A very Special Present

The lil one had a chance to go shopping for Christmas presents all by herself at her school.  3 packages were carefully brought home and hidden away until Christmas.  I was entrusted with the job of making sure two of the presents made it to my youngest daughter's house on Christmas Eve.

Christmas morning when the lil one gave her presents to her Dad and to me she watched intently while we opened them.  Remember those days when your child discovered the joy of giving -- the wanting you to LOVE what they had made/bought for you ??? That was the lil one on Christmas morning.

In my parcel was a coffee mug -- some chocolate and a plastic bobble headed green turtle. I was surprised!  I was thrilled! 

And the day moved on.

When we came home my gifts from the lil one were plunked on the kitchen table -- the cup put in the sink for washing -- the chocolate put into the Christmas candy bowl and the lil plastic bobble headed green turtle was abandoned on the table.

Some time that afternoon the lil one came to me in the living room -- carefully, lovingly cradling the lil plastic bobble headed green turtle in her hands.  She wanted to know where I wanted to put it.  I suggested she put it on the table beside my bed.... thinking I would toss it into a drawer later on .... she gingerly carried it into the bedroom and put it on the table as close to the bed as she could get it.  

When she came out she said "You'll love snuggling with it at bedtime won't you S?" I smiled and agreed -- it would be a great bedtime snuggly  (though I did remind her I had Daddy to snuggle with - grinning)

Here is bobble head -- in the place of honour beside the bed............

 


He will stay there -- after all it's the first gift from the lil one -- and a symbol of acceptance into her home -- into her life.

2018

Back a few months ago Sir Steve's parents invited us to visit them over the New Year weekend.  He didn't answer them immediately and I thought about it a lot.  One night in early December I told him that what I would really like to do New Year's Eve was order in a mess of Chinese food and binge watch Netflix and make love and play.  Sir Steve agreed we would spend our first New Year's Eve together -- alone.  (the lil one is with her mom till next Sunday) 

And that is exactly what we did......... ordered in a mess of Chinese food -- which lasted us 3 days YAY!!  so no cooking for me......... 

On New Year's Eve Sir Steve wandered off to the bedroom and I knew he was laying out some toys -- my stomach knotted and I had butterflies (it's been a long time since I had that reaction).  He came back to the living room and lifted my skirt and thrust this  ( this picture does NOT do the handle justice -- it is HUGE)

under my skirt up to my pussy.  It was bloody cold and made me squeal and jump and wiggle around.  Sir Steve just stood there holding it tight in place giving me that evil grin of his....... 

Then he had me kneel up on the sofa and bent me over the back -- flipped my dress up over my head and we played -- quirts and his flogger and his lovely knife and paddles ......... and it was amazing!!  Then we sat and watched more Netflix -- ate chocolate covered almonds and drank Grand Marnier and managed to stay awake long enough to watch the ball drop in New York City.  I even managed to send him a text message about 12:02 that said "now I am gonna take you to bed with me -- for real this year!" 

We have spent the last few days making love -- kissing and fondling and teasing -- and watching reruns of old TV shows and loving each other - though we did manage to head out to the movies yesterday afternoon and saw "The Greatest Showman".  

There couldn't be a better way to start a new year -- and that is a very good thing!!

Tuesday Jan 2017

On New Year's Day 2017 I couldn't wait to get home to text with Sir Steve again.  My mind was drowning in him -- in memories of him.

On Monday Jan 2 2017 Sir Steve suggested he take a drive to Kingston the next day and we could have a lunch date.  I agreed hesitantly (cause we had made plans for him to come for a visit on the Thursday ) BUT I told him I knew exactly what I would make -- and what dress I would wear.  He told me no underpants and that made my heart skip a beat and my stomach knot.

He arrived around noon -- and as he walked into the apartment he pushed me up against the wall and kissed me till my knees went weak.  He ran his hands down my back and over my ass -- and whispered in my ear "good girl - no underpants".

I managed to serve lunch -- I don't think I tasted it at all -- hell I don't even remember what I made.  After lunch and some snuggling and kissing - he had me kneel up on a chair and he gave me a small spanking session...... then he took my hand and led me to the bedroom.

In my head the voices were screaming at me -- 'if you do this he won't be back - you aren't supposed to fuck on the first date' and all the other messages my voices like to nag me with.......... I didn't care.  10 years ago I would have sold my soul to the devil for one night in bed with Sir Steve ........ and this was finally my chance.

We spent an amazing couple of hours in bed together...... and as the time for him to leave got closer I started stressing.  'He probably wouldn't come back on Thursday -- he got what he wanted - right?? why bother coming back?' 

Finally I squeaked out "sooooooooo will you still come for the weekend?" Sir Steve looked shocked - and asked why wouldn't he??!!!  

And he did come back on Thursday and stayed till Sunday............. 

We 'made it happen' ...... we really did!!  And as much as it has been a full year we have been together I still get weak knees when he kisses me and being in bed with him is my favourite place to be.......... 

Life is good when your dreams come true.

What a Difference a Year Makes..........

No you are not reading an old blog entry from 2017!  But Sir Steve and I were remembering last year's New Years Eve....... 

I was having dinner with Hands and CG ..... and at midnight (after multiple glasses of wine) I started texting friends to wish them "Happy New Year".  At one point I had 5 texts going -- one of them with Sir Steve (before he was MY Sir Steve) and CG was teasing me not to mix up the texts ......... ya see I was being cheeky with Sir Steve -- getting as close as I could ever get to 'sex-ting'.

It was after midnight and I typed 'well I am going to take you to bed with me now -- and you can talk to me until I fall asleep'.  That didn't happen cause the young 'uns came in from their partying and we all decided to play Cards against Humanity.  After a drunken rambling explanation of how the game worked I said good night to Sir Steve and went to play the game.

I remember as I went to bed later my dreams were full of Sir Steve .... and I couldn't wait for the following Thursday when he had promised to come to Kingston for a little holiday/visit.  How I hoped that we would 'make things happen' this year ......... little did I know.

Patience

Patience - please -- I'm renovating The Continued Journey