Friday, December 26, 2014

Christmas Duet

We finally made it to bed last night after ten pm. (For us, pretty late as we have turned into these really old people that get up way too early.) Tired, cold, but really happy, we were lying spooning style, DH's front pressing along my whole back and butt area and for the longest time, we just lay there quietly, while he stroked my hip and I stroked along his arm which was under my head. I know I was processing the Day, and the Holidays, family we saw, and family that we didn't and I could feel myself being swept away by other places and people instead of actually being in the moment, present and present. 

I started to wiggle my bottom just a little at DH, his already semi-erect cock that had been nestled along my butt stirred with a jerk.

I was so relaxed lying next to Julia, and so at peace, but her wiggle was enough to get my attention.  I slid my hand down her back to the curve of her bottom, and then worked my third finger into her tight pussy.  She moaned as I carefully thrust it deeper into her pussy.  My cock swelled to its full size almost immediately, and tried to insert itself between Julia and my finger.  I gave in, and positioned my head against her wet pussy and gently pushed it into her.  She gasped as my cock parted her lips and slowly filled her canal.

"I want to put my whole cock in," I whispered as we lay on our sides.

"Oh, yes," she said.  She pushed back against me, striving to get more of my cock into her pussy.  I pushed forward, and our bodies finally made contact as my balls slapped against her clit.

"Ahh, that's it," I said.  I started rhythmically driving it into her, holding her shoulder for leverage.

"Turn over and get on your knees," I commanded.  Julia flipped over and presented me with her beautiful bottom.  Immediately, I took her pussy with my cock, and then wet my thumb with my spit, and started to gently circle her bottom hole as I slammed my cock into her.

"Oh, yeah," I said.  "Daddy wants your bottom, too."

"Yes, Daddy!"  She moaned and cried out as I worked my thumb into her impossibly tight bottom.

Minutes later, we came together as I drained myself into her.  We lay together on the bed, sated and utterly blissful, our own Christmas perfectly done.

Only to make love again this morning at 5.45 am when I woke up way too early once again. But I think there are worse things than going to bed too early too often to have sex. Happy Holidays everybody and as you can see the challenge is going pretty well.  :D


Friday, December 19, 2014


I never thought we would reach this day, although it shouldn’t be surprising to meet a goal that has taken the better part of this year to reach.  Behind the scenes of our crazy-hectic lives, I’ve been writing a story that has turned into a book that I have now submitted to a publisher.

I’m a little nervous.

It’s not that I fear rejection - I am not sure the publisher will like what I’ve written, which may be more about the publisher’s interests than my writing.  My backup plan is to publish it right here on the blog, one chapter at a time.  I would love to become a writer, but I’m also realistic - I write code for a living, not words.  I don’t have tons of time to hone my craft.  In fact, I would not be exaggerating to say I’ve written the vast bulk of my story on the train, J.K. Rowling-in-a-cafè-style, on my way to work.  Before I started riding the train, I even tried talking into my phone as I was driving.  That material hasn’t made it into my writing yet because I can’t understand the garbled text.  I’ll have to use it for drunk yelling dialog.

In January, I told Julia that this is our year.  I outlined all the things we were going to accomplish, even though it sounded silly at the time.  But lo and behold, together we HAVE accomplished nearly every single item on our list, and we’re looking forward to an even brighter 2015.  It won’t be without problems, for sure, but I’m really challenging myself to be flexible, strong, and ready: I want to be the kind of guy that can handle anything that comes our way, and lead us forward.

Happy Holidays to all of you!  I sincerely hope that your respective years are closing happily. It's gotta be better than the end of 2013, for all of us :p

Saturday, December 13, 2014

Determination after a long Week...

"Come on over my lap." He told me as we were just perfectly snuggled into bed together.

"Really? Do I have too?" I ask him, meaning it too, I was exhausted.

"Now." Was all he said and enough to get me moving right away. I lay naked across his lap, he stroked my cheeks first as if getting a feel for me first again before he started to spank me. He had the right rhythm  and intensity from the get-go.
He was quiet, I was quiet, both kind of just enjoying finally having this moment again. No young adult at home, who could walk around the house at any moment. Both children actually asleep so we wouldn't have to answer awkward slapping sound questions later on...

After a little while, the intensity of his hand finally got to me and I started squirming and soon after I started throwing up my legs. My tell all sign that its getting too much.

"Get back in position right now, lower your feet." A very stern sounding DH said without stopping the assault of spanks raining down on my ass. But I lowered my feet anyway. And he stopped.

He rubbed my bottom cheeks for a minute, probably feeling his handy work, and then started again with stronger determination. 

So today, I am walking around with a slightly still sore butt and a goofy, happy grin on my face. :D

Thursday, December 11, 2014

It's cookie time!!!

I realized tonight that we have officially entered the hot phase before Christmas with social events lining up, presents are arriving and need to be wrapped, and cookies can be baked!

I posted this cookie recipe before, but figured I would again.  These are my favorite to make, the roasted walnuts really give it the extra flavor.

But I think before I make those this season, I will be making these Vanilla Kipferl. 
Growing up in Germany, we would always go and visit my grandmother and her mother for Christmas. Four generations of females with no males in sight as husbands and fathers had all passed on by then.
Anyway, when we got there, they would already have several types of Christmas cookies all made, including these. Very easy to make, check out the link!

Happy Baking!

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

December Snippets

Hi, DH her!  Julia just handed me her laptop and told me to write something, so I'm giving it a shot.  She had a great idea for writing snippets based on our sex-every-day-in-December challenge - just short scenes that capture our moment of the day.  I like the daily sex challenge, although I have to admit that it's not as easy as it used to be, heh.  It can sobering to wake up without morning wood, and even more concerning to go without mid-morning, afternoon, or evening wood either.   Julia is always my antidote though.  I love being married to the person I'm most attracted to!  :)

"Do you want the pillow under me?"  She was lying flat on her back as I drove my cock into her bare pussy.

"Yeah," I said, catching my breath.  "That's a great idea."  I took the pillow and easily hoisted her hips and slid the pillow under her beautiful bottom.  "That's better," I said, admiring her little pussy on display.  I walked in close on my knees on the bed and positioned the head of my cock against her wet opening.  I teased her, circling her lips and pushing my head up through her labia to her clit.

"Ooo," she sighed.

