Busy as a....
We all got up and rolled out of bed fairly early to hit the road to do a lot of running and fun stuff on Sunday. E came along with us, which was a lot of fun. He was pretty down about his situation, so I was glad we were able to spend the day doing fun things. We left the house (finally, after a couple of attempts), and headed up to the gun show first thing. It is in one of the smaller buildings at the fairgrounds, so it wasn't going to take us long to go through all the vendors. We wandered around, and E and J laughed at a lot of the prices, drooled over a few things, and J hunted down a couple of small things. He tried to find some parts to set up the Pip Squeak (22 lr carbine rifle) with a sling mount, but didn't find the right parts and the right price. He did manage to pick up a CUTE little ammo can to hold the 22 ammo, and a bigger can to hold 9mm so that we would have enough cans for all the sizes. We picked up some larger targets for a good price, and then headed across the street to get to our appointment with the Wedding Coordinator that we were hiring. She managed to talk us into the plan that was $1000.00 more than the original one that we selected, however, I think in the long run, the potential money and sanity savings will be well worth it. Now we just have to figure out how to make sure that is paid for...
That took a little while, and when we were finished, we headed back across the street to the fair grounds for the crafts show. It was fun wandering the aisles looking at all the neat things. There were lots of things I wanted, but nothing that I had to have, so we managed to stay on the cheap for that. We were eyeing some hand made knives that a vendor had when he made some silly comment about the lemonade that I was drinking. He must have been somewhat smitten with me, because he made a smart comment about the lemonade being a lot for little me to drink. I sort of laughed, and then was highly amused when he continued on and said "these your two boyfriends?" I just laughed and didn't really respond. Which is a shame because there could have been so many awesome things I could have said! "No, this is my fiance, THAT is my boyfriend!" "Most women only wish they were so lucky!" Oh the opportunities missed! We had a lot of fun oogling at things, though, and finally headed on our way back to the house to switch vehicles and pick up the truck so that we could drive down to an outdoor store that we purchased Groupons for. $25.00 bought a $100.00 certificate, so we purchased 2 of them in the hopes to buy some chairs to sit around the fire pit. We managed to find two iron chairs that seemed like they would work, I would have rather had four, but two was all we could afford. We also grabbed a pair of hedge trimmers so that I can manage the grass bush that gets so overgrown in the back yard. For $18.00 we walked out with two iron chairs and a pair of hedge clippers. It took a bit of work to get the chairs into the back of the truck, but we managed. We headed back up the road, and I took note of which lanes J got into as he worked his way home, and my suspicion was confirmed when he took an off ramp that we were headed to a great pizza place that we don't get to stop at often. We got a pizza and stuffed ourselves for dinner. On the way home we got to talking about shooting pool after we drove past the pool hall that J used to play at, and so we decided to swing by the house, unload the chairs, and then go out again and shoot for a little while since it was pretty early. We headed over to the cue club that is near the house, and had a lot of fun with all three of us playing. E and I together couldn't really beat J, especially once he started to get warmed up. We had a blast though, and E was really impressed with how good J was, even though J was pretty rusty (for his usual game). We decided we're going to try to get out more and play when we can. The old pool hall has Saturday night $5.00 all you can play, which is a cheap date for all of us.
We finally headed home and watched a little more football and snacked since we really only ate two meals that day. E got a text from his brother that he had a bolt in his tire and attempted to plug the tire, but was having trouble, so he left to run home to help his brother get that taken care of since his brother had an interview the next day. J and I talked about it, and decided that I would sleep with E since he was not doing so well that day. I texted him and let him know that he'd have a warm bed and he got a bit worried that something happened, and I reassured him and told him to hurry up and get his ass back home. He came home, and we pretty much headed to bed at that point. We were getting ready to climb into the bed and he asked me what the change was (earlier in the day we had talked that I'd sleep with J that night), and I told him that J just changed his mind and sent me to bed with him instead. We curled up in bed together and turned out the light and he showed me a really beautiful app that takes music and puts an image of dots that react to the sound (sounds odd, but looks wicked) and so we listened to music for a little while before pulling out the list that I asked him to complete and reviewing it together. I filled in many gaps in his understanding, and made him feel a little better about certain things, and crossed a few things off the list completely since we both weren't interested in them at all. The majority of his numbers were 0, with a quite a few 1's, some 1-2's, and a very select few 2-3's, and maybe one 4. I wasn't really surprised as I think he's a little on the shy side about exploring things. Ask him again in a year and I fully expect to find some 5's! Or at least he'd better... geesh! I took note that he seems very interested in exploring the bondage aspects, possibly some deprivation. He's not interested in knives (so he says right now...) and he's curious about electricity I pointed out to him that I didn't have the capacity to do some of these things, but that I could make arrangements if he was interested. We talked a while more, and he teased me a bit, but was beginning to fall asleep, so he said he'd wake me up in the morning.
