We went to Deviant Dining last week.  It was our first outing at the Libido lounge and it was just as Jennifer said it would be ‘low key and casual with sultry dinner conversations’. Even though Jennifer had a sore back (30 weeks pregnant) and a sore mouth (2 wisdom teeth removed) and ♀ & I were a little stressed, distracted and sleep deprived from our own drama’s,  it was still a really nice evening.

I don’t know if Jennifer and Jason (her man) thought up the idea of the Lounge on their own or they saw it somewhere else and decided to try it here, but what has really impressed me so far is I’ve never felt like we’re being sold something.  I know it’s a business, but I’ve never felt like she’s being friendly because she’s got this great time share opportunity for us. Do you know what I mean? ♀ & I have often talked about expanding our horizons, but neither of us really knows what that means. It might just be spending the occasional evening in a sexually charged environment or taking a few classes. It’s possible that it might lead to more adventurous activities, but even if it doesn’t I don’t think we’re going to be pressured…I have a good feeling about it.

Anyway, during dinner Jennifer & Jason were talking about how much fun it is to have really big boobs for a change.  Jennifer said to ♀, “yours must have been huge when you were pregnant.”  I think the question kind of caught her off guard. She said she was very young and they were already huge and she’s had a reduction since. What she didn’t say is that she was very disconnected from her body then and really has no idea how much bigger they got…sad.

Several days later I crawled into bed and snuggled up to ♀. She wasn’t ready to wake up and I was trying hard not to fidget. I’d been laying there for quite awhile just holding her…smelling her hair… listening to her sleep…feeling her against me. Then quite unexpectedly she rolled over to face me, lifted her breast up and placed her nipple in my mouth.  She held me and stroked my back while I suckled her breast and humped her leg. That probably sounds funny, but it was a loving gift and I was grateful.

I fell asleep and she got up to go to work. When I woke up later that afternoon I could remember the very last part of a dream. I was watching Jennifer breast-feeding a baby. She lifted the blanket up and there was ♀. 

“Damn”, she said, “I think I chipped a tooth on your nipple ring.”

Cheers,

sss

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