It’s been 119 days since we met. Since I breathed in your scent at the delicious point where your shoulder meets your neck. Under the crisp collar, a tender spot that lures me everytime we meet to breathe deeply and sigh, and smile. Home I think. Home I feel. This is home, I hear myself saying.
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Owning pleasure – an about us post
I remember it so clearly. I was lying on my bed even though it was lunchtime, I was still wearing my underwear which was also odd as I like to sleep naked. However, I wasn’t there to sleep, I was there for my own pleasure, with a man that wasn’t there, and who also wasn’t my husband. We’d been talking for months, from early spring until this warm summer day. I could hear the cars on the busy road outside, going about their business as if something as if all was normal. So afraid of being caught was I that I wondered how could they not know what I was…
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Lessons I have learnt from grief
Those of you that follow me on twitter will have seen my message about my mum’s death. She became ill with Corvid-19 around a week ago, her nursing home had an outbreak in the corridor of the building her room was on and they locked it down to isolate those people who were ill with it from those that weren’t. In retrospect it hasn’t taken long at all, however it feels like a journey of a million steps from there to here. Mum was comparatively physically robust, certainly when I contrast her with my dad’s frailty of the three years before he died. Her mind was where her fragility showed.…
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Go for a walk, then write about it
I was reminded the other day about the state known as subfrenzy. This is most notable in women who become aware of the concept of a D/s relationship, often via films or writings of some kind and then become obsessed with finding a Dom or getting their slightly bemused partner to Dominate them. This is often not accompanied by proper exploration or evaluation of the risks and benefits. Many people, and I include myself in that category, do not have a well functioning method of communication, understand the concept of consent or have good boundaries. Many are co-dependent and see D/s as a way to explain why they see themselves…
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SinfulSunday – baking bread
In common with any of us I am experimenting with baking bread whilst at home. An important part of this is the equipment required which in this case includes a pinny! Here’s an extra pic for this prompt week 💋 Take good care out there and check out the other great images posted this week by clicking the link below ❤
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SinfulSunday – bathtime
Nothing nicer than a restorative bath is there?
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Love in a time of Corona Virus – when your relationship is LDR or complicated
I don’t know about you but I am aware of tears not being far away most of the time. Outwardly I am doing OK, if a little distracted during my working day and finding it hard to concentrate and focus. But when you are self isolating that could be expected I think and in the main I am supported, my work is OK and my family well so far. So, why the tears? If I enquire more closely into my feelings I notice this sense of loss, and below that fear of more loss, layered over an uncertainty that I haven’t felt for a while. Generally my sense of being…
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#F4TFriday – oops we did it again!
You might have seen my twitter posts with #InAField as the tag over the last couple of years. Initially they were accompanied by pictures of our candlelabra as we ate in the evening. Most recently the pictures have included boots, tweed jackets and sometimes have even been taken from the back of a carriage as we have careered around a field. After a lifetime of not being sporty I find myself a competitor in a sport so far removed from my working class background that it makes me gasp. Think of Ben Hur, minus the wheel spurs obviously, and complete with a woman hanging onto the back of a carriage…
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SinfulSunday – good-bye 61
In most recent years Eroticon has co-incided with my birthday weekend and this has often allowed me the chance to take pictures in the hotels I stay in for the weekend. This always makes me excited because I love hotel bathrooms. The mirrors and the lighting afford endless opportunities for photos with repeating images and they always spark my creativity. Today is day before my 62nd birthday. I am viewing my body with a photographer’s eyes as I create this image. I am also viewing it internally with kinder eyes than I used to. I am noting what I like. I am noting that my body can give me and…
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SinfulSunday – silk and lace
A change in the season means an opportunity to wear my lovely lingerie on Sunday mornings. They make me feel feminine and that pushes me more into the sensual side of my nature. Spring is springing! 💚💛💚 Don’t forget to click on the link below to see what other wonderful images have been posted this week
