Dopiness, new vibrator, and Skype

I have mentioned in the past that my guy tends to initiate Skype chats. I used to initiate writing e-mails to him.

I am not sure why I stopped writing them. I think that it was mainly because my guy didn't respond to them for days. I just gave up. It was a lot faster to talk to him over the phone or to text him.

As of late, my guy has been writing more e-mails to me. I am uncertain why there is this sudden shift. The only explanation I can come up with is that he misses me. He should be on his way home from The Hague right now.

Last Tuesday, he wrote me a short e-mail. I'll just quote the first few sentences. The rest of the e-mail only makes sense if you work for the same company!

Hey there dopey girl,

How are you doing? Hope all is good and you're back to your sober self (not that the dopey version of you is not a lot of fun :)).

I'm trying to survive here with a group of folks who have more questions than the Trebek dude :)

Tuesday was a bit hectic for me. I was working from home and was about to turn off my work laptop. My guy sent me a message on Skype. He caught me at a good time. He wanted to voice-chat. So, we did.

Recently, I got a new vibrator. I told my guy about it. I don't have too many sex toys. This vibrator was regularly priced at $65, but I bought it on sale for $5. The geeky part about this vibrator is that you can plug it into your iPhone or iPod touch, and play music. The vibrator then vibrates to the beat of whatever song you are playing. My guy was equally intrigued as I was about this device. It finally arrived late last week. I just need to get AAA batteries to test it out. My guy wants to test it out with me. Yay!

We reflected on our time in the hotel. I didn't think that we'd have another opportunity like that. My guy said that he'd tell my boss that he wanted to screw me and that he would get the room. Yes, he was joking. It was also sweet that he was thinking of me and missing me terribly.

He thought that I was sweet when I was so dopey. I remember all of it. I just was too dopey to react. We both agreed that the dry humping from behind was enjoyable.

We went into phone sex. I actually wanted to get him off. What did the trick? I said the following:

I want you to spank me hard. You will want to fuck me from behind afterward and I will resist. But, secretly, I want you to take advantage of me. Although I will deny liking it, I truly want you to, because I am your slut and I'd do anything for you.

My guy said my name as if it were a mantra after hearing what I had said and came. He made my day.

I miss him. I especially miss him tonight.