Adult Weekend ;)

a shot at the beach just down the street.

 

     After we dropped the baby off with my mother in law, we headed for the coast. We vacation in the same area every summer and it is our favorite place to be. Since it's the off season, we even got a really great deal on a cute little cottage for two nights.

      When we arrived, we sat down to have a drink (a beer for J and a glass of White Zinfandel for me) on the sleigh style day bed in the living room. We talked and kissed, and I was giddy with excitement to be alone with him. I found myself giggling quite a bit and everything just felt light and easy. It was so nice. Then we headed to the store to grab some sheets for the bed since we didn't bring any. I had bought a new dress to wear to dinner one night out, and I forgot the sweater I was planning to wear with it at home, so J offered to take me somewhere to find a sweater to wear with my new dress. He didn't know what the dress looked like (I wanted it to be a surprise) but he helped me look for something when I described what type of sweater I was looking for. On top of the sweater, he insisted on buying me a shirt we both thought was cute, and a sweater dress that was on sale. After, we went to dinner at an amazing restaurant (recommended by Riley from Vanilla Extract ... THANK YOU!), and headed back to the cottage for some alone time. We sat down and watched tv in the living room, and I had some more wine.

     Whenever we're together alone, J's hands are usually all over me, and this was no exception. He was playing with my nipples, pinching and twisting them, and he said, "Did you bring the nipple clamps?"

     I nodded. Little did I know that simple question would be leading me to some new experiences. 

     "You have forty seconds. Go get them," he told me, and started counting.

     I took off running, and made it back just after he said twelve. I sat down beside him on the day bed and he told me I could put them on myself. Normally I don't have a problem with this, but for some reason this time I was having a lot of trouble.

     He took them from me and put the first one on my left nipple. As the clamp closed, a whoosh of air escaped my lungs followed by a soft moan. He had to attach the right one twice, as it fell off the first time .. so of course the second time, he made it tighter. Then he tugged on the chain, and told me to stand up. Once I did that, he told me to follow him, and paraded me around the little  cottage by my nipples. At one point, the right clamp fell off again. Instead of reattaching it, he just led me around by the left one. After looping the cottage once, he led me back to the day bed where he told me I could remove the remaining clamp for now.

     I did, and held my breasts in my hands, massaging them. I was sort of lost in thought at that moment, reveling in what just happened. He's never done anything like that before (leading me around) and I was feeling very submissive, and slightly objectified. My head was spinning with it.
     He reached over and grabbed a nipple, eliciting a squeal from me as he rolled it between his fingers. His other hand pushed my legs apart, and upon discovering I still had underwear on, ordered me to take them off. He had me lay back down, and made me hold my legs open for him. He alternated between lovingly stroking and caressing me all over, and slapping tender parts of my body. He brought me to one of the bedrooms, and bent me over the bed.
     I'm a lot shorter than J, and normally this position doesn't work well for us, so I usually kneel on our bed to give me the extra height I need. We tried to do this but the bed was taller than ours is so the height was off again.
     He didn't want to wait any longer and he flipped me onto my back, pulled me almost halfway off the bed and held my legs up so he could have his way with me.
     It was intense and I had to consciously work to keep from falling off the bed.
     After, we laid naked in bed together and I sipped my wine while we cuddled and talked. It felt weird not looking in on the baby or listening for his cry but it was kind of nice to not have those responsibilities, and be able to just focus on each other.

     Before we left for our weekend away, I joked that I was most excited to sleep in, but I still woke up at 7:15 and couldn't get back to sleep for the life of me. I just laid beside him and watched him while he slept. It's been a long time since I've done that.
     When he woke up, we went to breakfast and then headed to the beach. We walked for a little while in the sand, watching the cold water crash against the shore.
     There is something just so calming and beautiful about the ocean. I could stare at it for days, and my awe wouldn't fade in the least. I just love it. After a while, though, we got cold and decided to go back to the cottage and eat lunch. There was more cuddling and touching, and plenty of laughing.
     I hadn't gotten my maintenance spanking the night before, and I was really wanting to be spanked. I looked at J, and somehow he just knew what I was thinking.
    "Do you want your spanking now?" he asked.
     I nodded.

all (minus a smaller hairbrush, and a
long paddle) of our implements.

