This evening

Saturday, 12:30

I went shopping this morning. Well, it is something I do every Saturday.  Yogurt to take with me at work, bananas and other stuff.
I rarely make a list of what I need. So I forgot to get some sugar for my coffee. Not a drama, I can do perfectly without it.

I got a bottle of excellent red wine, a Merlot. Oh yes, and a box of 12 rubbers. Durex Feel Sensual with extra lube. Princess does not need that extra lube but, well, I have something special in mind. Like in double penetration.

The young female cashier, obviously a student worker, blushed when she scanned the product and avoided eye-contact. It made me smile.

Back home I lifted the heavy mattress from our bed. Fastened some screws but was unable to find out why that damned bed is creaking that hard when we fuck.

Lowered the mattress again, jumped on the bed making some fuck-movements. Not sure if the squeaking is gone though.

I emptied the living room dinner table. It has the perfect height for some hard fucking.

Just received a call from my slave. He’s sneezing and his voice coarse. He works outside mainly and this past week has been cold, warm and cold and then false warm like sun but a chilly wind.
What a bummer.
He can’t come.
He tells me he is sorry. I understand. No problem albeit I was, we were, looking forward to this hot evening. And a second threesome.

So it is plan B for this evening.
We are going to the club for an intense play evening. Meet with some friends, have a few drinks. Do some spanking and flogging, you know, the kind you can’t do at home if you don’t want the local SWAT-team busting your door.

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