Category: vacation


>If you haven’t read part one yet… feel free to do so here. 🙂

When we got up to our room.. I kicked off my heels. I was certainly happy about that after hiking half a mile back to hotel. That sure doesn’t SEEM like a lot… but when you don’t wear heels a lot, it sure is. I walked over to the huge windows and pulled open the curtains. I looked out over the city towards the Space Needle all lit up… and smiled. It had been a wonderful night…. quite possibly one of the best dates we have ever been on.

Ben walked up behind me… wrapping his arms around me. We stood there together.. soaking in the beautiful sight and just enjoying being together. I closed my eyes and sighed… knowing that this moment was perfect- that nothing else mattered at that second but being there with him.

Minutes passed before I felt the warm touch of his lips on my neck. My eyes stayed shut… as they continued down my neck to my left shoulder. I turned my head back just enough for me to open my eyes to see him just for him to look up at me. My breathing was already shortening…. my body already tingly and needing him.

Our lips met… kissing each other wanting to encompass each other. I shifted.. turning around to face him… he wrapped his arms around me pulling my body into his. Our hands wandered… my hands reached around running my fingers over the fabric that covered his ass.

His mouth parted from mine… and back to my neck causing my head to fall to the side allowing him access. In my daze… he had unzipped my dress…. and then pulled it down off my shoulders. It fell to the ground, a puddle at my feet leaving me only in my bra in front of him. I took the opportunity to pull his shirt out of his pants then started unbuttoning it…. wanting him in the same state of undress as me.

Once all the buttons had cleared the holes…. I ran my hands up his chest… our mouths busy with each other. I reached his shoulders then pushed the fabric off him… adding to the pile at our feet. Quickly my fingers went to work on his belt… unbuckling it.. then to his pants. Before long… we were both completely naked.

Ben pushed me to the floor… and I wasted no time taking his cock into my mouth. He sighed with pleasure finally feeling the wetness of my orifice. I went slow at first…. on my knees… while he looked out over the city, knowing that at any minute someone from the neighboring apartments could see in. What a show that would have seen.

My pace picked up.. his hand on my head…. his hips meeting my movements. He was becoming rougher… taking charge in only the way he can do to me. He pulled away… turning me then pushing my face down, leaving my ass in the air. Ben straddled me and slid in with such force it took all I could for my face not to rub against the carpet.

He slammed into me over and over…. I still struggled to keep my head away from the carpet… it certainly was a challenge. It was a balancing act between pleasure and pain… so much so… I wasn’t sure how I felt about it… but I went with it anyway.

Finally he decided I had enough…. and got off me… pulling me onto the bed. I laid on my side giving him entrance to any hole of his choosing. My leg hooked his waist pulling him to me… till I felt the head of his cock press against my ass. He pressed gently… I gasped… then asked for lube (that I had conveniently packed for such an occasion… always be prepared for anything on vacation I say).

He reached over to the end of the bed where our black backpack was laying…. I guided him to the right pouch. He pulled it out… drizzled some on us both… then guided his cock into my ass. As always he met some resistance but slowly kept to his task of stretching. When he finally was in to the hilt… he gradually moved in and out… getting the muscles to relax and accept the intrusion.

Once I was just as much into it… over the initial pain…. he quickened his motion. My hand was on his chest… moaning with pleasure….. the other on my clit. Time faded away… I don’t know how long we were at it before I begged him to cum. I needed to feel him fill me… to fill my ass…

My fingers moved up to his nipple… tweaking it… knowing that would push him over the edge. His movements started to become ragged… I knew he was close. I knew all I had to do…. just a few words…

“Cum in my ass please”.

His eyes snapped shut…. a few more thrusts… and then his body shook… and he grunted with each spurt inside of me. A couple more thrusts left him completely spent… he pulled out… then laid down next to me. I curled up into his arms. It was just after midnight by then… our anniversary.

“Happy Anniversary baby… I love you”, I said… laying my head on his chest and sighing.

The perfect date indeed.

