Recoverd, maybe...

I got back to Shreveport really late in the morning and only got two hours of sleep before having to go to work. I was sick all day Tuesday and went home early to sleep. I woke up only for dinner then went back to sleep. I feel a lot better today, but I’m still sleepy. K called and told me to get a lot of sleep for the weekend. We will have a lot more time together. She wants to try one of those toys my parents gave me. Well, that’s what she wants so off to dinner and then sleep.

Back home...

We had to rush to the airport since I slept late. I quickly breezed through security. Then waited to board the plane. The flight was full and I was sure they were going to hand search my carry on. Nope, walked right on the plane. I need to plan this more often, since when I don’t really want them to search, they search, and we I do, they don’t. All those embarrassing things, and no one to embarrass. The flight was bad. Turbulence started right when they start handing out the snacks and drinks and didn’t stop. In fact, it kept getting worse. I tried to sleep, but soon got really nauseous. I couldn’t wait to get on the ground and get rid of the headache. K came to pick me up at the airport. What I didn’t know was that she went out and bought a new trench coat earlier. When I got to her car, she was wearing her new trench coat, buttoned all the way up. I couldn’t see what was under it. By the time we got to the tollbooth to exit the airport, I could barely contain my curiosity. As soon as we pulled on the highway, I was checking under the trench coat. She was wearing a sexy corset, garter belt, stockings, and a cute little g-string. All the way home I gently caressed her, but had to restrain myself. After torturing me in the car, I couldn’t keep my hands off of her. When we got home neither could she. She wouldn’t let me take any of her beautiful cloths off. She then begged to be tied up and how could I refuse. It had been a long weekend and we both needed some fun. I tortured her until she couldn’t take it anymore, and then removed her from the bonds and gently removed the beautiful outfit. It had done its job well. We continued to play with each other for a couple of hours. Exhausted, elated, and sans headache, I still had to drive to Shreveport. I really hated leaving and left really late. I wonder why?

Apples everywhere...

We went to pick apples with my parents best friends. They were nice and the drive in the country was really cool. The leaves haven’t started to change yet, but it was nice cool weather. The orchard was the one my dad and I would go to when I was in high school. It has been a long time since I’ve been there. The apples weren’t really ready, my dad said he would return in two weeks and get some more. We only picked about one bag of apples and my parents’ friends picked two. When we got home later that evening, we hung out in the kitchen and helped cook dinner, a leg of lamb and mashed potatoes. After about all day without talking about sex, it seems over the first bottle of wine the conversation drifted into that subject, and never left. The two bottles of wine we had were from my parents’ friends. They bottle their own wine and have a ranch with a couple of horses on it. The wine was really good. While waiting for the lamb to cook, mom went and grabbed my birthday gifts, a huge box of godiva chocolate and an oyster knife. She then decided to give me a few extra toys they had. Apparently, they order toys and seem to collect a lot of free gifts that they really didn’t want. Oh well, their loss, my gain. I really love our relationship. They gave me a few catalogs that they collected that I hadn’t seen before. More stuff for the carry on. It will be neat to see if I get searched. The lamb was awesome, and for desert we had godiva chocolate and a really nice bottle of champagne.