marielmia

Mariel is MIA
2021-05-16 12:48:03 (UTC)

Advetures on the edge of the bed

My date Friday was ok. I mean as long as they aren't ax murderers, that's a 5/10 these days! He's social, maybe a little shy, which i'll attribute to first date jitters. I don't want shy though, so we'll see. We have some common interests- he's a runner and is getting into going to the gym, now that Covid is taking a break from us vaccinated ones. He's not all that outdoorsy like me. He plays gold (ugh). We met at the restaurant, so there was no coming home issues. I kinda like that on first dates. I'm apt to fuck if i like what i see. This way, there's a buffer. I agreed to a second date, so he'll touch base next week.

Of course M was all questions- Why i got home at 11- so early. Where we went. Did we go back to his house before we came home? He laughed at me cause the answers made clear nothing went on and he was safely ensconced in my heart. Men! Sometimes they are like little boys. Maybe all the time?

Now Saturday night, there was no place for boys. M was aggressive and verbal, things that bring out the submissive traits i keep hidden from the rest of the world. Belly chain and the bit, with my head over the side of the bed. It's good he's boyfriend size. If it was some of the guys in my past, there would be murder charges out there! He basically broke my back, making me sore every place. Delicious. One curiosity. He left the bedroom door open and Rottie stayed sitting next tot he bed, watching. When i became more, ahem, vocal, he barked. A lot. When M stopped, he quieted. M went back at my assault and that started Rotts barking again. M took him out of the room but he still barked even more and continuously. M says he's getting protective of me now. He had that cat caught a bird look when he said it. Something to wonder about.

His friend may be coming this weekend. As our agreement winds down, things will be getting real, as they say.




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