If I remember correctly, Jennifer told us at our orientation that she does not do the match-maker thing. That seemed reasonable to me. She’s a busy woman and doesn’t have time for emails from people who were to shy or distracted to remember to exchange contact information. She repeated this rule at the Play-Party Etiquette class we took a few months later. She suggested getting business cards printed that we could just hand out if there was someone we were interested in. We have very pretty biz cards btw.

 

So we were a little surprised when we got an email from Jennifer a week or so before the last Sultry. She knew this couple from Seattle and they were going to be at Sultry and she thought we would enjoy meeting each other and would we like their email so maybe we could chat online and perhaps meet in person before Sultry just to see if we’d like to get to know each other even better.

 

*keep in mind that Jennifer took it upon herself to do this. I would strongly discourage you from asking her to hook you up with, or asking for personal information about someone you’ve met or want to meet at the Lounge.

 

Anyway, emails were exchanged and we agreed to meet R & A at the restaurant at their hotel a couple of hours before the start of Sultry. They looked like their pictures and they were very pleasant and we talked about a wide variety of topics and it was all very nice, but when we were driving to Sultry after dinner, we realized that we didn’t really get a sense of who they were.  ♀ made me sad when she said she didn’t think R was interested because she’s bigger than A. I thought the problem was we kinda fell into the coffee date routine that we do when we meet people from our ad and maybe we were a bit overwhelming. Not that it matters…for what ever reason there wasn’t a spark.

 

Sultry is one of those events that non-members are welcome to attend and it just so happened that we hardly knew anyone at all that night. ♀ mojo is still kinda hit and miss so having an evening out where we mostly concentrated on just us was probably a good thing. So we didn’t actually *play* with anyone, but during the human car wash I got to rub my stubbly head against (and in between) all the boobies present. Have I ever mentioned that I am a very lucky sissy?

 

Speaking of boobies, I must tell you about one of the couples who were there. They were younger than ♀ & I. He was quite muscular. She was nicely curvy. They were a very attractive couple, but what made them stand out (lol) was her nipples. They were the length and thickness of the tip of my middle finger down to the first joint. Seriously, they were the most spectacular nipples I have ever seen in person.

 

So the bath-house where they have Sultry was probably built in the ’40′s and Jennifer was telling us that a grandfather clause in the reason it’s still there, but it has to stay pretty much original. They are very restricted with what they can do with it, so it feels old and a little seedy.  A row of tiny stalls open out into one of the hallways and there’s a bench built into each stall and each bench has a tiny mattress. Picture a crib mattress. It’s not the easiest place to fuck, but really, the only other options are one of the showers (the difference in our height makes that tough) or one of the steam rooms (heat and an audience doesn’t really work for me) Anyway, we have managed to successfully fuck in one of the stalls before and oh-happy-day we were both able to get off on this particular night.

 

After we finished we went to the cooling off area. There’s drinks and snacks and chairs and light conversation. It’s a relaxed place to hang out. We were talking with another couple about the challenges associated with playing on the little benches and we decided that they were probably designed for tiny Asian men. As we were discussing this, we could hear moans and groans and the creaking of cedar coming from down the hall. ♀ told me to go see who was doing what to whom.

OK, keep in mind that we had been sweating for a couple of hours and I’d just had an orgasm and I truly don’t have a filter.

I walked down the hall and the attractive couple I was telling you about…remember with the amazing nipples…they were just changing positions. She was bending over the bench and he was about to take her from behind and I, assuming they had just moved off of the very tiny bench said, in a voice loud enough for everyone else down the hallway to hear, “It’s just not quite big enough, is it.”

 

I don’t embarrass easily, but yes, I was pretty red-faced after that. Later, we were back in the cooling off area and Jennifer was busy putting various lotion and potions on any woman who would let her. She put an edible body paint on the nipples of a woman we hadn’t talked to at all and as her man was licking it off one nipple, ♀ told me to go over and ask if I could lick it off the other. I said ‘no thanks’ and she said that she didn’t ask if I wanted to. She told me to go ask if I could. So being an obedient (and lucky) sissy, I did what I was told and the woman gave me permission to lick the nasty tasting body paint off her nipple.

 

At the end of the night ♀ & I and the ‘body-paint’ couple were helping Jennifer load everything into her car. It turns out they were faced with the same dilemma we have at the end of Sultry. It’s not a very nice part of town at the best of times, but late at night we really don’t want to be wandering around aimlessly looking for a place to eat and by the time we get home it’s really late and absolutely nothing is open and who wants to start cooking? We live about an hour SE & they were about an hour NE from home. We had overheard a conversation about a nice cheese shop with attached tapas bar just down the street so I introduced ourselves asked them if they’d like to join us for an appy.

