My cup runneth over.......

It was a really full weekend... and my god i feel as though "my cup runneth over" today.

i had two big whoopings ... one on Saturday and one on Sunday - both in the morning !! Two days of vanilla stuff.. but two big whoopings squished in between ... and it was amazing .. that almost never happens !!!

i didn't fly.. didn't visit with my fairies.. but that's ok... i didn't feel neglected .. for lack of a better term.. i didn't feel like a vanilla house wife... i didn't feel completely like a "mom" and "granny" i actually felt like a sub .. with a Sir.. in those vanilla times.

AND yesterday - when we got home from youngest daughter's house.. from eldest grandson's 8th birthday (he's 8 already??!!) It was dinner time.. and i was busy cooking away in the kitchen.... It was that time of day when the sun is setting.. the lights are on in the house - but the blinds haven't been drawn yet........ the time of day when the neighbours can see in.......

and Sir came in the kitchen.. i was bending over picking something up off the floor.. and He slapped my ass - and i jumped up .. laughing and yiping "ouch that hurts !!" Sir then decided to show me what "hurt" really means and pinched the soft delicate skin just inside my ass crack........ know the spot i mean??

And before i could blink my eyes.. Sir had me bent over the kitchen counter.. ass sticking out.. fucking me for all i was worth... and i was so horny (seems Saturday's fuck session had 'primed the pump' as i like to say - and i was SO ready for it) and Sir is fucking me and i am thrusting backwards.. and moaning and everything that goes into a good fast fucking...and begging for permission to cum.. and it was granted ......... and OH MY GOD .. what a mess i made all over the kitchen floor.. from one side of the kitchen almost all the way to the other side!! (talk about squirting!!)

Sir made this comment about my neighbour going past to the garbage dump... and left the impression he had seen what had been going on..... my heart was pounding.. and my face got red.. and dear lord in heaven i LIKED the idea !! sort of.. kind of... in an embarrassing sort of way .......

Sir walked back to me (having looked out the window) and He had this wicked evil grin ........ and said something about giving him a better / second look......... and before i knew it Sir had me bent over the counter fucking me AGAIN!! do you know how long it has been since Sir fucked me twice in a row?? no i don't remember either....

Anyway.. i came - AGAIN - and it was amazing and wonderful and all that good stuff....

i managed to finish making dinner on wobbly legs....... with a big grin plastered to my face.