Thursday, June 21, 2018

Trying to get the keys to his car while he is away

It was time to leave the treehouse, get into my car, and drive my guy to the airport. Luckily, I had sobered up. He was getting out of dopey mode.
"You can give me your keys and I will take care of your car while you are away," I said.
"That's okay," he said, sobering up himself.
"That's so mean. I made you happy and am driving you to the airport. I get rewarded without driving your car?" I teased.
I held his hand. He liked that better and squeezed mine.

Wednesday, June 20, 2018

Dentist, dry mouth, and Internet connection problems... fun!

On Tuesday, I had a dentist appointment at 9 am. I had pointed out to my team that I would be away for roughly 1.5 hours and then would continue working from home.

I typically have a one-on-one meeting with my manager every other Tuesday at 10:30 am. He sent me an e-mail, asking if he needed to reschedule. I said no, which should have been implied that I would make it home in time.

My regular teeth-cleaning and exam appointment has been fairly uneventful for a few years now. Sure, I have had three different hygienists (not my fault), but my teeth not having any issues have been the constant.

Sure enough, my appointment was over just after 10 am. I drove to Starbucks to get an iced black tea, and then drove home. I was home well before 10:30 am.

I have dry mouth. I am not sure whether I have mentioned it in my blog, but I have had it for over a decade. Going to the dentist makes the condition worse for a bit, as you have your mouth open for most of the appointment and the suction tool that is used doesn't make things better! It's the usual thirty-minute wait after you have your fluoride rinse where you can drink anything.

By the time I got my drink, I could consume it. Yay!

Anyway, I got home and noticed that my connections to various servers on my laptop had died. I also didn't have wifi on my phone. Sure enough, my modem-router needed to be rebooted. I knew that I would be down when 10:30 am hit.

I have our corporate messaging app on my phone. I dialled into my meeting that way, so I was on time.

My manager is constantly late. Today, I hoped that he truly was late. Someone was on my side. He was late by fifteen minutes.

I rebooted my laptop. My wifi was up and running. All was well. I dialled in through my laptop, which was essential for me to share information on my screen with him.

My manager finally got to the office and dialled in. He asked again whether we should reschedule. I said no. We could do our meeting in thirty minutes.

The last one-on-one meeting was horrific. He was in a foul mood. Today, he was much better. He said that there should be more employees like me. I took that compliment, as it is rare for him to dish it out. I hope that he stays nice for a while.

Tuesday, June 19, 2018

Orgasms, ejaculation, and treehouse fun

My guy and I arrived at the office and parked. He is incredibly boyish at times.
"Could you drive me to the airport?" he asked me, looking at my car's trunk that I had opened.
"Of course," I said, with both of us knowing that we'd spend more time together.
He had three items to transport to my car. One was a box with his training materials. Another was his suitcase. The third was his computer rolling bag.

My car is smaller than his tank of a car. We agreed that we'd use his car as the treehouse and loaded everything in my car's trunk and backseat.

We got into my guy's car. It was a warm day -- summer-like in temperature. I asked if he could open the windows. He did.

We hugged. We kissed. I was wearing shorts. He hugged my bare legs and caressed them.
"You have the sexiest legs that I have ever seen," he commented.
"You're sweet, as usual," I replied.
We snugged up to each other. I caressed his chest over his blue shirt.
"I love your chest," I said.
"I love yours, too," he replied, groping my right breast, which made me laugh.
He played with me. He ran his hands up and down my legs. He eventually found out how wet I was. He fingered me until I came. I loved it, as usual.

I wanted to give him a handjob. He let his hard cock out for me to hold and play with. He likes pleasing me so much that he made me orgasm again while I was trying to make him cum.

Eventually, I did successful make him ejaculate. It helps that I like telling him stories. He came pretty fast.
"I remember when we were in Istanbul and were heading to the train. We were on an escalator. I went to grab your hand and got your balls instead," I said.
"Yes," he confirmed.
"You gave the impression that it was bad for me to do that in public. Secretly, you wanted me to play with you there," I said.
"That's true," he said, getting harder by the minute.
"You like f*cking me. If you wanted to at 2 am, you'd wake me up and say so," I noted.
"I'd love that," he replied.
"I need to sleep next to you naked. That way, when you want to have me, you can instantly," I said.
With that little story, he came all over my hand and thigh. It was great.

We cleaned up. My guy bend over to start the car. I admired his bare butt and groped it.
"Ooh, butt! I love eye candy," I replied.
It was a good day together.

Monday, June 18, 2018

Having lunch, being groped, and enjoying a kiss

My guy and I are predictable when we have lunch or dinner at the closest Chinese restaurant by our workplace. It was no different on Saturday when we were there for lunch.

I got spicy garlic chicken. He got ginger beef. Both came with steamed rice. Our food was yummy, as always.

We had a wonderful time chatting and laughing. I shared with him that I am going for a week-long business trip in August. He has been there once roughly five years ago, so I got some travel pointers from him.

After we were done having lunch, we left the restaurant. I grabbed his hand and we ran little circles with our thumbs as we held hands. It was reminiscent of the first time that we ever held hands.
"I like that you have cool hands. They are perfect when it feels like summer. It cools me down," I noted.
"Yes, I don't have icy cold hands that make you cringe," he said, smiling.
"You are probably annoyed that my body heat is running high," I noted.
"You're hot, so it makes sense," he said sweetly.
He walked me to my car first, which was closer. I went to unlock my car. His right hand grabbed my left buttock. He groped it often, which aroused me.
"What happens if someone sees you grabbing my butt?" I asked him.
"That person would probably agree with me that a cute girl like you likes your butt groped. You're attractive," he said.
We kissed. It was a nice, tender kiss. The sun was out and about, which made the kiss special.

We separated for a bit. We had to drive back to the office in our cars, load his luggage in my car, and have a bit of treehouse time before heading off to the airport.

Sunday, June 17, 2018

Driving, delays, and lunch

Saturday came and went. I anticipated seeing my guy, I did, and he is off on a plane.

He called me at noon.
"I'm about thirty minutes from the restaurant," he said.
"You're early. I'm just heading out the door," I said.
"That's good. See you soon," he said.
I can tell when he is eager to see me. He is known to be late. Today, we reversed roles.

I decided not to take the toll highway, but the regular one. I realize why I like the toll. It took forever to get to the restaurant. On top of that, my fuel light decided to let me know that my car's fuel tank was running low. I went to fill my car up.

My guy called me a couple of minutes after 13:00, which was the time that we had agreed to meet. He knows how punctual I am.
"How far away are you from the restaurant?" he asked me.
"I just pasted the office. I'm about two minutes away. Sorry for the delay. Traffic on the highway was horrendous and I had to fuel up my car," I pointed out.
"It's okay. Take your time," he said.
I arrived at the restaurant and parked. I then walked up to my guy, who was sitting in his car with the door wide open.
"Hey," I said.
"Hey," he replied, getting out.
"You look summery," he said, looking at my Snoopy t-shirt, shorts, and sandals.
"It's warm, so I thought it would be a good look," I said, caressing his nicely shaved head.
We headed towards the restaurant. We were both hungry for lunch.

Saturday, June 16, 2018

A quick change for lunch... pho sure!

On Friday, I went out with my small team for lunch. We had originally thought about going to Dairy Queen.

When we approached the restaurant, I looked at a sign that indicated that there was pho. All three off us were curious. We decided to try that restaurant out instead. Both restaurants are in the same plaza.

You know what? The pho was amazing. It was all about the broth. So good!

I like how we can easily change our plans and no one is stressed out. It's nice.

Friday, June 15, 2018

A call to set up a lunch date

During the intermission between bands the other night, I remembered that I needed to forward a work e-mail to my guy. He works from home and only comes to the office when he needs to.

He is travelling this weekend and will be away on business for two weeks. I had to let him know that the parking lot is going through a ton of construction at work, which is outlined in the forwarded e-mail.

I also told him that I was in his neck of the woods with my manager the following day to conduct student interviews for the upcoming work term.

On Tuesday, I participated in these interviews. At around 15:30, my cell phone rang. I didn't pick it up in time. My guy had called.

I immediately called him back. I was in a room with my manager, so I couldn't be too mushy.
"Hey," I said.
"Hey," he said. "Am I interrupting your interviews?" he asked me.
"Our last candidate is writing a test, so your timing is perfect. How are you doing?" I asked him.
"I'm good. How about you?" he asked me back.
"I'm hanging in there," I replied.
"Just letting you know that my trip is confirmed. I fly out on Saturday at 16:00," he said.
"Cool. Can we do lunch?" I asked him.
"Sure. How about 13:00?" he asked.
"Perfect," I replied.
"I'll let you go, so you continue to grill," he teased.
"I don't grill!" I said.
He's sweet and thoughtful. I like when he calls me. It made my day.

Thursday, June 14, 2018

Concert and achiness

On Monday night, I went to see a concert in the heart of downtown Toronto. It was amazing. I was on my feet for nearly three hours, dancing, cheering, and singing.

I tend to park several blocks away from the concert venue. Let's just say that I got a pretty good workout that night.

The band was amazing. The music was great, as expected. I had a great time.

Naturally, with all that dancing and walking, my legs were achy. Yep, I'm getting old.

It was well worth the pain to go see this band play live.

Monday, June 11, 2018

Beer and food festival, and busy days ahead

On Saturday, my friend and I met up at my home. We decided to take one car to head over to a festival that celebrated craft beer and food truck goodness.

I offered to drive. It was nice to catch up. We spent about three hours at the festival. I got bitten by bugs a couple of times. I know that they aren't mosquitoes, as those bites tend to swell up a ton. These bugs were probably something else. I'm itchy, I have small bumps, but I'm okay.

After we were done at the festival, we went shopping. I don't recommend walking that much in one day. We had a lot of energy and had fun. My legs were somewhat achy before I hit the sack and they needed a rest!

We went to an East Indian restaurant for dinner. It was a buffet, but we both don't eat plates upon plates of food. We go for the variety of curries, salads, and more. It was great to have yummy food and chat some more.

Sadly, all good weekends must come to an end. These next few days will be busy. I have a concert and a brief road trip for work. At least this week is interesting!