 

Well, N & C were just so much fun. It was like we were long lost best friends. There was so much to talk about and (or so it felt) so much to catch up with and wow, in no time they were turning the lights up and kicking us to the curb. By the time we got home they had both sent us friend requests on Fetlife. There have been numerous emails back and forth between all of us. We saw them at  the Cupids Party last week and I’ll be blogging about that later. They had their orientation (and learned the secret hand-shake) Friday night. We were supposed to meet them at Exploratorium after, but it got cancelled. So they came over to our house and we talked for like four hours!

 

Want to know something weird? ♀ & C do the same kind of work and where they work is only a couple of blocks apart. Also, they both had Pin-Up photo shoots done at the same studio in the same week. I have a really good feeling about them. They’re relatively new at this, just like we are. Their connection seems very strong,  just like ours. I think they’ll respect our boundaries and if something isn’t working, I’m pretty sure we’ll be able to talk about it.

 

Anyway, we shall find out soon. We have a play-date scheduled for later today.

 

Stay tuned,

♀ & sss

I think it’s fair to say that ♀ has her very first girl-crush. It’s not any kind of creepy stalker thing or a ‘I would so leave my husband (or switch teams) for you’, but I’m pretty sure Amy is the first woman ♀ has seriously thought of doing sexual things with. OK, just to be clear; ♀ has always appreciated the female form, she’s just never thought of them like that before and Amy is the woman we played with at the New Years Eve party, but that could have easily been just a one time thing. Anyway, since New Years there’s been a lot of online flirting. If you read the comments on our Woman Wanted post (basically written for Amy) you’ll see what I mean.

 

♀ dad is down here in the hospital for two weeks. Down here, but not exactly local. It’s at least a 60 minute drive each way and she’s been going almost every day after work. So there was absolutely no way we would be going to Deviant Dining last week. But Amy emailed to say she’d be driving up from Seattle and then Jennifer announced that there was going to be a Fire-Play demonstration and hinted strongly that ♀ would be asked to be a demo-model and all of a sudden it was, ‘I think we should go to Deviant Dining.’

 

♀, did in fact, get naked and had several fire-y things done to her…including fire-flogging and it was very exciting. Amy was the next naked model and several other exciting things were done to her. ♀ stayed naked during this part of the show and when it was over and Amy started getting dressed, ♀ became quite annoyed and told her she needed to stay naked. At one point they were both naked and sitting on my knee. Yes, I am a very lucky sissy!

 

♀ & I were invited to Amy’s birthday dinner Saturday night. Sushi with a few other Lounge members including Jennifer, Jason and the Pickle. We both really enjoyed visiting friends outside the Lounge in the ‘real’ world. There was certainly talk of sexy things, but kids and ex’s and jobs and just life stuff. It was relaxed and comfortable and it made me happy to be a part of it. There’s something else I want to say about that dinner and I hope it comes out right. Jennifer recently got some upsetting news about someone she is very close to and she looked drained on Saturday night. Now, I wouldn’t wish that news on anyone and I certainly wasn’t glad to see her so tired, but it was nice to be included in an evening with her friends and family where she didn’t need to be ‘ON’. What I mean is most of us have jobs/responsibilities where we need to be smart or happy or creative or strong or you name it…even on days we’d rather just hide under the covers. Jennifer has to do all of those things, but she also needs to be sexy and make everyone around her feel sexy and make her space crackle with sexual energy and wow, there must be nights when that is so fucking hard to do. So to be part of a gathering where she didn’t need to be ‘on’ was special to me.

 

The grandbaby came for a visit on SuperBowl Sunday while her parents went to a party. Amy was still in town so we invited her over for a visit and a baby fix. We made a yummy pizza and had a few wobbly-pops and Amy decided to spend the night. Now I see your ears perk up and your zippers slide down, ‘oh goody, here comes some hot girly action. Tell us all about it, sissy boy.’ The thing is, it was after 9:30 before the kids picked up the baby, Amy hadn’t slept in her own bed for four nights, ♀ has had a dull headache for the past two days and she’s worried about her dad and all those things and probably a few more added up to not much in the way of sexual energy. I tried to subtly (yeah right) instigate some fun stuff, but I was clumsy and obvious and my efforts were openly ridiculed. There was a naked cuddle-puddle in our bed, but I was fidgety and left before I got asked told to leave. ♀ took Monday off work and Amy doesn’t need to be home until the afternoon. Unfortunately, I sleep during the day so if anything sexy does happen, I won’t be a part of it. poutpoutpout.

 

OK, you’ll need to read this post to know why this video, ‘specially for Amy, is so damn funny.

