It was one of those weekends, you know the kind… we had nothing scheduled, no place we had to be, no one dropping in, just a quiet weekend alone, the kind we all dream about but seldom experience. The only unfortunate part was that Linda had been suffering through a cold all week and her batteries need recharging. Fortunately (queue the trumpets to play a heroic cadence here), I was there to take care of her and wait on her hand and foot. She needed some TLC and I was willing to provide it.
It proved to be just what she needed and by Sunday night I could tell that she would be ready to start a new week. I fixed her favorite foods, gave her a long massage, even changed the polish on her toes. She was properly pampered, if I do say so myself.
The upside of this was that we spent almost every waking hour (as well as every sleeping hour) together that weekend. It provided us plenty of time to cuddle and converse. As much as I was into pleasing Linda, she was also making sure that I got some ‘pleasing’ out of the deal as well.
Linda insisted that I be properly prepped to perform my placating. (Ok, I will stop with the ‘p’s now.) I dressed in a cute lounging outfit consisting of knee length silk pants and strappy top. On my feet I wore princess slippers. I had a light makeup application to complete the femmy look. While serving I slipped on a pale pink hostess apron. I was the epitome of ‘sissy boy’ and Linda didn’t let me forget it, commenting on my sissy-ness throughout the weekend. At one point she took a digital photo of me, then uploaded it onto her computer. I would be willing to bet that it was attached to an email and sent to Darryl soon after.
As for the conversations that took place, one dealt with my blog. Linda informed me that she had been checking it out again.
“I saw where several people had commented on our sex life and offered suggestions on how it should be handled,” she stated. “What do you think of the suggestions that I should cut you off from having intercourse with me and that I should save that for Darryl and possibly other ‘real men’? Do you like that idea? Darryl had suggested that very thing during one of our phone conversations.”
I was shocked by her comments. I knew that she checked into my blog from time to time. I guess she has taken time to read the comments left as well. I replied that I wasn’t in favor of that idea, that I was not happy with our long abstinence that had taken place recently.
“But look at you right now,” she replied. “Why would I want to have sex with a sissyboy? I mean, you have your place and all. You have a great tongue and are wonderful at oral pleasures. But at times it is difficult to think of you as a man. You are much better at being a girlfriend. Don’t you agree?”
I could see where this was heading and I really didn’t want to go there. I reminded her of the great sex we have had, like the previous weekend. Plus I pointed out that I didn’t think either of us enjoyed going long periods of time without sexual pleasure.
“Well, maybe we each need to have local boyfriends to take care of our needs. That way we wouldn’t have to wait until Darryl and Roger can make us happy again,” Linda smiled as she rubbed the erection under my panties. Her talk and actions had turned me on, but I wasn’t happy about her idea.
So, for those of you who have made those comments and suggestions, I hope you are happy. I hope, in the future, you won’t plant any more ideas. I never know which ones Linda will grab onto. Plus I think my life is complicated enough right now that we don’t need to push things any further. You just never know when she will be reading this blog and taking ideas to heart!