And wake me up he did, he teased me and messed with me and got some small orgasms out of me, but not much else. Time flew too quickly (which is the issue of playing in the morning when one has to get up and go to work!), and so he left me in a pathetic state of wanting. He promised me that he'd take care of that issue when I got home from work. I reluctantly got out of the warm bed and got ready for work, and he got dressed so he could move his jeep out of the way for me. I got to the door and realized to my horror that J had forgotten to get my truck key out of his car when we returned, and so there was no key for me to be able to drive to work. I cursed and looked at E and asked him if he could take me to work. He was happy to oblige, and waived off my grumbles of burning his gas. We climbed into his jeep and headed down the road and I still managed to walk in the door just about on time. All the way to the office I had thoughts of calling and saying I couldn't make it since I didn't have the key to my truck. I decided it wasn't worth it to waste the vacation day. I told him to text me when he got home, and headed up the stairs.
The morning zipped by, but the afternoon DRAGGED on and on. We texted and he told me that he had a surprise for me, but wouldn't say what. Eventually it was time to head out. He texted me that he was on the way and mysteriously made it just as I was walking out the door despite the fact that he shouldn't have. He was excited to show me a knife that he was working on patterned exactly after a knife that we saw at the craft show the day before. He had done a good job on it, though it needed a little more work. We stopped by Joann's to check for a few things, only checked one off the list, and then went to Home Depot to try to get the other things we were missing (a curtain rod to repair the kitchen curtain). The jokes, flirting and innuendo were flowing freely throughout the store. We got home and I walked into a CLEAN house. He vacuumed the kitchen, living room, hallway and his bedroom, unloaded the dishwasher, put away the other things, cleaned up what had been around, vacuumed the living room, and straightened up the coffee table, kitchen counter and the kitchen table. I was blown away, and humbled that he had taken the time to do all of that.
Since we had made the stops on the way home, there wasn't enough time for us to really get rowdy before we needed to take care of the horses for the evening. I grabbed a snack, we put a few things away, and then we headed out to feed the horses. They were all staying in for the night since it was supposed to be in the low 40's and raining most of the night, and they haven't yet grown their thick winter coats. We set up hay for the stalls and then started bringing everyone in. Things move fast when the horses only have to move in one direction. We were cleaning up when J got down to the barn after getting dinner prepped, and so he went up to take care of the school horses, while E and I wrapped up in the barn. We got back into the house just before J did and settled in for the evening. Dinner was a bit of a throw together because E pulled out a pack of turkey breasts and a pack of chicken quarters, so J got creative and we had soup that we canned plus he used the chicken so that he and E could have lunches and then saved the turkey for Tuesday. We settled in with dinner and watched Jeff Dunham's new halloween special, Minding the Monsters and laughed a lot. Football was on after that so we chilled out for a while more before we finally called it a night and I nudged E off to bed.
