This weekend was worth everything that has happened over the past few weeks and months. I mean that. The time since I came clean and told hubby has been far from plain sailing, but it felt better to be going off to see Sir without the need to lie. Of course I went (and returned) without knowing how things would be afterwards, I am pleased to say though that I probably worried too much.
So the weekend
I took a half day, so I could do some shopping in Sir's home town. The sales were still on and I am pleased to say I bought some lovely new, black, shiny shoes with a lovely slim heel and a new silky bra and suspender belt (no need for knickers) all at a reduced price.
At his place I showered and got ready before He arrived home. It had been 6 weeks since the last time, much much too long and we were very eager to make up for some lost time. This time though we had the treat of two whole nights together.
I wore my underwear and shoes a fair bit, I wore the lovely nipple clamps, I was cuffed, collared and used. Oh boy was I used! I submitted and proudly worshipped my Master.
Sir was a bit unwell Saturday and I was pretty tired. The weather was awful so we stayed home and watched films and tv. He rallied late in the evening and I slipped back into stockings and heels and we retired to bed (no sleep yet though) so he could use my body again and again. He allowed me the most wonderful orgasms; so much so I can almost still feel them.
Sunday we engaged in a little role play which I will write about next time. Then, after just a little more time together I was on my way home.
The return has been better than expected so maybe a corner has been turned. I am however missing Sir and have felt a bit down (sub drop perhaps?) I will get over it plus wow what wonderful memories.
Yes it was worth all the pain. Plus of course I received some very welcome pain while I was there!
More about that too in a future post.
Joolz is definitely back!