Day Off

The company I work for is on a scheduled shutdown this week. It’s been shaky times at work, and everyone needs a break. Over the weekend I have been struggling to separate my mind from the office, and I desperately need to pry my thoughts away from that place.

This morning I woke up at a very workmanlike 6:30. Some things I just can’t change, I guess. Mina was already awake, and we laid in bed wordlessly. Slowly, as my brain started to function for the day, I began to find myself physically craving her. But there were a few obstacles. First among them was the fact that she had not yet conceded that she was not going to go back to sleep.

But also weighing heavily was our conversation as went to sleep the night before. We had been talking about the fading of the D/s dynamic from our lives. One of the bigger challenges for me now was learning, again, how to approach her for sex. Once upon a time, I was quite good at the romance thing, and even the seduction part, too. But those skills had atrophied in an environment of receive-on-demand. Further, Mina herself was also in a place where suddenly I was wanting different things of her than I had in the past. We are having to re-discover basic romance.

This morning I decided to take a stab at it. Truthfully, it was not my best work, but Mina is generally a good sport. I recall mentioning that I had once been able to make her moan without going between her legs. Smooth, right? Well, we were both naked in bed, so I figured it was worth a shot. She didn’t laugh at me, so it was probably good enough.

I spent a lot of time with her neck, and her head, running my fingers on her sensitive scalp, kissing behind her ears and along her neck. I think she liked the scalp massage the best, but I could also see a smile on her face as I started to drift lower. She was still ticklish on the front of her hips, so I was careful to kiss softly as my lips approached her sex. I let my flat tongue lick on either side of her slit, which was greeted with grateful moans as her body slowly opened up to me. I let the flat of my tongue slowly spill into her blossoming flesh, careful not to assualt her sensitive clit too directly. Like that, I softly licked at her for several minutes, tasting her surging arousal. As she began to start rolling her hips, engaging in the pleasure, I found my own body decidedly unready for her. I paused, breathing on her open flesh. I decided to resume my attentions with more purpose. Her moans changed from soft approval to sharper cries. I matched the pace of her breath, giving her more and more attention until the pleasure rose like the tide, spilling over, and driving her to hypersensitivity.

With a satisfied smile, I slid back up next to her, and held her limp body, bringing the blankets back with me to cover her as she lay contentedly. After a time, her moved to my body, slowly carressing until she found the object of her desire, which surged in attention at her touch. She toyed with me a bit longer until I rolled on to top of her. I slowly took her with a series of lengthening strokes, spreading her wetness on me. As I finally sank fully into her, I nearly came in the simple delight of being wrapped up in my fiancé, her arms, legs, and more pulling me in. The sex was slow and methodical, as I tried to hold my orgasm off in hopes of enjoying her longer, but I was far too sensitive for that. I heard her contented giggle as she felt me pulse inside her. Her hands then tugged at my back, willing me to continue. Soon her moans reached a soft, rich crescendo, and we lay together, sharing our bodies.

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Later, we went to Hollywood and Highland, and tried not to get caught in the mob of mourning Michael Jackson fans wanting to pay their respects to his star. After a brief stop to see the hands in the cement at Graumann’s Chinese Theater, we ate and went to Lucky Strike for some bowling. Neither one of us had been bowling for a while, but after she opened with a 9/-9/-9/ on the first three frames it dawned on me to ask what she had scored last time. In the end, she would slam the door, winning all three games. At least I can claim to be in good company, as President Obama is an equally dreadful bowler.

As we left, at about 6PM, it finally dawned on me for the first time to check my work email. I smiled, that I had finally been able to spend so long in a day without thinking of my job. It’s been a wonderful first day off, and a lot of reminders about the things that make me happy to be with Mina.