We settled in and curled up in the bed together since it was pretty chilly in the room, despite having the heater on low. He started to tease me and we bantered back and forth about whether or not he had a plan and what he planned to do, and he claimed he had no plan, though I knew he had something tucked up his sleeve. He started to rub on me and tease me that he was just going to leave me like that, but finally reached over and grabbed the vetwrap on the side table and rolled me onto my back, twisting my arm up behind me. He told me to leave it there, but I started to squirm, and he pinned my arm down, and then tried to reach under me to get my other arm, but I made him work for it. He finally tugged it out from under me, wrapped the vetwrap around once and then grabbed my other hand, and pinned it to my back in a reverse prayer position and vetwrapped my hands together. He looked rather pleased with himself when he stopped and asked me if I could get out of that. I sort of looked at him and asked if he really wanted me to. And he said, yeah, I'd like to see you do that. I shrugged, and rolled out from under the blankets, flipped my hands downward, and then scootched my arms down my body, and then pulled each leg through the loop until my hands were in front of me again. He just sat there and shook his head realizing the challenge of keeping me truly bound. He straightened his gaze and told me to put it back, so I twisted back around and wiggled until my hands were again twisted up behind my back. He gripped my arm and started wrapping the vetwrap again around my elbows to pin them together with my hands drawn up to the inside. When he was satisfied with the wrapping he pushed me over on my side and began to tease and torment me. I was dripping wet very quickly, but the compression on my arms was a little too much on my elbow, so he unbound my elbows and then reused the vetwrap and put it on my wrists to keep them a little more contained since he was right to suspect that I could pretty easily get the wrap off my hands. He rolled me onto my back, which was somewhat awkward with my hands behind my back, but he managed to slip in me, and about that time my calf cramped, but thankfully I was able to work it out without making any changes. He drove into me though we quickly decided that this position wasn't very useful since having my hands behind my back palms together put me at an awkward angle. He finally rolled us onto our side and began to work against me. He clamped his hand over my mouth and whispered that he wondered how long it would take for me to pass out. His hand stayed over my mouth long past the point that he usually removed it, and I started to pull back faintly, and he stayed with me for that extra few seconds before finally releasing so I could gasp the cool air. He let me settle my breathing briefly before he clamped his hand down again, holding me forcefully down. When he finally released he let me have a few minutes of easy breathing before he twisted around and grabbed his knife from his pants pocket, flicked it open and began to run it over my skin. He was amused to find that I hold my breath when he runs it over my upper body for fear of breathing into the knife blade. He teased me and taunted me with the knife blade, commenting on how much I must trust him to allow him to do that. I also told him that if he hurt me he'd be dead, so I wasn't too worried about it. He ran the blade up and down my body watching the chills race through me before he began to work me again and then clamped his hand over my mouth once more. He allowed me to struggle against his hand, clamping down harder as I began to fight him, telling me that it didn't matter, he wanted to see just how long I could hold my breath. He was really working hard to give me a good mind fuck, I guess having learned well from me as a teacher, and finally picking up on a number of things, and it was working! I was really charged up, and was getting frustrated that I just wasn't able to get the kind of pounding that I wanted. He checked in with me and found that my hands were a little cold and getting stiff, so he unwrapped them, and I clung to him as he settled into a rhythm. I mentioned the lack of leverage and suggested that we shift to a new position, and so he helped to roll me up on top of him. It was then that he realized just how stiff his knee had become from the position we were in. He was in pretty bad pain, which took the wind out of his sails, and so I slid off of him and lay beside him for a while. We talked softly and he asked me if it was good, and I confirmed that it was, and we kissed and brushed our hands over each other as we lay relaxing. Somehow the subject of biting came up, and I nipped at his neck, and he protested the potential for marks, so I reached out on the edge of his shoulder and bit down hard. He was a bit surprised, and complained a bit saying that someone would notice if he was not wearing much after he took a shower and walked into his room. I looked at him and laughed and slid down and bit him hard on the side where he is most sensitive and ticklish. He tensed from surprise and the sensation, and when I finally let go, and kissed him on the mouth, he commented with surprise that it had instantly turned him on again. I reached down to tease him a little more before sliding back on top of him and began riding him with everything I had. It isn't an easy position for me to be in, but I made the most of it, and he worked me as much as he could from his back. We worked against each other pounding in rhythm and the waves of orgasm began to roll over me again. That seems to be the most ideal position for me to be in to get the best orgasms with him at this point in time (he'll learn more later, I am sure), as I rocked against him I could tell he was building up to cum as well, which made me all that much more turned on, we finally came against each other and I collapsed on top of him, so in love. We finally rolled apart, and I stumbled to the bathroom before coming back to bed to curl up under the deep blankets.
