Today I am due a visit from Sir. I've known about it for a couple of weeks .... for me that's when the visit starts. We both lead busy lives in a vanilla world. Our time spent together is brief, a stolen moment, a couple of hours of time when 'normal life' stops as we enjoy each other in an encounter which only gets better each time.
It starts with a text or phone call, he suggests a date, he has a meeting in the area, at that moment I start to tingle with excitement .... Sir wants to see me. The very fact that he has found time for me is in itself a turn on, any plans I may have for that date are quickly rearranged and the build up begins. Today is no different, part of me tries not to get too excited. There are so many factors, so many things that could crop up or go wrong & make plans have to be cancelled or changed. I go about my normal business, occasionally a nervous smile will cross my face whilst I'm shopping and I get a text telling me what he will do to me and instructing me what I will wear.
The nerves, the anticipation and the secretly exchanged messages heighten all my senses. On the day of his arrival I am beside myself .... will I please him? Will I live up to his expectations? He has just sent me a message to say he is on his way. I have much more to say on this matter (as Sir knows I always have much to say on every matter) but this post is a short one as I now have to go wash my hair, choose a dress and do some substantial panicking!
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