Spanking and blowjob in Seattle

Hey, there! It has been a while. All is well in Seattle. My guy and I are enjoying ourselves here.

My guy and I watched Fifty Shades of Grey on my phone last night. It was his first time watching the movie. We both got turned on afterwards. I got a nice spanking and was pleasured. He got a blowjob in return and loved it. 

This morning, my guy gave my sore backside a couple of smacks as he walked past me. I love when he does that. 

I will write more soon. It's tough when you're on vacation, being a tourist and spending quality time with a sweet guy. 

Packing, Spring cleaning, and scanning a paddle

I have finally finished packing. Yep, it's just before 01:00.

It's nice to finally be on vacation. I have been pretty productive, which seems a bit odd.

I spent most of Friday cleaning up at home. I threw away old magazines and I have another bag of clothes to donate. Although it is still icy and snowy outside after yesterday's storm, it felt like a good Spring cleaning day to me.

On a good note, I found my trusty leather paddle. It is safely in my suitcase.

I wonder what those security folks do when they scan suitcases. Mine would be interesting with a paddle, a dong, and some restraints.

Perhaps those security folks don't even blink at such items anymore.

Travel plans, a dong, and a skirt

Today is my last workday before I go on vacation. Naturally, my last day has to end with a storm containing rain, sleet, freezing rain, and snow. Welcome, Spring!

My guy and I fly off to Seattle on Sunday morning. He booked us on an early flight. Perhaps I should spank him for that.

Our plan is to meet at 06:00 to catch a taxi from our workplace to the airport. I have decided to book a hotel close by, which doesn't cost me a cent. It's nice to have points to burn. So, I get to sleep in a bit more than if I drove from home.

My guy is working from home all this week. Yesterday, he reached out to me over our work instant messaging system. He misses me. He wanted to take a break from doing his taxes.

I was impressed that he was doing his taxes fairly early. I did mine a couple of weeks ago. I surprised myself doing them in March. I normally do them in mid-April.

My guy asked me the other day to bring the dong that he had purchased from Amsterdam. I also have a short skirt to pack, among other fun items.

We can't wait!

Conversation about punishment, birthday spanking, and a red butt

My guy had this conversation the other day:

"You're good," my guy said to me about something we had talked about earlier.
"See, I'm a good girl. I don't need to be spanked," I teased.
"It doesn't matter whether you're a good or bad girl. You need to be punished," he reasoned.
"You have a nice butt," I said to him, as punishment reminded me of how nice it is groping his backside.
"Thanks. You have a cute butt, too. I like when I have spanked it and it's all red. You have photos to prove it," he replied.
"Yes. I like when you spank me hard," I admitted.
"You need to spank me to see whether I'd like it," he reminded me.
"I can give you a birthday spanking," I hinted.
"Okay. But, you can't spank me too hard. I have to work the next day," he warned.
"You can always stand up," I said, smiling.

I am glad that he is open to being spanked. I like the thought of giving him a birthday spanking.

Date at the Thai restaurant and some fun downstairs

Last Wednesday afternoon, my guy and I found a Thai restaurant close to where we ended up. I entered the address into my new GPS system that was installed the other week. My guy approved of how it looked, as he often reminds me that a GPS is his lifeline.

We drove over to the restaurant. I had to cycle around the block and found two parking spots on a side street. My parking spot required paying for parking. He lucked out and didn't have to. I was happy that we found parking.

My guy asked me whether he should move his car back. I said that he should by a couple of feet. What I should have done was to offer backing his manual car for him. He said that it was a nice try trying to drive his pride and joy of a vehicle.

We held hands as we walked towards my car. He thought that I was a bit far from the curb. I then pointed to the car ahead of me and he was out by about a foot. My guy was okay.

We continued holding hands walking towards the restaurant. There was only one table that had guest dining there. I didn't expect a huge turnout just before 16:00.

My guy blew kisses at me across the table. He reached for my hands under the table and held them. He was so sweet. 

We ordered food. I had the oodles of noodles with chicken. He went with ginger chicken on brown rice. We ate, laughed, and chatted.

I managed to take a couple of photos of him. I am now ready to submit a photo to get a plush doll version of him. I am so excited!

My guy had to use the men's room, which was downstairs. A few minutes later, my cell phone rang. He asked me to come downstairs. So, I did.

We hugged downstairs, which was reminiscent of being at our favourite Chinese restaurant years ago. We kissed. He groped my buttock and then made me reach orgasm. I then gave him a handjob.

The good thing was that the washrooms were close by so that we could clean up. The bad? I was so lethargic that I could barely walk upstairs and turn the doorknob to get back to our table.

I felt so dopey. My guy had to guide me to my car. At one point, I rested my head on his shoulder as we walked. He liked that.