"Do you like my big cock in your pussy?"  I slowly pressed into her hot slit.  Her lips spread as the head of my cock invaded her tight hole.  "Ahh," I groaned.  I pulled out, and then pushed in deeper.  My eyes crossed at the incredible feeling of her pussy gripping half the length of my cock, and then I grabbed her hips and pulled her forward as I thrust my cock deep inside her.

"Ahhh," she moaned.  "Yes!  I love your big cock in my pussy, Daddy!"  That was all the encouragement I needed.  My pace accelerated until I had to close my eyes as the overwhelming urge to empty my balls in her pussy overwhelmed me.  I let my balls slap against her bottom as I repeatedly rammed my whole length into her.

"Oh, ah ah," she cried out, close to release. 

"I'm coming," I groaned as my orgasms overtook me.  We both shuddered in the throes of our mutual climax, my cock still buried deep inside her clenching, wet pussy.


Thursday, December 4, 2014

A rest-of-the-year Challenge!

Thank you for your lovely words my friends, I really appreciate it. And of course you were right, and we have already worked it out. In the most delightful way possible too, even though it didn't involve a spanking. Hopefully there will be more regular spankings again in the new year, but don't need to go into more detail. :)

But while I was lying in DH arms after having hot sex, and two orgasms, it occured to me that it is already December. Again. The older I get, the more time speeds up and I seem to have to pay more attention to actually making it matter. Like Holidays and birthdays.

Two years ago, this was the time I left for Germany with the kids while DH stayed behind and I had issued him a challenge (You can read about it here.) to have sex every day until I left. We met the challenge and had a lot of fun. It was fun to have a reason to actually turn off the TV and just go to bed with the purpose of making love. The intimacy achieved, and I think its a great way to end the year. Our year. So, with the year coming to an end, I have decided that is what I want to do again.

DH being a guy, he of course, did not mind. And to give us a jump start, I went and got waxed today. My pussy is bare and I love it!

Happy December!!

Anyone interested in joining?

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

And so December begins

Hello blogland!

I hope you have had a wonderful Thanksgiving weekend for those of you in the US, and the rest of the world of course as well. I have to admit it took me a few years, well almost a decade, of living here in this country to actually start caring for this holiday. I used to still do the family gathering, but never really felt part of it, even though DH and I had already been married a few years. But over the last few Thanksgivings I have noticed how much I really do enjoy this holiday, the tradition of getting together as a family, eat great food, no pressure of gift giving, and of course, I also really enjoy DH's time off for the extended Thanksgiving weekend.

And despite me having my period until Sunday (great timing, right?) and DH getting a cold, we managed to have a great Thanksgiving weekend together. Minus sex. The only two times we did have sex toward the end of my period both ended very frustratingly for me, but at least it made DH feel a little more connected to me again.

Now its Tuesday afternoon, DH got to stay home yesterday and today to work because of his lingering cold, but he is feeling better already.  Still no sex.

Yesterday afternoon DH decided to go work out early so he could hang out with me in the evening. We could watch Dr Who (OMG! Who else is binge-watching this show? I can't even imagine having to wait years for new episodes), and then go to bed together.....
I went and took a shower. He came and washed me, played with me. He put the kids to bed. We watched Dr Who (awesome episode), and he started working right after. So I suggested I go to bed to warm it for us.


We watched nothing of value on TV while he was mostly not paying attention. And he just never came to bed until the early morning hours.

Sure, I am understanding of work, really am, but its really frustrating.

And today, DH feels less than confident, I can tell and he has told me, because I am pulling away. I don't feel like giving my submission or myself when it is not wanted or appreciated. Therefore I can't help him feel confident - which is exactly what I need from him in this situation. Stupid cycle.
Usually we break it by me submitting anyway, giving him myself, giving him a blowjob or something to bring back that confidence that I need from him. But right now, I just don't feel like it. 

But don't get me wrong, we are still doing well together, its just not been a very physical connection lately.

Friday, November 21, 2014

Picture Friday - Movember Edition

Caution - Extremely hot pictures!

As I was having a wonderful hour with my husband yesterday morning, I had the idea to find only

pictures of men with beards to observe Movember.  For those who don't know this one yet, it is to raise awareness to men's health issues, like testicular cancer.
I love waking up early lately. For some reason, we just wake up within minutes of one another, and after various pets have been let out, we are usually both awake. Nothing to do yet, but be lazy and cuddle, enjoy each other, watch the sky start to light up over the mountain.

This one has been stuck in my mind for days now. Love this one? More here

Thursday, November 13, 2014


Thank you all for your birthday wishes on Julia's post!  I was happy to have SO MANY birthday wishes on my birthday!  I was complaining to Julia this morning that we had fallen short of celebrating my 50th birthday in Hawaii, but she reminded me of what's important: celebrating my birthday with the people who love me.  Besides, Hawaii will be JUST as fun when I'm 100.  Or 150.  :)

You know how some days are bigger than you are?  Or at least, bigger than your plans were?  Today is like that.  I was all set to write a post about three things I was going to do on my birthday.  But fate has intervened.

Last night a massive storm ripped through Washington.  It was super windy, and the temperatures dropped to below freezing for the first time this Fall.  Transformers started blowing everywhere with trees down (some crashing through houses), and we lost power at 8PM.  60-mile-an-hour winds buffeted our house so hard, our girls soon came into our bedroom.  We spend the night all huddled together in our bed.

This morning, we woke to no power, and a very chilly indoor temp.  I went to the nearby 7-11 which, not surprisingly, was lit up like a Christmas tree, and got coffee and donuts for all of us.  I also developed a plan for keeping our power on: the power (f)utility obviously defers to BUSINESSES before HOMES (stupid - who will the businesses sell to when we’re all frozen to death?), so I’m going to build a 7-11 facade for my house.  We’ll be the only house in the neighborhood with power!

Here's hoping the power comes back on soon.  And maybe I can convince Julia that a 50-swat spanking still counts, even after my birthday.  

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Love our Lurkers!

It's one of my favorite days of the year! It's DH's birthday. (points for those of you who know how old he is turning today....)

But, its also Love our Lurker's Days! This special blogging event takes place once a year, and this is my third time participating. This is the day where we bloggers, who put their heart and souls out here for you to read, hope to lure you out of lurkdom and come and say hi. Maybe tell me a little about you, what you like about reading my blog, or just a quick wave is fine too.

