Inspired by Kayla Lord’s Masturbation Monday.
Emily knew she didn’t have anything to worry about. Adam and Jason had been friends for years and this was nothing more than their annual fishing trip. But this year she couldn’t keep her thoughts from racing. Maybe it had to do with Jason’s recent divorce. Or maybe it was the way Adam teased her before he left about crushing on his friend. Regardless of the cause, her thoughts and emotions had been all over the place since the men left two days ago.
It was Friday night and I was laying in bed playing on Instagram.
“Girl,” there was a warning in His tone.
“Yes, Daddy?” I didn’t look up, scrolling through more and more pictures of spanking and bondage and thigh highs.
How long we’d been playing was beyond any of us. Had it been 15 minutes? Three hours? None of us knew. All that I did know was that I was beyond aroused. My body was spent, exhausted, but my mind was reeling, ready for whatever came next.
As I mentioned on Sunday, this is the week of Daddy’s birthday, which means there are a little bit of extras when it comes to celebrating and indulgences. Last night was no different. It was movie night, and since I’d never seen it and HH and Lo seemed to find so much enjoyment in it, I opted for Magic Mike.
I started this for Kayla Lords’ Masturbation Monday meme, but I didn’t get it done in time. But better late than never, right?
He snuck up the stairs, wanting to surprise her with her favorite coffee and cheesecake. She’d been busting her ass studying for her dissertation, reading everything she could find on advanced literary theory.
Inspired by this week’s Masturbation Monday meme, put forth by the dedicated and lovely Kayla Lords.
He lay there, unable to sleep, his cock hard with images from the weekend flashing through his mind. He’d assumed his lust had been satisfied with all the fucking they did, but apparently not.
It was a long weekend. Family. Funeral. Friends.
Drugs and alcohol.
And M and I were up late last night, and didn’t end up fucking until after midnight.
And apparently I got off again on his hand randomly in the middle of the night.
She was leaning against the bar, half watching the game, idly playing on her phone. He’d been watching her all night–hell, all month if he’d be honest with himself. Every Sunday, Monday, and Thursday, she rolled in, ordered a 7 and 7, and pretended to watch whatever football game was on the big screen.
I have three kids. And my youngest just started Pre-K yesterday. It was a rough start for both of us. But M made it better, took me to breakfast, then golfing. By the time we were done, it was time to get my boy from school.
Happy Anniversary, Kayla!
Carrie knew she was starting to get drunk, not because the room was spinning, but by the conversation she and Beth were having. Carrie never shared much about her and Mike’s sex life, but tonight, on their third bottle of wine between the two of them, she was talking more than ever.
After being gone for just two days (I know, I know, I made it seem like we were apart forever), I finally made my way home last night. A rushed dinner was followed by story time and bedtime kisses, then the kiddos were tucked into bed and encouraged to fall asleep.
I figured this year would be the only year I would get to make her day extra special. I therefore wanted to make 34 one she’d never forget. And with her birthday Saturday and M’s on Wednesday, it seemed like the perfect weekend to celebrate.