Thoughts on an ever-evolving life

Chocolate Therapy

My head has been spinning and I know I should be doing about one million other things that I have been neglecting. My entire life has been completely wrapped around and consumed by Sir, and our new adventure. We are doing things that I would have NEVER thought we would do. It’s AMAZING! I have belt marks that have been there for the last three days, and I love it. We have also been having a lot of fun just being together, talking.

My stress finally over took me on Friday. I had an Extremely difficult day at work. Toward the end of the day, I had to go to a mind numbing meeting with some of my peers. I had to leave the meeting and rush to the store so I could grab something for dinner and the ingredients for a Caprese Salad I needed to make for my daughters cast dinner, after play practice that night. Because I didn’t have time to go all the way home, I ran to Sir’s office to make the salad on his desk. It was almost impossible to be so close to him, but knowing I didn’t have a second to touch him. I got it done in just enough time to rush it to the theater. I then drove home, exhausted, overwhelmed and kind of pissed at life, knowing that I still had to make dinner. While I was at the store, I had bought Sir a German chocolate cake, because I was feeling guilty that I have been too busy to bake anything for him in over a week.

Dinner was done and we were FINALLY sitting on the couch, able to relax and talk. Sir kept commenting that he was almost ready for cake. He wanted cake. He was happy I got cake. The cake looked really good. He was glad I got the cake. FUCK, I get it! You want cake! He got up to go use the bathroom and I told him I would get him some “fucking cake.” The nasty look I got from him was completely deserved, but it REALLY set me off. Well, I know you have experienced my errant mouth. What you haven’t experienced is my little mean streak. So, when Sir came around the corner to get his cake, I grabbed a fist full, and I gave it to him, right in the face. He stood there stunned. I know it wasn’t the nicest thing, the most submissive thing or even the correct thing to do. But, by the time we were done, we were both COVERED in chocolate, laughing hard and holding each other close. What a MESS! Worth EVERY crumb!

Of course, as you can imagine, we now both needed a shower. We carefully made our way back to the master bathroom and slowly undressed each other. Then, we climbed into the shower together. Sir stepped behind me and lightly shoved me against the shower wall. He then proceeded to wash my hair and body until I was all clean. His hands covering every inch of my body. It was GLORIOUS! I returned the favor, making sure he was completely cleaned as well. We dried each other off and retreated to the bedroom, where we enthusiastically worked out any lingering aggression. It was Spectacular!

I HIGHLY recommend this as a form of stress relief. I had the best night sleep I have had in a long time. 🙂

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