     He led me into the same bedroom we'd made love in the night before (not the one we slept in), and left me standing at the end of one of the two twin beds. "Where's the blindfold?" he wanted to know, unzipping the small travel bag that held our implements.
     "It's in the outside pocket," I replied softly.
     Moments later, he was putting it over my eyes, securing it behind my head. "We're going to play a game," he told me as he pushed firmly on my back, bending me over. He told me I could lay on the bed, which was a small relief for me.
     I thought I knew what he had in mind, but of course he had to throw a curveball. You just cant have your girl expecting what's going to happen, right? He told me that we were going to play two rounds of the game this time, one with my pants on and one without. Shit. "Two rounds?" I squeaked.
     "Yes." he replied. He went through all the implements (well, I may have forgotten a few .. accidentally, honest!) .. twice. Just like he said, first over my pants and then on my bare bottom.
     I cried several times, and he was surprised at the end when he removed my blindfold and saw the smeared makeup on my face.
     "You cried?"
     I nodded. "You couldn't tell I was crying?" I was surprised because he's usually very in tune with me.
     He shook his head. "I mean, I knew you were whimpering but I didn't think there were tears involved."
     I went to check my butt out in the mirror and he found me doing just that a few minutes later, soothing lotion in hand.
     We had a movie to catch so after he rubbed the lotion in, we headed for the theatre. We saw The Vow. It was very good, but incredibly sad. I was teary-eyed most of the movie, but J held my hand and kissed my cheeks and whispered that he loved me. He was very sweet, and afterward even admitted to liking the movie!
    By the time we got back to the cottage, I was very excited because I finally got to wear my dress to dinner. I'd wanted to wear it our first night, but it was freezing rain and J had told me to wait until the next night. I also had purchased a new pair of earrings and a clip in bow for my freshly cut hair. I showered, and locked myself in the bedroom to get ready. I assembled my outfit and applied my makeup very carefully, wanting to look my absolute cutest for him. When I finished getting ready, I opened the door and walked out to the living room where he was waiting for me. His response was just what I'd hoped for, and I was happy that he was happy. We went to dinner, and on the way home, stopped off for a drink. There ended up being a band playing, and we sat across a small table from each other, holding hands and listening to the music. It was so nice! I love live music.
     Eventually we headed back, intending to fully enjoy our last night alone together. As we wrestled playfully on the day bed, he noticed that the back of my tights had a run in them- they must have caught on the chair I was sitting in at dinner. I guess since they were already ruined he decided to have some fun with it, so he grabbed my leg and tore a large hole in the tights. He made several holes on my legs, and then pulled me over his lap. He started spanking, and then ripped open the back of them, baring my bottom to him. The swats were firm but the spanking itself was short and when he let me up, we quickly moved on to steamier activities.
     He made me answer questions about what I liked, and he even made me list a few things I liked while he did magical things with his fingers.
     It was sort of embarassing but deliciously so.

     He used his belt on my sore ass, and teased me some more before taking me in the living room, so he could bend me over the day bed like he'd been talking about all weekend. He took me hard and fast and it was awesome to be able to be as loud as I liked without worrying about anyone hearing or waking the baby.

     There was more cuddling and whispered love words. Coming down from the after glow, we talked about the weekend we'd had together, and how amazing it was. Neither of us tried to pretend that we didn't miss our son (this was our FIRST time spending more than one night away from him, and more than 20 min away!) but we both agreed it was wonderful to get away together. In the morning, we woke up, packed all our things into the car, and after a quick spanking, our "adult weekend" came to a close. We headed home and picked up baby boy from grammy's on the way. It felt so good to hold him! As much as I love being mommy to my little boy, and having him around, I can't say I don't look forward to the next time we get to enjoy an Adult Weekend together!