I left for work this morning in my own truck, thankfully. I would have let him sleep because he drifted off after I got up, but he had to move his jeep to let me out. I left him bringing the dogs back in, and headed to work. I got a text from him about an hour before he had to be at work letting me know his boss called and just told him not to come in at all. I was am so frustrated for him and his situation. He has spent most of the day at the house, doing lord knows what in addition to repairing the curtain. He spent some time looking for jobs, and let me know that he finally got by the bank and got a hair cut. He'll be home when I get there (can't come fast enough!) and then I have to get some chores done, and try to have a conversation with H and bring up the fact that we would really like for E to move in with us, and then call mom, and get dinner organized.
Never a dull moment.
That took a little while, and when we were finished, we headed back across the street to the fair grounds for the crafts show. It was fun wandering the aisles looking at all the neat things. There were lots of things I wanted, but nothing that I had to have, so we managed to stay on the cheap for that. We were eyeing some hand made knives that a vendor had when he made some silly comment about the lemonade that I was drinking. He must have been somewhat smitten with me, because he made a smart comment about the lemonade being a lot for little me to drink. I sort of laughed, and then was highly amused when he continued on and said "these your two boyfriends?" I just laughed and didn't really respond. Which is a shame because there could have been so many awesome things I could have said! "No, this is my fiance, THAT is my boyfriend!" "Most women only wish they were so lucky!" Oh the opportunities missed! We had a lot of fun oogling at things, though, and finally headed on our way back to the house to switch vehicles and pick up the truck so that we could drive down to an outdoor store that we purchased Groupons for. $25.00 bought a $100.00 certificate, so we purchased 2 of them in the hopes to buy some chairs to sit around the fire pit. We managed to find two iron chairs that seemed like they would work, I would have rather had four, but two was all we could afford. We also grabbed a pair of hedge trimmers so that I can manage the grass bush that gets so overgrown in the back yard. For $18.00 we walked out with two iron chairs and a pair of hedge clippers. It took a bit of work to get the chairs into the back of the truck, but we managed. We headed back up the road, and I took note of which lanes J got into as he worked his way home, and my suspicion was confirmed when he took an off ramp that we were headed to a great pizza place that we don't get to stop at often. We got a pizza and stuffed ourselves for dinner. On the way home we got to talking about shooting pool after we drove past the pool hall that J used to play at, and so we decided to swing by the house, unload the chairs, and then go out again and shoot for a little while since it was pretty early. We headed over to the cue club that is near the house, and had a lot of fun with all three of us playing. E and I together couldn't really beat J, especially once he started to get warmed up. We had a blast though, and E was really impressed with how good J was, even though J was pretty rusty (for his usual game). We decided we're going to try to get out more and play when we can. The old pool hall has Saturday night $5.00 all you can play, which is a cheap date for all of us.
We finally headed home and watched a little more football and snacked since we really only ate two meals that day. E got a text from his brother that he had a bolt in his tire and attempted to plug the tire, but was having trouble, so he left to run home to help his brother get that taken care of since his brother had an interview the next day. J and I talked about it, and decided that I would sleep with E since he was not doing so well that day. I texted him and let him know that he'd have a warm bed and he got a bit worried that something happened, and I reassured him and told him to hurry up and get his ass back home. He came home, and we pretty much headed to bed at that point. We were getting ready to climb into the bed and he asked me what the change was (earlier in the day we had talked that I'd sleep with J that night), and I told him that J just changed his mind and sent me to bed with him instead. We curled up in bed together and turned out the light and he showed me a really beautiful app that takes music and puts an image of dots that react to the sound (sounds odd, but looks wicked) and so we listened to music for a little while before pulling out the list that I asked him to complete and reviewing it together. I filled in many gaps in his understanding, and made him feel a little better about certain things, and crossed a few things off the list completely since we both weren't interested in them at all. The majority of his numbers were 0, with a quite a few 1's, some 1-2's, and a very select few 2-3's, and maybe one 4. I wasn't really surprised as I think he's a little on the shy side about exploring things. Ask him again in a year and I fully expect to find some 5's! Or at least he'd better... geesh! I took note that he seems very interested in exploring the bondage aspects, possibly some deprivation. He's not interested in knives (so he says right now...) and he's curious about electricity I pointed out to him that I didn't have the capacity to do some of these things, but that I could make arrangements if he was interested. We talked a while more, and he teased me a bit, but was beginning to fall asleep, so he said he'd wake me up in the morning.