Sunday, June 10, 2018

Quick thoughts before hitting the sack

I had a wonderful time catching up with my friend on Saturday. We walked so much. My legs are achy!

I'll write more in my next post. I just wanted to check in and say that it was great sampling craft beer, eating various yummy goodies, and shopping with her.

I'm off to turn in with a smile on my face.

Saturday, June 09, 2018

Being mushy after looking at a photo of me

The weekend is here! I am spending part of my weekend with a dear friend. We are going to the beer and food truck festival. It's always nice to catch up with her.

My guy misses me. The feeling is always mutual.

We had this conversation:
"I like your profile pic on LinkedIn," he said.
"Thanks. You should. You took it," I reminded him.
"Yes, that's true. The subject makes the photo," he said.
"You're oozing sweetness again," I commented.
"When I miss you, it comes out naturally," he admitted.
"I like when you're mushy," I noted.
"You're worth it," he said.
I like when he's in mushy mode.

Thursday, June 07, 2018

I'm a winner!

Little things that brighten my day and even month balance out the craziness at work these days. They are definitely encouraged!

There was a contest over a week ago to win tickets to a craft beer and food truck festival. Why not enter it? It was hosted on Instagram, which required reposting the image, tagging a couple of places, and mentioning the festival.

The good news is that I won a pair of tickets! So, I am going to this festival with a dear friend of mine this weekend.

It's funny, but my friend saw my repost and asked whether we could get together that very day. She wasn't sure if I had completely planned to go, regardless of the contest.

Perhaps I am more optimistic than she is. She said that, "If you don't win, we can go someplace else."

When I won, I tagged her and said, "We're going to the festival!"

Most of the time, I won't put my heart into the whole winning thing. When you don't win, the disappointment hurts less that way. For some reason, I had a good feeling about winning these tickets. Luck was on my side.

Wednesday, June 06, 2018

Playfully confusing my guy

It's fun being playful. My guy and I were cuddling in bed when we had this conversation.
"I'm a good girl, right?" I asked him.
"No, you are a bad girl," I said.
"That's not right. I'm a good girl," I said.
"No. It's one reason why I spank you," he admitted.
"So, I'm a bad girl and you spank me because I'm not good," I said, working it out.
"Yes," he confirmed.
"I'm good at not being a bad girl," I said.
"Yes," he said.
Silence. I smiled.
"I mean no," he corrected himself.
"I'm good," I said happily.
"You are good at confusing me," he said, hugging me tightly.
"I'm a good girl," I confirmed.
It's easy not to be sharp after both of us are in a dopey state of mind.

Tuesday, June 05, 2018

Weezer covers Toto's "Africa"

I love 80's music. It's my decade.

In grade 9, our junior band played Toto's "Africa" for our Christmas concert. I loved that song, even though I practiced it to death on my clarinet.

I was thrilled the other day to learn that Weezer has covered the song. The band has done justice to it. Normally, I prefer the original. I still do, but I like Weezer's cover so much that I have been playing it practically nonstop since I discovered it.


Long live 80's music!

Monday, June 04, 2018

Travel and memories while cuddling

I enjoy when my guy and I cuddle. We have the best conversations, whether we are alert or dopey.
"I am probably going on another business trip soon. It's not confirmed just yet," he said to me.
"Cool. Where are you off to?" I asked him.
"Istanbul. If all goes well, I'd be leaving in the middle of June for a couple of weeks," he said.
"Would you be staying at the same hotel that we were at?" I asked.
"Probably," he said.
"I liked that hotel. I remember the last day when you were shaving your head. You had shaving cream on your head, and you were wearing white slippers and a white bathrobe," I reminisced.
"I looked like a snowman?" he asked.
"Nope. You looked like an angel, except we know that you're not," I said, smirking.
"You're my sweet angel," he said.
He held me tight and kissed me. It was heavenly.

Sunday, June 03, 2018

Second spanking and playful nibbling

As of late, my guy likes giving me a second spanking. I have told him in the past that I love feeling like I am extra bad. Having layers fo clothing removed when I am spanked gets me highly aroused. It's a similar effect with a second spanking.

We were cuddling and chatting in bed. Somehow, our conversation led to my guy spontaneously spanking me.

He lifted my skirt up and started to spank me with his bare hand. It was fun. My butt was still sore from the earlier hard spanking.
"It'll be better if I pull down your panties," he said, doing so and spanking me some more.
"You're so mean," I said, enjoying the moment.
"I love spanking a bad girl like you," he noted.
He playfully nibbled on my hard right nipple. I loved all of it.

We cuddled some more, with my guy rubbing my sore bare backside.

Saturday, June 02, 2018

Handjob and cleaning

While cuddling, my guy asked me a question.
"Where's the handjob that you promised me?" he asked.
"I'm ready," I said, moving my hand down to his erect member. "You are, too."
He pulled down his boxer briefs. I was happy to wrap my hand around his hard cock and started jerking him off.
"Do you like to be with bad girls like me?" I asked him.
"Yes, a lot," he replied.
"If we were on your flight home, you could f*ck me from behind in the bathroom, right?" I asked.
"Definitely. We would fit just fine and we would cum together," he said.
"If we were in the taxi from the airport to the hotel, you would f*ck me in the backseat, wouldn't you?" I asked.
"For sure. I'd love it," he said.
Moments later, he ejaculated all over my hand. I get great satisfaction making him cum.
"I'm going to get a towel. Don't move," I said, which made him laugh.
The best part of being in a hotel room is cleaning up with clean towels. It's definitely better than having paper towel in the car. I cleaned up the cum and then returned to cuddling up next to him.

Friday, June 01, 2018

Punished with a leather paddle, followed by cuddles

My guy and I moved from the sofa in our hotel room to the side of the bed. My guy was unbuckling his belt and taking off his jeans. I sat on the edge of the bed next him, groping his right buttock.
"I think that you should be punished for being bad, not me," I insisted, enjoying groping him.
"Nope, you're my bad girl. Bend over the bed," he said.
"I don't want to," I said, reluctantly.
As I bent over, he gave me a playful smack on my left buttock.

I had a short skirt on. He lifted it up, which exposed my black panties. The black leather paddle matched up nicely with them.

He started smacking my left buttock a few times before he moved over to my right. The smacks started to sting after the first twenty.
"You're mean to my bottom," I said. "It hurts."
"Good," he replied. "Did you bring the wooden paddle?"
"No," I said.
"That's a reason to spank you harder," he insisted, doing just that.
"That hurts a lot!" I exclaimed.
"Where did you leave the wooden paddle?" he asked, continuing the paddling.
"I left it in my car," I said. "I can't be expected to bring everything because you're lazy."
"What, I'm going to go fetch it?" he asked.
"Yes," I challenged.
He pulled down my panties. I became completely aroused. I love when he does it. I know that I have been his bad girl.

The smacks were hard. He paused to run his hand from the back of my ankle to my thigh, and then went in the oppose direction down my right leg. He loves my bare legs.

He continued to paddle me across my bare butt.
"I love how red your butt is," he said, admiring the view.
He teased me by fingering my wet pussy, which made me want to orgasm. He then gave me a few smacks and did it again. He's my Mr. Meanie.

Eventually, he fingered me and made me reach orgasm hard. It was amazing.

He went to wash up. I pulled myself onto the king bed and rested there.

He came over and chuckled. He joined me in bed and cuddled.
"My butt is sore," I said.
"Good," he said.
He kissed me on my forehead as we continued to cuddle. I love a good start to the weekend.

Thursday, May 31, 2018

Relatives are in the 'hood

It's a bit busy these days. My aunt and uncle are here for the first time in the Toronto area. They have come from Hong Kong.

I'll resume writing about my staycation with my guy shortly. Hope you are all well!

Wednesday, May 30, 2018

Sweets, kisses, hugs, and a paddle

On Saturday, my guy's flight was expected to land at around 07:30. I had anticipated that he would get to the hotel by 09:00.

I woke up at around 07:45. It was the perfect time to get myself ready. The anticipation of seeing him was building.

My guy knocked on the door at 08:40. He was early. Yay!

I looked through the door's peephole. He was standing outside, with a nice smile on his face. I opened the door.

He looked good. We stood there admiring each other for a few seconds.
"Delivery!" he exclaimed, holding a white box that looked like pizza.
"Hey, I know you," I said.
He walked in. He let me know that the box contained sweets, as promised. He set the box down.

We embraced. I hugged him tightly and told him that I missed him. He whispered that he missed me, too.

I caressed his cleanly shaved head. We kissed. He held my hand and led me to the sofa.

We kissed some more. And hugged some more, too.

I was wearing a cold shoulder shirt with a short skirt. He adjusted my shirt and found my black bra strap. He was aroused. He touched my bare thigh and proceeded to find my crotch.

He played with me for a bit before his fingers went under my black panties. He fingered me. I was wet and equally as aroused as he. He made my reach orgasm hard. It was good.

We cuddled for a bit and then talked. He lightly swatted my right buttock.
"I need to punish you. Where is your punishment tool?" he asked me.
"What punishment tool? I'm your good girl," I replied.
"No, you're my bad girl. I need to punish you. Go find your spanking implement," he insisted.
It's always exciting when I am about to get a hard spanking.

Tuesday, May 29, 2018

Waiting for his flight and teasing him for killing time

It's fun teasing my guy.
"How long do you have to wait until you board your flight?" I asked him.
"I have an hour," he said.
"So, you have an hour to spare. You asked yourself, 'Who can I talk to while I kill an hour? Oh, I know. Cutiebootie. She has no life,'" I teased.
"That sounds so bad, sweetie. You know that I want to talk and be with you all the time," he admitted.
"I know. It just sounds more dramatic my way," I said, laughing.
I wished him a safe flight and looked forward to seeing him at the hotel.

Monday, May 28, 2018

Flight home with sweets - penises?

I'm back from my staycation. It was wonderful.

My guy called me on Friday from the airport while I was checking in to our hotel room. He has impeccable timing.

