Yesterdays sex session was like something out of a bad comedy......
SO & I went to Erotica Expo. That worked out fine, and I managed to get a couple of goodies....
I got home and raced into the bedroom to try on my new stockings. All was good. The next thing I knew the camera was whipped out and I found myself in the middle of a photo shoot.
All was good.
Then the phone rang. Brother in Law and sister were on their way over as the truck they were selling was at our house. We had 30 minutes to do whatever we wanted to do.
We figured that would be okay.
But then I grabbed my newly bought vibe. I think that was where things started to go wrong. We got in a couple of pics.....quite naughty....kinda worked me up, somewhat.....things were getting a little heated.....which was when the coffee table was shunted along the floor.... right into the lower glass part of the front door. SMASH went the window. FUCK! Did it stop us? No.
So to save us getting cut to pieces from the shards of glass on the floor we moved into the bedroom. I got thrown on the bed. Right on top of my sunglasses which then stabbed into my shoulder blade. FUCK! Did it stop us? No.
Then while my legs were flailing up in the air I got dragged to the edge of the bed...(good access apparently).... which would have been all good if the heel of my shoe hadn't collected everything on the bedside table. Fuck. 10 minutes before we had visitors. Fuck.
I'm too busy trying not to laugh, SO cums.... then there is a knock on the door. FUCK!
SO pulls his jeans up, I'm frantically trying to untangle myself from the chaos on the bed and accidentally squash the cat who had at some stage gotten onto the bed. FUCK!
I tear the stockings off (being very careful at the same time, of course that I don't put a hole in them) I pull my skirt back on and race to the lounge to open up whats left of the door. I ease it open just a crack as the dog is going spastic. And there stands a complete stranger. (who is kinda hot!). He's here to look at the truck. FUCK.
I tell him to go ahead and look at it, I can't leave the house as I have to clean up the glass. (And wipe up the cum which is dribbling down my thigh). In the meantime SO is rushing around the lounge trying to straighten everything up. I race to the bathroom for a clean up and then my sister arrives. FUCK!
The visit goes well, the truck is sold. Visitors leave, SO lights the fire. All is good.
We sit down, have a drink and a laugh. Until about 45 minutes later when we could smell something burning. We look at the fireplace. SO leaps up and grabs my Ug boots (which he said he was warming up for me) and there, we see a HUGE FUCKING BURN MARK on the heel. He had melted my boots!!!
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhg!!!
Let's hope today goes a little better.
SO & I went to Erotica Expo. That worked out fine, and I managed to get a couple of goodies....
I got home and raced into the bedroom to try on my new stockings. All was good. The next thing I knew the camera was whipped out and I found myself in the middle of a photo shoot.
All was good.
Then the phone rang. Brother in Law and sister were on their way over as the truck they were selling was at our house. We had 30 minutes to do whatever we wanted to do.
We figured that would be okay.
But then I grabbed my newly bought vibe. I think that was where things started to go wrong. We got in a couple of pics.....quite naughty....kinda worked me up, somewhat.....things were getting a little heated.....which was when the coffee table was shunted along the floor.... right into the lower glass part of the front door. SMASH went the window. FUCK! Did it stop us? No.
So to save us getting cut to pieces from the shards of glass on the floor we moved into the bedroom. I got thrown on the bed. Right on top of my sunglasses which then stabbed into my shoulder blade. FUCK! Did it stop us? No.
Then while my legs were flailing up in the air I got dragged to the edge of the bed...(good access apparently).... which would have been all good if the heel of my shoe hadn't collected everything on the bedside table. Fuck. 10 minutes before we had visitors. Fuck.
I'm too busy trying not to laugh, SO cums.... then there is a knock on the door. FUCK!
SO pulls his jeans up, I'm frantically trying to untangle myself from the chaos on the bed and accidentally squash the cat who had at some stage gotten onto the bed. FUCK!
I tear the stockings off (being very careful at the same time, of course that I don't put a hole in them) I pull my skirt back on and race to the lounge to open up whats left of the door. I ease it open just a crack as the dog is going spastic. And there stands a complete stranger. (who is kinda hot!). He's here to look at the truck. FUCK.
I tell him to go ahead and look at it, I can't leave the house as I have to clean up the glass. (And wipe up the cum which is dribbling down my thigh). In the meantime SO is rushing around the lounge trying to straighten everything up. I race to the bathroom for a clean up and then my sister arrives. FUCK!
The visit goes well, the truck is sold. Visitors leave, SO lights the fire. All is good.
We sit down, have a drink and a laugh. Until about 45 minutes later when we could smell something burning. We look at the fireplace. SO leaps up and grabs my Ug boots (which he said he was warming up for me) and there, we see a HUGE FUCKING BURN MARK on the heel. He had melted my boots!!!
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhg!!!
Let's hope today goes a little better.