>For our anniversary… we decided we’d take a little weekend trip to celebrate. We picked Seattle because its close and there’s plenty of stuff to do. We left Saturday mid day after we had laid around in bed…. starting off our vacation in true couple fashion. The two hour drive was nice as we had picked the perfect weekend to go. There was no rain to speak of and the sun was out. For those of you who live in the Northwest, I’m sure you can appreciate that.
We had next to no traffic till we got near downtown… which wasn’t bad considering. Once we got off the interstate we made a beeline for Pike Place Market. I love the market… if I lived in Seattle… I would shop for all my fresh produce there. This place is just so alive… so much energy… it has a life of its own. Yes, its crowded… but I think its part of its charm.

We wandered around.. looking at all sort of things… just enjoying our time together. We had no where to be… no plans until later. I love the freedom of just being together. It was a much needed time away.

One of my favorite parts about the market is the flower. During the winter they sell dried flowers (which they had a few still left), but spring is now in full bloom and there were tulips everywhere! I love seeing the pairings… the bouquets… they’re lovely.

After we left Pike Place, we headed over to our hotel. Check in went quickly… and then we headed up to our room. We got a room with a great view of the Space Needle with a huge bed.. and wonderful soaking tub.

We laid around for a while.. watching tv.. and just laying in bed cuddling. This time away was about being together… the activities really didn’t matter to us. Before we knew it, it was time to get ready to head off to our dinner cruise.
I put on my dress and got all prettied up. We were quite the attractive couple… all arm and arm together.. I do love being on the arm of my husband. We headed to the pier and waited. It was a bit chilly… but it was nice.
The dinner cruise was amazing. The sights were lovely…. and the food was so yummy. We cruised around the Puget Sound and Lake Washington.. which included seeing Bill Gates house lol.
We had bruschetta, a green salad, garlic peppercorn bread, beef tenderloin, and then a raspberry chocolate mousse to finish it off. Each course was brought out perfectly timed to each leg of the cruise and set to a live guitar music.

The best part was watching the sun set over the Cascade Mountains. There’s something breathtaking about watching the sun glimmer over the water. The way it shines so softly in the distance.. kissing the earth laid out before us.
When the cruise was over.. we headed back to the hotel to drop off the car. We hopped into a cab. This guy had NO idea where we were wanting to go… and the trip there cost twice as much as it should have. He ran three yellow lights (they turned red before we even were under them) and almost hit a couple guys there were crossing the road. Needless to say.. I was slightly terrified.

But, we made it to our destination unharmed. He headed into this bar and grill that boasts 160 beers on tap. It was truly impressive. Ben ordered a sampler and I got a mixed drink. I was pretty disappointed in mine… probably the worst drink I’ve ever had. Ben liked his though, which was the only reason I picked to go to that particular place.

We sat and drank… chatting and being together before we decided to head back to our hotel around midnight. It was only a half mile back.. so we decided to walk back. It took us about twenty minutes of pain staking walking in heels to get back.. but we arrived happy and together.

We headed back upstairs to finish up our night…..

>the dress

>I had looked far and wide for a dress for our upcoming (now passed) anniversary weekend away. You see, I’m really not a big fan of dresses. I not 100% sure why that is… I just know that I don’t like them… and I know… I don’t think most are very flattering on me.

About a week before we were supposed to leave…. I had enough. I hadn’t found a dress… and the ones I had found quite frankly sucked ass. So.. I gave up. I was going to wear my black and blue pin striped pants. The thing is I wanted to find a new shirt to wear.

Friday I set out to find a new shirt on lunch. Much to my surprise.. I found a ton of dresses that I loved… weird. I tried them all on… and one of them was just “it”. I was thrilled.. and more so when it was 50% off! Sweet deal.

Friday was the last day of work before my ten day vacation started. When I got home… Ben was just getting home around the same time. I told him about the dress then tried it on… with the shoes and earrings I planned on wearing. Ben said…. “cute”. I laughed and said I didn’t want to look cute.

Ben wanted to pop into the shower before my niece and her fiance showed up and so I was going to go to take off the dress. He walked up behind me.. and wrapped his arms around me.

