her girlfriend.
I whispered to Rebecca that now she was bare, she needs to fulfill her promise to go to work commando. I pumped her, and she asked me what she should wear. I told her it would be hot if she wore a conservative suit dress, complete with her stay ups, but without her underwear. I whispered she could text me when she was in a meeting, letting me know she was sitting in the company of others, with her pussy exposed under the table.
I know her very well, so when she asked me if she could get on top, I knew she was getting closer. I rolled over and slipped inside as she lowered herself onto me.
I continued my thought process saying I would be okay with her going to lunch or drinks with G in that outfit as well. She ground her "patch" against me as I continued. Knowing she would be hesitant, I told her she could go to lunch dressed like that, and it could be our little secret, or she could give him hints that under her skirt, her pussy was exposed and freshly waxed.
I wanted to continue by telling her he might not believe her, and that he might need some proof or confirmation, but I didn't get to. Rebecca had her orgasm while rocking back and forth on me. Her smooth contractions pulled me over the edge as well, and I stopped pumping to feel our mutual rhythm.
There is an optimal time for her to do it from a pain management standpoint, which just happens to coincide with the approximate start of her ovulation cycle. I'm not sure about other women, but when she's ovulating , her drive kicks up a notch or two. Couple that with the feeling of her being bare down there, and well, it becomes a real win win.
After her appointment last night, she went out for a drink with a girl friend. She didn't stay out too late, getting home about an hour after I put the kids to bed. We made lunches for the kids, then she headed up to bed herself.
Usually when Rebecca heads to bed quickly, it's because she's tired, so when she headed up last night, I took my time joining her. When I crawled in, I expected a quick kiss goodnight, but instead she kissed me deeply.
I got the hint, and kissed her back, reaching down to slide off her underwear and feel her smoothness. As usual, she had the aesthetician leave a small patch at the top, but the rest was completely bare.
We began talking as I slipped inside her, in the back of my mind hoping she had been out for drinks with someone other than her girlfriend.
I whispered to Rebecca that now she was bare, she needs to fulfill her promise to go to work commando. I pumped her, and she asked me what she should wear. I told her it would be hot if she wore a conservative suit dress, complete with her stay ups, but without her underwear. I whispered she could text me when she was in a meeting, letting me know she was sitting in the company of others, with her pussy exposed under the table.
I know her very well, so when she asked me if she could get on top, I knew she was getting closer. I rolled over and slipped inside as she lowered herself onto me.
I continued my thought process saying I would be okay with her going to lunch or drinks with G in that outfit as well. She ground her "patch" against me as I continued. Knowing she would be hesitant, I told her she could go to lunch dressed like that, and it could be our little secret, or she could give him hints that under her skirt, her pussy was exposed and freshly waxed.
I wanted to continue by telling her he might not believe her, and that he might need some proof or confirmation, but I didn't get to. Rebecca had her orgasm while rocking back and forth on me. Her smooth contractions pulled me over the edge as well, and I stopped pumping to feel our mutual rhythm.
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