And wake me up he did, he teased me and messed with me and got some small orgasms out of me, but not much else. Time flew too quickly (which is the issue of playing in the morning when one has to get up and go to work!), and so he left me in a pathetic state of wanting. He promised me that he'd take care of that issue when I got home from work. I reluctantly got out of the warm bed and got ready for work, and he got dressed so he could move his jeep out of the way for me. I got to the door and realized to my horror that J had forgotten to get my truck key out of his car when we returned, and so there was no key for me to be able to drive to work. I cursed and looked at E and asked him if he could take me to work. He was happy to oblige, and waived off my grumbles of burning his gas. We climbed into his jeep and headed down the road and I still managed to walk in the door just about on time. All the way to the office I had thoughts of calling and saying I couldn't make it since I didn't have the key to my truck. I decided it wasn't worth it to waste the vacation day. I told him to text me when he got home, and headed up the stairs.
The morning zipped by, but the afternoon DRAGGED on and on. We texted and he told me that he had a surprise for me, but wouldn't say what. Eventually it was time to head out. He texted me that he was on the way and mysteriously made it just as I was walking out the door despite the fact that he shouldn't have. He was excited to show me a knife that he was working on patterned exactly after a knife that we saw at the craft show the day before. He had done a good job on it, though it needed a little more work. We stopped by Joann's to check for a few things, only checked one off the list, and then went to Home Depot to try to get the other things we were missing (a curtain rod to repair the kitchen curtain). The jokes, flirting and innuendo were flowing freely throughout the store. We got home and I walked into a CLEAN house. He vacuumed the kitchen, living room, hallway and his bedroom, unloaded the dishwasher, put away the other things, cleaned up what had been around, vacuumed the living room, and straightened up the coffee table, kitchen counter and the kitchen table. I was blown away, and humbled that he had taken the time to do all of that.
Since we had made the stops on the way home, there wasn't enough time for us to really get rowdy before we needed to take care of the horses for the evening. I grabbed a snack, we put a few things away, and then we headed out to feed the horses. They were all staying in for the night since it was supposed to be in the low 40's and raining most of the night, and they haven't yet grown their thick winter coats. We set up hay for the stalls and then started bringing everyone in. Things move fast when the horses only have to move in one direction. We were cleaning up when J got down to the barn after getting dinner prepped, and so he went up to take care of the school horses, while E and I wrapped up in the barn. We got back into the house just before J did and settled in for the evening. Dinner was a bit of a throw together because E pulled out a pack of turkey breasts and a pack of chicken quarters, so J got creative and we had soup that we canned plus he used the chicken so that he and E could have lunches and then saved the turkey for Tuesday. We settled in with dinner and watched Jeff Dunham's new halloween special, Minding the Monsters and laughed a lot. Football was on after that so we chilled out for a while more before we finally called it a night and I nudged E off to bed.