“The best thing about a dress… is this…”, he said… as his hand snaked down my thigh and hiking up my skirt. His fingers worked their way around to the round of my ass… making me exhale. Before I knew it… his fingers were working their way to my pussy… to my clit.
I pushed my ass back and against him… feeling his hardness against me…. and I must say.. I loved every moment of it.

Then out of no where… he bent me over the bed.. and slammed deep inside of me. He pounded away… the moans slipping from my lips. I could hear the tinkle of my dangly earrings with each thrust. I felt deliciously slutty. The kind of slut that is only brought out by the best lover. The kind of slut that the sophisticated woman wants to be… and is only made to be so when its forced upon them.

He pulled out.. only to let me shed my garments… and head to the shower. Inside the bathroom I was fucked before I could turn the shower on…. more inside the shower… twice before he finally decided that what he really needed was to cum inside of his wife.

I think he liked the dress.

>You can find part 1 here.

Valentine’s Day rolled around… it was the first day of our vacation. We didn’t leave the house till the afternoon.. I believe close to one or two. I could feel the nerves welling up inside of me…. but strangely enough.. not nearly as bad as I had expected. I really assumed that I was going to be a ball full of nervousness… but really… it never was overwhelming.

Ben made sure that I wanted to do it… said that I didn’t have to if I didn’t want to… but I had… what.. almost five months leading up to this one day. I wanted to. The idea of them wasn’t my idea to begin with… and had he never mentioned it.. I never would have done it on my own accord. Somehow over those months… it became something I really wanted too. Can’t complain about that 🙂

We got downtown, where the shop was. We had to park in a garage several blocks away… but it wasn’t too terrible of a walk. We parked and arm in arm.. we walked down the street… chatting and enjoying our day out. The rain was a gentle sprinkle… and so we were okay without an umbrella. We did… however… walk under any canopies we passed by.

We got to the place… and with a deep breath… we pushed into the shop. At the counter was two people… a guy and a girl. I didn’t make eye contact… I didn’t say anything… but the idea of telling a complete stranger I wanted to get my nipples pierced slightly embarrassed me. Even so, I waltzed up to the counter with Ben… and said just that.

The guy… Charlie… started out by explaining that they didn’t pierce with anything but bars… and used Tygon. This I already knew. He pulled out the beads I could choose from and laid them out on the counter. I told him I wanted something blue… and he pointed me to the few options I had. I ended up deciding on a silver ball with blue gems in them.

He took some initial information… said he was going to sterilize the jewelry and handed me a clip board to fill out some more stuff. Ben and I strolled to the couches where he looked through their portfolio. I finished up the paper work pretty quickly… and sat and waited. I took off my jacket.. I was warm… I’m thinking from the nerves. I was actually doing this. It seemed a bit crazy.

Charlie called us back into their piercing room. We chatted… in a way that was familiar about pets and stuff. It was kinda weird.. but really good.. as it put my worries at bay. I didn’t get time to get all worked out and crazy. He was very good like that. He also asked if I was nervous or excited. I laughed that uneasy sort of laugh.. and said nervous for sure.

When he got all the stuff set up… he said he’d step out and let me get undressed and get comfortable. I remember feeling kinda strange… taking off my shirt and bra.. and sitting in this chair so that some guy could stick a metal needle through my nipples. Strange indeed.

When I got settled, Ben went and got him. Charlie had me stand up with my arms at my sides. He marked each side of my nipple then had me settle back in. More chatting went on. He asked me if I was feeling okay- I was… and just ready to be done.

He put these tiny scissor shaped forceps on my right nipple. He asked if they were too tight…. in my head.. I laughed… I certainly have had worse. I told him they were fine. He told me to just keep breathing and not tense up… it would only hurt worse. I couldn’t look at him… or down… I just looked straight at Ben, who held my hand and looked compassionately down at me with a smile.

Then.. it was time… he counted down.. and through my nipple the needle went. I tried hard to breath…. but it was hard not to squeeze Ben’s hand. I was going to a tough cookie and not cry or scream… no way. I did… intake air and make a sound…. the kinda sound you make when you’re trying not to panic. Then the right one was done. Again, I was asked if I was doing alright… I was… let’s keep going.