The first time I participated, I had one of the most memorable encounters with DH and a wooden paddle I had eagerly purchased when I first found the ttwd community and was still very naive.  :D You can read about it here.

The first time I participated, I also listed some of the countries my readers are from and I thought I would include that today again. And would definitely love to hear who is from where as I am a traveler at heart.

United States
United Kingdom
South Korea

I am excited for DH's birthday although he is always a little weird when it comes to his own birthday. Sometimes he wants to make a big deal of it, then changes his mind and wants to have his favorite dinner at home. So we are not sure yet what we are doing today! But whatever it is, I look forward to coming back here, and later, I know DH has a big post planned for tomorrow! Stay tuned! And happy birthday my wonderful husband. Can't wait to start this day out right!

Sunday, November 2, 2014

Bad Things

Just as a little something something, a song I found recently and really liked.

Happy Sunday!

Monday, October 27, 2014

Corrective discipline

Hi, DH here!  I hope everyone is enjoying Fall this year!  This weekend we carved our pumpkins and finished our outdoor decorations as well.  I love Halloween, and I have to admit to having a fog machine and a ghost on a string.  I don’t like REALLY scaring anyone, but I love getting into the spirit of the season, if you know what I mean.  And Halloween is on Friday!  The PERFECT day to take the kids trick-or-treating.

Weekends are busy for us in general, and last weekend was no exception.  I’m usually the first one up in the house, and on Saturday I totally screwed up Julia’s coffee maker.  It’s actually a huge automated machine that grinds the beans and then pours out perfectly made coffee, complete with foam on top.  We would have never purchased such an extravagant luxury for ourselves, but Julia’s Mom did, and it takes a bit of knowledge to operate it successfully.  For example: Do NOT remove the “dregs drawer” in mid-cycle, unless you want to FAIL at making coffee.


The machine locked in mid-cycle. I was immediately out of my element;  I know better than to tinker with that thing.   I got my shoes on, as I have a back-up coffee maker outside in our woodshed.  Julia sat down with the user manual, and then saw me with my keys.

“If you are going out for coffee right now, I am going to EXPLODE!”  She tried to say this as calmly as possible, I could tell, but she was frustrated that her machine was broken and I was daring to leave.  I wasn’t actually going anywhere other than out to the shed, but I could see her point.  I had to agree with her too, that would be super-lame if I just abandoned her like that.

“I’m just going out for the other machine, Sweety.  I’ll be right back.”

I let it slide and we progressed through the weekend as if nothing had happened.  Until last night.  Then, after we were clean and ready for bed, I got down our box of grown-up toys from our closet.

“We need to clear up something that happened yesterday,” I said.  I took out the long leather paddle, and the glass plug.  I sat down on my side of the bed, and patted my leg.  “I want you over my lap right now, little girl.  I’m going to spank you with my hand, and then the leather paddle.”

She climbed over my lap and offered me her naked bottom.  I steadied her with my left hand on her back, and then starting spanking her hard with my right.  “Is it ever OK to yell at Daddy?”

Slap!  Slap!  I spanked her right cheek and then her left with my hand.

“Ow!  No, Daddy,” she said.  I kept spanking her, alternating between her cheeks.  Her legs began to kick and twitch.

“Are you going to ever yell at Daddy again?”

Slap!  Slap!  WHACK!  I caught her right across her sit spot, and her exposed lips caught part of the blow.


SLAP!  “No…. what?”

“No, Daddy,” she wailed.  

“That’s a good girl,” I said.  I kept spanking her until she was on the verge of crying, her hips twisting away from me as she tried to escape her punishment.  I finally stopped and caressed her red bottom.  I could see my handprints on her red skin.   “It’s time for the paddle,” I said.  I pulled it out from under the pillow where I’d stashed it, and rubbed it along her buttocks.  I pulled it back, up high, and aimed for the center of her bottom.

“Daddy is spanking you for your own good,” I said.

WHACK!!  The first blow from the paddle came down right on target.  She flinched, and then her hips bucked as she registered the pain.  

“AHAA!”  OW!”  I kept spanking her with the paddle without mercy.  The paddle striped her cheeks in red, angry swaths, as I worked down her bottom to her sit spot.


“OWA AHHHH!”  Her legs danced as she kept trying to twist her hips out of range.  I put my left hand on her hip and pulled her close as my pace came to a crescendo, and then I stopped, letting her rest.  “Daddy’s done with the paddle,” I said softly.  I massaged her red, puffy bottom with my hand as she slowly relaxed from the pain I had administered.  My fingers slipped into the cleft between her cheeks, and I smiled at the wet slick of her arousal.

"Good girl."

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

How 50 Shades of Grey changed my Life

This is one of those posts that has been swirling in my head for a few days now, but I haven't had, or taken, the time to get it down and out. One of the reasons for that could be that I am a little rusty, writing-wise.

Lets just say I am still recovering from this past summer. Injury, revolving doors for visitors, step-son, nephew, and of course our own lives as well.

But back to what has been on my mind.

Do some of you remember that I started in this whole journey of discovering that I am submissive because of 50 Shades of Grey? Well, if you don't that certainly is okay, better yet, that means I have done a good job of making this about what it really is about instead of having been on this bandwagon.

I don't like jumping on bandwagons, I rather start a bandwagon. Always have...:D

Anyway, I remember reading the first book staying up two nights in a row. DH was very busy at that time with work, commuting, and making ends meet for us as a family. This was as the economy wasn't even recovering yet. We were lucky he had a job, but it was definitely a big pay cut.

DH was also suffering from depression.

Some days were okay, others not so much, and he would call me from the car on his drive home, complaining, and yelling about traffic, his life, the economy, politics, and of course stupid drivers on 405.

Reading the book, I realized how much I was craving having a dominant man in my life. Sitting at the computer, one of the first searched brought me to the Taken in Hand site, and the rest is all here in this blog.

My sister recently read the book too finally. No biggie, I knew she would enjoy it, we talked about it a little while she was reading it. But after she finished the entire series something quite unexpected happened. She broke up with her partner!
And I know exactly why! She craves the submission as much as I do! And her man, ex now, as much as I really liked him, just couldn't even fathom what she was talking about. He was not open to that conversation at all! Just wouldn't hear of it, and in fact, the only thing he took from it was that she wants him to beat her if she doesn't vacuum the house.