I finally got checked in and we chatted for a bit.
"I bought you sweets," he cheerfully said.
"Yay! Are they the ones that looks like penises?" I asked.
"Nope, they are different," he said.
"You're sweet for getting me sweets, sweetie," I said.
The sweets that look like penises are Egyptian delights. They have the same outer lining as Turkish delight, except that they have walnuts in them and are cylindrical. Each one is rolled in powered sugar. I affectionately call them penises.

The funny thing is that he knew what I had meant.

Friday, May 25, 2018

Staycation and hand pain update

I am all packed for my weekend with my guy. I am excited, although I feel like I have forgotten to pack something.

You know. The usual.

An update on my right hand pain... I have a feeling that it's my mouse and tons of clicking that has been causing the pain. I woke up on Thursday and was almost pain-free. I got to work and used my mouse a ton. I ended up with pain between my thumb and index finger.

The pain is there right now, but isn't as bad because I have been relaxing my hand. I may need to haul out my ergonomic mouse and see how that goes. Otherwise, I need to try an alternative to using a mouse.

Fun stuff. At least I am away from a mouse for a couple of days.

Thursday, May 24, 2018

Soreness in right hand

For just under a week, I have noticed soreness in the webbing between my index finger and my thumb on my right hand. I have had two bouts of soreness so far this year.

I don't know what caused it the first time. I basically took it easy and the pain went away.

Last Friday, I was doing a lot of mouse-clicking work with my index finger. I have a feeling that it may have triggered the soreness.

I am also thinking that I tend to grasp things tightly with my right hand. Perhaps the tendons in my right hand have seized up.

To alleviate the pain, I try not to use my mouse all that much. I also try not to grasp items so tightly. Instead, I open and close my hand periodically, which seems to help and relax my hand.

It's strange just how many odd things happen to me. It was completely unexpected!

Wednesday, May 23, 2018

Chatting and spanking Saturday

It's fun how my guy and I greet each other when we chat.
"Hey, sweetie weetie," I said.
"Hey, there. How are you, sweetie?" he asked me.
"I'm better now. How are things with you?" I asked him.
"I'm always great whenever I speak to you. You're my sweet girl," he replied.
"Sweet good girl," I corrected.
"Um, no. You are never good. You always need to be punished," he noted.
"You can spank me this weekend," I hinted.
"I'd love to," he replied.
It'll be a nice weekend for a spanking.

Tuesday, May 22, 2018

Driving his future car and abruptly changing the subject

My guy and I had a good chat on Skype yesterday. It's nice that we get to see each other this weekend.

We ended up chatting about cars, at first. My guy is the type who likes to get a completely different car than the one that he previously owned. As for me, it's a feeling. I have owned two Priuses in a row. I would have got another one, but I wanted a change and went with a Scion (now Corolla) iM.
"Who knows? Maybe the change will be driving your next car," I teased.
"How's the weather in Toronto?" he asked.
"Wow, that was a mighty subtle subject change," I said sarcastically, which made him laugh.
"I just had to ask about the weather," he said, chuckling.
It's fun teasing him and seeing how protective he is about his cars, whether he owns it now or will in future.

Monday, May 21, 2018

Missing handjobs and spankings

My guy and I had this conversation the other day:
"I wish that I had more time when I saw you at the office," he admitted.
"I know. You had more time than you normally do, though," I pointed out.
"True. I wish that you could have given me a handjob," he said.
"I can when you are back. I wish that you could have spanked me before boarding," I replied.
"I'll fix all that when I'm back. I miss you, bad girl," he said, definitively.
"I love when you say that I'm your bad girl," I noted.
I can picture him smiling on the other end of our call. I love knowing that I'm getting a spanking soon.

Sunday, May 20, 2018

Jokes and mushiness

My guy and I were chatting the other day. He cracked a joke and I laughed.
"I love when you laugh at my jokes. Normally, I have to tickle you," he teased.
"Your joke was funny. It's some of your puns that are horrible. All because I don't laugh doesn't mean that it's not clever, you know," I pointed out.
"Yes, I know. I just want you to be happy," he admitted.
"I am, especially with you," I said.
Yep, it was a mushy moment.

Saturday, May 19, 2018

Issues and a proposal

It's nice when you make a point and folks side with you. My motto is to give it a try, say what you need to say, and see what happens. It's better to say what you need to say than regret not saying a thing.

At work, a number of us were given a task to drive projects to their completion. My counterpart borders incompetence. She decided to assign a number of folks deadlines, including me. I pointed out that she can't arbitrarily assign deadlines to folks who need to do the work without consulting with them.

In an e-mail, I pointed out the issues that I have encountered trying to get various folks to collaborate on a single document of which they own certain sections. The idea that I need to work with them on deadlines and such was time-consuming.

Instead, I proposed a different way to get this work done. The leader of this group liked it. She held a meeting with us. On Friday morning, we ran through my proposal and it was approved. Go, me!

The catch is to strike a balance. It is one thing to list all issues encountered. It's also helpful to suggest a new approach.

I don't like inefficiency. It makes sense that I would speak up. Otherwise, I'd be miserable wasting not only everyone's time and effort, but mine, too.

Friday, May 18, 2018

Early morning meetings and time

It has been a long workweek. I have had a conference call every day at 8 am, except for Tuesday. On Tuesday, my call started at 7 am and went for four hours. Luckily, this meeting happens once a month.

Needless to say, I am pretty tired of all these early morning meetings. I collaborate with folks in Europe and Asia. Thus, I get the short end of the stick and have to wake up early for these meetings.

Luckily, it's a long weekend coming up. I can relax before I do this early morning routine again next week. So far, I only have early meetings next Tuesday and Wednesday.

My manager is a time-waster. He books our weekly team meeting for two hours and seems to force spending the full two hours discussing anything under the sun. It's not a productive use of time, especially when he reads PowerPoint slides and doesn't comprehend what he is reading. The rest of us have actual work to attend to.

Anyway, I am off to bed early. I'm beat.

Thursday, May 17, 2018

Snow tires and 60's music

It's the middle of May. I finally got my snow tires off.

This past winter was the first time that I got snow tires. I have lived in Minnesota and Manitoba for nearly nine years when you total everything. I don't know why I waited that long to get them, but they were great during all the snow and ice that we got here.

I have my tires stored at the dealership. I had originally wanted my tires changed last week, but there wasn't enough time to get them out of storage. So, it happened on Wednesday.

I seem to be able to strike up a conversation or have some sort of common bond with drivers shuttling me between the service centre and my home. Getting a ride home consisted of my humming to 60's music with my driver. He was enthusiastically tapping his hand to the beat. He was great in using is GPS to get me home.
"It's my first time not providing directions to get me home. Instead, I got to listen to 60's music," I remarked.
"You seem young to know 60's music," he noted.
"I grew up listening to that era. It was my mom and dad's decade, so I had no choice but to listen to it. Today was like reliving my childhood, but not my decade of music," I replied.
He smiled. I thanked him for making my day.

Wednesday, May 16, 2018

Staycation in less than two weeks

My guy returns home in roughly 1.5 weeks. Although it's never easy when he is away, this trip has been more bearable. It helps that he calls me every other day. Additionally, since he bought me a plush purple sheep, Woolly, hugging him when I need to helps.
"What time does your plane touch down?" I asked him.
"My flight arrives at around 7:30 am," he replied.
"I can book a room for that weekend," I suggested.
"That would be great. I can't wait to see you," he said.
"I'll be nice to see you, too," I said.
I have booked a weekend for us. We are both looking forward to our mini staycation.

Tuesday, May 15, 2018

A spanking to come

When my guy and I are apart, we like having phone sex through Skype.
"I like spanking you and seeing how red your butt gets," he admitted.
"I like when you spank me and tell me that I am a bad girl, even though I'm not," I replied.
"No, you are always my bad girl," he insisted.
"That's not true. When were saw each other for two weeks, I was a good girl because you didn't spank me," I noted.
"I will rectify all that when I return," he said.
"I will have to hide all the paddles," I pointed out.
"I can always use my hand to spank your bare butt," he replied.
I can't wait for him to return and spank me.

Monday, May 14, 2018

Sweet and horny

It goes without saying that whenever my guy is on the road, he misses me. I feel the same way when he is away.

We have a six-hour time difference, which isn't too bad. My guy doesn't deal with jet lag well, though. He becomes hornier when he is trying to adjust his biological clock.

On Sunday, he called me.
"Hey, sweetie," I answered.
"Hey, how are you?" He asked me.
"I'm good, thanks. You?" I reciprocated.
"I'm good, too. I'm about to go to bed, so I thought that I'd call you," he admitted.
"Are you hard?" I asked him.
"I'm very hard," he noted. "I miss you."
"I miss you, too. When are you not hard?" I asked him.
"When I'm not thinking of you," he said.
He's sweet and horny. It's a nice combination.

Sunday, May 13, 2018

Orgasm at the office

Before my guy had to leave the office and head to the airport, we hugged in our intimate meeting room. It felt good being in his arms, as always. We kissed, which made me melt.

My guy caressed my breasts.
"Hard nipples," he said, touching and observing.
"Look who I'm in the room with," I said.
"I can say the same about you," he replied.
"That's my butt," I remarked, as he helped himself to groping my right buttock.
"Do you want to cum?" he asked rhetorically.
His hand moved to my crotch. I was horny. Moments later, tightly hugging him, I came.
"Thank you. You're sweet," I said, giving him a kiss.
"I always want to make you feel good, as you deserve it," he said, kissing my forehead.
A minute later, we walked out of the meeting room to the elevators. I wished him a safe flight. He headed downstairs to his car. I headed upstairs to try and work.

Saturday, May 12, 2018

Purple nail polish and lust on my guy's part

On Monday, my guy looked at my left hand and reached out to hold it in his. He loves looking at my nails.
"I love the purple nail polish that you have on. Your nails always look perfect to me," he said.
"Thanks, sweetie," I replied, accepting his compliment.
On Friday, as I was driving home from work, he called me. He is doing well in Cairo, but misses me. The feeling is definitely mutual.
"I keep thinking about your freshly manicured nails," he admitted.
"You're being sweet," I replied.
"I really like that colour. I wish that your hands with your nice manicure would give me a handjob," he noted.
"When you're back home in two weeks, I'd be happy to give you one and more," I replied.
He was happy. I was, too.