Onto the left. Same as before… I kept breathing… but never felt an adrenaline rush. Too bad too. Again…. the forceps… the count down… and the needle ripped out a piece of me. This time… it hurt much worse. I still didn’t scream… but man was I glad we were done.

I could get dressed now… and I was going to do so carefully. Charlie said to sit for a few to make sure I didn’t feel dizzy or what not. When I felt confident I could stand with no issues… I stood and felt dizzy almost immediately. I grabbed onto Ben’s arms as my world spun. Charlie asked if I was doing okay and then said to sit for a bit longer. He went and got me a glass of water to help.

After a few minutes… I stood slowly and got redressed. It was done…. I had pierced nipples.

After we paid…. we pushed out of the store onto the streets of downtown… and I felt awesome. The piercings didn’t hurt nearly as much as I had expected… the worst part was certainly the actually piercing.

It’s an odd thing walking down the street with a secret piercing of sorts…. and you know.. and you feel like the whole world should know. I know that I love my piercings. I never thought I would so much… but I do. I’m so glad I got them. I’ve been so fortunate in my healing process too… I’ve had no issues and no soreness to speak of.

So that’s my tale… of something that would have never been had it not been for Ben…

>Sometime in October…. Ben asked me how I felt about nipple piercings. I told him that the idea kinda scared me… that I’d never just get them done just for me. I mean… obviously this is something that would hurt very, very much. He also asked if I’d ever get it done.. that he thought nipple piercings were hot. This, of course, was a huge motivator to do it… as I like doing things that my husband thinks is hot.

After some thought.. I agreed to get it done.

The first hold off came as soon as I decided to do it. With my surgery on the horizon.. I couldn’t them done. So we decided that after, we’d do it. When the time came… it was Christmas and we needed to focus on spending our money on presents… it would have to wait some more.

New Year’s Eve rolled around… we had a poker party. There was a mixed bag of attendees. One of the people that came was a friend of a friend. Cool chick though. She had her navel pierced several weeks before with something called Tygon. She said that it cut down her heal time considerably. We chatted briefly about it… as my sister was there.. and I wasn’t wanting her to know why I was asking. She just wouldn’t get it. I decided that later on, I’d email her and ask more. She just raved about the place she got it done…. and so when I went to decide where to get it done…I checked them out.

As 2010 rolled around… we were wanting to take a vacation… after being burnt out with work. I decided that we’d wait for vacation to do the piercing.. just in case I was going to be sore. I didn’t exactly want to be working with sore tits lol. We planned to take the week of Valentine’s Day off. The closer we got to it.. the more excited and nervous I got. I was pretty worked up about it… the last piercing I had didn’t exactly work out so well. I think it lasted less than six months. I just really didn’t wanna go through the pain of getting them pierced and then not having them very long.. but I was willing to give it a go.

As the week approached… Ben and I talked about Valentine’s Day and what our plan was. Ben thought it’d be cool to go down to Portland and spend the day there and get my piercings. And so… that was the plan. Yes, I could still back out… but by then.. I wasn’t doing it just to make him happy… I really wanted to get them done.

Even when the day approached…. I was super nervous……

TBC 🙂

>HNT: Belated

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I’m on vacation… better yet… WE’RE on vacation. It’s already half over and I do NOT wanna go back to work. Vacation time is always good time… but this one… we stayed home for… and I have to say.. it’s be really good.

There is a ease to my soul… a happiness that fills my eyes… If only everyday could be this relaxing.. this fulfilling.

And let’s not forget about how lucky I’ve gotten all week. I think only one day has passed that I haven’t had a little bit of extracurricular activity… which I will NEVER complain about.

Ahh yes.. if only everyday could be a vacation day….

>We showed our family pictures from our trip yesterday while we were over for Easter. While showing off these pictures I noticed something.. something you don’t notice when you actually take them. I saw all the other people that were not my family in them…. the ones that just happen to be in the shot, simply because there were near when I decided to snap a memory.

