I love food! In fact, I might go as far as to say that food is one of my love languages. At least, that’s partly how my husband won me over. He made me his delicious veggie lasagne and tuna casserole and home made BBQ. I would go over to his little bachelor pad a…
We lived on the 400 block of East Duffy Street in an old row house built in the years after the Civil War. The houses of this sticky southern city stood in rows, like colorful crooked teeth, they hid their secrets from passersby. Our house held secrets too. The afternoon rain did nothing to quell…
My husband recently allowed me to feature a photo of him on the blog for Sinful Sunday. He has found a new sort of acceptance with his body, and I have found a similar sort of acceptance lately. Not with my body necessarily, although my feelings about it are wrapped up in this as well….
CW: blood, needles. The day we officially became Dom and sub, he asked me to get my nipples pierced. The idea was so scary to me, but I still felt that telltale warmth between my thighs. I was turned on. I’m not sure if I was still riding the wave of sub frenzy I was…
I have so many wonderful female friends. It’s pretty amazing, and I know and appreciate that it is also very rare for someone my age. I have been gathering these friends for thirty years now, forming close personal bonds with girls on the playground in elementary school, meeting and keeping friends during my college years,…
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I am a romantic at heart. I love sappy movies, sweeping gestures of love, and surprises. My husband is also a romantic, although I’m not sure if he knows it or would use that word to describe himself. We’ve talked about what kind of Dom he is, and he always says he the kind that…
I really wish I could have found the time to write this post last week for the Food for Thought Friday meme, but I was busy with dates and work and all that life tends to throw at a person. I used to think intimacy was like those scenes in the movies where the girl…
This beautiful rose quartz pendant was given to me on my wedding day. I don’t wear it often because I am terrified that I am going to lose it. It looks lovely with my new green bra, and I’m confident that I can keep track of it here in the safety of my own home.
Tell me how to serve you. Show me what you want. Instruct me, guide me, mold me into your perfect slut. Make me crawl to you, begging and dripping, my eyes locked on you, my mouth open and available. As I take your cock lovingly into my mouth, let your sighs of appreciation show me…