After the Leather Social, Cicero and I were both very tired and went straight to bed.

In the morning, he had to get up for work. I hid on the stairs while he attended his first meeting of the morning.

After showering, I snuggled next to him and gently caressed him, while he got enough work done to make the day survivable. It was kinda hot playing with him while he worked.

When he’d done enough work, he took me upstairs.

To quote “Mamma Mia”: dot dot dot

This is a public blog, so I am not going to go into details (I know that he wouldn’t mind if I did!). It was intense. Rough. Gentle. Horny. Sensual.

I gave him something that I had given no other since the last time my husband and I had sex years ago – he made me orgasm.

And the earth shook and the tears of joy came.

It seems that I need more than just a raw sex experience in order to reach climax. I enjoy raw sex, the fleeting rough and tumble, but there is an electricity in the connection of spirit.

Then more time wrapped up in each other’s bodies, before the journey home began…