Friday, May 11, 2018

Early for breakfast - getting to the truth with a kiss

My guy asked me on Monday whether I wanted to grab some breakfast. I had already eaten, so I wasn't hungry.
"It's strange that you have time to have breakfast with me. Normally, you're running late when you head to the airport," I pointed out.
"I've changed. It's the new me," he said boldly.
"There isn't a full moon. You love sleeping in. I don't buy it," I said to him.
"Here's the truth," he explained.
"Ah, ha! I knew it!" I exclaimed, which made him smile.
"My friend needed a ride downtown, so I woke up early and now I'm here with you," he said.
He had finished eating his fried egg breakfast sandwich. He walked over to dispose of the wrapper, but ended up groping my breasts and kissing me down my neck before getting to the garbage recepticle.

After getting rid of his sandwich wrapper, he approached me from my left and kissed me. I love when he does that.
"You look especially cute and sexy this morning," he said, sitting down.
"You're pretty good to look at on a Monday, too," I noted.
I like when he stops by the office, especially to perk up a mundane Monday.

Thursday, May 10, 2018

Cheesecake and generosity

I have decent team members on my team.

A colleague, who is my mini-me as far as work ethic goes, has a birthday coming up. I suggested that I get a cheesecake to celebrate within our team. I had visited this bakery a month ago and loved what I had sampled. The catch is that this bakery is five minutes away from where she lives. For me, it would take me an hour to get there.

She offered to pick up a cheesecake for our team to celebrate a couple of milestones. I had a coupon and gave it to her. The discount was for one cheesecake. She bought two after hearing my raving about it. The bakery gave her the discount on both cheesecakes. Nice!
"Excellent! I'm glad you got a discount on both," I texted her.
"Me, too. It was a start-the-car moment... lol," she replied.
"Let me know how much I owe you," I noted.
"Nah, don't worry about it. You always bring stuff in," she replied.
I'm glad that I'm rubbing off on the team. It was a kind gesture on her part.

Wednesday, May 09, 2018

Caressing and kissing a freshly shaved head

My guy called me again. He had bought breakfast at an eatery downstairs in our office building. He also gave me exact directions on which room he was in. It was impressive.

His instructions were perfect. I walked into the room.
"I followed the fried egg scent and came on in," I replied.
"I'm glad you did," he said, smiling at me.
I couldn't help but to caress his head.
"It's freshly shaved for you," he said, liking my touch.
"I love it," I replied, and tenderly kissed his head.
"Thank you, sweetie," he said.
"It makes me happy," I said, drawing a happy face on his head.
I have missed him so much. The feeling was mutual.

Tuesday, May 08, 2018

Teleconference vs. my guy's call

Every Monday, I have a conference call at 08:00. This past Monday, I had a different meeting, but at the same bat time. I drove into work on the call.

I had about ten minutes left of this conference call. My guy called me on my cell phone. I had to decline it. He was determined to reach me, so he called me again. I had to take it.
"Hey, do you realize that you are interrupting my conference call?" I said.
"I'm sorry. I'm driving into work. Are you there?" he asked me.
"Yes, I am. Can I call you back in five minutes or so?" I asked.
"Sure. Take your time," he replied.
Well, I ended our call and tried to resume my conference call. I couldn't reconnect. It was frustrating, as I didn't know what the final outcome was. I called my guy back.
"I couldn't get back into the call, so it's a mystery to me what was decided," I noted.
"I'm sorry, sweetie. I just wanted to hear you voice and see you before I fly off," he said.
"Where are you going?" I asked him.
"Cairo," he replied.
"That's pretty short notice," I indicated.
"Yes. I just found out about it on Friday. I'm gone for nearly three weeks. Did you want to do breakfast?" he asked.
"That's a long time. I already ate, but thanks," I replied.
"I'll call you when I fetch some breakfast and take it upstairs," he said.
"Sounds good. Drive safely and I'll see you soon," I replied.
"See you," he said.
Mondays are generally blah. Seeing him always perks me up, even though things weren't exactly smooth on this particular morning.

Monday, May 07, 2018

Birthday spanking dream

I had a wonderful dream last night. My guy spanked me on my birthday.

It's interesting that we tend to be apart on each other's birthday. There was only one time a couple of years ago where we spent my guy's birthday in Seattle. It was particularly special.

I loved my dream. He bent me over a wooden table. He carefully pulled down my panties and lifted up my short skirt. He then used the wooden paddle that he bought me to spank me.

I got a smack for each year that I have been fortunate to be on this planet. I got a couple of smacks for good measure. My bare backside was rosy red. I was happy. He was, too.

It'll be nice to replicate this dream in real life this year.

Sunday, May 06, 2018

Fifty Shades Freed on DVD... I can't wait!

The digital release of Fifty Shades Freed came out in late April. My willpower kicked in and I decided not to buy it. Instead, I am waiting for the DVD version, which generally gives you access to stream it online.


I will probably do what I did with Fifty Shades Darker, which is to buy the Target version. I have a way to buy it in the States and have it shipped to Canada. That DVD version has more behind-the-scene exclusives. I can't wait to order it!

I recently found this outtake photo from Twitter. I have no idea who to credit, but thanks to whomever for sharing this photo. I love it!

Saturday, May 05, 2018

Windy day with consequences

Toronto and its suburbs experienced strong winds on Friday afternoon. My colleagues and I went out for lunch just before noon. It was breezy. Roughly 1.5 hours later, we left the restaurant and the winds had picked up.

When I left work at 17:00, I had difficulty pushing the door to get out of the building. A bit of fear washed over me. I didn't want to be stuck at work. I basically put as much weight as I could leaning on the door. Eventually, I got out after trying for a minute.

I saw a bunch of debris blow everywhere as I drove home. The most frightening part was seeing a thin sign blow in front of my car. I sadly drove over it. I checked my car and didn't see any damage.

Traffic was horrific. Many street lights weren't working. I took a longer route home. I actually cut through Brampton. Many traffic officers were guiding traffic under such windy conditions.

Driving home, there were a couple of huge trees that had fallen. On a residential street roughly two minutes away by car from my home, it had blocked my entire driving lane. I had to move to the oncoming lane to get by.

I finally figured out that Toronto had winds gusting to 118 km/h. Wow. Simply insane.

Power was and may still be out in many neighbourhoods. I hope that everyone is safe.

Friday, May 04, 2018

Black smoke from my laptop charger

I have owned a universal laptop charger for roughly seven years. I had to retire it the other day.

On Wednesday morning, I had a teleconference at 08:00. I took the call on my laptop, with it plugged in and charging.

Just before the call ended, I noticed that there was black smoke coming from the charger. Some of the wires were exposed and touching, which caused the black casing around it to slowly burn. Naturally, I unplugged everything and used another charger.

On my call, the moderator said the following,
"Cutiebootie, do you have anything to add? Are you still on the call?"
I was, but needed to attend to this small incident that was thankfully just that. I unmuted my mic, said what I had to say, and our meeting came to a close.

It's good that it wasn't a video conference. The last thing I wanted folks to see was my laptop going up in smoke!

Thursday, May 03, 2018

Weather fluctuations causes wardrobe confusion

These temperature swings are maddening! Last Saturday, it was 7°C as a high with rain. On Wednesday, I went out for a break during the day, as I work from home. The temperature reached a high of 27°C.

I am confused as to how I should dress. On the weekend, I had a light winter puffy jacket, a winter hat, mitts, and Sherpa-lined shoes. On Wednesday, i went outside in a short-sleeved t-shirt, lightweight jeans, no socks, and sneakers.

It's almost like we skipped spring. Weird!

Wednesday, May 02, 2018

If jokes are neither clever, nor funny, I get spanked

One of many things that my guy and I have in common is a sense of humour. My guy is better at puns than I am, although he would say that I'm too hard on myself.

He cracked a bad pun the other day. It's not unusual.
"That pun was clever, but horrible," I pointed out, laughing.
"I'm glad that you laughed. Normally, I need to tickle you," he noted.
Sometime, he playfully makes me admit that his jokes or puns are clever and funny. If I don't, he'll playfully tickle or spank me. It's fun for both of us.

Tuesday, May 01, 2018

Kissing from the beginning

Last night, when I was slowly drifting asleep, I remembered a kissing moment that my guy and I had early in our relationship.

We were in the treehouse. We were kissing for a bit, which is always enjoyable.
"I enjoy kissing you. Can I show you how I like kissing you?" he asked me.
"Sure," I replied.
He first kissed my cheek. He then kissed the corner of my mouth and inched his way over with kisses until his full lips met mine.

It's interesting, but we have varied our kisses since then that I completely forgot about this moment until it resurfaced out of the blue.

My guy enjoys when I kiss him unexpectedly. Perhaps I'll need to resurrect his way of kissing soon.

Monday, April 30, 2018

Cool day at an amusement part with tons of fun

On Saturday, I was one of the fortunate ones who got to visit a large amusement park a day before its opening day. Practically everything was paid for, except for whatever gifts and snacks that I wanted.

The crazy thing is that I haven't set foot in the amusement park since I was an undergraduate student. Back then, my mom had a season pass. We went as a family once. I went there a couple of times with friends. It seems like eons ago.

The downside was that it was a cool 7°C on Saturday with wind that picked up as the day progressed. Riding fast rides under such conditions was trying. However, I had a fun at the arcade playing Pac-Man. I also enjoyed visited the various gift shops, candy stores, and more.

It was generous that I got two free tickets to revisit the park this year. I will definitely give it a try when it doesn't feel like winter! I don't recall ever going to this amusement park wearing a winter hat, mitts, and coat.

On a good note, I had a ton of fun and met a bunch of cool folks. With free tickets, perhaps my guy can join me.