So, I have been trying to come to terms with this. DH and him were good friends when they saw each other and even though they are physically so far away, it really hit close to home for us. Without even realizing why, it brought DH and I closer and more into DD again, almost immediately and I think I finally understand why that is.

I brought this up to DH as well after reading 50 Shades of Grey and look at us now! Who knew you could have sex the way we do? The intimacy and closeness, the honesty and always having the best of intentions for one another is unbelievable! I guess what I realized is that in our lives, ttwd/DD/whatever has clarified how we feel about each other, and maybe that happened for them too, just not in the same way.

*two posts in one day because DH likes to push the publish button too soon.  :D

LOL is coming soon!

I was just browsing some blogs, finally had some time to do nothing, when I came upon Hermione's blog post. LOL Days are approaching! I can't believe it! Another year has gone.

Here are some old posts revolving around previous LOL celebrations!

I look forward to these two days, as one of them is also DH's very special birthday! 

So mark your calendars!

Monday, October 20, 2014

Endless Summer

Hi, DH here!  It feels like forever since I’ve written, partly due to the face that we have had the best, longest, most glorious summer we’ve ever had, ever.  And the weather has been nice too.  No seriously, the weather has really been outstanding here in the Northwest.  Yesterday, we had a very
unseasonable day with temperatures in the 70s, just a perfect summer day.  I did man chores around the house, like removing the moss from our roof and mowing the lawns.  It’s unsettling, how warm it is.  Today it’s raining, so more typically Fall-like weather.

But it’s too warm.

Julia and I had a great weekend together.  We’ve been very close lately, as if we are both caring for each other a little more, or nurturing our relationship.  A few days ago, we were getting up for the day, and I made some offhand comment about how we have sex (I
can’t even remember what the comment was), and Julia said, “Well, maybe you should have sex with me the way you WANT to, instead of the way you think I want it.”  She gave me that classic eyebrows-raised challenge, and then the moment was gone as the kids came in, or the dogs needed to be fed, or any of the other distractions that consume our days.  But that comment stuck with me.  I kept turning it over in my mind.  Have sex with her the way I want to.  What did that mean?  How was I NOT having sex with her the way I wanted to?  Or, to say it another way, how would I change how we have sex if I was doing what I wanted?

We went to bed clean and awake for once, even though it was well past 10:00 PM.  We kissed and cuddled, naked in our bed.  Before long she moved down my body and took my cock in her mouth.  

“Ohhh,” I groaned.  “That’s a good girl. Suck Daddy’s cock.”  I put my hands in her hair on both sides of her head, and gently pulled her mouth down further, until half my shaft was in her mouth.  She stopped there and sucked hard.  

“Uhh, wow…”  I’m pretty sure my eyes crossed as she slowly pulled her head up so that the head of my cock was surrounded by her lips.  

The light was dim in our bedroom, but she looked at me as she sucked my cock.  

Have sex with me the way you want to.

My grip tightened in her hair, and I pulled her head down again firmly.  “Leave your mouth open,” I ordered.  I pulled her head up so that my cock popped out of her mouth and she was fully looking at
me, and then pulled her back down to take half of it again.  My speed increased and she kept her mouth open so that her spit and my pre-cum coated my cock and balls.  As I kept pulling her head up, a long string of saliva extended from her mouth to the head of my cock, only to be sucked up again as she took my cock deep into her throat.

Later, I came into her bottom in an endless stream as she moaned and clenched in her own orgasm.  We finally finished, and I pulled her close.  I got up and got a washcloth and gently cleaned her face so that it wouldn’t break out the next day.  We fell asleep cuddled together, exhausted and happy, another Saturday gone in our endless summer.

Friday, October 3, 2014

Picture Friday - I am still here edition!

Hello blogland,

It has been such a long time that I have been able to take the time while also having something substantial to blog about. But tonight I am taking the time, I wanted to share some good news with
you, especially those of my readers who were with us last year during the time DH lost his job, twice within a few months of each other.
 As of next Monday, he is going to be starting a new job! And we are all super excited. He just finished his last day at the last one and it is fun to see him leaving a place with a good feeling. To see the confidence with which he walks and talks of this place and the new place, I have really enjoyed watching him grow into such a confident guy walking around!

Thank you all for you well wishes for me. My back or better yet, my butt and piriformis are feeling much better. My piriformis muscle is no longer pressing down on my sciatic nerve. I no longer have claws gripping my entire calf because I dared to stand for longer than
two minutes. It is so fun to be able to do normal things again without being in pain, fun to not be behind an everything in the household, and of course, fun to have actual sex again.

Don't get me wrong, we still had sex during my recovery, but it was more to take care of our connection than anything else.
To top it all off, during the worst of my back problem, our dog injured himself as well, and it was a grim place in our house for a while. We were not sure he was going to make it out of it alive. But he did. We all pulled through.

I have now gone running numerous times again already and am back to doing my normal run. Even if I do have to do a bit more walking than I had to before,I am happy with the progress so far.
I miss you guys, this place, the openness and honestness of my little thinking spot and I really hope to get back to it again now that things seem to be settling down again a bit.

What did I miss?

Thursday, September 4, 2014

Piriformis Syndrome makes for NO spankings!

I haven't updated my blog since out little blow up, even though wanting to blog about it has been on my mind since. Life is just too crazy still!

Our summers seem to be full of visitors and it can be hard to stay connected, although I really think we have done very well as a couple this summer.

A reader of mine reached out to me the other day, and told me a little about her relationship, and reading her emails, I was always reminded of us finding out about this lifestyle at the beginning. The excitement, the sexual tension, and just everything great. I told DH about this, and he said:

"True, but for us it has become so much more. It is in every aspect of our lives, and even if we can't do spankings at the moment (its my piriformis I hurt, if you are really bored or interested, here is an article about my life at the moment basically), ttwd is as present as never before between us."

And the confidence with which he said this, made me look at us in a slightly different light. I guess I hadn't noticed the little things we now do to show each other our commitment, like him noticing when I have overdone it, and he sends me to take a nap. Or me being more respectful. I can feel myself really doing it, and enjoying it because he has earned my respect.

Friday, August 22, 2014


Warning: this post will totally reveal HOW OLD DH is, and may also contain explicit content.  I haven't decided yet.  ;)

First things first: Julia and I made up. We forgave each other and right now, we're both sitting in our bedroom listening to Robin Schulz while we work.  Awesome!

