Which was exactly what this past weekend was. Reconnecting might look different for us than it does for many people though - from both sides of the vanilla/not so vanilla world. But it was perfect for us.
It was 39 degrees and pouring most of the weekend, so the outside, tied to a tree naked and beaten thing didn't happen. I think my husband decided that, even though he could do it and I would certainly obey, probably no one actually feels aroused when soaked, freezing, and miserable, including him.
We spent Saturday exploring the closest little town, had burgers at a local bar, talked and talked, got to ask and answer and explore each others ideas and wishes for our future, our priorities, our dreams.
Back at the cabin/getaway we puttered around - with frequent breaks for him to bend me over his lap, over the sofa, just plain over. There was no wine, no flowers, no white tablecloths or fancy dinner, though there was some chocolate. He got to make rules for me that aren't compatible with our usual life. We got to try the whole - me serving, waiting, attending in nothing but a collar and heels (or in this case, wool socks). The smile that brought to his face was priceless. He got access at his whim - no interference by all the usual day-to-day and other people and stuff.
There was lying together on the sofa in front of the fire, just reveling in time together. There was fucking on the rug in front of the fire (he liked the traction the wool rug provided, I got a whole new kind of pain to process). There was hiking in the rain, there was having things shoved up my holes, including his fist, there was leisurely coffee and reading, there was beating and sub space and cumming, there was more lying together....
As the weekend was winding down, the clouds cleared, the wind died down, and it made it into the 50's. I surprised him by lying naked on the porch bench, soaking up the sun. Not quite what he had wanted, and no mosquitos, but surrounded by trees and the pond, and a dragonfly did land on my boob and hang out at one point. Finding me there that way brought a huge grin to his face and I love being able to make him happy like that.
Sounds lovely.
ReplyDeleteIt was indeed, thanks.
DeleteThat really is wonderful! I'm now picturing a dragon fly on your boob.
ReplyDeleteThe dragonfly was unexpected, kinda wixh we had gotten a picture.
DeleteLovely.
ReplyDeleteMadly jealous now, of course, but even more madly happy for you. :-)
We are very grateful that we had this chance. thank you.
Delete' I think my husband decided that, even though he could do it and I would certainly obey, probably no one actually feels aroused when soaked, freezing, and miserable, including him. '
ReplyDeletelol! my husband is practical like that too. I've come to really appreciate it!
I'm so glad you got some time together and had such a lovely, reconnecting time.
I so appreciate this about my husband - he wants to push - but not in ways that are just stupid. Thank you.
DeleteDitto to everything that was already said. :)
ReplyDeletethanks Misty.
DeleteI am envious, it sounds like a dream week end! Truly lovely!
ReplyDeleteIt was a much needed opportunity - thank you.
DeleteAhhh......sometimes the unexpected plan are the best....sounds like a weekend to remember for a long time...very nice.
ReplyDeletehugs abby
He's very good at going with the flow - thanks.
DeleteGreengirl,
ReplyDeleteOh. You made me long for life before....just a teeny tiny bit.
So happy you got that reconnect time in! Lounging on the porch naked? Lovely. Its wonderful when the things without much effort can please them.
Bleu - we are just at the other end of that particular journey. You have such adventures ahead. I very much like that the small, quiet things are just as important as big scenes. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteI'm so happy for you! That sounds absolutely lovely.
ReplyDeleteI'm envious of the dragonfly interlude. They are my favorite bug. :)
lm - mine too - one of the great things about this place - so many dragonflys. Thank you.
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