Sunday, April 29, 2018

Cars and a looming spanking

When my guy and I last chatted, I teased him about driving his future manual transmission car.
"I can't wait to drive it," I said.
"No, you won't be driving it," he said.
"What's about we'll see?" I said.
"We'll see that you don't," he replied.
"No, I'm your good girl. I can drive it," I stated boldly.
"You are my bad girl. You are never good," he argued.
"No, I'm good. You haven't spanked me, so I must be good," I pointed out.
"I'll need to deal with that soon," he admitted.
I like when a spanking is looming.

Saturday, April 28, 2018

Amusement park

In a few hours, I am going to Canada's Wonderland. I haven't been there since I was an undergraduate student.

I am fortunate to be going a day before the park officially opens to the public. It's a paid-for event and I am grateful to be a part of it.

I normally sleep in on Saturday. This event is worth breaking my cycle.

A week ago, I asked my guy whether he'd like to go. Unfortunately, he can't. It would have been fun to be at a amusement park with him. We have never done that before.

Anyway, I am looking forward to going. It's expected to rain. I hope that it's not all day.

Friday, April 27, 2018

Vacuum flask makes me happy

I drink tea at work. It helps me relax and gets me through the day.

It's funny, but when I am working from home, I rarely have tea. I tend to drink water.

A month ago, I got a credit towards any accessory for servicing my car at my usual car place. I decided to get a vacuum beverage flask. It's by Asobu and it's a beautiful pink.

I asked the woman at the parts and accessories counter whether it works well. She nodded and said that hot or cold water stays that way for hours. Great!

It took me a while to get around to using it, but I did on the weekend. I filled it up with hot water and steeped some looseleaf tea. The hot water stayed hot for at least six hours. I was impressed!

I worked from home on Tuesday and Wednesday. I had tea in this flask on both days. I love it.

It's always great to have a product that works well and makes you happy. My guy says that anything free makes you automatically happy. He's correct in this case.

Thursday, April 26, 2018

Aspiring to be Clint Eastwood

When we were in our early stages of dating, my guy revealed that he always wanted to be a manly, macho man growing up, like Clint Eastwood. Although he is manly, he has a gentle, boyish side. I first noted it when he was driving to Montreal and stopped to get ice cream.
"I know you don't like your boyish side, but I do. It compliments your manly side," I said to him while we were eating lunch.
"I loved Clint Eastwood as a boy. I wanted to be like him," he admitted.
"I know. But, you are you. You should embrace who you are. I do," I said.
"You're sweet. I wanted to say, 'Go ahead. Make my day,' like he did," he said.
"If you said, 'Make my day,' I would tell you to make your own day. Why do I have to do all the hard work?" I said rhetorically.
He laughed. I love him just the way he is, without the Clint Eastwood split personality.

Wednesday, April 25, 2018

Ignoring work e-mails and owing me

My guy is horrible at looking at his work e-mail. He has thousands of unread e-mails. On the contrary, I need to read each one and don't have this problem.
"Did you read about the new strong authentication process that we have? We need to switch over to the new system by the end of May," I said.
I got a long, blank stare. It was confirmation that he hadn't.
"You still don't read your e-mails, right?" I asked rhetorically.
"I am bad with reading them," he admitted. "I read yours, though."
"That's nice. I'm glad you don't label them as spam," I joked.
"No, I always pay attention to your e-mails. Can you forward me this one?" he asked.
"Sure. You owe me," I noted.
"I always do, sweetie," he said, smiling at me.
I sometimes wonder what he'd do if I didn't let him know about such important procedures at work.

Tuesday, April 24, 2018

Horrific deaths in Toronto

Monday was such a trying, tough day. A man took a rental van and plowed into a number of pedestrians in North York, in Toronto's north end.

I spent my undergraduate years around the Yonge and Finch area where this horrific event took place. I needed Finch station to transfer from one bus to another, or take the subway. Down a station is North York City Centre. I spent a ton of time studying at the library and grabbing a quick bite to eat.

Each time I see a van or vehicle plow into a group of innocent bystanders, it churns my stomach. It's such a senseless way to kill people because the person behind the wheel has issues. If you are enraged or upset, is this method the best way to deal with it? No.

I wish that I could do more. All I can do is hope that Torontonians love one another.

Monday, April 23, 2018

Changing restaurants, stepping up and down, and being a gentleman

I got tired of eating at the same Afghani restaurant three times last week. The fact that my order was messed up on all three occasions put a damper on my mood.

At noon, my guy called me on Friday and said that he was downstairs. I said that I'd be there in five minutes.

He wasn't downstairs, but I noticed that his car was parked outside. Nice!

I walked over and I got in.
"Are you good if we try shawarma today?" I asked him.
"Sure," he said. "I love shawarma."
"I know. When you called me a while back and I said that I was at a shawarma place, it's this one that we'll be going to. It's good," I noted.
"That's good," he replied.
"Turn left at the lights," I said, as if I were a GPS.
"I love your voice. I wish that your voice were on my GPS," he noted.
We walked into the restaurant. I told him to watch his step. He was impressed at how spacious the place was.

I got the chicken shawarma dinner, which comes with rice and salad. He got what I used to order, which was the beef shawarma with hummus.

He loved his meal. He even asked if he could take some of my pita. I was glad that he did, as I couldn't finish all my pita. I did polish off my entire meal.

When we left, he led. I didn't realize that he didn't see the step.
"That was an unexpected drop," he replied.
"That's because I didn't say to watch your step like I did before," I noted.
He got to his car and opened the car door for me. He's such a gentleman.

It has been a nice couple of weeks seeing him at the office. I was getting sad that I wouldn't see him this often, but he said that we'll try and plan something out.

Sunday, April 22, 2018

Unlocked washroom stall with a colleague in it at work

On Thursday, just before lunch, I visited the women's washroom at work. There are four stalls. Two were available.

I went to the one at the very end. I thought that I would get a few extra steps and also have a bit of privacy.

Normally, when a stall is free, the door is ajar. This one was. I opened it and there was my colleague.

I apologized, although it wasn't my fault. She said that the door doesn't lock. It actually does. You need to pull the door hard and then lock it.

Needless to say, it was embarrassing. I shouldn't be. It wasn't my fault. If I didn't know the person on the toilet seat, I would probably feel less embarrassed. It's the fact that I know this colleague and she is on my team that doesn't help.

I told my little team about this incident over lunch. My mini me saw the whole thing unfold. My intern said that now would be a good time to have a memory zapper, like in Men in Black. I agree!

I shared this story with my guy on Thursday at dinner, when he was high on cough syrup.
"Did you have any lesbian tendencies?" he asked me.
"Nope," I replied. "Would that turn you on?"
"Nope, I'm just curious. How much did you see? Her bush?" he asked.
"I saw her bare thighs. She had a long shirt on, so I didn't see much, thankfully. I did see more than I had wanted to of my colleague," I answered.
Roughly an hour after the incident had happened, said colleague and I sat beside each other in our team meeting for 1.5 hours. As expected, we were both fine. We are both adults and no harm was done.

The moral of this story is to always make sure that the door is shut and locked in a public washroom.

Saturday, April 21, 2018

Dopey on cough syrup

This week, my guy started off with a light cough. It progressed into a dry, hacking one.

On Thursday, he called me from his car.
"Hey, sweetie. I left work early and am going to a walk-in clinic. I'll see how long it takes for me to see a doctor and then we can meet for dinner somewhere,"
"Okay," I said, at my desk taking the call.
Roughly twenty minutes later, he called me to say that he was done seeing the doctor and got a prescription for cough medicine. Wow, that was fast! We met at the Afghani restaurant again, but for dinner.

My order was better in that I didn't get dairy dressing on my salad. However, my guy didn't get any, either. I also got rice even though I never ordered it.

We sat down and started eating. My guy was dopey.
"It's rush hour right now. It's Rush Limbaugh hour... haha," he said.
"Are you okay?" I asked him.
"Sure, I'm doing the Rush Lambada," he said, moving his arms around as if he were dancing.
My guy doesn't dance unless he is high on something. He's a sweet, cheerful dopey guy when he is.
"How much over-the-counter cough medicine did you have today?" I asked him.
"I have this much left of the bottle," he said, showing me less than an inch with his fingers.
"Wow, that's a ton," I noted.
"Yes. I needed to suppress my cough. I ended up chugging it down," he admitted.
Luckily, we were at the restaurant for two hours and he had cut off his cough syrup-chugging for two hours before we met. It was wearing off by the time we left.
"You'll be okay?" I asked him.
"Yes, I'm doing much better now," he said, squeezing my hand.
We both learned that you can indeed get high on cough syrup. I recommend that you don't!

Friday, April 20, 2018

Thoughtful guy notes free goodies at work

On Thursday, I couldn't do lunch with my guy. I have a weekly meeting at 13:00, which would rush things. Instead, he suggested that we do dinner after work. I was game.

At around 12:44, my guy called me.
"Hey, sweetie. Just letting you know that there is free stuff on the second floor," he said.
"Thanks! I'm here right now, getting a free bag and entering a giveaway. You're so sweet," I noted.
Thursday was our company's Earth Day festivities. My guy is on the same floor as the festivities this week, so he let me know. He loves free stuff, so he wanted to pass this information on to me. He's thoughtful that way.

Thursday, April 19, 2018

Electric and sporty cars

On Tuesday, I had to take an early morning teleconference, so I worked from home for most of the morning. I then left to pick up my guy at work for lunch.

I got there and waited. I didn't see my guy at all. I decided to text him when he was running twenty minutes late. He apologized and said that he would be downstairs soon.

While I was waiting in the parking lot, I noticed that there was a nervous guy in a Hyundai Ioniq car. He kept looking at the two cars that were parked in the charging spots. He took a look at the meters, took photos, texted on his phone, and more. 

He then moved his car in front of both cars. He went inside the office and came back out. He then moved his car.

I then saw my former boss with a colleague get into his Volvo electric car and pull out. I thought that perhaps the nervous guy was running out of juice and needed to charge his car. Nope, he pulled into the upstairs parking lot. Huh?

I was exhausted analyzing the whole situation. I went into the office to use the women's washroom for a change of scenery.

