I knew it all along

I went back to work on Tuesday, and was figuring on working all of this week. With the schedule working out the way it has, I've had the past two days off, and I'll have this Saturday and Sunday off as well - sort of another vacation, if you will. Overall, I think I have put the past two days to very good use - although I didn't think so at the time.

Wednesday, I didn't even get dressed until about 4:30 that afternoon. I spent the day lazing around in bed, reading, watching porn, coming up with new and creative ways of using rope and breasts, masturbating. It was actually quite fun - although I did feel a bit guilty, seeing as how I wasn't really "productive". To ameliorate this feeling, I cooked myself a healthy dinner, and engaged in a little bit of painting - one of my hobbies that's sort of fallen by the wayside recently. Jay called me as he was getting read for bed, which made me positively gleeful. I also managed to come right out and say "You know what? You should come over this weekend and tie me up," which he agreed to (not that I didn't think he would, but I can still be shy about saying these things to him). He gave me a list of things to do to prepare - mostly which toys I should have ready by the time he gets here tonight. I adore when he gives me things to do like this. I am wholeheartedly participating in my own corruption.

Thursday started off much the same, with the notable exceptions of no porn, being in the shower by 2:30 (and having a lovely orgasm in there, thankyouverymuch), finishing Jay's tasks and being out of the house by 3:30. I'd had some errands that I'd been putting off for quite a while that really just needed to get done, so I packed up my car and went. While out, I seriously toyed with the idea of stopping at the local Home Depot to pick up some more rope. It's been a long time since we bought any, and given that I'd just asked Jay to come over and use it all on me, I thought it might be a good idea to have more. More is better, right? I put it off though, figuring Jay and I could both go this weekend.

After I got home, I spent some quality time shopping for kinky stuff. It's easier to do that online - no one looking over your shoulder wondering just why it is you're so damn interested in whatever it is you're interested in. Plus it's really easy to say "Oh I'll just bookmark that and buy it later", so that one does not blow one's budget. One did stretch one's budget though, in buying one's self a new waterproof vibrator. I have apparently decided that waterproof vibrators are the best thing ever (okay, definitely not ever, but up there) and that I needed a new one. In my defense, it's rather unique and inexpensive, to boot. So that gets here next week, which makes me an excited person.

QUITE independently of me, Jay too decided to go shopping, and told me about what he had found and was tempted by. Being me, I did nothing to discourage him, and in fact sent him to other pages I thought he might find of interest. Rather quickly, I was told that I should expect a box within the next week or so. I asked if I got to know what was in it, and was told no, so I reciprocated - he wouldn't get to know what was in my box. He was, as they say, all agog.

For some reason Jay likes it when I do things like buy sex toys and masturbate. Who knew?

He called me again as he was going to bed, all of his own volition, which made me a very happy, gleeful, downright giggly person again. He informed me that with all of the excitement of new toys, and coming over this weekend and shopping with me for rope on Saturday, and then getting to use the rope on me, he was going to jack off before going to bed. I let him get started, then decided to deliver the killing blow -

"By the way? I've 'borrowed' it every single day this week."

It took a moment for it to sink in, but once it did, I was rewarded with a very audible, distinct sigh - that one that's a bit more of a forceful exhalation, that usually means "ohmygodthatisunbelievablyhotandorpleasurablewhateveritisyouaredoingdon'tstop". That sigh. That one that means that I win (and I totally won last night).

I'm pretty sure I'm going to win this weekend, too - albeit in a totally different, much more, ah, restrained fashion. I can't bloody wait.