I worked through Memorial Day Weekend.
Yup. I had a conference to sell at. But it was in the OC which is also where Sex God lives so instead of a long hour drive home every day I was able to drive 10 minutes and pop over to his house for dinner and sex.
Friday night the conference hours were 5-7 so I want for a drink after set up and happily chatted with fellow exhibitors I’d not seen in a year or two and flirted with the bartender. I even left him my blog site, that was how drunk confident I was feeling. When I was finally at Sex God’s we made up for a week of no contact with some chatting and catching up and then we had hard passionate sex.
My arm is in the process of Frozen Shoulder (Freezing, Frozen then Thawing are the 3 stages… I think I’m in between Freezing and Frozen) so it tends to ache a lot at night. Which means I slept pretty fitfully. But snagged some morning sex from my bed partner after which I ate almost all the donuts he had in the house for breakfast. Then off to the conference I went.
Sales were pretty dismal… but we kind of expected that. We did, by the last day, make our expenses so passing out the catalogs might get future sales. The fun part for me was seeing exhibitors I’d not seen in a while and catching them up on my life. I can’t help it if I find ME exciting and interesting and when others do also, well, its a thrill. I truly am, at my core, an entertainer and love entertaining others. Its even more fun meeting NEW friends who haven’t heard any of my schtick stories and watch them find me amazing.
Saturday night was MY night to rock my Sex God. I so completely dominated him and had him moaning and cursing, wiggling and twitching that when I finished he could fuck me but couldn’t cum, poor man. He’d spent his energy under my masterful hands. Heeheehee He got me back though with a surprise double orgasm on his part Sunday night. He’s never cum, collapsed (per usual), chatted a bit, got hard & fucked me until he came again! It was wonderful! Lol.
Of course he was next to useless the next day cuz of that. But that didn’t stop us from managing to quench Heathers level of insatiable sexual appetite for him. He is, very literally, eye candy for me and I get lustful when he’s bopping about the room in nothing but board shorts. After an attempt to get his cock to cooperate we tried some anal fun and I just couldn’t get enough. I begged him to finger fuck my ass while I masturbated and had orgasm after orgasm that way.
I told him, “Wow… I kinda wish there were a line of guys to anal fuck me right now.” cuz my poor 50 year old, almost arthritic hand was cramping. He looked at me, grinned and said, “That’s my fantasy too!” Muahahaha…. evil, orgy/gang bang, Coachella 2014 plans popping into my head.
When I finally left for home ahead of the expected Memorial Day traffic and I was just blissful and relaxed. Not only did I have fun being me, I got to lust and ravage my Sex God and also got to whisper sweet words of love to him also. Yes, its important to tell your love when you love them. But its just as important to show them how much you lust them also. If you can manage both successfully and do it often. Happiness abounds.