I walked over to my car. My guy was following suit.
"I'm so sorry," he said again.
"It's okay," I replied, as we both got into my car.
"Everything went wrong with the software, so I was trying to fix it," he noted.
"It's okay. You expect imperfections when you teach a new course," I said, squeezing his hand.
"I know," he said, smiling at me.
I drove us over to our Chinese restaurant. The ice storm did quite a number on it. The restaurant was still closed. We went back to the Afghani restaurant for lunch. Once again, I got salad dressing with dairy on my salad when I said that I didn't want it. Ugh!

It was a nice lunch chatting. My guy showed me a purple sportscar that he likes.
"Hey, it's purple," I noted.
"It is. I like it," he admitted.
"I like it, too. If you get it, you'll have to let me drive it. You'd be in my good books," I teased.
"We'll see," he said.
"That's a positive sign. Normally, you give me a firm no. I didn't get that. You're making progress!" I exclaimed.
"Maybe. We'll see," he smiled.
I enjoy teasing him about having me drive his car, even though he doesn't have this purple one. He knows it, too.

Wednesday, April 18, 2018

Polite, sweet guy

On Monday, my guy and I went out for lunch. The roads were in pretty good condition. However, the plaza had a ton of slush and ice.

My guy parked and noticed that there were puddles everywhere. He insisted on driving me to the front door of the restaurant. It was a sweet, kind gesture.

I waited for him to park and walk over to the Chinese restaurant. We he got there, I tugged on the right door. It was locked. I tried the left one. Same thing. I then looked at the sign that was taped to the glass. The restaurant was closed due to flooding from the ice storm. Oh, no!

Luckily, this plaza has a number of eateries. We tried an Afghani restaurant. I have been there a number of times, but he hadn't.

The pavement was slippery. My guy immediately reached for my hand as we walked over. I love that he always wants to make sure that I am okay.

We walked in and ordered. He got the beef kofta with salad and a pita. I went with the grilled chicken skewer with rice, salad, and a pita. I asked that the salad dressing be held.

We found a booth and sat down. We chatted until our number was called, which was 13. It finally was and we both got our food.

Sadly, I had salad dressing on my salad. The dressing has dairy and I am borderline lactose-intolerant.

My guy was not thrilled. He took my tray of food back and asked for a dressing-free salad. He is truly my knight in shining armour. He came back with a new plate of non-dairy food. I was a happy camper.

It was a good lunch. He liked the food, so we now have two places to have lunch at.

After we were done, my guy decided to fetch his car and had me wait outside. He was exceptionally sweet and I told him so.
"I would do anything for you. It's easy," he admitted.
"I love when you are so naturally sweet," I pointed out.
"You're an attractive woman. You deserve being treated well," he said, being mushy.
I love him. I reached for his hand and held it lovingly as he drove us back to the office.

Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Typos are goo... um, good

Over the weekend, much of the southern part of Ontario was blasted with an ice storm. For two days, I stayed at home. It was nice to be a homebody. However, I was pleased to go outside on Monday.

It took me thirty minutes to chisel the ice and snow off my car. I normally take a conference call on my way to work. As luck would have it, the meeting organizer had technical difficulties on his end.

My driveway was slippery. It was a sheet of ice. I actually had hot water in a flask and poured it over my car trunk to open it. I had both my laptop and ice scraper in there.

Surprisingly, I got to work ten minutes later than normal. The drive was fine. Most people decided to stay home. My guy and I were motivated to get to work. After all, we had a lunch date.

My guy (MG) texted me during his break.
MG: Hi
Me: Hey. How was your drive in?
MG: It was fun... NOT!
Me: I hear you. It took me thirty minutes to scrape off the ice and snow off my car. I got my workout.
MG: =)
MG: Does lunch at noon work for you?
Me: Yes, I'm good with noon
MG: That's goo
MG: Good
Me: I look goo
Me: look = like
Me: See, I've got goo on my mind
MG: =)
MG: So, noon, right?
Me: Yep, as mentioned
MG: Good
Me: You mean goo
MG: =) I gotta go. See you in a bit
Me: Have the rest of a goo day!
MG: =)
Me: =)
It's fun how when one person makes a typo, it goes downhill. Yet, we can still have fun with it.

Monday, April 16, 2018

Thoughtful gifts

After dinner on Friday, my guy and I headed over to our cars. The rain had stopped.

He likes when I grab his hand. He immediately holds it when I do. I love walking with him that way.
"I have a surprise for you," he said to me.
"What?" I asked.
He opened his car's trunk. He took out a large bag. I could make out one of the two items.
"You got me a shredder!" I exclaimed.
"Yes. I also got you a tea steeper, because you are my tea girl," he said proudly.
"Wow, I don't have one. Thank you. I am so happy!" I said.
"I got them at Costco," he said proudly.
"I thought so," I said.
I kissed him. We both smiled and parted ways.

I had mentioned in the past that I wanted the paper and credit card shredder from Costco. I wasn't expecting to get it. The tea steeper was sweet of him to get. I love how attentive and thoughtful he is. I am a lucky girl.

Sunday, April 15, 2018

Teasing my guy over postponed date and being happy caressing his head

On Friday afternoon, at around 4:20 pm, I pinged my guy on our work instant messaging app. Sadly, my manager also pinged me to indicate that he wanted to spend a minute to talk to me about not getting a bonus within our entire location.

Anyway, my guy was okay with waiting a bit. I was finally all packed up and ready to head over to the Chinese restaurant for an early dinner. 

It has started to rain. By the time I got to the restaurant, it was pouring. I sat in my car for about five minutes until my guy parked next to my car.

We both got out of our cars. We both took out black umbrellas.
"Wow, my umbrella looks nonexistent compared to yours. It's big," I replied.
"I got it out so that you could come under it," he replied.
"Where did you get yours?" I asked curiously.
"Costco," he replied.
"Ah, of course," I pointed out. "Mine, too."
We walked into the restaurant. It wasn't too busy. We got a booth and sat down.

My guy wasn't all that hungry. He had had a light snack at Burger King an hour beforehand. He didn't have lunch and couldn't wait this late. I was bloated, as it is that time of the month for me. However, I was okay to have dinner.

He ordered a bowl of hot and sour soup. I ordered spicy garlic chicken.
"I wasn't expecting to scramble and get lunch today. You left me all alone to find lunch. You ditched me," I teased.
"I'm sorry," he said. "I took some of my students out to Costco and one of them had to return three shirts."
"You ditched me for Costco?!" I joked. "That day has finally come."
"Oh, no. I am never going to hear the end of it," he said, smiling.
My guy is a good sport when I tease him. He genuinely was sorry and would have rather been with me. He is his usual sweet self by making sure that his student could do his shirt exchanges before flying back home.

I looked at my guy's head. It was nicely shaved. I caressed it from across the table. He smiled lovingly.

Saturday, April 14, 2018

Cancelled lunch becomes a dinner date

On Friday at 11:30 am, my cell phone rang. It was my guy. I knew that it wouldn't be good.
"Hey," he said.
"Hey," I replied. "What's up?"
I heard a pause and a nervousness in his voice.
"We can't do lunch today. How about we have a late lunch or early dinner at 4 pm?" he said.
"Um, can we make it 4:30 pm?" I asked him.
"Sure," he replied.
It was an odd, last-minute cancellation.

My team of a student and a writer had asked me the day before whether I'd be interested in going out for lunch on Friday. I politely turned them down. After hearing my guy's breaking news, I asked whether I could join them. Luckily, they were great at welcoming me back.

Lunch with my team was great. We went to a restaurant that all of us haven't frequented before. It was good. I'm glad that everything worked out.

Friday, April 13, 2018

Ordering lunch for each other and being affectionate

On Monday, our lunch date was a bit rushed. It was still nice to be with my guy.

While my guy was driving us over to the restaurant, he looked over at my thighs.
"Your pants are very purple," he remarked.
"Yes. I have two pairs of purple pants, in case these ones bite the dust," I said.
"I like them," he said, placing his hand on my left thigh as he continued driving.
At the restaurant, we knew exactly what the other person wanted to have for lunch. It was to the point where he got my meal and I got his when our meals were being served! He likes the ginger beef. I like the spicy garlic chicken.

Knowing that we wanted to order shaved a lot of our typical waiting time.

The unfortunate part was that I didn't have a chance to caress his nicely shaved head. At least we got to hug and hold hands during our entire lunch date.

It's nice when he is in the office. We seem like high school sweethearts.

Thursday, April 12, 2018

Nipples and breasts

A couple of weekends ago, my guy and I were lounging in bed. We were both naked and were cuddling.
"My nipples are still hard," I said, playing with my left nipple.
"How come?" he asked me.
"I'm lying next to a good-looking, sexy guy," I replied.
"You're so sweet," he replied.
He took his hand and lovingly caressed each breast. It felt like a rolling wave was gently going over my breasts. I felt relaxed and happy.
"You have the perfect breast," he remarked.
"I love how this feels," I noted, loving his gentle touch.
"I love it, too," he admitted.
"Here's hoping that I don't go outside and caress my breasts like you are doing," I joked.
It's nice that he likes my boobs.

Wednesday, April 11, 2018

Speeding for lunch

On Monday, my guy and I were to have lunch. It was 12:21 pm. I decided to ping him on our internal texting application.

He called me nearly twenty minutes later. He was running late, which is relatively normal in his case. He was ready at long last.

I met him downstairs in the lobby. He was happy to see me.

I needed to get back to work by 2 pm for a meeting. He needed to be back by 1:30 pm.

He drove. He had to asked me where he had parked his car. I told him that I knew where he had parked, as I had passed by his car in the lot.

He drove us over to the restaurant. He was speeding.
"Are you in triple digits?" I asked.
"I am doing 120 km," he said.
"I can feel the g-force," I said, smiling at him.
"I know. In a 60 km zone," he admitted.
"You do know that you are going to use up your $600 fund for driving offences should you get caught, right?" I reminded him.
"It may be worse than that," he replied.
Needless to say, we got to the Chinese restaurant safely and fast. Here's hoping that he doesn't do that again!

Tuesday, April 10, 2018

Monday surprise - eye candy

Every Monday, I drive to work and participate in a conference call. The one this past Monday was pleasant and productive. We finished the call in half an hour.

I had fifteen more minutes to get to work. I finally made it.

