Time Flies

Captain's Log, Stardate 201101.29

In about 8 hours, I'll board my flight home. I have two weeks to use as I see fit before I return for the final of my three work trips this winter. Incidentally, two weeks is the length of time that my co-author/partner in crime/lovely submissive/depraved slut have spent in each other's presence since meeting. Although that period of time passed quickly, in some respects it seemed much longer than two weeks due to the advances that took place in our relationship. The four weeks since have more or less blown by as they mostly consisted of routine days of fairly repetitive work.


I have had ample time, however, to consider the nature of this relationship, to reflect, educate myself and construct a mental framework for the events that will follow. Needless to say, my creative urges are more than ready to be expressed (onto her).

BDSM players point out the need to contact a partner soon after a session to discuss what worked, what didn't or what should take place next time. This two weeks on, four weeks off arrangement has worked in a similar way, but on a grander scale, whereby we've been able to analyze everything we enjoyed in our time together and plan ways to broaden the horizons of our activity soon.

Although the time apart has its challenges, especially in a very new relationship, one's appreciation of everything subtle about a partner's presence is greatly enhanced. This will be clear to both of us tomorrow during a rather passionate reunion. I have a few tricks up my sleeve, not to be revealed all at once, but when the time is right. I've invested considerable time cooking up ideas, reading and discussing with the one on the receiving end. The payoff will be beyond worth it - a warm greeting in the terminal, an embrace, a whimper, a yelp, that look in her eye, all manners of involuntary physical response, a cry out, an implicit trust, a little spoon, that smile she falls asleep and wakes up with.


Kindest regards,
J