Julia just said this is the perfect summer song.  She also says thank you to all of you (and from me too!) you are all so awesome.

When I was 14, I had a little clock radio next to my bed.  Sometimes when it went off in the morning, I wouldn't wake up, and just dream to whatever the song was.  One morning, "Reunited" by Peaches and Herb played, and I had the most incredible dream:

I was on a playground, singing Herb's part with Peaches.  It was a perfect sunny day, and we were on the merry-go-round, singing and slowly spinning in the sunshine.   I'd never seen them in person, or knew what she looked like, but I was in love in my dream, and it was literally the best feeling of my life.  Until I met Julia, of course.  ;)

Last night, we were both desperate to connect.  I came home late, and Julia had already made most of dinner.  We had a quiet evening, but I stayed indoors.  We talked, and later, she gave herself to me in bed.  Her leg hurt as she lay on her side, so we moved to missionary position, and I thrust my cock deep into her pussy.  And then the dam broke inside her and she started sobbing.  I held her in my arms as she cried, with my cock still buried inside her.  I knew she would just grab my ass and thrust me back into her if I tried to pull out - the feeling was like nothing I'd ever experienced.  Her pussy clenched with each sob, and even as I soothed her we were still making love.

"I'm sorry," she cried.
"Me too," I said.  "Sorry for not being your HoH this morning."

And that was the truth of it.  She had lost her footing, because I had lost mine.  I gently turned her over so that we could do it doggy-style, and then attempted to put my cock in her bottom.  It took a few tries, but when I finally came, I almost blacked out as my balls exploded with shot after shot into her waiting bottom.  Unlike most times when we do it this way, she didn't push me out.  She held herself open and let me finish until I was completely done, and then took it there again later.

After she had come several times, we were finally both sated.  I lay on my back and stroked her hair.

"Go down and clean my cock with your mouth," I said.

And she did.

Thursday, August 21, 2014

A bad morning - DH's perspective

"Fucker," she said as I walked out the door.  I couldn't quite believe I had heard her correctly.  I walked out to my car and put my backpack in the passenger seat, and got the garbage out.  The door thumped close behind me.  She was pissed!  I walked back into the house, and asked her if she had said something as I walked out.

"No, nothing," she said sarcastically.  And then, "Yeah, I called you a fucker!"  She made me coffee in a mug without a lid, and then literally pushed me out the door so that most of it spilled.


It wasn't that she called me a fucker in front of the kids.  Our German nephew doesn't even speak English that well, so I'm sure he didn't even understand.  But Julia and I had rules about arguments - we don't call each other names, or hit each other (you know, basic domestic violence issues), and our TRUST stems from that. Until today, I would have claimed that she would NEVER call me a fucker.  Ever.

She's really been in pain.  Her back has not been getting better despite all of the exercises she's been doing.  I've been powerless to help.  Before she got up, I complained that I didn't work out last night in my shed.  She immediately went off on how I would rather spend time out there then with her.  I seriously think that she has been harboring these feelings, and it just bubbled out today. It's alarming to me that she feels this way, really feels this way, and it's been hidden just under the surface.

I spent my 1.5 hours in my car on the way into my treadmill job, where I'm not advancing, just had a review with absolutely NO increase in benefits, stock, or (what we really need), PAY, thinking about what I could do differently, or how I could change my behavior to better suit Julia.  But then, the realization that my trust in her has been greatly eroded set in: I think of name-calling like that to be equivalent to me striking her.  And not on the bottom, either.  I've got an issue of my own, it seems.

If Julia doesn't delete this post, I guess I'm interested in feedback.  How do you repair trust?  Why should I even go home tonight?  I'm definitely thinking I"m going out for dinner here in Seattle.  Maybe somewhere nice.  Maybe I'll have a lovely drink with dinner too.  God.

Well, it's almost 10:00 am.  My phone is going to ring in a minute with my recruiter, who may have some ideas for other jobs that might turn out to be a little more fulfilling.  What a day.

A bad Morning

This has not been a good morning.

I basically just threw DH out the door on his way to work.

Some mornings, we wake up early, have sex, just lie in bed and talk and enjoy that time of no work yet, no responsibilities and just being together. This is always a great start to the day for both of us, and ensures our connection is live, strong, and it makes me strong for the day and puts me in a great headspace.
Today however, was not a day like that.

Woke up at 7, which is an hour late, and only happens when DH is too tired to get up early. My back/hip hurts just lying in bed, turning over, anything really, and in the mornings its even worse because of stiffness.
DH woke up pissy, and the first things I heard out of his mouth were how he wasted his evening with me last night, didn't get anything done, and he got up and grumbled away into his shed.
I don't know about you, but I don't really like when my own husband says that. Seriously? So I got pissy back.
Now, for any of us women, I am sure you can understand that I was prodding my bear with a big stick. Poking here. Poking there. I got even pissier.
I told him how me cleaning the house is a waste of time because the kids just undo it anyway before he can see it, and yet I do it anyway, to please myself, but also him.

I really can't stand when he gets in these moods, but at the same time, I know its not about me its just life in general. Which basically comes back to me anyway because we are sharing our lives together. And he wasted his time doing that? Really?

So no sex. Just a really shitty connection stringing us together at the moment despite actually having a spanking session this past weekend.

I can't even say that there is something I could do better, to be more submissive, because when he is like that, I take back my 'gift' of submission. I feel like he doesn't deserve or treasure it, or even want it, and he wonders what happened to set me off like that.

I always think of it as you get out what you put in. And this morning we put shit in and got shit out.

And I shoved him out the door (mostly by accident) with the door. I didn't see him not opening the screen door.

Sorry for the downer, but thank you for letting me vent.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Answers for Meredith

Meredith over at New Twists after all these Years posted a fun little questionnaire - I always love to answer these, lol. Here we go!

Do your eyes light up when he comes to you?
Yes, even when he is super grumpy. (Like today)

What sports do you watch together?
We don't really watch a lot of TV together, and it usually isn't sport. However, we have figured out we both like watching synchronized diving, figure ice skating, and the Seattle Seahawks of course.

On a scale of 1 to 10, how important is lingerie when it usually ends up on the floor?
I don't have a single matching set. DH loves white underwear, so I have a wide selection of those, but yeah, I would have to give this a 4.

