Gratitude sex

It was a bad, bad night. It was one of those nights that was kicked off by waking up three times before He even got out the door. First it was the cat, who one might have forgotten to feed. Then it was Him looking for his belt and then just as one was dozing off again the realisation hit that one hadn't put salad in his lunch box. It was in the fridge crisping away. Not that He is that fond of salad, but the leafy greens do add bulk to a meal.

So out of bed one stumbled to assemble salad... with all the grace that a small dragon shrew can muster. Seriously wake a girl once shame on you, wake her more than that, hell will rain down. Of course after that much sleep interruptus the body decided that it was the pattern that we were going for and repeated it all night. By morning it was almost a relief to wake up for one last time. All of that bad night was followed by a very long day at work... strange how that seems to cap off everything.

 It was a relief to stumble home...

There one found that not only had He cooked the pork, but there was a note to say that he was getting up early so that one could go to bed. What was a small dragon shrew to do, but dine and make His lunch very quickly, hop in a shower and put on something short and slinky...

Not one of those damn costumes... a fact that He did note with a tinge of regret

And drag Him off to bed for a little guilt and shame sex... the best kind. Well other than make up sex... or so they say. Never having done it one can't say for sure.  

To be honest though it was more that here we were with an unexpected hour. It seemed a shame to waste it with sleep. Besides it's our anniversary tomorrow...

Which for the record is a crap anniversary... you get furniture for it. Nothing says we have been together too long like a nice piece of furniture. Though He probably would happily accept an original egg chair... who wouldn't? But honestly who thought furniture? They didn't even come up with a modern equivalency that was better. What the hell are you supposed to do, say here honey the new recliner I know you've been dying for? Ugghh!!!

Anal sex is way better... for the record J