Traveler and I Celebrate

Traveler and I have been together two years, as of Saturday. ¬†ūüôā

image on Beyonce arched upon the sand from

image on Beyonce arched upon the sand from

I can’t believe another year has gone by. ¬†We’re actually celebrating next week with a little “stay-cation” extended weekend, but yesterday was the actual day, and we celebrated in our little style. ¬†Heh. ¬†We cleaned gutters. ¬†Relax.. that’s not all.. but hear me a bit on this.

Cleaning gutters with Traveler is fun. ¬†Sure, it’s messy and a little tedious, but how great is it to be with someone that you HAVE FUN with while cleaning gutters? ¬†We found out his cats have been pooping on the roof and were flinging it off of there and STILLLL had a good time. ¬†In fact it was kinda hilarious. ¬†There were many poop jokes. ¬†It was a really shitty job. ¬†Heh.

So after our adventures in roof and gutter cleaning we got dolled up a bit and went to one of the nicest dinners I’ve had in a while. ¬†I was excited to be going out with Traveler. ¬†It was this little tapas joint on a beach nearby and we splurged on a very lovely bottle of wine, a bunch of tiny delicious plates, and just had the nicest and most relaxing time. ¬†I was feeling especially mushy, looking at his sweet face beaming with love there at the table and just told him emphatically, gushing with joy and feeling, “I’m so happy”. ¬†I said so many things with that little statement. ¬†We’d been talking about the kinda state of our union, and we were grinning like idiots, touching, laughing, making yummy noises. ¬†Everything was so good… the food, the delicious wine… the rich fantastic coffee pressed at our table, the homemade baklava… the conversation. ¬†Decadent. ¬†His smile. ¬†His laugh. ¬†His sweet face and warm eyes. ¬†Lovely. *Deep breath*

We kissed on the street and in the car.. passionate.  Warm.  Loving.  Hot.  I wanted him closer.. closer.. inside my body, no skin between us. Continue reading

Stress Relief

Skip this one if talk of me having sex with one of my loves would bother you.¬† ūüėȬ† *muah*

A couple canoodles romantically on a bench overlooking the golfcourse

A couple canoodles romantically on a bench overlooking the golf course

You know what really gets rid of stress? 

  1. deep rich kisses you can’t get enough of
  2. Hot hot steamy sex.
  3. The kinda sex where it’s so good you purposely tease yourself because you wanna make it last and ride it out and just can’t quit yet.. and you go so close so many times he takes over, fucking you so hard you shake and flood and you’re deliciously sore the next day
  4. a delicious whiskey cocktail
  5. Intense, connected, sharing-breath, passionate, loving, grinding, aching, yearning, begging, panting, shaking deliciousness together
  6. being held and holding your lover for hours, petting each other and loving the wealth of touch
  7. dinner you didn’t have to cook
  8. his beautiful body.. everything to do with it.  The sight, the feel, the taste.  His warm skin.  His scent.  The sweet delicious taste of him.
  9. sleeping curled together, feeling so safe and so loved
  10. petting him until you both fall asleep because touching him is like GETTING a massage
  11. his sweet words.  god.  the things he says!
  12. pampering him a little
  13. having him pamper you too
  14. laughing together and hitting golf balls
  15. having him teach you yet another thing
  16. talking about things you’ll do in the future together in passing, because to your love it’s a fact you’ll be there.
  17. telling your love all about your terrible work week and seeing that you are being listened to.¬† They aren’t on their phone or distracted or doing anything but listening to you because they are interested in you
  18. eating dinner and having a good laugh with people you love

Thank god for great dates and great loves.

I’m off now to dinner and a lovely cocktail again.¬† Also so stress relieving.¬†

Let’s not be greedy and expect all..

18 things

all the time dears. ūüėČ

a golf couple walk off into the sunset in sillouette

a golf couple walk off into the sunset in sillouette

What’s Sexier Than a Big Ol’ Romantic Date?

What’s sexier than a big ol’ romantic date?¬† What’s sexier than a sweet loving affectionate date where you run errands and have fun finding things together?


Reclining man floating languid and relaxed in a tropical pool

I like dates where you share a little bit of life sometimes, affectionate everyday time, and then leave a boyfriend-shaped dry spot on the bed that you won’t find until he leaves in the morning, because your flood ran over his hips while you tortured him after he came.¬† All because you can’t.. stop… riding… him.¬† Sharing life and passions makes me feel sexy and loved.

Grin.  Happy.

Anticipa… … tion.