The parking lot at work requires a bit of care. There is a pedestrian crossing, so you are expected to yield. Sure enough, a good-looking guy started crossing the lot. He looked at me. I waved at him. He smiled. I reciprocated.

I pressed the button to roll down my car window.
"Oh, my gosh, you're early!" I exclaimed.
"Yes, I am," my guy turned back and smiled.
"I'm super impressed," I admitted.
"Me, too," he chuckled.
I wish that all Monday mornings started off with eye candy.

Monday, April 09, 2018

Taxes, finances, and date lunches

It has been a half-productive, half-relaxing weekend. Sadly, the work week is about to being several hours from now.

Any time away from work is relaxing to me. From getting groceries to blogging, I will take it all!

I spent Sunday working on income tax returns. I had filed mine in early March. My parents tend to give me their receipts and such in early April. I got them on Saturday and completed them early Sunday evening.

I have also been on a mission to look at my finances and be minimalistic. Last year, I paid and got rid of two credit cards. I was so pleased with that accomplishment. I still have some work to do.

Within the past couple of months, I have reduced my spending. I don't need to shop as often as I used to. I am doing well in that department. I am inspired to continue.

On Monday, my guy is at the office for the entire week and all of next week. It'll be wonderful having lunch with him for most days, except for those days when I am working from home. I am looking forward to having lunch dates with my favourite date.

Sunday, April 08, 2018

Belated birthday gifts for him and a sore butt for me

I finally gave my guy his birthday gifts last weekend. They consisted of the following items:
  • A six-pack of socks
    He is getting into subtle patterns with his socks. He's conservative that way. So, half these pairs of socks have thin stripes. I got them in the States from one of his favourite stores.
  • Storage with built-in lightning, USB, USB C, and micro USB ports
    The idea is to insert a micro SD card into this device. You can transfer your data by inserting the device into a USB port on your laptop. You can also transfer data to and from this device and your phone or tablet, depending on what cable you need.
  • Bandless earmuffs
    The are called Earbags by a company called Sprigs. You flex them, scoop them over your ears, and then flex them back so they stay.
  • Beverage tumbler
    It keeps hot drinks hot for eight hours and cold drinks cold for 24 hours. It fits nicely in your car cup holder and stores a ton of liquid goodness.
  • Gooseneck clip for your phone
    You can clip this gadget to a desk or headboard. You then adjust the long gooseneck to the height that you need and look at your phone by attaching it to the other end.
My guy was so happy to get all these gifts.
"Where you do get these cools gifts? You're amazing," he said.
"You're sweet. Happy belated birthday," I wished him.
He kissed me. He was particularly excited about the bandless earmuffs. We both stood there and tried them out. I have a pair already.
"Wow, they stay put. These earmuffs are amazing!" he exclaimed with one on his left ear.
"I'm glad you love them. They also come with a pouch," I pointed out, with my trying out the right one.
Naturally, after being double-spanked, I felt the soreness.
"My butt is sore," I whined.
"You mean like this?" he said, and gave me a smack across my left buttock.
He's a sweet meanie. He rubbed my butt afterwards, which I love.

Saturday, April 07, 2018

Good girl gets a second spanking

Last weekend, my guy spanked me with a leather paddle. After a number of fun activities, we were cuddling in bed and chatting.

Somehow, I managed to say the following in passing:
"I'm a good girl," I insisted.
"It's time," he said, holding the leather paddle.
"But, you just spanked me," I pointed out.
"I need to spank you again for saying that you're good, when you aren't. Turn over."
I rolled over on my stomach. We were both naked. He slapped me hard with the leather paddle.

I don't get double spankings often. When I do, I like them. Sure, the second time stings more. However, I get more aroused because I am super bad in my guy's eyes.

After my hard spanking, he caressed my buttocks and gave me a hug. We cuddled some more in bed.
"My bottom is sore," I said, lying on my side.
"Good, my sweet bad girl," he said.
He hugged me tighter. I loved it.

Friday, April 06, 2018

Handjob

I enjoy giving my guy a handjob. I did it over the weekend.
"I often picture being bent over a boardroom table by you," I said, holding his erect cock in my hand.
"Yes," he said.
"I'm wearing a tight blouse and a short black skirt that barely covers my butt. My legs are bare," I noticed.
"I love that," he said, getting more aroused.
"Do you love f*cking slutty girls?" I asked him, which got him extremely horny.
"I love f*cking a cute Chinese girl," he confessed.
"You can all day long, you know," I hinted.
My guy came a lot. His cum ran down his cock and coated my hand. He was happy. I was, too.

Thursday, April 05, 2018

Spanking my guy

I have been perfectly content putting away the spanking side of me and have loved being spanked by my guy since we have been together. An unexpected development happened over the weekend.

We were being intimate, with him on top of me. He was caressing my bare breasts as we were having sex.
"You are un-boob-lievable," he said to me, smiling with pride with that pun.
"That was bad!" I exclaimed, smacking his bare buttocks with both hands.
It was fun swatting him. He has a nice butt.

We then cuddled. We were chatting and I ended up saying that he was a bad boy.
"Do you want to spank me?" he asked.
"Really? You want to give it a try?" I asked.
"Sure. Let's try the paddle and see if I like it," he insisted.
He flipped over on his tummy. I got to slap each buttock with my leather paddle. It wasn't too hard. Medium in strength. I asked how he was. He was fine. He handled eight smacks. I then rubbed his buttocks and gave him a hug.

As expected, he doesn't get aroused being spanked. He does seeing my butt getting red and smacking it instead.

I'm glad that he wanted to give being spanked a try. I told him that he can continue to spank me, which we both looked at each other in agreement by smiling at each other.

Wednesday, April 04, 2018

Cuddling, reminiscing, and reaching orgasm again

My guy and I were lounging and cuddling in bed the other day. He became reflective. I am the one who tends to go that route first. It was nice that he kicked it off.
"Remember when I used to visit your desk at the old office?" he asked me.
"I do. You'd come over to my cubicle, and put your hand down my pants and panties," I noted with a smile.
"Yes. I loved it," he reminisced.
"Me, too. I also liked when I caressed your calf and it turned you on," I replied.
"That was amazing. I have always loved your touch," he pointed out.
My guy made me reach orgasm a number of times on Saturday morning. At one point, I had my knees bend. We were both lying on our backs.
"How come you are squeezing my hand so tightly between your knees?" he asked me.
"Because you are going to be fingering me and I'd like a break," I noted.
"You mean like this?" he asked rhetorically.
It's fun when we playfully wrestle. He always wins. He ended up fingering both my pussy and butt. I ended up holding his head and kissing it as I came hard.

Tuesday, April 03, 2018

Paddling and having anal sex on a Saturday morning

My guy and I got into the bed and cuddled. It always feels good to be in his arms.

He helped me take off my panties and shorts, along with my cold shoulder shirt.

We intertwined our legs. He caressed my left leg and got aroused.

I groped his buttock. He liked that. So did I.
"Where are the paddles?" he asked me.
"They are on the table," I replied, pointing at the table.
He got up and headed over to it. I continued admiring his naked backside from afar.

I brought two paddles with me this time. One was leather and the other was wood. He opted for the former.
"Turn around," he said, returning to the bed.
"But, I'm a good girl," I replied.
"You never are, sweetie," he said.
I turned onto my stomach. He proceeded to smack each buttock with the leather paddle. At first, I was okay. Then, each smack got harder and my butt was getting pretty sore. Several smacks later, he had another question for me.
"Where are the condoms and lube?" he asked next.
"They are in my luggage," I replied.
I am pretty organized. He appreciated it. He found my luggage and rummaged through it. He placed a condom on his hard member and applied lube.

Anal sex doesn't intimidate either of us anymore. I did have one flashback to our first time. This time became pretty close to my head bashing into the wooden headboard, as was the case our first time trying anal sex. I pointed that out and we moved further away from said headboard.

The sex was amazing. I came and became pretty dopey. We cuddled some more.
"I love your butt," my guy said to me, kissing my forehead.
"I love yours, too," I replied, groping is bare buttock.
I love starting a Saturday off right with him.

Monday, April 02, 2018

Knocking at my door to hug, kiss, and make me orgasm

I heard my guy's distinctive knocks on my room door. My heart and feet raced over to the door.

The peephole didn't help much. All I saw was charcoal grey. I knew it was my guy standing there. I opened the door. I was thrilled to see him.
"Hello," he smiled. "I noticed the do-not-disturb sign and decided to knock."
"That's okay. You don't work for this hotel chain," I replied, which made him smile walking in.
This exchange refers to my hotel incident on my recent vacation. I had the do-not-disturb sign on my room's doorknob. Yet, housekeeping still decided to knock on the door. I had to point out this issue to the housekeeping guy.

My guy took his hat off. I naturally went to caress his perfectly uniform head. I forgot that I was walking on a carpeted floor, so I gave my guy a static shock by accident. He was okay.

We hugged a few times. They were meaningful, loving hugs. We missed each other so much.

My guy took off his charcoal grey wool coat. We went over to the couch. We hugged, cuddled, and kissed. It all felt wonderful.

His right hand moved down to my right buttock. Light smacks landed on it.
"I can't wait to punish you," he whispered.
"No, I'm a good girl," I playfully said.
"You are never good," he replied.
We kissed some more.
"I'm going to take off my clothes and we can go to the bed to cuddle some more, if you're okay with it," he said.
"I'd love that," I replied.
My guy looked good as I watched him undress in front of me.

I was heading towards the bedroom. He hugged me from behind, which his hard member rubbing up against my butt. His hug across my breasts moved down to my crotch. He was fingering me and kissing my neck. Moments later, I came.

It was a nice start to welcoming him back.

Sunday, April 01, 2018

Two phone calls and directions to the hotel

I got a phone call this morning at 01:00. It was the front desk. Apparently, some person by the name of Dewan was asking for me. I indicated to the nice woman that I wasn't expecting anyone at this hour. I also didn't know him. She apologized and we hung up.

It is fortunate that I am a night owl. I was getting ready to turn in when the call came in, so I wasn't annoyed.

