Finally, a new post and finally, ♀ & I managed to get three days off together; no jobs, no kids, no visitors no obligations. Three whole days all to ourselves. We’ve been so busy for so long, we’d become accustomed to our time alone together being doled out in little bits and pieces.

What did we do? Well, ♀ painted our en suite bathroom (is that redundant?) We’ve been in this condo for just over four months and this is the first room she’s painted. That should give you some indication of just how busy we’ve been. The next room to be done will be our bedroom. She’s eager to get that done because our Queynte painting has finally arrived from Jackie. It really is beautiful. The colours and the details are brilliant. There are a couple of issues though. It’s not quite as ‘abstract’ as we’d convinced ourselves it would be. The two people who have seen it (my mother and step-son) knew right away what it was. That’s not necessarily a bad thing. We’ve tried to make our bedroom a very sensuous place and have several nudes so it will be a perfect fit. I guess we’d just imagined ‘what’ and ‘who’ would be our little secret. I asked ♀ if she was still comfortable with hanging it and she said, ‘with the amount of money we spent on it, you better believe it’s going up!’  That brings me to the second issue. The price Jackie quoted us was more then we’d ever spent on a piece of art, but we were able to justify it because we both loved the idea and the examples we saw online are so gorgeous and really, you expect to pay more for a commissioned piece. What we didn’t count on…and this wasn’t Jackie’s fault at all…was the cost of shipping and insuring a large flat package and duty and taxes and framing and all those extras added about $600 to the final price. I’m sure once it’s up on the wall we will love it forever, but right now it stings a bit.

 Do you remember the book Mister Got To Go? It was one of my favourite books to read to Mini when he was little. It takes place at our favourite place to stay when we spend the night in Vancouver, The Sylvia Hotel. It was built in 1912 and it has been designated a heritage building so there are very strict guidelines to what they can do to it. The plumbing and electrical and safety stuff is all up to modern codes, but it still has a very old feel to it. We were lucky enough to get a room looking out onto English Bay. It was loveRly. We only spent one night, but we did a lot of…ummm…stuff. Yeah, of course we did  ’that’, but we also went to the Firehall Arts Centre and saw This Mortal Flesh. It’s had mixed reviews, but we really enjoyed it.

After we checked out of the room we had a very leisurely breakfast in the hotel restaurant, just looking out at the water and watching life go by. Later we did some shopping. We bought a bag full of books that included three collections of erotic fiction. The one I’m most excited about is Yes Ma’am  edited by Rachel Kramer Bussel. Surprised? Not.

We stopped at a specialty wine store and ♀ found a couple of bottles to try. We avoided malls and just wandered through small independent shops. Eventually we ended up at Little Sister’s. We found a leather flogger that ♀ said would be perfect for when she wants to put me over her knee (the flogger we have and the riding crop are both to long), but she decided it was to much $. We did get a ceramic massaging stone and two new toys; a new bullet for her and a prostrate massager for me.

After we’d finished shopping, we stopped in at the Number 5 Orange and watched a few pretty girls take their clothes off. If you’ve never been, the women need to climb a ladder from the stage up to the change room after their set. ♀ & I had the best table in the bar; in front of the stage and underneath the ladder. Purrfect! We stopped for a late dinner on the way home and watched the last period of the hockey game. Canucks win…again!

Guess what? When we got home our condo was exactly how we left it. Isn’t that just the coolest thing?  Have I mentioned how much I like this empty-nest lifestyle?  The other great thing about getting home is our bed. I am quite certain I have never loved a piece of furniture as much as I love our bed. Once we were unpacked and the mail was checked and we were settled into bed, ♀ had a brilliant thought and we did something we’d never done before. We lay beside each other head-to-foot and got out our new toys. First she inserted the prostrate massager into my bum, then she started fucking herself with her glass dildo and playing with her clit with her new bullet. It was the coolest thing. We could look into each others eyes AND we had an up close view of each others naughty bits as we masturbated. She came first, then took the dildo out and spread her lips wide open for me. The sight of the  juices dripping out of her cunt and the vibrations in my bum pushed me over the edge soon after.

We’ve watched each other masturbate before, but we’d never done it together like that. It really was a lot of  fun and if you’re looking for something different to do tonight I’d recommend it. I meant it would be something you and your partner might enjoy. I didn’t mean you’d enjoy it with us. Though now that I think about it…with us would probably have entertainment value. You’d be able to see ♀ cunt in person and in vibrant colour up on the wall and you’d be able to lay on the worlds most comfortable bed and once our circle jerk was over, we could read erotica together. Sounds like fun, right? But maybe it’s not all that practical. So try it at home with someone you like and tell us all about it in the comments.

Cheers,

♀ & sss

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1. 

   I’m pleased the painting has arrived safely, and like you, was surprised at the high cost of shipping it to you! Framing always costs a lot of money, and sometimes I wonder if its worth it, BUT when the finished painting is on the wall, the frame really finishes it off and shows a painting to its full effect.

   As for the choice of the abstract being guessed at, that spoils the fun a little, but I hope that when it does go on the wall, you will look at it, and smile to yourself when you think about what it is, and what it stands for……

   Comment by jackie adshead — March 22, 2009 @ 3:28 am

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