Thursday, May 10, 2012

Mini me

We were at our Tuesday night vanillas the other night; curled up around their dining room table... oh the men had long since disappeared. Well we knew where they were... they had fallen down their own particular rabbit hole known as discussions about gaming and had migrated out of the room. In fact we joked that they needed another play date... they do play together so well. Actually the last time they came over to our place to do that we ended up laughing hysterically. The men were both sporting the same attire, haircuts and facial hair. Now admittedly they did look like a Great Dane and a Chihuahua but... it was funny J

The memory of that little image did spark another conversation. We always find things to talk about; sex, politics, more sex and lots more sex. Oh and our lives... which usually leads to more sex. Its how we got on to anal sex... well more large toys used in anal sex... and one was explaining that large toys did not make you end up loose permanently. More that it trained the arse what to do next time. Things like anal stretching weren't a permanent state. Well she did ask...

That sort of lead to a discussion about what was involved in using toys like bats and we ended up chatting about how there was often more than a little help involved in people using things like traffic cones. Including the use of muscle relaxants... but that is a story for another time. Turning around she said, but that seems like an awful lot of work to get off. And she's right it is, but the rush is awesome (one imagines... not being anywhere in that league) and some people are very self competitive J

Now she was speaking as a mother of two very active boys who is cramming in a second degree, while being a stay at home wife. She is time poor... from what one can see she gets no time alone at all. Even when her partner is gaming he prefers her to be curled up at his side. And just like Him, he calls her into the room to see special moments, have conversations with her regardless of what she is doing and hunts her down if she should disappear. Oh not in a physical sense... he calls her from the other end of the house... like He does. Even showers aren't a safe place to be for alone moments...

See although our lives have very different structures there are enough similarities that we always find things to talk about. The nice thing about human beings is that when you scratch around we aren't as different as we like to think...

2 comments:

Kitty - The Submissive Wife said...

Is it bad that I read this hours ago, but I just barely understood the title? Which was clever by the way...

Do they know you are *not* vanilla?

Master's piece said...

Oh yes... after one spectacular night early on in our friendship, when she spent an entire evening showing one how to get your man to fetch his own stuff (and very well trained her partner was too), it seemed easier :D