Thursday, June 21, 2012

Rusty Old Cars Need....


I had yesterday off of work. I had such plans for the day, get my chores done, answer comments, catch up on reading and maybe write a post. He gave me two tasks to do, I've thought about them, but haven't accomplished them, yet. I was going to try and make some headway on at least one of them. My mind has been reeling like a tilt-a-whirl with everything going on, I'm quite pleasantly confused. Writing helps me sort it all out.

I thought I was gonna write about how I can't stop thinking about this thing Musicman wants to try. This thing that previously had been a hard limit for me. This thing I said, "no, I'd never do that," when he mentioned it.

I thought I would tell you how he has obviously thought quite a bit about this. I know this because he gave me a very detailed scenario. He even told me what I would be wearing during this activity. He gave me enough detail that the scene is now stuck in my head.

I thought I would tell you how guilty I felt that I said that to him. How it must have made him feel to hear me say that. It really made me realize how lucky I am that he didn't react that way when I proposed this lifestyle to him. He so easily could have done that, but he didn't. GUILT!!!! Ugh!!!!

I thought I would tell you that all these thoughts and the scenario playing over and over in my head have gotten me very curious. I thought I would tell you how I put on the clothes he described in the scenario and basically gave him a vanilla version of the act. Tease much? Yes I do. Nothing wrong with teasing if you are prepared to back it up. I think I'm prepared, won't know for sure until it happens.

I was not able to tell you any of those things though. It might have been the pinched nerve in my neck, it might have been the triple digit heat or it might have been the fact that our son is up to his shenanigans again and I'm way stressed. I ended up spending my day laying quietly in an airconditioned bedroom due to a migraine. One of the worst I've had in a while. Full blown visual aura, dizziness and nausea. I barely got my comments answered and didn't get much reading done at all.

Several hours later I did start to feel better and was able to get some things accomplished. A couple loads of towels got done. Thanks to our son providing towels for ALL his friends who come to swim, we had none. It totally ticks me off that Musicman can't even come home after a long, hot day at work and have a towel to use after a swim or shower. I'm not thrilled that I have to wash loads of towels just about every other day either.

Musicman wanted to take a swim last night, after dark, he specified he wanted to wait till the sun went down. It has nothing to do with not liking the sun, it has everything to do with me swimming naked. My pool is situated in such a way that makes it very private, but there are a couple windows in the neighbors houses that we can be seen from. Once the sun goes down though, all bets are off.

I was five minutes or less from stripping down and getting in the pool when a carful of teenagers showed up at my house. Our teenage son came out and started questioning us about when they could use the pool. He was told he could use it when we were done, unfortunately they decided to wait on the patio for us to be done. I'm sorry folks, I might be a liberal type mom, but swimming naked when I know my son and his friends can hear us, even though they can't see us, is a total mood killer.

They were soon in the pool and we were in the house, my mood was not good. Musicman decided we would go up to our room and watch some TV in the airconditioning. Once we got up there and got comfy, my mood got worse, I was feeling quite defeated about the situation with our son.

Musicman asked me if I was okay. Of course I said I was. Really? He didn't believe me though, smart man. He picked up the wooden spoon and started running it over my belly and then he said something that just floored me. He said, "I think you need some maintenance, don't you?" Um....what? I think I may have mentioned maintenance once in passing here, but that's it. We have never talked about it.

I couldn't deny I needed it, but I did say that term made me feel like a rusty old car. He thought that was pretty funny, but it didn't dissuade him from his mission. He started on the lady parts and the inner thighs. SIGH. Then he rolled me over and went to work on my backside. Bigger SIGH. He alternated between massaging my butt and legs, all the way down to my ankles and spanking me. I would tense up when he was spanking, then he would massage and I would melt right back into the bed. Then he would spank again, then massage again, then spank again. He followed that cycle for quite awhile.

Headache, all gone. Stress from teenage son, all gone. My red stinging butt and I thanked him appropriately. Fun and frolicks ensued. I was so relaxed and just about to fall asleep when he said, " maybe this weekend." Hunh? This weekend what? Oh yeah, that thing he wants to do, maybe this weekend. He reminded me, it's not up to me, he is the one in control.  Ack!!!  I'm nervous, but in a good way.

He didn't give me a deadline to get these tasks done. He didn't say there would be consequences for not getting them done. But, I'm starting to wonder, cause he sure has been surprising me lately. That's a good thing.

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  1. Oh yes, surprises are often very very good.

    About that thing...it's funny how they plant a seed and then you go from no, to maybe, to dying to give it a try.

    I hope you enjoy and look back and wonder what all the fuss is about.

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    1. Thanks DB, I hope the same thing :)

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  2. This is really a very good post, I liked the parts where you could have told me the stuff you were telling me. LOL.

