Date Night--The Overview

The movie was excellent. I highly recommend seeing it. There's something to be said for having seen Iron Man 1 and 2, Thor, Captain America, The Avengers, and now Iron Man 3 that the series is still incredibly interesting. Thor 2 is coming out in the fall and I can not wait. The movie preview was a wonderfully, terrible tease. Add in what Sir thinks they'll be doing with Iron Man for the future, I await anxiously to see what comes next.

I am not a movie person, at all. For me to be this interested in a movie series, it indicates how truly well done the movies are. Though there was a moment during the movie where I must have turned 6 shades of red. One of the minor characters was annoying the hell out of me. Before I realized what I was doing, I yelled, "Just turn it around!!!"  Thankfully there was only one other person in the theater besides us. Sir about died, I think with laughter. And that's why I should watch movies in a private residence, so I can yell at people for doing stupid things.

Dinner was excellent in my opinion. It was nice to catch up and talk. Work is driving Sir to exhaustion. They need to hire more people, which will hopefully be happening soon. I found out He'll be out of town the first week of June for work training. By out of town I mean He'll be getting on a plane and flying several hours away. Different time zones and all that. It's good because well it's work related. Doesn't mean I have to like Him being so damn far away. At least it's only for a week and hopefully the time will pass quickly.

Back to the movie, my ankle decided to be a pain, literally. Fighting back waves of nausea is not really the best way to enjoy a movie. I was overheating and not doing terribly well at all. But there was nothing to be done about it so I stuck it out. Sir was good in helping how He could. It started to feel like hell when I took a shower. I may have done more damage considering how much it hurt. But I stuck it out and enjoyed the movie anyway.

So that was our exciting, vanilla evening lol. We're pretty vanilla most of the time. The kinkiest it got was when Sir said, "What am I going to do with you?"  in an exasperated tone because my body doesn't work properly and I may not take the best care of it when injured. Oh Sir, there's lots to do with and to me. But I'm still up for hiking once I'm better. Get a good work out in for both of us while enjoying nature. I used to hike all the time, though I have a hard time imagining Sir in the woods. This should be interesting...or hilarious. Possibly both. :-D

His weekend is going to be incredibly busy. I'll be attending a college graduation on Sunday and going to a munch later in the day. Not too much else interesting. Maybe we'll have something good for you all next week. :)

Date Night

Sir and I are going on a date tonight. Yay! :)

We're going to dinner and a movie. There's an amazing noodle house in town, which is where we'll be getting dinner. It's so good!! Then it's a short drive to the theater to see Iron Man 3, in 3D of course.

I'm very excited! He is too, which is awesome. I'll be so happy to see Him. Hopefully work doesn't completely wear Him out today. They're good for that, ugh.

So, in preparing for this, we were texting about the details. We're both far too agreeable. I didn't care what He wanted to see. If it was Star Trek, I could live with that. It's still spending time with Him. And He was all "But I want you to enjoy the movie too."

"I don't know if I would or wouldn't like Star Trek. And I can easily watch the first movie so I'm caught up."

That's when He said we're both too agreeable. I have a reason for it...I'm submissive to Him. I'm not about to make a big deal over a movie. He's the Dom, make a decision, LOL! That's twice I've pulled that card on Him recently.

I have to say I'm impressed though. He put His foot down and said that we were going to see Iron Man 3. Furthermore, I told Sir about the noodle house and He liked the idea. When I mentioned some other restaurants in town, He stopped me instantly. No, we're going to the noodle house. I didn't argue from that point forward though. I do know the line and when not to cross it. :)

It'll be so great to see Him later. I expect lots of hugs. Being held close, safe and protected.

Thoughts Amidst the Preparations

My head is spinning.

I've spent the last day and a half preparing for Him to come over. Tomorrow's breakfast is baking in the oven. A phyllo dough-asparagus-egg-cheese loveliness. Or I hope it will be as I've never made it before. There's always eggs, bacon, and homefries if it doesn't work out. Dinner is going to be something spectacular. Rib eye, a squash dish, and roasted taters.

But we all know He's not coming over to have a candlelit dinner with me. No, my home is being cleaned and prepped for Him to do terrible, unspeakable things. And I'm left with this feeling of: "Omg, am I really going to do this???"

The answer is definitely a YES! But it's becoming all the more real with every passing hour.

The kitchen is the only room left looking like a mini-disaster. It's in the stages of clean-up. One of those "clean as I go" situations as I have to prep and cook dinner still. Besides that, I need to get myself ready. A nice bath to relax and shave. A quick shower after for practical cleansing.

I have to time dinner so it's ready by 7 so it can stay warm in the oven. After that, it's a rope tie of parts of me, make sure everything else is in place. Then the true waiting will begin.

It is lunch time. I should eat something somewhat hardy as who knows when I'll be eating tonight. Probably after I've been fucked a few times, heh.

I'm doing mental checklists as well as consulting my written list. I have some minor things to do left, like make sure all the toys are clean and in an accessible place. Put new batteries in the vibrators. Little things that I can't forget about.

