Sooo I am assuming you are all wondering what is new in my life. Well not much besides the fact that I found an apartment, I am looking foreword to new boys, I am looking for work, I am volunteering more and oh yeah my birthday is next weeeeek. On sunday. The 28th I cannot wait. I am sooooo excited.
So now that you have had the anecdote of catch up I am going to move on to the intended blog. I would call this a parental warning; but this blog is somewhat about sex. Seeing how I am single I feel like I have the right to fantasize.
I guess you can call this PART1 of many so here it goes:
Its the early morning. The day of my marathon. I woke up to the sound of the alarm clock buzzing. I was just laying there. In his arms. Our breaths were in perfect synch. I stretched and yawned and got up to get ready. I ate, showered, and was drying off when he surprised me in the bathroom. He came up behind me. Put his arms around my waste and kissed my neck. He whispered in my ear "your gonna do great today." I turned around, still in his arms and kissed him. I wanted to stay there forever but I had a race to run.
We got into our car and he drove me to the race. When we got to the parking lot I put on my shoes and he kissed me good luck. I got out of the car and started my warm up.
The race begins.
Throughout the race I can only think of one thing, getting back into my mans arms. It makes me run faster, and faster and faster. When I see him across the finish line I race as hard as I can to get to him. I cross the finish line and collapse into him. He picks me up and carries me to our car. We drive home.
At home we get into the shower together. We kiss each other passionately. From there we move to the bed. In our bed we spend an eternity. Exploring each others bodies and loving one-another entirely.