 

 

Cheers,

♀ & sss

 Do you know what our original number one reason was for joining the Lounge? To meet like-minded people. To have friends who we could just be ourselves with. At the time of course, we had no idea how much having that freedom would change us. Just the possibility of meeting people we could talk to without fear of judgement or ridicule was what helped me sell ♀ on the idea of joining. We have met many such people, but our friendship with Lord & Lady Batsu has evolved into something more. Maybe it’s because they always make us feel so welcome or maybe it’s because their connection seems to be every bit as strong as ours or maybe it’s because LB is a big strong teddy-bear and ♀ has a serious weakness for a man like that…nah, it’s probably one of the other two reasons.

 

Anyway, our day hadn’t started off very well. She woke up with a migraine headache shortly after I got home Saturday morning. She took drugs and was able to back to sleep, but I stayed up late so I wouldn’t disturb her. She had a couple hours work scheduled and the plan was I was supposed to be packed and ready to go when she got home. Well, you know what they say about the best laid plans..Because I went to bed late and there was no one in the apartment, I was still asleep when she got home. ooops.

 

We still needed to have showers and shave various body parts and pack so it was quite late before we left. There was no lineup at the border, but we stopped for beer and wine and a few groceries and condoms and then we went into a love shop and paid to much for an awesome vibrator (I’ll review it later) and so, yeah, we were about four hours later than we said we’d be.

 

But all was forgiven as soon as we arrived. LB & lbj looked great. They were both on their 22nd smoke-free day, lbj had lost weight and seemed to be a bit more mobile. We had pizza and beer for dinner and there was lively conversation and lots of laughs and we both so enjoy being there.

 

Lady Batsu still doesn’t have much stamina so when it’s time to sleep…it’s really time to sleep. While LB was tucking her into bed we got dressed. ♀ wore her shiny black corset with the red fuck-me shoes we bought in Vegas…she looked so hot. I had on a frilly black baby-doll and panties…very cute.

 

Lord Batsu escorted us out to the play-space and holy fuck….when we first played there the space was just a corner of a garage that had been cleared of all the other typical garage stuff. OK, maybe not all that typical, but you knew you were in a garage. When we saw it just before Christmas the dungeon was under construction and there was no play space at all and it was hard to imagine playing there again anytime soon. But now…as I said…holy fuck! The lighting and colour and music and heat and toys… It has been an amazing transformation.

 

LB wanted to chat before we played, so chat we did. We talked about how our friendship has grown and what that might mean to the sort of future play we could have. We talked about what has worked well and what we might consider as we move forward. We talked about how a hard rule that LB & lbj have sounds like the same hard rule ♀ & I have, but it’s really not. We also talked about how what I write here on this blog has had an impact on LB & lbj in their community. I say ‘their’ because even though we are good friends and we’ve been to a WHACK Munch, I don’t feel like we are part of that community. At least not right now…not in the same way we feel part of the Lounge community.

 

Here’s the thing…everything we have done at Casa del Rudy has been done with the full knowledge and consent of Lady Batsu. They don’t keep secrets from each other and either do we. Even though lbj doesn’t actually play with us she sees our outfits, LB takes tons of pictures (and sometimes video) and we talk at length with her about the scene afterwards, she’s involved as much as she could possibly be. Everything I have written about our adventures at Casa del Rudy has been true, but how you, the reader, interprets that truth might be different than how we, the four people who were actually there,  see it. I think that’s called ‘good writing’ and I think that’s why 1000+ people will read this post today.

 

Even though the visit was wonderful and the space looked amazing and our talk will (I believe) have a very positive affect on future play, our scene that night did not go very well. We all seemed to struggle with getting into the zone. I almost fainted trying suspension bondage. They got me down in time, but it sure took the lead out of my pencil.  After the room stopped spinning, LB put me on the St. Andrews Cross and ♀ gave us both blow jobs. OK, yeah, that was hot!…

 

 

 

Then he put her on the gyno table and he went from being excited to making the scene work. ♀ thought her period had ended the day before, but when things got going there was some blood. I’m sure LB didn’t mind, but it wasn’t something we’d discussed with him before-hand and it was a distraction for ♀.  My shoulders aren’t as messed up as ♀ are and I know BDSM isn’t supposed to be comfortable, but I was really starting to ache. I didn’t want to be the one to stop the scene a second time so I toughed it out. Eventually, ♀ had a small orgasm, but it was a lot of work and we were all pretty much done by then.

 

We decided to just go home after. Not because the scene hadn’t worked very well, it was 1am and I wasn’t at all tired. I could have self-medicated, but they had family obligations in the morning and it just seemed easier to go home then. Oh, Lord Batsu is lending Jennifer a sex machine for her Exhibit of Sex Machines Night and he asked us to deliver it for him. I wasn’t quite sure what I would say to the border guard if he asked what the hell that was in the back of my Mini. Fortunately he didn’t ask.

 

And that’s what happened during our latest visit to Casa del Rudy.

 

HHNT,

♀ & sss