We settled in and curled up in the bed together since it was pretty chilly in the room, despite having the heater on low. He started to tease me and we bantered back and forth about whether or not he had a plan and what he planned to do, and he claimed he had no plan, though I knew he had something tucked up his sleeve. He started to rub on me and tease me that he was just going to leave me like that, but finally reached over and grabbed the vetwrap on the side table and rolled me onto my back, twisting my arm up behind me. He told me to leave it there, but I started to squirm, and he pinned my arm down, and then tried to reach under me to get my other arm, but I made him work for it. He finally tugged it out from under me, wrapped the vetwrap around once and then grabbed my other hand, and pinned it to my back in a reverse prayer position and vetwrapped my hands together. He looked rather pleased with himself when he stopped and asked me if I could get out of that. I sort of looked at him and asked if he really wanted me to. And he said, yeah, I'd like to see you do that. I shrugged, and rolled out from under the blankets, flipped my hands downward, and then scootched my arms down my body, and then pulled each leg through the loop until my hands were in front of me again. He just sat there and shook his head realizing the challenge of keeping me truly bound. He straightened his gaze and told me to put it back, so I twisted back around and wiggled until my hands were again twisted up behind my back. He gripped my arm and started wrapping the vetwrap again around my elbows to pin them together with my hands drawn up to the inside. When he was satisfied with the wrapping he pushed me over on my side and began to tease and torment me. I was dripping wet very quickly, but the compression on my arms was a little too much on my elbow, so he unbound my elbows and then reused the vetwrap and put it on my wrists to keep them a little more contained since he was right to suspect that I could pretty easily get the wrap off my hands. He rolled me onto my back, which was somewhat awkward with my hands behind my back, but he managed to slip in me, and about that time my calf cramped, but thankfully I was able to work it out without making any changes. He drove into me though we quickly decided that this position wasn't very useful since having my hands behind my back palms together put me at an awkward angle. He finally rolled us onto our side and began to work against me. He clamped his hand over my mouth and whispered that he wondered how long it would take for me to pass out. His hand stayed over my mouth long past the point that he usually removed it, and I started to pull back faintly, and he stayed with me for that extra few seconds before finally releasing so I could gasp the cool air. He let me settle my breathing briefly before he clamped his hand down again, holding me forcefully down. When he finally released he let me have a few minutes of easy breathing before he twisted around and grabbed his knife from his pants pocket, flicked it open and began to run it over my skin. He was amused to find that I hold my breath when he runs it over my upper body for fear of breathing into the knife blade. He teased me and taunted me with the knife blade, commenting on how much I must trust him to allow him to do that. I also told him that if he hurt me he'd be dead, so I wasn't too worried about it. He ran the blade up and down my body watching the chills race through me before he began to work me again and then clamped his hand over my mouth once more. He allowed me to struggle against his hand, clamping down harder as I began to fight him, telling me that it didn't matter, he wanted to see just how long I could hold my breath. He was really working hard to give me a good mind fuck, I guess having learned well from me as a teacher, and finally picking up on a number of things, and it was working! I was really charged up, and was getting frustrated that I just wasn't able to get the kind of pounding that I wanted. He checked in with me and found that my hands were a little cold and getting stiff, so he unwrapped them, and I clung to him as he settled into a rhythm. I mentioned the lack of leverage and suggested that we shift to a new position, and so he helped to roll me up on top of him. It was then that he realized just how stiff his knee had become from the position we were in. He was in pretty bad pain, which took the wind out of his sails, and so I slid off of him and lay beside him for a while. We talked softly and he asked me if it was good, and I confirmed that it was, and we kissed and brushed our hands over each other as we lay relaxing. Somehow the subject of biting came up, and I nipped at his neck, and he protested the potential for marks, so I reached out on the edge of his shoulder and bit down hard. He was a bit surprised, and complained a bit saying that someone would notice if he was not wearing much after he took a shower and walked into his room. I looked at him and laughed and slid down and bit him hard on the side where he is most sensitive and ticklish. He tensed from surprise and the sensation, and when I finally let go, and kissed him on the mouth, he commented with surprise that it had instantly turned him on again. I reached down to tease him a little more before sliding back on top of him and began riding him with everything I had. It isn't an easy position for me to be in, but I made the most of it, and he worked me as much as he could from his back. We worked against each other pounding in rhythm and the waves of orgasm began to roll over me again. That seems to be the most ideal position for me to be in to get the best orgasms with him at this point in time (he'll learn more later, I am sure), as I rocked against him I could tell he was building up to cum as well, which made me all that much more turned on, we finally came against each other and I collapsed on top of him, so in love. We finally rolled apart, and I stumbled to the bathroom before coming back to bed to curl up under the deep blankets.
I left for work this morning in my own truck, thankfully. I would have let him sleep because he drifted off after I got up, but he had to move his jeep to let me out. I left him bringing the dogs back in, and headed to work. I got a text from him about an hour before he had to be at work letting me know his boss called and just told him not to come in at all. I was am so frustrated for him and his situation. He has spent most of the day at the house, doing lord knows what in addition to repairing the curtain. He spent some time looking for jobs, and let me know that he finally got by the bank and got a hair cut. He'll be home when I get there (can't come fast enough!) and then I have to get some chores done, and try to have a conversation with H and bring up the fact that we would really like for E to move in with us, and then call mom, and get dinner organized.
Never a dull moment.