We got into the backseat of my new car for the first time (a.k.a, the new treehouse) and we cuddled. It was nice being in his arms again, kissing and caressing his chest.

He then gave me a few smacks across my left buttock. It was a wonderful way to end a great date.

Change of lunch plans due to crappy traffic - what else is new?!

My guy and I had planned on having a late lunch on Wednesday. The problem? He called just before the time when we were supposed to meet and told me that he was stuck in traffic. He had been on the road for nearly two hours and wasn't even close to the restaurant.

I decided to drive to him. He was calling me from Islington and the 401. My guy would tell you that I am the most resourceful person he has ever met. I did a search on my phone for a decent restaurant close to where we was. There was a Vietnamese on a couple of exits from where he was, so I suggested that he do that.

Well, he surprised me by saying that he had travelled further along. He is directionally challenged after all! He was now at Avenue Road. I told him to take that exit. He did and waited for me along Wilson Avenue.

My guy and I were chatting for the whole time on the phone. Yes, we were both handsfree. It was funny that I was waiting at the intersection to turn left. I could see a police car. I asked him whether he saw it. He didn't. Well, it turned out that the police car was there for parking violations. The cop was ticketing the car in front of his. My guy was parked in front of the soon-to-be-ticketed car.

My guy saw my car. I told him to pull into a parking lot as I passed his, to avoid getting a ticket.

We parked. My guy got into my car. He looked good, as usual.

I had debated whether to give him his birthday present the day that we fly off to Seattle or a bit earlier. I decided to go with the latter. He loved his present. We kissed. He was cleanly shaven and smelled good.

We had to figure out where to eat. I wanted to do a search on my phone, but my guy was too busy kissing and holding my right hand. He's sweet. He also said that he would rather eat me than lunch!

Eventually, he let go of my hand for a minute, so that I could find a restaurant. I did! We drove over there, which wasn't too far away.

I will write more in a bit. Stay tuned!

How to log off from the work network to access porn

When my guy was still in Rome, we were chatting on Skype. He asked me what seemed to be a work-related question.

At work, if we are not in the office, we need to connect to the company's network through secure channels. Naturally, with most of our work tools, the method isn't exactly user-friendly. For instance, it isn't obvious how to disconnect from the network once you are connected.

My guy asked me that question. He knows that I ultimately figure out such things. After much trial and error, I figured it out. I showed my guy how to disconnect from the network.

"How come you're asking me?" I asked him.
"I know that you're better at such technical details as I am. I also need to know how to log off the network so I can access porn," he admitted.

I bursted out in laughter. I wasn't laughing at him. I simply wasn't expecting that answer. The company does block porn sites, as you'd expect.

He's sweet and he's honest.

A date with my guy and finally seeing him

On Tuesday, my guy pinged me twice over our work's instant messaging app. Unfortunately, his wifi connection was so horrible that we didn't say too much. The second time, his connection completely died. Instead, I went into another room at the office and called his cell phone.

He was supposed to come into the office on Tuesday, but got sidetracked due to various last-minute meetings. Instead, he told me that he had to run an errand near where I live on Wednesday. So, he asked whether I'd like to do a late lunch or early dinner. Naturally, I agreed.

Thank goodness I called him to get these details. Initially, we were thinking of dinner. I had made reservations at a restaurant. I called the place back to reschedule.

I can always tell when my guy misses me.

"I thought that it would make better sense to have a late lunch with you. I'd get a couple of hours to hang out with you," he reasoned.
"You mean you'd be hung," I said, teasing him.

There aren't too many moments where he isn't horny. It'll be nice to see him at long last!

Mini my guy plush doll

Since my guy had an incredibly long travel and work day on Sunday, his original plan to drive into work on Monday has been postponed. It's understandable, although we can't wait to see each other.

On the phone last night, I told my guy that I found a company that will take a photo that you submit of a person or a drawing, and it will make that person or object in the form of a plush doll. For a while, I have been thinking about having a stuffed doll that looks like my guy. I joked that I could use Velcro for his hair and rip it off when I felt like seeing the previous version of my guy. He felt that it was too violent for his liking!

My guy asked me whether this plush doll had a penis. I told him that it wasn't anatomically correct. Instead, I could sew a few versions of his manhood, and use Velcro to attach each one to his mini-him. We both laughed.

"Are you going to do it?" he asked me.
"I would do you anywhere," I replied. "Oh, you meant get the plush doll!"
"Are you?" he asked, after he had stopped laughing.
"Yes. When you're away, I can cuddle up to the doll."
"You're so sweet."

I just need to take a photo of my guy and get my order started.

My tired guy is back and continues being sweet

My guy arrived at the airport safely at 15:00. He had to teach a course immediately after he had landed, so he had a pretty long day.

He called me right after he was done teaching. It was good hearing his voice again. We laughed at various things in our conversation. He was in good spirits.

