Bad mouse

After yesterdays posting flurry, O said I still owe one for day (really for today, I tried changing the date on the last one but he kinda caught on to that really fast and accused me of cheating).  


I got nuttin.  Seriously nutting to talk about.  Last night we discussed the last two blog posts.  O again told me he was proud of me.  That made me happy because I feel so much better.  We've had no distractions, except for the usual work, family and stuff like that.  


We spent the evening in bed together, with me watching South Park and O reading stuff for work.  I was bored needless to say....mostly because they showed me episodes I'd already seen.


I dropped the remote on the floor, and somehow it bounced kinda under the bed.  So I got out to look for it.  There it was just beyond the fallen remote...my hitachi magic wand!  


Oooh noooooose.  


I took it and switched it on....it made noise...OMG it was plugged in...ooooops.  I placed it beside the bed and left it there.  The dog barked.  I grabbed the remote and hopped back into bed.  


Now I gotta say when O is busy reading or immersed in work, he doesn't notice much.  Either he didn't hear it or did a very good job of ignoring the thing and me.  Despite all restless bouncing in bed, and being told three times to be still,  eventually I turned over and fell asleep.  Don't know how many minutes or even hours passed when I felt O snuggling against me.  I heard the wand get turned on....and the next moment I was writhing and moaning just on the verge of total ecstasy.  


Just like that he withdrew it, shut it off and tossed it on the floor.  He murmured now that I could orgasm it was time I learned about withholding it.  There was also something about trying to distract him while he worked.  Oopsie.  Won't be making that mistake again.