Heh, I'm rambling to distract myself from the fact that I have no way to mentally and emotionally prepare for tonight. I've tried and there's nothing I can do. All I can see is Sir's evil grin. He gave me more than a few before bed last night. All throughout my house there are little signs of what awaits me.

He's going to make me watch, several times over. He even mentioned recording videos as things are happening for me to watch later during the scene.

I know exactly why I'm nervous. Not because of anything He plans on doing. There's healthy nervousness there and that adds to the thrill. No, this internal freaking out is because it won't matter that He's pretending to be a stranger. I will only be able to fight back for so long. Then the inner whore will appear. He'll see firsthand just how big of a slut I truly am.

That is both incredibly hot and frightening.

Vulnerable and Happy

In a week's time, Sir and I will have known each other for 6 months. We agree that it's too long and short of a time frame. So much has happened, almost too much. Yet, it feels like it's just a drop in the water. There's still much yet to happen and discover.

Tentatively, we want to do something together next Tuesday. Just us, celebrating 6 months of incredible friendship and bonding. And a toast to many more months and years ahead of us. We'll have to plan something before then.

July 15th is never going to look the same again. :)

We've changed. Grown. Explored.

I see Him tonight, even if I do have to share Him. But tomorrow, we're getting dinner first and then going to see Les Miserables. I've heard great reviews of the movie, even if it is 2 1/2 hours long. Maybe grab a coffee or a drink after the movie to discuss it. It'll depend on how we're feeling and how late it is. Hmm, it won't be quite 10pm....it's sad that I consider that "late."

*smiles softly*  He's better than I ever expected...more than I could have hoped for.

No games or secret motives...simply Us.

He reminds me of one of my uncles, which is the greatest compliment I could ever give Him. The same fire to change the world and be someone important runs in His veins. That same fierce protectiveness is there as well. Sir even shares the same levels of gentleness and care.

Even though I doubt it'll happen, I would love for the two of them to meet. The energy of two such incredible men in one room would be breath-taking to watch. I also wouldn't mind my uncle's advice in regards to Sir as he's the one man I have always trusted.

I know it makes Him a little uncomfortable that I can discuss Him so often and freely. Partially because of the public nature of the blog...but I think mainly, it touches Him in a place that He wasn't ready to expose again. He may have more issues with being vulnerable than I do...poor man.

But I'll say this: It's good for Him.

He's happier. I know because He smiles more. Genuine smiles that shine from deep within.

Yeah, I'm looking forward to what the next 6 months will bring...

Trust, Blow Jobs, & Waiting Patiently

We talked for hours last night. So much that I completely distracted Him from cleaning. My bad!

Each of us shared the internal feelings and struggle within. He hasn't dated anyone in two years. He took a break from all of it.

Of course He wonders how much of the attraction is based on loneliness and availability. There is a little from that.

I felt the same way. If that, because he was local and intriguing, I was trying to pursue someone I shouldn't.

The truth is there is something very real and genuine between us. We want to let that part grow and nurture it properly.

We spoke about oral sex. It all began with me saying: "I'm a sucker for you and your evil ways."

He made a joke about not literally...

We spoke about the boundaries that would shift. He might become more possessive of me, if we crossed that line. I left it up to Him.

Very submissive of me, I know. But I respect His boundaries and trust Him to make the right decision.

I'm going to dinner at His place over the weekend. Maybe watch a movie. Get all close and snuggly. Get my hair pulled. Yum!

We also agreed to take this very slowly. Ultra slow, if necessary. I'm in no rush. He wants me and some part of Him wants to throw caution to the wind.

He's too levelheaded though. I'm too content with the slow paced development.

Right now, it's still friends with benefits. Mainly friends.

He has just as much emotional baggage as I do. There's an incredible level of trust and safety with each other.

It's something we can help each other with, as we become closer.

I'm still not convinced I'm the type of woman He wants and needs.

Until He tells me otherwise, I have no intention of putting my heart on the line or wanting for more than what exists now.

In Wishes and Coffee

I've only known him since July. It seems like we talk every day or near about that. It's easy to lose hours in our conversations.

We see each other at local events. Have even done the dinner and coffee thing. I'll be seeing him later this evening.

I'm nervous, excited, worried...petrified. Not of him but of my own reactions. We're mixing things up tonight, for us. Testing each other's strengths and weaknesses.

I want him to be stronger.

Please be stronger. I am a woman with a weakness, in a man with a devious smile, a strong laugh, and a brilliant mind.

He's not the first with the potential to completely overpower me, in every sense. I think he'd be the first to have the courage to try and the skills to do it right.

Ah, if only our paths had met at a different point in time...though technically we had. We were different people then. It truly would have crashed and burned between us. Then we were presented a second chance, once our lives were in better places.

Yet still the timing isn't right.

So I will meet with him this evening. Share a lot of laughs. He'll give me looks that will melt me to my core  and stop my breath. It'll be intense, sexually charged, and controlled. He'll push my buttons and I'll have to resist him at every turn.

All because I asked. Because we need to know if I can. What it'll mean if I can't.

I'm not the only one falling...