Do you watch Netflix's House of Cards?
No. Currently, I am watching Twin Peaks. Anyone else watch this?

What outdoor activity do you do together?
This year, we have finally created a garden in our backyard and have been working on it together. We like working on our property together, and enjoy going running and for walks together. And camping, like we are going to do this weekend!!!!

What is his dream vacation?
Getting away with me for days and days and days. Just the two of us.

What is your dream vacation?
Getting away with him, being able to enjoy time away without feeling guilty about the kids not being there. Being alone for days at a time.

What is your favorite book of all time?

I have read so many books in my life already, I really can't say just one. Sadly, lately I haven't had the time to read at all.

What was your last argument about?
I don't remember. Seriously.

Are there any words you use that he does not like?

Nope, its more the other way around here at times.

Do you have any restrictions about internet time?
I work from home on the internet, and can work whenever I want to, therefore, DH really wouldn't think of restricting it.

Do you have a phobia?
Spiders. Sometimes I wake up having dreamed there was a spider on me somewhere in bed. I will jump out and make DH wake up, get up, check, and pretend to throw it out before I am awake enough to calm down. But even then, I get into the bed very carefully, the image lingers in my mind.

Are you watching Outlander?
No, but with good reason. I have read only good things about it and enjoy binge watching more than having to wait one week at a time or more for the next episode. So I am waiting for the entire first season and am really excited!

Does your Hoh have a motto?
Mh, not sure really. Maybe he will comment later...

What is your question for me?
Are you like me and excited about TV season returning soon? And if so, what show are you looking forward to most!?

Friday, August 15, 2014

Picture Friday - August Edition & for Rogue

Mh, I think this looks just so delicious, to be blindfolded like that.

And for Rogue:

Happy Friday Everybody!!!!

Saturday, August 9, 2014

5 Reasons Your Wife Won't Have Sex With You

I just read this great article on Huffington post,  5 Reasons your wife won't have Sex with you by Meg Conley. (I think it especially addresses couples with young children) I always get sucked into reading more than I originally wanted to because of their catchy sidebar.
Anyway, I wanted to update you all a little since I haven't been around much lately. I still sneak around here and there, but haven't felt the energy or inspiration to do it. Since now.
I also hurt my back again, and have been slowly healing now. I went to physical therapy once, and have been doing the exercises. So far I feel better, but then again, I always do after a few days sadly, make that weeks.
The reason this article spoke to me was because I recognized so many of these as things that led up to not having sex before starting ttwd!

1. Women need you to listen, they need you to remember and they need you to say thank you. We are not asking for much here.
This one is so basic, its silly. I mean, it should go without saying, listen to her, be interested in her, and then also remember! 

2. Take her out on a date at least twice a month. 
 Honestly, once is already awesome, if you can't managed twice. "Put on spiffy clothes and take her to a restaurant, museum, movie or stroll around downtown. Open her door and put your hand on the small of her back. Be the boy she fell in love with and she will be the girl that made your heart race. Making out in the car before driving home " (Conley, 2014).

3. If you want your wife to treat you like a man, you have to act like a man.

"Side note: If I hear one more of you say you are "babysitting the kids" while your wife is gone, I will start handing out copies of The Feminine Mystique. (And nobody wants that.) They are your kids as thoroughly as they are hers. You aren't babysitting, you are parenting. When she leaves don't make her feel guilty, don't ask her to take the baby with her (she will if she wants to) and don't text or call to ask when she is coming home. They are just children, for heaven's sake. I think you can handle it."

4. She needs a moment in each day that is just about her.
One moment of silence, a few minutes at the computer with nothing to do but start at Candy Crush is sometimes all it takes for me to get my cool back after the kids have talked my ears off all day.  :D

5. It isn't any blasted fun. 
"Women are more likely to want to have sex when an orgasm is involved and too often, it is not."

What do you guys all think?
The rest of the article can be found here!

Thursday, July 31, 2014

Trust is a 145-way street

Hi!  DH here.  I'm sneaking in a short post on my lunch hour.  For one reason AND another, I haven't been able to write anything lately.  Super frustrating, lol.  But this post is finally bubbling out, and I'm almost helpless to stop it.

First things first.

A huge THANK YOU to all of our followers, and everyone who reads our blog.  We have really loved getting feedback and advice from all of you, and enjoyed every single conversation we've had.   It's been hard to walk the line between the protection of blogging anonymously, yet sharing enough of our experience to keep it legit.  As it turns out, Julia and I are pretty quiet people.  We don't have a lot of friends, and NO ONE (friends or family) outside of Blogland knows our secret.  

No one.

To a degree, that creates an alternate identify for both of us.  And, like every prominent super hero, I would love to admit who we are.

BATMAN: "I'm Batman."
IRON MAN: "I am Iron Man."
SUPERMAN: [To Lois Lane, in pretty much EVERY incarnation of the story] "I'm Super, Man!"

I say PROMINENT because Aquaman probably has a secret identity, but I don't know what it is.  In fact, I can't even make myself look it up right now.  Suffice it to say that there hans't been an Aquaman movie yet, so he hasn't had the big screen opportunity to say it loud:

"I'm Aquaman."

Not to say that we're super heroes in any way.  But, it would be disruptive to disclose where I work, and might get me fired, like that guy in Spokane who just had to be the first in line at the weed store even though he worked for a security guard company with mandatory drug testing.  My family would NOT understand our blog, and would try hard not to ostracize us after they found out about it.  Our kids might be at risk if we plastered pictures of them all over the internet.

You know what I mean?

And yet, we really do have this relationship that we blog about.  We never make up the dialog or the situations that we go through, which are often only funny in hindsight.  We don't have a lot of money, and both work for every dollar we get.  When we DO write a blog post, we try to reveal our inner lives - the dynamic at the heart of our relationship - without giving away the stuff around it.  We test ourselves too - both of us have asked the other if we took liberties with dialog after an especially "active" blog post.  ;)

So, dear readers, thank you again for sharing in our journey.  We won't tell you everything, but what we DO share is real, and honest.

Trust me.  :-D  

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Fifty Shades Of Grey Trailer

Okay, I know some of you were not too excited about the choices in actors, but looking at this trailer, I have to admit, I am really excited, despite Charlie not being Christian.