The first kiss.  Delicious.

first kissI’m excited and looking forward to seeing the new guy again.¬† We’ve had only the one date, and oodles and oodles of conversation about all sorts of things that has left me, well, on a simmer.¬† I joked with him that I wasn’t sure I liked him and I need to kiss him again, for science.¬† I joked about a kink checklist and it turned into an actual talk.¬† It was a bit of a negotiation, and yeah, nerd that I am I coughed up a checklist I’d gotten a long long time ago and not yet used.¬† It was a kink checklist.¬† It’s not totally comprehensive, because how could anything be that wasn’t a freaking novel.¬† I mean there are kinks for EVERYTHING.¬† But it’s pretty good.¬†

So we filled them out and exchanged them and talked about things that interest us.  We have some lovely overlapping interests.  God I love it when a plan comes together.

first kiss3So my current plan has been to hold off a teeny bit before the naughty sexy bits, so we can get to know each other a little before sex complicates the picture.¬† Too late.¬† I want to jump him so fucking badly.¬† I keep telling him I am promising nothing on our next date (not because he’s pushing.. just to be clear).¬† And I really am not promising anything.¬† But I’m not sure he’s the one I need to worry about.¬† I am pretty sure I’m the weakest link.

I have to admit I love it when I’m like this.¬† I love the thrill and anticipation of a new potential lover.¬† I love how many times a day I think naughty naughty stuff about them.¬† I love how much it sparks my already purring engine.¬† I love the wriggling in my office chair and the little fantasies I have about what might be there or what might happen.¬† I love not knowing.¬† This is so much fun.¬†

first kiss 4One of the many many gifts of open relationships is the potential for this newness and this giddy glee.  First kisses!  Oh how I love first kisses, especially with that spark of chemistry.  Discovering each others bodies and minds and desires, and exploring!  Finding new ways to connect or to be passionate.  When I was monogamously married I thought my days of firsts were done.  What a sweet gift firsts are to have again!  Booya.

first kiss2

Am I Being a Bad Girlfriend?


a couple's feet intertwined in bed from

a couple’s feet intertwined in bed from

“Am I being a bad girlfriend?”, I asked while naked and laying on our stomachs.¬† We kissed and our legs twined together, petting each other with our feet.¬† We grinned and looked a lot at each others screens, exchanging kisses and congratulations.¬† We couldn’t stop smiling and his skin was so warm and smooth on mine.

Um… No.¬† There isn’t anything wrong with a little post-coital Candy Crush, is there?”¬†


I suppose not.¬† ūüėČ


47 Things

Ever notice in poly you get to feel 47 things at once? 


I just got back from a wonderful vacation with Traveler. ¬†It was relaxing and fun and beautiful. ¬†I walked through the door and started unpacking and planning to walk down the street fair by my house. ¬†Traveler and I plan to play WoW and maybe have a bite later and walking around sounds like a fun way to stretch my driving muscles. ¬†Quinky Girl is outta town until tomorrow, and we got back a day earlier than her. ¬†Poor man, Traveler has some more work stuff to do, but we’ll see how it goes and at least play WoW later. ¬†I love it. ¬†I love that even after all that time together we still want to see each other. ¬†It makes me feel so fucking loved. ¬†

So, checking in with everyone I have a brief chat with Cleveland and learn that he’s going to have¬†bagels with his wife in the morning and can’t come have breakfast with me on his way out of town. ¬†He can however pop by for a quick hug and kiss before his 2 week trip away. ¬†He said he could do sexy stuff too if I like, and the only response I could muster was “heh”. ¬†A week apart with no cell connectivity and almost no contact and seeing him before 2 more weeks apart also likely with little to no cell or other contact, and¬†the plan had to change. ¬†<facepalm> ¬†I’m just not ready to feel or deal with that one. ¬†I just want to enjoy my trip just a little bit longer, so I’m tabling my reaction to that. ¬†And what good would it do anyway? ¬†

Back to the good stuff.

Back to feeling wonderful. ¬†Back to feeling relaxed and happy and loved. ¬†Back to talk of the future and talk about the little scary things, and talk about everything else. ¬†Back to the sweet time together. ¬†Back to 800 miles of companionship and delicious dinners on the patio. ¬†Back to sleeping wrapped like spider monkeys most of the time. ¬†Back to kisses and hugs and snuggles and affection and passionate expressions that leave me breathless. ¬†One situation in life will NEVER replace the other here in matters of the heart, but just for tonight, just for now, I’m going to concentrate on the good stuff in my life and maybe table the things that hurt. ¬†Right this moment, right here and now, I’m deciding to feel just some of my 47 things. ¬†I just want to keep feeling happy. ¬†

sun rise

Vacation… ahhhh.