    It is funny how they can put an idea in your head and it starts to germinate and then you think, oh, I must try it.

    For me, it is usually something he does, that I react badly to and then I think about endlessly later, and of course, because of my reaction, he is loathe to do it again.

    Sigh.

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    1. I'm glad you liked it, the migraine on my day off really pissed me off, lol.

      I am worried I may react badly too.

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  3. Sorry about the headache but happy the "cure" worked so well.

    What about giving your son the chore of washing the towels he and his friends use at the pool. Also, how about some guidelines as to when the pool is off limits for him - like after dark. Just a suggestion.

    Do your tasks. Been there - done that and I really enjoyed everything that I always thought was a hard limit. Funny how that works.

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    1. Good to know that you have enjoyed things that were previously hard limits, that is one of the things that I am finding a bit scary.

      I wish dealing with our son and his friends were as easy as imposing guidelines. Unfortunately, it's not, but we will continue to work on it.

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  4. Hit the button before my last thought. Once it becomes a reality it's no longer a fantasy and it may lose its appeal.

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    1. It may lose it's appeal, even Musicman has said, he might not like actually doing it.

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  5. oh that was a lovely post. the thing that may happen this weekend? i hope you enjoy it!!

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    1. If it happens, I will let you know how it goes, though I still may not be able to name it, lol.

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  6. This post made me smile. I'm quite curious what this thing Musicman wants to do. Whatever it is, I hope it goes well and that you both enjoy it.

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  7. Our oldest son, 'Man Child' is not 13 and starting to ruin our alone time. He is up as late as we are and loves his parents dearly (read, wants to be with us). This has made our trips out all the more important.

    As for your weekend, I assume your are being deliberately obtuse in not mentioning specifics, but you do have me curious as to what it is he is proposing. Best of luck I pushing those boundaries to the limit.

    TTFN
    Mr. No Name

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    1. Our son is way past wnating to spend time with us, I think it probably has something to do with the teenage girl that appears to be clued to his hip, lol.

      If you read my next post I explain some of why I haven't said what IT is.

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  8. *claps* happy for you, faerie, it's exciting, isn't it? Especially when you know they're in charge - swoon :)

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    1. My head is awhirl with how fast things are changing :)

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  9. I'm so glad he was able to get you out of your mood! I'm swooning like June is, how wonderful of him. And I'm curious what that "thing" is too, I hope whatever it is, it goes better than expected for you. Best of luck.

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    1. Thanks Riley, I hope so too. Have a great weekend with Cael :)

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  10. I can't wait to find out how your weekend goes. Quite curious. I hope it is fun for both of you. Nice post.

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    1. Thanks Zoe, it is obviously his call as to whether it happens or not. If it does, I'm sure you readers will find out, lol :)

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  11. A lot is happening now isn't it. Think you may be joining grace and myself in ballet class lol! And I'm not just curious....... I admit to being desperately curious :)
    Have a great weekend :)

    Dee x

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    1. Heeheehee, sign me up for those classes please :) I'm dancing as fast as I can, and all I'm accomplishing is making myself dizzy.

      Read the next post maybe you will figure it out :)

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  12. Lovely post. I'm with the others - curious what that thing is. Hope your weekend is good.

    Love,
    Ronnie
    xx

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    1. Thanks Ronnie, it always surprises me what things people take from my blog. Building curiosity was not what I intended, lol. I was more amazed he knew what maintenance was :)

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  13. Oh boy! Now I need to see if there are more posts...so far behind.

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    1. Welcome back Susie. Hope you had a great vacation. I'm way behind on my reading too!!! This working for a living is cutting into my blogland time, lol.

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  14. The best thing any of my pool-owning friends had when I was growing up was a set of dedicated pool towels in a pool station on the back porch. There was the clean shelf, there was the drying rack for towels that only been used for drying off less than 5 times, and there was the dirty bin. The drying was a lean-to looking thing built out of PVC with 4 bars across. Top bar for dried with once, second bar for dried with twice, etc. It saved his mom the work you're having to do and it made sure we only used the dedicated pool towels when I was over. Perhaps something like that could be used here to save you some work as well?

    Coming off a hard limit to find that it might actually be a soft limit is always a challenge. I wish you the best and can't wait to read about it.

    Stay SINful
    Mr. AP

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    1. GREAT IDEA!!!! Thanks for sharing it.

      I am defintely feeling challenged, it's scary. I will admit until all the wonderful comments I hadn't considered it as changing to a soft limit. In my head it just sorta felt like the limits was gone. It freaked me out a bit.

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  15. They are always full of surprises aren't they? :-)

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    1. Yeah, he is definitely surprising me :)

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