Nothing to report, peeps. Just work and swimming today. Roll on the weekend. Thank Crunchie it's Friday tomorrow!
Oh, one good thing: I was told today that my copywriting was was good (by my boss)! Woohoooo!
Promise the weekend will be more interesting.
I had an exhausting day and was very tired and grumpy by the time I got home. Definitely not a recipe for a hot steamy session.
Jason got home about 8pm and we decided to go to bed…. to play a game on the laptop. We need to have an early night anyway - we have a lot of socialising to do this weekend - a leaving 'do', 2 birthdays and a club to go to, so when I get up tomorrow morning I will be awake till Saturday afternoon.
Hi there people. Sorry to be really boring as we don't seem to get up to much during the week. It's always a mad rush to get home from work, eat and just do all the various things we have to do. I'm holding a 'How many coffee beans in the jar?' competition to raise money for Macmillan Cancer when their mobile centre comes to our workplace next week. So… I was counting the beans tonight. Once… twice… three times… I am so crap at these things!
I'm ashamed to say that I'm sitting here partially dressed, typing on my laptop and Shane is twiddling some knobs. On the stereo. And OK… yes, I love looking at him, but I'm too tired to entertain more energetic thoughts I am afraid to say. Shame on me. ;-) Well the weekends make up for it. ;-)
Promise will taste soon. M.
I managed to sneak a pair of my knickers into Jason's work bag today, so he would find them at work….
So, on to the evening's events. Jason was doing the dishes, naked except for his Marigold's. He turned round to speak to me - I was sitting down - so his Salty Sailor was just at head height. I started to kiss it and Jason suggested we go through to the bedroom. We tried out the vibrating cock ring we were given at the start of this experiment. Some buzzing, a bit of squelching, followed by 2 happy faces, but no tasting. I tried to retrieve some from my sticky insides but to no avail.
Where the latest tasting took place. Minus balloons, of course.
I'm sitting drinking coffee out of a mug with a picture of my naked torso on it. The photo was taken by Jason on our first date, so we can all work out that it went well. I got him the mug as a present. We also had stickers made of the photo, so a lot of people have seen my breasts one way or another. Well I've got to make the most of them while they're still above my waist. Anyway, on to the day's events…
Early in the morning, Jason and I got a bit frisky, one thing led to another and hey presto we had another tasting! I'm not sure if it's the pills making a difference, but I reckon the taste was different. Not yet apple-flavoured but not as strong as usual - it didn't really taste of very much. (He hadn't had anything strong flavoured to eat either - baked potato, rice, sweetcorn, yoghurt.) Maybe I just sucked all the flavour out of him last time. Our friends seem very interested in whether Jason is going to taste his man-goo when it gets appley. I wonder how many guys would taste their own apple sauce…
Anyway that was the highlight of the day, we were both very tired in the evening, so off to bed for some…. sleeeeep.
Day: Tuesday 19/9/06
Location: In bed
Circumstances: Slow tease before going to sleep
How did he taste? Neutral
Sperm Test Rating: 5 (1=normal, 100=Golden Delicious Apple)
No tasting today peeps. Work then gym then dinner and then… Blog! I need more hours in the day…
Oh yeah, and Monday's are never good for me…. ;-)
Today we had something special planned and we have been very naughty. I sneaked into Jason's work,went into the women's toilets with him and unzipped the Salty Sailor. He was already standing to attention. It had to be a quickie under the circumstances, so no teasing - straight into my mouth.
Unfortunately I didn't get much of a chance to taste it because most of it bypassed my tastebuds completely and was down my throat before I knew it. A couple of drops fell onto my trousers - I kept thinking everyone would see it on my way home and know what a hussy I'd been.