A Labour Day of love and affection

My guy had to work the Labour Day holiday. He had sent me an e-mail, asking if I wanted to meet him after work.

I will back up a bit. On Thursday, we were both not at our best. My guy was starting to feel sick. I was upset at him for not keeping me in the loop with what was going on with him. He apologized, but I still didn't feel like my content self.

Well, he tried his hardest to make things better. I parked in the underground parking lot of our new office. We had moved there last week. I was wearing a light green blouse and a grey skirt. My guy opened the passenger-side door and loved my outfit.

We got into the treehouse. He handed me a small bag. He was a bearer of gifts. He got me a Magic Mount Window. I was thrilled.

"Thank you," I said, wanting to rip open the packaging.
"I'm glad you like it," he said, judging by the huge smile on my face.
"Well, you are technically my Magic Mount. You magically mount me often."

We both laughed. He literally had to tear the gift out of my hands. He also wouldn't let me open the other gifts that he had from his travels to India.

"You're mean. Why won't you let me look at them?"
"Because I want you to look at the other gifts that I have for you," he said to me.
"Sounds good," I said.
"I love you."

He wouldn't let me respond. He immediately wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. It felt good to hold him. It also felt nice that he was touching my bare thighs.

I try to make his working a holiday to be more bearable. It worked out nicely.