Traveler and I are enjoying the Okanagan Valley pretty damn well indeed. ¬†Isn’t it fun how time spools out in a vacation? ¬†It’s never as long as it seemed it would be and it’s so lovely whiling away the hours relaxing and talking and eating and drinking good things, taking time and making time and just being. ¬†deck kaleden

We found a vacation rental that is private, lovely, and perfectly suited. ¬†It’s a carriage house overlooking a lake. ¬†We are enjoying the grill and deck immensely. ¬†It’s in a town called Kaleden, on the Skaha lake in Okanagan Valley British Columbia. ¬†And it’s heavenly. ¬†The mountains all around reflect the sun on the green rolling hills and vineyards leading down to the center lake, and everywhere are tiny little wineries and little mom and pop places. ¬†I think I’m a little more into some of our wines than he is though. ¬†But then, he knows a thing or two about wine. ¬†I just like the yummy ones.

A picture in the Cascade Mountains, showing the shockingly green water

A picture in the Cascade Mountains, showing the shockingly green water

We woke up and had a leisurely breakfast of brioche french toast and pineapple and lazed about a good bit. ¬†Traveler’s work unfortunately is intruding with something that shouldn’t be a crisis but leaves him no choice.. being annoying without really being actually urgent, but what are you going to do? ¬†So tonight he’s snuggled into one loveseat and I’m in the other, he to work on work and me to blog. ¬†He’ll need to spend a few hours tomorrow on it too, which is a slight bummer, but at least it’s not worse. ¬†I’ll be glad when he’s done. ¬†It’s been weighing on him and it’ll be nice when he can relax and have it behind him.

The time is drizzling from my fingers and going too fast. ¬†Even this moment I’m trying to remember to take note. ¬†I’m looking at him a little here and there, loving the shared time of separate togetherness. ¬†It’s a thing I miss sometimes in polyamory, where time is so precious that it’s rare to have this “nothing” time together. ¬†It’s precious stuff.. this evening computer time and laundry and errands and planning and doing the little business of life. ¬†I’ve been enjoying more of it lately with Traveler and even some here and there with Quinky Girl, and I have to tell you, I’m a fan.

A delicious Okanagan wine, Haywire Syrah

A delicious Okanagan wine, Haywire Syrah

I love that this is a real vacation, a trip long enough to have touring and fun and delicious passionate sex and hours of snuggles and naps, and dishes and grilling and watching a family of deer and trying again and again to video chat with Quinky Girl on her trip back east and just.. everything. ¬†I don’t think I could ever stop wanting to hold him and pet him and kiss him. ¬†I love listening to him talk about this work thing, hearing some of his philosophy on the ridiculous practice of evaluations. ¬†I love our fits-and-starts game of Axis and Allies. ¬†I love the delicious meals we are making together and his hands on my hips as I cut broccoli or him reading things off the net to me while I’m saut√©ing. ¬†I like taking my time and washing every inch of him in the shower, exchanging smiles and wet kisses. ¬†I am so content¬†sitting here together. ¬†Vacation. ¬†Ahhhh.

Good Idea

Frank talk of me talking about and having sex.¬† Skip this one if you’d rather not read that. ūüėČ


“I’m pretty tired”. ¬†Yawn. “Man I got up early”.¬†

Sigh.  Snuggle.

“Oh.¬† Did I ruin your plans for tonight?” ¬†Squeeze.

“Yes.¬† I thought of you all night.¬† But that’s okay.¬† I can still hold you, and get wrapped up with you, and you know I like any excuse to hold you.”¬† Snuggles in.

Contented petting and happy sighs for a while.¬† Settling in and just loving it.¬† Light conversation and then…

“Hey.¬† This isn’t a ploy to get you to fuck me.¬† I swear.¬† But do you think it’d be okay if I sucked¬† your cock?¬† No sex.¬† I just.. I like to suck your cock and I usually try to make you not come so I can fuck you, and then I don’t get to like.. do all the stuff I want to do to you, and well.. we’re not fucking and I’m totally happy with that, and the thought crossed my mind it’s kinda a golden opportunity, you know?¬† I could just enjoy sucking your cock.¬† And that made me just really want to.¬† I.. I just.. I would really like it.¬† Do you think it’d be okay if I just sucked your cock and that’s it?”

