Evening outing, with good food, company, and a hand massage

Tonight was a clear, summer evening. I went out to a little function that had little desserts, pasta, meatballs, Indian curry and naan, and more. It was nice.

I brought a colleague with me, who is also a friend. She is the little sister that I never had. She had a good time. I did, too.

I got a hand massage at this function. Considering that I type a ton at work and right now, it felt so good afterwards.

Hand massages are good. I need to have more of them.

Purple massage gifts from my guy

Before I drove my guy to the airport, he had a plastic bag in his hand.

"I got you some goodies. These are for you," he said.
"Thanks! What's the occasion?" I asked him.
"They were purple. I just wanted to get them for you," he said.

As of late, I have noticed a theme. For my birthday, he got me a cool massager for my neck, back, and more.

The two purple items are also massage-related. One was a finger massager, which is wonderful. The other one was a manual roller massager for your calves, thighs, and whatever else.

My guy knows that I like to unwind. He also wants to make sure that I am relaxed. He knows that purple is my favourite colour. He's thoughtful, as usual. He is also a good gift giver.

Birthday gifts and snuggles

My guy, besides taking me out to a movie and lunch, got me some wonderful birthday presents.

He bought me Turkish apple tea. I fell in love with this stuff when we were in Istanbul together. He went one step further and got me the tea in a beautiful tin. I had previously bought the tea in a box.

He also got me a massager. It's the type that you can wrap around your neck, wrists, waist, and more. It's fancy. I love it.

We spent tonight snuggling in bed and chatting. I love when we have quiet moments. It's nice.

Yelp and sex toys

I like Yelp out of all social media out there. I enjoy photography. I take photos of food, to remember what I have eaten. I write for a living. And, I love to travel. It's the perfect social medium for me.

I decided to do a search for spanking in Yelp. When I was typing the word as my search criterion, the app automatically indicates spanking/masssage. That's interesting...

There is a sex shop that intrigued me in the search results. Come As You Are Co-operative has some interesting sex toys. There are restraints that are vegan. I didn't realize that they existed. I also like all the selection of coloured rope.

I tend to get my various pleasure toys and more from PinkCherry.ca. There is a lot of selection, especially with paddles and dildos. There are always sales and the company ships your goodies in a discreet box.

Perhaps it's time to look at new toys. Yay!

Using a heat and back massager after being spanking, and missing each other

My guy is in Dubai for the next couple of weeks. We have been chatting on Skype these days.

For my birthday, he bought me a back massager for the car. It heats the lower back and butt areas. Only the lower back gets a massage.

"I haven't tried out your great gift yet. My back hasn't been achy thankfully. My butt isn't sore for your punishing me, either" I replied.
"I'm glad that you like it," he said.
"I have been a good girl, so I won't be using it for a while."
"No, you're a naughty, naughty girl. When I am around, I will definitely spank you and have you try out your present."

My guy told me that he missed me so much. He even said that I could drive his manual car under close supervision.

"You can trust me. I should have offered valet service before you left," I teased.
"I will let you drive my car when I am with you," he replied.
"Wow, are you sure that you're feeling okay?" I asked him.
"Yes. I would let you do anything. You're my sweetie."

And, he's my sweetie, too.

Making up for a lost lunch date

My guy and I were contemplating whether to have lunch on Wednesday. For some reason, Wednesdays are often not meant for us to get together to chat and eat.

Today, my guy had a huge breakfast and then snacked on some trail mix. So, by the time lunch had rolled around, he wasn't hungry at all. Instead, he rescheduled lunch for Thursday.

I didn't feel sad. I wasn't disappointed. I ended up going to work just before 13:30. Wednesdays tend to be long for me. I have early morning conference calls that start at 07:30 and tend to be chatting throughout the day with various folks.

Just before I headed off to my 16:00 meeting (the third and final meeting of the day), my guy called me. We chatted a bit. I told him how great it was to hear his voice. I said it twice. He wished me a good meeting and told me to swing by the training room after work.

My meeting went overboard by fifteen minutes, which wasn't too bad. We have quite the chatterbox in the group. For me to cut it short like that was almost a miracle.

I dropped by the training room. My guy was quietly working in front of his laptop, trying to upload a bunch of files to a corporate FTP site. It was painfully slow.

We talked about our day. I caressed his head, massaged his forearm, and held his hand in mine. He was wearing the sweater that I had bought for him while I was in London. He looked good in it. He loves it.

We both had the same thought. He said it out loud. I just did it.

"May I get a kiss?" he asked me.
"Maybe," I said, teasing him.

We kissed. His soft lips pressed against mine always feel so good. It was nice to pause a bit by brushing my cheek up against his before kissing it. I then resumed kissing him on the lips, licking them, adding a bit of tongue to the mix.

My guy changed the ambiance up a bit. He dimmed the lights and hooked his laptop to the projector, which was at a fairly dim brightness.

He came over to where I was sitting and caressed my breasts. I loved how great they felt. He placed his hands under my green sweater and played with my breasts some more, massaging them in my black bra. He proceeded to reach under my bra, to play with my breasts and nipples. It felt so good.

He could tell that I was turned on. He rubbed my crotch and kissed me. He wanted me to reach orgasm. It worked. I did. It was awesome.

Moments later, when I had more energy, I managed to stand up, and lovingly caress and kiss the top of his head. He liked that. I then rested my cheek against it.

He tells me that I am sweet and cute. He is sweet and loving, among other adjectives.

We talked a bit more before we called it a day. This moment together certainly made up for our cancelled lunch date.