I love the music, fits perfectly.

What do you think? Can you see past the person you imagined in your mind while reading it and still enjoy the movie?

Monday, July 21, 2014

Back to life, back to Reality

We are home again and have been for the last few days. DH arranged his schedule and our vacation just right to also get an extra day at home after returning from vacation before returning to work. Which was today.
I, on the other hand, worked all weekend and even managed to squeeze a few hours of work in while on vacation. It was still a great vacation though.

I mean seriously awesome. The first day, we left very early in the morning even though we woke up later than we had planned. One of our cats always likes to be let out in the middle of the night, and sure enough, he woke us up at exactly 4.20am. We had planned on being out of there by then, but no problem. We still managed to arrive  early enough in the day to go swimming and find willing babysitters for the children.
And then we took off to check into the hotel. Alone. As we walked up the stairs, DH kept starting at my ass, I could feel his eyes peeling off my clothes. Once in the hotel room, he turned a little shy and wasn't as sure that I wanted the same thing, but figured it out quick enough lol.

He dropped his pants, revealing his arousal to me. "Why don't you strip out of those clothes?" His voice low and full of intent. Just the way he said it pulled me in and kept me in such a sexual haze.
I stripped out of my skirt and top showing him my white bikini bottoms while climbing up on the bed on all fours. As I looked over my shoulder, I noticed I had his full attention.

It was almost a surreal moment, we were both so into one another, while both being aware of there being no  interruptions that we managed to really connect, physically and spiritually.

I never like starting in the doggy style position, it is more of a last position for me, and DH knows this. After he walked closer to the bed, he admired his favorite pair of bikini bottoms for a moment, however, he proceeded to divest me of them pretty quickly. And I didn't mind.

"Turn over", he instructed me after they were off and as he was climbing onto the bed. I lay down in front of him, spread wide.

"Your pussy is glistening. I am so glad you went and got waxed. I can really see everything. Are you horny?" he asked me as he slowly started to penetrate me for the first time that day.

"Yes," I said (whimpered more like it now that I think about it), but I didn't get more words out because DH surprised me so much by withdrawing his finger and instead starting to work his more-than-ready cock into my needy pussy.

We never made it out of that position, both reaching climax at the same time. (Doesn't happen very often for us)

So, as you can imagine, that set the tone for a wonderful time together. We managed to sneak off one other time, but what really made this vacation different was DH. He was so relaxed and calm the entire time, taking charge with the children in front of everybody as well as not being afraid to say something to me if he felt the situation warranted.

We even managed to go and visit DH's childhood-vacation lake and spent a day there. It was beautiful and not many people around. While we didn't manage to actually "do" it in the water, we did play alone in the water with one another which was a lot of fun, and as we walked out of the water, I told DH: "You know, that counts for now. We have children, teenage nieces and nephews with us, and this is as close as we are going to get to doing it in the water for now. So to me, it counts."
I smirked at him, and he lol-ed and kissed me one more time in the water.

How are you guys doing? :D

Friday, July 11, 2014

Picture Friday - Summer Vacation Edition!

We are going on vacation, and excited to see if we can find time for some of this.

I love this one, how he has a finger in her mouth as well as her bottom and probably her pussy. 
And if you think of me at all these coming days, think of me doing this!

And this!

Wednesday, July 9, 2014



Hi, DH here!  Firstly, a belated Happy 4th of July to all of you!  This post is kind of like that firework that didn't go off in the bottom of the barrel, and then suddenly starts smoking again and then KAPOW! I was going to write it last Thursday, but the 10-year-old boy in me had already taken over, and I chose instead to light off stuff with the kids.  On the 4th, we visited friends for a family party, and took our big fireworks over there.  We live in a part of the country where its still legal;  we had a pretty good show, but the neighbors at the top of the cul-de-sac purchased most of the artillery at the local reservation, and spent the afternoon and evening playing their favorite fireworks game.

 I'll try to break down as I understood it:

1. Assemble 20 of your friends, each with about 100 shells each for the mortar tubes you have standing on the street.
2. Have your friends load up all the tubes and tie the fuses together.
3. Put one really big shell right in the middle of all the other tubes.
4. IMPORTANT: fail to put that last shell in a tube.
5. Light the fuses.
6. Run away yelling, "OH NO LOOK OUT WHAT HAVE WE DONE!"
7.  Repeat.

The other shells would start taking off, very beautiful, nice display, and then FOOMP! The shell that was outside a tube would try to take off, and then explode all over the street.  It would also knock down the other tubes that were still blasting away, which was super dangerous.  Whee!  They only shot themselves once.

"Daddy's going to give you a spanking now," I said.  It was that rare evening during the weekend where we were both still awake.  I had already raided the toy box, and was totally ready.  Junior was still walking around, but I didn't care.  I pulled her over my lap, and then covered her beautiful bottom with the sheet.  I had selected the small wooden paddle with its raised exclamation point as implement of choice.  I went straight to the paddle too, and spanked her thoroughly with it.  The sheet muffled the swats, and also seemed to take the sting out of my swings.  I finally threw caution to the wind and pulled down the sheet.  

We both ignored the sound of the paddle smacking her bottom.  I worked it between her cheeks, spanking very close to her sensitive openings.  I think I may have accidentally whacked her anal opening a couple of times, but I didn't let it bother me.  After the spanking, I pulled her head down on my cock, and she took it deep into her throat, letting me push it as far as I dared, and holding it perfectly in her throat until I slowly pulled it out.

I hope everyone had a great 4th with all fingers intact!  We are off on our family vacation next week, so I'm sure Julia will have some new pics to post.

Thursday, June 26, 2014

Reality bites!

I had this post all figured out this morning, and was going to call this one "Picture Friday - How to make me cum edition". I know, the title....

Well, the title came to me after yet another night of us not having sex. Again. Life can be such a drag, and ever since I have started working, I have been more tired than I used to be. All normal, I know, doesn't help though knowing that.
We have been having normal sex. You know the type I am sure (well I hope so at least), but rolling over, lazy style, me not cuming, ever, simply because we can never find a good time to actually have sex.


And still reality.

Last night, DH made a special effort to be with me, we watched a movie together, and then even fell into bed together. We lay there for a few minutes getting comfortable, but he was so hot, I knew he wouldn't want to cuddle.

"I want to give you a spanking. Come over my lap."