“Um.¬† Well.¬† I wouldn’t mind that for sure.¬† But what if it made me really want to fuck you?”

Laughs.¬† “Well, I would not say ‘no’.¬† But honestly… It would really make me happy to taste you right now.¬† I think it’d be hot to taste you and to make you come.”


“Okay.¬† I think you should fuck me.¬† Now. I need to fuck you right now.”Image

Oh how I love a good idea.¬† ūüôā


I'm so excited!!!!!!

ImageI want to gush. ¬†I am so excited. ¬†I’m so excited. ¬†Traveler and I just booked our trip’s lodgings and it’s a go. ¬†I’m dancing with joy. ¬†We are staying in a realllllllly cool carriage house in Canada’s wine country in the Thompson Okanagan Valley, British Columbia. ¬†It is right by a bunch of wineries in walking distance and it has a nice kitchen and a big private deck and a grill overlooking the water of a beautiful lake. ¬†Traveler and I can tour the beautiful area.. hitting wineries and maybe even a hot spring and then come back to our cute little carriage house to grill a yummy dinner and share some of the wine from our spoils. ¬†I’m picturing a sky full of stars and all of our yummy grilled goodness. ¬†We’re hoping for some quiet nights to play games and relax and pet and just chill and days to leisurely explore.

ImageThen, we’re stopping in Vancouver on our way back and staying at this totally wonderful hotel. ¬†It’s all new and fancy and has all these cool features like chocolate on your bed turn downs and bathrobes and slippers and bicycles and umbrellas and electronic tablets you can use for free. ¬†There’s a rain shower and the place has no bottles so they give you these glass things to use that you can fill with filtered water. ¬†Fancy, no? ¬†It’s not that expensive too.. any of it. ¬†It’s pretty fairly priced I think.

But with all that amazing amazing exciting-ness… the part I am super jazzed about and over the moon about is time.. glorious precious amazing wonderful real time with Traveler. ¬†Can you imagine?!?!? ¬†4 nights and 5 days. ¬†A road trip. ¬†Adventures. ¬†Meals. ¬†Snuggles. ¬†Sleeps. ¬†Kisses. ¬†Time. ¬†Time for games and lusty experiments and just.. TIME!!! ¬†I’m so excited. ¬†Thanks for letting me gush a little. ¬†I’m just so excited. ¬†ūüėÄ


Cat hoping on his back legs with his hands clasped found at:

Cat hoping on his back legs with his hands clasped found at:

I said something tonight at trivia that got me thinking a little. ¬†I said I didn’t want to hope too much when it looked like we won or it wouldn’t happen. ¬†My friend asked if I really believed my thought could change the outcome and I said I didn’t.. not really. ¬†See, intellectually I don’t believe my mind can control things. ¬†But it is an old old habit. ¬†I catch myself wanting something, excited and I try not to want it too much. ¬†I shut it down. ¬†I have this old tape that says if you really want it it won’t happen. ¬†And I realized I do this all the time. ¬†I actually tell myself “don’t get too excited or you’ll mess it up”. ¬†It’s so funny the things we tell ourselves, isn’t it?

Having said all that, I’m really getting excited for my trip with Traveler. ¬†I can’t fucking believe it. ¬†We’re planning a big road trip to British Columbia for.. get this.. 4 nights and 5 days. ¬†It’s like a real vacation! ¬†It is a real vacation! ¬†I need to kill leave and I think he does too and what a great way to do so. ¬†I spent a while before my date with Cleveland tonight and after looking at lodging and getting stoked at the idea of grilling with Traveler, and getting to drive with him a good long while, and going to wineries, and maybe hitting a hot spring.. and just.. whatever. ¬†We could play axis and allies or stay in bed until 1. ¬†We could do anything. ¬†I’m almost giddy. ¬†He seemed excited too, planning it with me last night. ¬†(Don’t want it too much). ¬†ūüôā

It felt like a while since I’d seen him and I guess it was a while since we’d had much time. ¬†My last date with him was a week before and we’d met right before our weekends away for¬†a quick bite. ¬†It was a precious few hours after work and before we fell asleep, but it felt like a lot to reconnect and have fun planning our vacation. ¬†We were both yawning a lot with our bellies full of tuna pasta and we blissed out on touch. ¬†It was so nice to reconnect in all our little ways and to fall asleep sated and warm and happy. ¬†I love our little mundane weeknights too. ¬†It’s funny how long it feels now when I don’t see¬†him for a week. ¬†Time with my beautiful men has me spinning like the hills are alive with the sound of music.