After realizing this.. I went through delibritely looking at those other people… at the expressions that I captured. It made me wonder what moment I had in front of me… what part of their day they were in… and how their trip was going. Were they happy times?

Then of course, it made me wonder… how many photographs one of us appear in… just by chance. Will they notice as I did.. and remark at our family? Or will we just be a back drop in their happy memory? AND how many times in my life… on any of the number of vacations I have been on… how many pictures that are not mine have I been in?

And so I will never know who these people are that co-star in the moments of our trip… will never know who they are.. where they are from… none of that. They will merely be a face I took… that will forever be a part of the physical things I have to show from our brief time at Disneyland.

>here I be…

>There is a skip in my step… a smile where there was not one before… a laughter that fills my soul…. and a smile that graces my face. I tell you… vacation did wonders for me. I was really getting to a point where going to work was much more of a drag than usual. I just really needed some time away. Yes, I had taken a vacation six months ago.. but the holidays are particularly busy for me at work…. and so that six months felt more like a year.

I find that I’m much happier at work right now (for however that may actually last). It really is a nice feeling… to be somewhat happy about being where you work. I know there has been many times over the last year where I have just loathed being there for one reason or another. It seems that it may be turning around… and for that I am happy…. happy that I waited it out.

It really amazes me what a little extended time off can do for one’s demeanor. Now if I could only get time off each month…. how happy would I be then? *laughs* So for now… all is right with the world but with that comes a lack of stuff to write about…. I’m in that rut of writer’s block again. I really hate that too… because I really WANT to write.. I want the words to come rolling off my finger tips and into the computer… like a well sung song. And yet… here I sit.. blabbering about nothing…

Perhaps.. I can attribute this to so much going on in my head… I’m running head first into another busy time of year… filled with birthdays.. anniversaries…. and graduation *shudders* (what an evil thing that graduation time). I sit and I weigh what goes through my mind and wonder if it is really that blog worthy… I mean.. who really wants to hear about the new guy at work… that I can’t figure out if he’s gay.. or if he’s submissive (not that they go hand in hand by any means!). Or who wants to hear about Ben’s stupid car alarm going off in the middle of each night.. several times. I mean.. seriously.

So instead you get to read my rambling… about nothing.. just something to fill the page.. to get me to the next hopeful post… I’m sorry!

>home.. and back to work

>Sigh… vacation always go too quickly. We got home on Sunday morning… and spent that day and Monday busy getting things back in order.. getting groceries… and what not.. so not a whole lot of down time.

I went back to work today… which is a bummer. I really could have used another 2 or so days off to rest up from the trip.. but such is life. Time to get back to the grind stone. But I can bask in the glow of another great vacation. We had such a great time… I took like 700 pics… I’m kinda picture crazy. I know I was driving the kids nuts I’m sure… “hey.. go stand over there… and there!”.

So yeah… I don’t have a lot to talk about.. I do have a post in the back of my head… but I’m feeling kinda anxious.. and typing isn’t really something I want to do right now… sooooooooooo that is for another time.

Just wanted to say a little something.. things should get back to normal around here now that I’m home.. which is a good and bad thing lol.

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So we’re over halfway through our trip.. tomorrow is our last day at Disney. If I had to pick a word to describe it… whirlwind. Its been go, go, go. We drop like flies when we get back to the rental house… I haven’t been this exhausted in a really long time. BUT…. we’ve had so much fun… and I can honestly say that this has been a trip of a lifetime.

I am truly happy that we got to do this… its been a great time. There has been a few bumps (some grumpiness on everyone’s part… a few rides breaking down… a bust on our beach day) but really… in the grand scheme of things.. its really no big deal.

I’m also very thankful that my niece and nephew came along.. because its been so nice having them around… not only because they are cool kids.. but because they’ve been good to help buffer some of our kids’ excitement and such. I just know that this trip wouldn’t have been as fun had they not been here.. and for that… I’m happy.

Tired.. but happy lol.

So yeah, there was no point to this post.. other than to check in… say hi… and blab. So yeah…. till another time…