I read your blog

For the first time in years, I was not horny when I went to bed. I guess getting "a little" on a regular basis will quench that appetite a bit. We laid there, in the dark, him spooned up to my back. His arms around me, his breath steady and even. He wasn't in any particular mood either.

"I read your blog"


Uh oh.....I always hate to hear those words. My "public blog" is filled with every piece of me, including very negative and personal feelings. I actually started this blog so I had an outlet for the overwhelming feelings that felt to raw and personal for basic public consumption. He doesn't know about this blog. Few people do. I think 5 to be exact. So the blog he is referring to is my public blog.


"and??" I asked, a bit trepidatiously



"I'm sorry you were lonely for so long. You have some really good friends that love you alot"



"I know, but it's not the same as this. It's not the same as laying in bed and talking and touching and sleeping and cuddling and feeling secure and loved. It's just not the same"


I could feel his hardness against the cheeks of my ass.


"mmmmm....we've been talking, are you wanting to be touched and cuddled and loved before we sleep securely together?"


I couldn't help but laugh. The man listens. Catches every word. And he gives a great back rub. And I like all the strings that are attached.

His fingers traced their way across my belly and up to my breast. Cupping them he whispered that he found something to cuddle. He started rubbing my shoulders and back. We were still talking. Flirting with each other. We both knew where this was going. Both enjoying the long slow burn. Both playing the game. His hand went between my legs and he found his object of desire and gave a long sigh.


"mmmmmm....baby...and I thought you weren't in the mood"


As his hand and fingers increased their speed, so did his breathing. And so did my breathing. Not wanting to change a thing he slowly entered me from behind. It has been a long time since the spoon has evolved into sex. It's been a long time since I stayed with anyone long enough to spoon. I had forgotten how nice it is. Laying on our sides, we were struggling to maintain the position yet I was needing to feel him deep inside.

Up on my knees, his hands on my hips, thrusting long and hard, the need was being filled. Funny how a new old position can enhance things and bring about the climax in a faster more intense way. I could feel him showering his love for me. Collapsing, gasping for air, instinctively I cuddled back into him.

As he was pulling the blankets up over our shoulders and snuggling in he murmured "mmm...let's get some secure sleep" I could feel him smile against my hair.

"you're such a silly goose"

"I know...(pause)...when are you posting in your blog again?"