Although he was tired, he told me that he missed me a few times. He also said that I was his sweet doll.

He oozes sweetness when he is tired. It's nice to be missed. I have missed him, too.

Cancelled flight and my shellac manicure

My guy sent me a quick e-mail on Saturday, telling me that his flight got cancelled. Instead, he is flying home on Sunday.

Flights do get cancelled from time to time. I have only experienced a flight cancellation once. My guy and I were to fly out of St. Louis on the same day. We were on different flights. His flight was fine. Mine got cancelled and I had to stay an extra night. It all worked out, although it would have been nice to have flown out with him on the same day.

My guy is sweet. He hoped that my weekend was going well. He also asked me about my shellac nail polish.

Last Sunday, I went to get a shellac manicure. It is the fourth one that I have ever had. It was an event with other folks, so we all got a discount.

I really liked the job that the woman did on my nails. The place guarantees that your manicure will not chip within seven days. I have just hit the seven-day mark and it is true!

My guy asked me whether my nail polish had chipped. He loves my nails and hands. He is probably the only guy that I know who does not get bored when I talk about painting my nails or getting a manicure.

I sent him a photo of my manicure last week. Yesterday, I sent him another photo. The only difference between the two photos is that my nails have grown a bit, as expected.

I hope that my guy arrives home safely today. He will likely get to see my intact shellac manicure this week.

Flights are booked for upcoming vacation -- just need to pack a paddle and oral gel

My guy is travelling home today. I can't wait to see him on Monday.

It's a rough weekend for him. Not only does he have to travel and adjust to the regular time difference. As an added bonus, it's Daylight Saving Time. He has to sprint ahead an hour, just for kicks.

He did manage to send me a quick e-mail yesterday. He has booked his flight to and from Seattle. Within the hour, I had booked the same flight segments as he.

Seating is strange. I managed to get a seat next to his on three out of our four segments. The seats are exactly what I have specified online through the Web site. When I use this particular airline's app, it says otherwise. Perhaps it's a database synching issue.

Anyway, I am happy that we will be travelling and spending a week together at the end of the month. I just finished booking my car rental. I just have to pack important items, such as a leather paddle and fruit-flavoured oral sex gel.

It'll be fun. We are travelling on his birthday, so we get to celebrate when we get there. I'm so excited!

Jamie Dornan likes to be spanked

I am thrilled that Fifty Shades Darker is being filmed in Vancouver these days. If I were nuts, I would fly over there to see if I can catch a glimpse of Jamie Dornan or Dakota Johnson.

There are plenty of decent photos being shot while the cast is filming outdoors. I would probably end up sightseeing in Vancouver instead!

Anyway, to my surprise, I enjoyed watching Fifty Shades of Grey. I continue to avoid reading the books, for I have heard that they are loaded with grammatical errors and enough issues that it would drive me mad.

I recently came across this interview. Jamie Dornan would like to be spanked. Yay! I'd like to volunteer my spanking services. =)

Thanks, Attitude Magazine UK, for conducting such a cheerful interview!

My guy wants to be spanked

Last Tuesday, my guy and I didn't chat on Skype. My guy was jetlagged and pretty much slept from the time he got back to his hotel room till Wednesday at 07:30. Instead, we caught up on Wednesday.

In the greater Toronto area, we had a snowstorm that started mid-Tuesday into Wednesday morning. I decided to work from home on Tuesday, as I didn't want to figure out whether I should risk driving to work and get aggravated doing it. I typically work from home on Wednesdays, so I enjoyed not dealing with horrific traffic and congestion for a couple of days.

My guy and I had a nice chat on Skype, catching up on things. Due to the snowstorm, I had to delay my already rescheduled service appointment with my new car. It happens.

We talked about how nice it was when we were last intimate. I lightly tapped my guy's bare backside a couple of times. He raised the prospect of being spanked. He is curious to know whether he'd like it.

I told him that I would go easy on him. He has already requested a medium spanking. I like that he wants to explore being spanked.

It has been ages since I have been the spanker. Just the thought of it gets me aroused. Such tendencies aren't meant to be broken!

Skype chat with my guy in the office and both of us getting off

Last Monday, my guy was on Skype and sent me a message. He wanted to chat with me. It was around 15:00, so I went to find a mini meeting room.

My guy had a good day and didn't fall asleep while working, which is pretty good for a jetlagged guy.

He was horny and wanted help getting off. So, I helped, being the helpful person that I am. I joined in on the fun.

I wish Mondays were always this exciting. It was nice, considering that we have a six-hour time difference.

I wished my guy sweet dreams. He was fortunate to doze off. As for me, I didn't exactly do much work after that!

It's on - my guy and I are vacationing together at the end of this month!

My guy broke the news to me yesterday. His trip at the end of the month has been finalized. I have already booked the week off. Our vacation together is good to go!