Hesitation on my part, then I went over. My stepson comes out of his room and goes in the backyard (our bedroom windows are overlooking the backyard). DH lifted the sheet over my bottom and started spanking me regardless, and I was really fine with it too.

After too short a time, he motioned for me to get up, his legs were sweating against my breasts and I think we were both uncomfortable in that position.
I lay back down next to him, a little disappointed. After a minute, he made a grab for between my legs, and I got twitchy (as he calls it), and basically I managed to make him stop, which was the exact opposite of what I actually wanted and so crave.

And we fell asleep.

This morning, anything would have set me off, and it really didn't matter what it was about. I got grumpier by the second, and he started to withdraw from me.

After I had (yet again) complained a tiny bit about the lack of kinky sex possibilities in our house, he grew frustrated. "I wanted to last night and you shot me down."

"No, I didn't."
He explained to me how it at least felt like it, and I admitted I was probably just playing hard to get.

He was getting more frustrated. "Don't you think that after a long day doing this and that, I can't deal with playing hard to get?" He asked me, really asking me that question.

I know all that, and still.

"I understand, but I can't help it." I admitted and suddenly I started crying, venting all of my frustrations through tears while leaning into his strong arms. After a little while, he led me to the bed and did what I had been craving for weeks now. And it was glorious!

So no Picture Friday today, instead reality. Can you relate?

Monday, June 16, 2014

Daddy's Day

Hi, DH here!  Julia made my day the best Father's Day ever yesterday!  She somehow arranged for ALL of my children to show up for our daughters' huge dance show, which was amazing!  We had a very nice day, complete with pizza for dinner, and a nice, relaxing evening.  We had finally made it to our room, when I turned to Julia and said, "It's not just Father's Day, you know."

"What do you mean?"  She was sitting on the small couch in our bedroom.  She had her laptop open, but she'd finished working for the day.

"It's also Daddy's Day," I said.  "And Sunday.  So I'm going to be spending some time with my girl tonight."

She smiled, but she didn't say anything.  I could tell that she was doubting my resolve, but what she didn't know was that I was determined to give her a good spanking last night.  We finally climbed into bed, and I sat up to pull her over my lap.  "Oh no, really?  She protested, but I kept my cool, and she finally slid over my lap, with her naked bottom under my hand.  I massaged her gently, and then drew back my arm and let my hand fall on her right cheek.  SLAP!  I warmed her up slowly, gradually increasing the velocity of my swings until the swats were loud, even in my ears.

"Oh!  Ah!"  Her bottom shifted on my lap, and then she turned her head.  "The sound is echoing off the walls!"

I stopped spanking her and massaged her bottom again.  The sound WAS echoing off the walls of our bedroom, which meant it could probably be heard elsewhere in the house.  I've stopped caring if my adult son hears or not; if he doesn't agree with our lifestyle, he can just leave.  But, her Mother is also staying with us, and Julia was not ready for her to find out last night.  

"OK," I sighed.  "It's not MY mother staying with us right now.  And if it were, I guess I wouldn't want to talk to her about it, either."  I pulled the sheet up over her bottom.  "It's too bad," I said, resuming my administration of her spanking.  "I love looking at your naked bottom."

I hope all the Dads out there had a great Father's Day!  Thank you, Sweety, for a beautiful day.  

Monday, June 2, 2014

First weekend in June!

Hello blogland!

Thank you everybody for my lovely birthday wishes, you guys are amazing! And as you can imagine, I had a great day, lets make that weekend actually! The day after my birthday, we went on a whale watching tour that lasted all day. It was so nice to spend that much time together as a family as well as by ourselves, stuck on a boat.

DH also surprised me with a wedding and engagement ring for my birthday. I have to admit, I really was surprised! Here he was, early on my birthday morning, pulling a little black box out of his pocket while lowering himself onto his knee. My heart started beating really quickly...

Since we got married, we have bought several rings, but never one from a jewelery store, always just from the mall, or the department store. Since I started losing weight, I also started to not be able to wear my ring anymore: it would literally just fall off.
Then the other night, tired and a bit under the influence, I admitted to DH how I didn't like walking around without a ring. It made me feel like any guy could just assume I am fair game, and I felt a little untaken-care-off. You know?

All weekend, I have been wearing my rings, and making sure they sparkle at DH every time we were in the sunshine.

Sunday morning, I woke up around 4. Who else wakes up like that? Anybody? What do you do? I was just wide awake and thinking next time I will just get up and work or something. Anyway, I finally went back to sleep around six and managed to sleep in a bit, waking up to no one else next to me in bed. I grabbed my kindle, planning to find some sexy book to read.

I did. Still enjoy Carolyn Faulkner.

Then I hear the door, DH came in, expecting me to still be asleep.

I pulled back my blanket, revealing my entire naked body to him. "Are you coming in?"

"No, I need coffee and I don't want to take off my clothes again." he says.


"Really? You are just gonna walk away from this?" I say as I spread my legs just a little.

And he got in bed with me where he fucked me doggy-style until we both came.

Later that day, back in bed again, DH turns to me.

"I want to resume Sunday night spankings, and as a form as discipline, I am going to put a plug in your bottom tonight."
I can't look at him, all embarrassed, not sure what he wants me to say or do.
"Turn over on your tummy. Good, now spread your legs." I feel has hands on me, anticipation is making his every breath tingle on my skin, trying to figure out what will happen next. My pussy was already wet, and as he enters my pussy with his finger, I can feel his surprise.

"Mhh, my little girl is horny, mhh?! You like my finger in your pussy?" he teases me, not really expecting as answer. He pulls out and starts circling my bottom.

"I want to take your bottom tonight, which is why I will put this plug in first." I hear the lube being opened, my cheeks being spread apart and I feel cold smooth glass nudge at this most private part.

After he inserted the plug, he got out a paddle he had stashed under his pillow, a thin wooden one, and spanked me. At first it was snappy, and I could feel he was starting to find his groove, when I realized just how loud the echo was. I said something along the lines, but only got spanked harder for saying anything, and I suddenly didn't care either. I let him decide that it was okay, and trusted his judgement.

I know anal sex is not for everyone, but I really enjoy it. And trust me, it took a long time to even admit that, let alone say it out loud or type for the whole world to see. But seriously, all it takes is patience, trust, love, and lots of lube!

Happy Monday!!!