My guy's flight was to touch down at 07:30. I woke up an hour early. I was excited to see him again.

I got the phone call that I wanted at 08:15.
"Hey, sweetie," he said to me.
"Hey, you," I replied.
"Good morning. Are you wake?" he asked me.
"Yes, I sure am. Did you just touch down?" I asked.
"Yes. I am going through immigration right now. Depending on how long everything takes, I will be with you soon," he assured me.
I gave him directions and my room number. He is directionally challenged, which is a sweet quality that I have accepted and love.
"Is the hotel on the same street as our Chinese restaurant?" he asked me.
"Nope, it's the one before," I pointed out.
"On the road that we typically drive to get to the Chinese place, do I turn left or right on street where the hotel is?" he asked me.
"You turn left. Keep driving on it until you see the hotel and turn right," I said.
"Sounds good," he said.
"Do you want me to text you the address?" I asked him.
"I should be okay," he stated confidently.
"That's what worries me," I said, which made us both laugh.
I was so happy to hear that my guy was coming over. It's a wonderful start to a long weekend.

Saturday, March 31, 2018

Purple hair gloss

I decided to put gloss on my hair tonight, several hours before seeing my guy. It is my second time doing it.

The first time, I got a dark blue. It looked good. This time, I did purple, which happens to be my favourite colour.

I am starting to see more grey in my hair. I don't have a ton of grey, but I see more of it. Gloss seems to do the trick of covering the grey hairs for roughly a month. It gradually washes out when you shampoo. I like the flexibility, as I like my natural hair colour.

I noticed tonight that after rinsing my hair such that the water runs clean, if I needed to do it again, more purple dye would appear. I went to gently wring out my pigtail and I saw a bit of purple, too.

Anyway, it's nice seeing purple highlights in my hair. So far, so good.

My guy is attentive when it comes to my hair. I'll see what he thinks soon.

I am checked in to my hotel. It has been a good day taking everything easy.

Friday, March 30, 2018

Staycation with my guy

I'm all packed. I am doing a staycation this long Easter weekend. I check into the hotel later on today.

My guy arrives early on Saturday morning.
"I'm so excited to see you then," he confided.
"I can't wait to be with you," I noted.
"Can you wear that shirt that shows off your nice shoulders?" he asked me.
"Sure, I can wear my cold shoulder shirt," I replied.
"When you wear it, it shows off your sexy long legs," he remarked.
It'll be fun to spend more time with him.

Thursday, March 29, 2018

Birthday boy's wish - sex and a spanking

The other day, it was my guy's birthday. It is rare that we are together on our birthdays. I wished him a happy birthday in a text. He was funny by thanking me and then indicating that he had forgotten.

We got to chat later on that day.
"I loved when I got to spend the entire day travelling with you to Seattle on your birthday," I reminisced.
"I did, too. It was nice," he agreed.
"It was a special day," I pointed out.
"Yes, you made me horny, high, and happy," he replied.
"What would you like me to do to you on your special day?" I asked him.
"If you were here, I'd want you to kiss me all over, and then kiss my hard cock," he noted.
"I would love that. I can suck you until you cum," I offered.
"Yes. After that, I would bend you over to smack your bare butt until it was red. I'd then take you from behind until we both cum," he described, which turned me on.
Even though we are apart, it feels like we are together. A few more days and we'll be together again.

Wednesday, March 28, 2018

Teasing my guy on driving his future car

My guy is extremely protective of his car. I love teasing him about it, even when he doesn't have his future car.
"I want to get a 70's car," he admitted, bringing up a conversation we have had a while back.
"I know that you do. You'd be driving a boat," I remarked.
"Yes, cars back there were long," he noted.
"I can't wait to drive it," I replied.
"I won't be driving it into work," he said firmly.
"That's okay. When I visit you, I can drive it," I teased.
"Um, no. You are never driving it," he replied.
"I will wear you down like I have in the past," I remarked.
"You are my sweet kryptonite," he admitted.
I enjoy teasing him. He likes when I do, too.

Tuesday, March 27, 2018

Costco.ca account hacked - fraudulent order

It is another episode of having my credit card compromised. Luckily, things end well.

On Monday evening, I was exercising on my glider and checking my e-mail on my phone. I noticed an e-mail alert from my costco.ca account saying that my account changes went through. That alert was odd. I haven't logged on to this account for at least a month.

I decided to give it a try. Sure enough, I had been hacked. My mailing address had changed, as did my phone number. My date of birth was wrong, too.

I immediately changed my password. I then went back and changed my contact information.

This person decided to order a Samsung Galaxy S9+ phone in lilac purple using the credit card that I had on file. It was a transaction just over $1200 CAD. The only positive thing that I can say is that I concur with the colour choice. That's about it.

I immediately cancelled my order. For the reason for cancelling this order, I stated that my account was hacked. Customer service was closed at 9 pm. I will need to call back during business hours.

I went over to my saved credit cards and deleted the lone credit card on file. I won't be saving any credit cards on this site going forward.

After all of that, I called my credit card company to inform it of this fraudulent charge. Naturally, I won't be charged. I also let the woman know that I had cancelled this horrible order. My credit card has now been cancelled. A new card will be coming my way.

It is sad that costco.ca does not have a fraud department or some after-hours line. I had called support, but it is for their products.

It's not fun being a victim of such an act. I am simply thankful that I acted quickly to undo everything.

Monday, March 26, 2018

Jetlag and travel cause my guy to save some money

My guy has made it safely to his second and final city for business. He is there this week and then comes home, which we are both looking forward to.

He texted me on Sunday afternoon. It was nice chatting with him over Skype for over an hour.
"I got to the hotel at 3 am this morning," he explained. "I slept so much that I got up at 4 pm. I then ate."
"So, you had breakfast, lunch, and dinner just now," I remarked.
"Yes. I saved many dollars having a single meal today," he pointed out.
We both laughed. He is my Cheap Bastard, after all.

Sunday, March 25, 2018

Reaching out when someone is hungry

At various intersections across the greater Toronto area, there are often folks who will walk between cars stopped at a red light to ask for money. Sometimes, if I have some change, I will give it to them, hoping that they use the money wisely instead of buying a pack of smokes.

The problem these days is that I rarely use cash to pay for anything. I am often using my debit card to pay for purchases. Sometimes, I pay using a credit card.

On Saturday, it was different. There was a man at the intersection that I was stopped at. He was holding a sign saying that he was "very hungry."

The thought that someone is hungry is horrible.

I don't recall his sign saying that he wanted money. Hungry was all that was in my head.

On Friday night, I had stopped by a Starbucks on my way home to buy a two-pack of dark chocolate peanut butter cups. I quickly remembered that it was in my purse. I had used my mobile app to pay for this item, which had a label with my first name on it and the date when I had purchased it.

I grabbed the package, rolled down my window, and handed it to the man. He seemed genuinely thankful.
"Thank you. God bless you. Have a good weekend," he said, cracking a smile.
"You, too," I replied.
The traffic light turned green. I drove off. I saw the man on the cement island, opening the package and eating. It made my day knowing that I helped someone out because I could.

Saturday, March 24, 2018

Travel and hotel plans

It can be tough when my guy and I are apart. On a good note, it makes us look forward to when we'll see each other.
"I miss you," he told me the other day.
"I miss you, too. When do you fly back?" I asked him.
"I arrive on Saturday at 07:30," he noted.
"You tend to get the early flights back," I remarked.
"Yes, I do. It may be too early for us to me," he said.
"How did we do it the last time? Oh, I got a room," I recalled.
"That's right," he remembered.
"I can do that again," I offered.
"I would love it," he said, taking the offer up.
We get to see each other in a week. We are both excited about it.
"Will you wear that shirt that shows your shoulders and your long, sexy legs?" he asked.
"Sure. Anything for you," I said.
It's always fun to plan in advance.

Friday, March 23, 2018

Job interviews

A few weeks back, I decided to apply for a managerial job. Normally, I don't expect a response. I got one last week from a talent acquisition person.

I spoke to her on Monday. Everything seemed to check out fine. It was a good thirty-minute conversation.

Several hours later, she scheduled a second interview. I had that one on Thursday. 

Unfortunately, this person used Skype to talk to me. I could barely hear him. The connection was also bad, so I heard every other word.

Despite these technological challenges, I felt good about how I did. I was asked to submit writing samples. It's interesting trying to select samples from my past. It's nice that I have a decent portfolio after all these years. I have two from my past. Tomorrow, I will need to find something at work that I can submit.

This job is a step up for me. Considering that I have been leading a number of writers for a while and have been doing some of my manager's tasks these days, this job seemed like a good fit.

My commute time would be reduced a bit. I would be commuting to the west side of Toronto should I get this position.

I'm optimistic. I also don't mind if I don't get the position. It's nice to do interviews and get some practice.

Thursday, March 22, 2018

Horny thinking about anal sex with having phone sex

The Internet connection at my guy's hotel isn't he best. Our Skype calls drop here and there. However, we did have a good phone sex chat the other day.

In the past, I had set up private folders on a shared drive that only my guy and I can access.
"How come you haven't shared those photos of my taking you from behind?" he asked me.
"I haven't got around to it. I'll do it now," I replied.
The last time he saw the photo, he came instantly. We both love that photo. It's a good close-up of my spanked, pink backside with his hard member inserted.

I remember my being apprehensive at first when it came to anal sex. The thought of my guy's hard member going into a rather tight spot made me wonder how painful it would be. We found out that anal sex is incredible with the appropriate amount of lubrication and my being spanked beforehand.

Whenever my guy travels afar and is jetlagged, he gets horny easily. He came quickly, envisioning the photo in his mind.

I finally got around to sharing all our photos. He's happy. I am, too.

Wednesday, March 21, 2018

Sleeping and chatting

My guy has made it safely to Nigeria. He is jetlagged, so I didn't hear from him until Tuesday.
"I was so sleepy after work on Monday that I came back to the hotel and fell asleep on the bed in my work clothes," he admitted to me.
"That's okay. I feel like sleeping in my clothes at work right now," I cracked, which made him laugh.
We had a wonderful conversation and some quality time, which made my workday much more enjoyable.