We are both excited. Well, he still has to work during the day. We get to spend time together after he's done work. Yay!

My guy is doing well. He went to a football (soccer) game the other night. He also managed to do some sightseeing in Rome and eat some delicious food in Naples this past weekend.

A few more days before he comes home. I can't wait.

My guy letting me know that he had arrived safely

When my guy travels abroad on a Saturday, I rarely hear from him the following day. It takes him time to adjust to the time difference, so I am okay to not talk to him. However, I do want to make sure that he is okay.

He broke this ritual last Sunday and we chatted on Skype. He first asked me whether I was out and about, or at home. I told him that I was at home, being homey. He liked that response.

He had slept a lot during his flight to Rome and was eager to talk to me. It's another sign that he misses me.

I am glad that he made it safely. He talked about the food that he ate for dinner. He was even ironing while we were talking. Apparently, he has to reserve both the iron and the ironing board at his hotel.

My guy is good at ironing. Frankly, I would never buy him an iron because he has the top-of-the-line model at home. I know how to iron, but I am not an expert like he is.

I wished him goodnight just before we ended our conversation. It was nice chatting with him for an hour. It made my Sunday.

Two phone calls with my guy before he boarded his flight

Last Saturday, my guy called me twice. When he calls me more than once in a day, it simply means that he misses me. I am glad that he did call.

The first time he called me was just before 15:00. He was on the road. He admitted that he was a bit sleepy, so he thought that my chatting with him would be better than getting a strong cup of coffee. I had to ask him what he would do if I hadn't answered his call. He told me that he would slug his way into his side job of teaching a course on the weekend.

My guy was running late, as he had forgotten his passport at home and had to fetch it. He was travelling to Rome after his course.

I was close to where he was teaching, except that I was going to grab some lunch and then head home.

A few hours later, he called me from the airport. It was the last time that he was going to be in a business lounge. Last year, he didn't travel enough to maintain his flight elite status. He seemed devastated. I had to console him. I don't have any flying status these days. Oddly, that made him feel better!

I told him to ping me when he was safely in Rome. He said that he would.

It's nice when he needs to talk to me. He is away for two weeks, so any chat with him is always a precious moment for both of us.

Taking a day off to see my guy in his hometown and getting off the night before on Skype

Last Friday, I decided to take the day off.

I did something spontaneous and asked my guy the night before if he'd like to meet me at a liquidation place in his town. He has been raving about it. The deals happen on Fridays. My guy said yes.

Unfortunately, he had a last-minute meeting scheduled Friday morning when I was going to get to the liquidation place. He apologized, but offered to meet up with me after his meeting was over.

I absolutely loved the liquidation place. I got a bunch of decent deals. Shoppers were like hawks there, but it was worth it.

Anyway, I had communicated with my guy the night before on Skype. He told me that he was really horny. I had to ask him when he wasn't!

We both got off that night. Needless to say, we both slept pretty well that evening.

Elevator kisses, hugs, gropes, and memories

My guy is in Rome for the next couple of weeks, on business. We miss each other these days. I feel like I am stating the obvious.

Last Tuesday, when we got back to the office, we got into an empty elevator. I love when the doors close. We end up passionately kissing. It is truly unfortunate that he was working on the third floor that day.

I miss the days in our old office building where we would ride the elevator to either the seventh or eleventh floor. We could do so much more.

We have had some memorable elevator rides. One of my favourite rides was in Istanbul. We were on the thirty-something floor. So, we had a lot of kissing, hugging, and groping going on.

I especially miss him tonight. At least we got to chat for over an hour today, so it makes things a little easier.

Meeting my new car and teasing my guy to let me drive his

My guy finally got to look at and sit in my car. He loves my car, which is high praise from a car enthusiast.

Last Tuesday, I offered to drive us to our regular Chinese restaurant, so he could take a look at my car. He normally insists on doing the driving, but he was good with this exception.

He loved the look my car. The electric blue colour is attractive. He has nicknamed my car Bluie, because of its colour. And, like me, he loves the tire rims.

He likes how my car drives. He even likes the manual mode. Sure, it lacks a clutch, but it's such a fun car to drive.

We got to our usual restaurant and ordered our usual dishes. What was unusual was that our meals took what seemed to be forever to get to us. We were both hungry.

When we were fed and content, we headed back to my car.

"We should drive each other's car. You can drive my brand new car and I can drive your manual car," I teased him with my suggestion.
"Um, no. I am okay driving my car and being a passenger in yours," he said. I smiled at him.
"You should give me the keys to your car just before you leave on your next trip. I will ensure that your car is okay."

Silence. It's fun teasing him.

"The seat hugs me," he remarked.
"Well, with a cute butt like yours, the seat has no choice," I said.

We both smiled as I drove us back to the office.