Today is our anniversary! Three years ago today, I married my best friend, and I still feel like the luckiest woman in the world. We have learned so much about each other in three years, and it just keeps getting better.
My present to him was a gorgeous leather jacket. I think it's the first time I've bought anything real leather (sorry, little lamb). Have I mentioned that I love the smell of leather? I love the smell of leather--perhaps I'm more into fetish wear than I thought...
In honor of three years, here are three snippets from the past week:
Several Days Ago 7:30 AM
We are cuddling together as I slowly wake up.
He lifts up my shirt and touches my sensitive stomach, making me flinch. I remove his hand and tug down my shirt.
Me: Stop! I don't like that.
A: Don't give me orders, young lady.
Me: Well, it's my stomach, and I don't want you to touch it.
A: No, your body belongs to me, young lady. You may make suggestions, but I will choose whether to follow them or not.
He lifts my shirt again.
Me: Well, I would like to suggest that you not touch my stomach.
Yesterday--After missing the deadline for some lines I was supposed to write
Over his lap...where else.
A: Why haven't you finished those lines yet?
Me: I haven't had time!
A: You haven't made the time.
Me: You're right; I haven't made the time.
A: If I see you playing Candy Crush again before those lines are done, you're going to pay for it, young lady.
I immediately think of ways to play Candy Crush without him seeing.
I emerge from a long, hot shower and am toweling off.
A: Your bottom is pink.
Me: It's from the hot water.
A: Oh...I thought maybe you were spanking yourself.
Me: I don't need to spank myself--I have someone for that.
A: Well, I can make it pinker than that.
Me: I'm sure you can.
He pushes me over the bed and demeonstrates that, yes, he can easily make it pinker.