Home coming was Sunday afternoon. As I walked down the concourse I could see his bright smile greeting me and his arms open wide to embrace me.
The trip to New England was full of satisfying sensual encounters. Both my men truly spoil me.
As to my previous quandary, I did pack my bright red bag but did not even take it out of the suitcase.
I chose to save that part of me just for T (geminiTom). We celebrated that choice last night after an evening of dinner, cocktails and confessions. I gave him some instructions prior to leaving of duties that he was to perform in my absence. He kept a diary of his experience cleaning our home while naked and wearing a plug with a blond tail. Through out our separation I would text him and address him as my "Pony Boy".
We also treated this morning as though it was a holiday and turned phones off for another session of love making. It was such an exciting morning that we had to change the bed sheets again today.
As I sit here typing I can feel pleasurable throbbing for both orifices. Sigh!
It is going to be a good day. I just know it!