Santa has been naughty and Mrs. Claus NAILED him!

You know how it is.  Husbands overworking or straying from their responsibilities at home.  Mrs. Claus has the same problem and finally determined to put a stop to it.

Seriously, does she have to put up all the decorations and deck the tree alone.  Not this year!

How perfect for the Claus family Christmas letter!

Does she have to bake all the cookies and direct the elves to iron the napkins all alone? 
Not this year!

And how YUMMY his cookies were!  But the picture of Santa ironing was too pouty to share.  

Bad boy!

Does she HAVE to wait til December 26th to get any good luvin' from her honey?  Not this year!

Especially if she nails him down and has her way with him.  After all Santa's workshop is full of all the right materials for making exactly that happen.

This reminded Mrs. Claus of their younger years, when Santa Claus looked handsome as a lumberjack dressed in his flannel PJs and his wood was always ready for attention!

Thank goodness Mrs. Claus has some carpentry skills.

This has been the best Christmas season for Mrs. Claus YET!

Morning Bliss with Joy

I work graveyard, so it is hard to find someone who will accommodate my schedule, but Joy was more than willing and was happy to have breakfast with me in the early morning. She greeted me like an angel in a white sheer negligee with a hug and a light kiss, then she led me around the kitchen to pick up our mimosas with fresh squeezed orange juice.  We went to her little alcove to talk a bit and then she started removing my shoes in order to bath my feet, a first for me.  

 

Then we moved upstairs to her lovely lair, and I took a shower after she had undressed me slowly and sensuously as the sun rose and shone through her boudoir window.  She kissed me like a long lost lover and I believe that she must do yoga on a daily basis, for she is quite flexible.  Time seemed to fly by, but all good things must come to an end, so we kissed and said our alohas.  

It was a delight to meet Joy, more delightful than I can adequately express thru words only, (I will have to use other body parts next time.)  In fact, I'm thinking about seeing her again soon just to make sure the first encounter was the pleasant blur I remember.  She is a lovely lady who makes your pleasure her focus.

Wine, Women, and Song

I am not a wine snob, for I find beautiful, artsy labels and poetic verse draw me more than my connoisseur French lover fully appreciates.  Nevertheless, he is patient and offers me learning opportunities to hone my skills and taste fine wine....along with fine French cuisine on a fairly regular basis. 

My most recent discovery is a Pinot Noir that had the most enchanting visual of a Goddess of the Earth admiring a bouquet of flowers.  Even more beguiling to me is the verse:

She dwelled on the beauty of life.

Watching the stars, she saw herself running with them.

 

He is most likely rolling his eyes with a big grin on his face, and muttering "no, No, noo", as only Frenchmen can do.  But he adores me and finds me charming for my girlish ways and tender heart.  And he knows I'll put on that impossibly low-cut cocktail dress and the silk stockings with the seam up the back.  And he'll remember the last time we danced together.  And the last time we kissed deeply.

  He knows I dwell on the beauty of life.

S L O W D O W N !

Fact:  I am hugely multi-orgasmic.  Ridiculously so.  I won't give away all my secrets, just trust me when I say this!

BUT

....only when I am with a partner who is willing to  G o   S  l  o  w  !

My experience:  younger fellows want to 'go fast', older fellows think it should be like what they see on internet porn - 'flick flick flick'

SIGH

May I say "No No noooo"?

There is a wonderful gentleman who met me within the past year through Domina Victoria Rage, who says -  
Joy is a wonderful lady who is one of the most sexually sensitive and demanding people I have had the privilege to meet, and who is also a great student (and self-aware teacher) of the orgasm process.   The two of us now enjoy playing together, well, endlessly, and I've thanked Ms. Rage dozens of times for forcing us into the same room one fine day so long ago :-)   It is tremendously educational, and improves my own understanding and ability, in addition to being good clean fun for the both of us.  You need top-notch training partners to advance your own level of skill.

And in order for us to relax and experience fully, this song comes to mind!

Julie London has quite the seductive way. 

And when you are slow and still...

I explode!

These COLD December Mornings...

With such dark early mornings and the bitter cold I've gotten into a particular habit of snuggling up in my cozy, warm bed for an hour (or sometimes longer!) of self-pleasuring. With my eyes closed, fingers wandering, and snippets of heated memories with my admirers or imagining lusty fantasies yet to be realized, the time disappears!
Yet a list of activities and commitments, not to mention holiday cheer to share, are clamoring for my attention, my mind insists.

 "One more minute!" my greedy body exclaims. 

After that point every cell in my body is vibrating and eager to greet the day,

especially with the sunrise kissing my heated body.

                                              Overly self-indulgent?  You tell me!  

Or maybe you should join me so that I share with you and not feel so guilty? 

(I wonder if my barista knows why I have that flushed look and secret smile this morning)

I want to be Seduced!

A hot, hunk of a fellow just introduced me to this song "Seduced" with Leon Redbone singing.  I've only known Leon's duet with Zooey Deschanel of "Baby, It's Cold Outside."  So, I was thrilled to hear another song with his unique, deep voice.  I LOVE this!

Here are the lyrics:

I wanna be seduced,
Let a woman talk to me suggestively;
Wanna know that she'd like me to be with her tomorrow morning
Drinkin' hot jasmine tea.
I want her to make me laugh (ha ha ha),
Make a point about touching me when she talks (uhhmm ho ho hmm),
Leaving all the jealous guys in the place to
mumble in their wine and gawk.
I know it only happens when I'm napping,
Nodding in a reverie,
That I find myself a woman that understands about seducing me.

I know it only happens when I'm napping,
Nodding in a reverie,
That I find myself a woman who understands about seducing,
I'll dream about the moon until she'll introduce herself,
I'm imagining a woman who understands seducing me.

I want to be seduced, I want a woman to take me out to dinner for two
I want to see her eyes gettin' moody,
Flirtin' with the thought of what flirtin' can lead to
I want to act real cool, have her think about gettin' little me in bed
Have a chat about Magna Charta, or Puerto Vallarta, or somethin' Gandhi said

I might demur politely, falter slightly, if she starts to fondle my knee,
But I'm relatively certain I'd compromise if I know me

I want to be seduced, I want a wom-an to talk to me suggestively
I want to hear her say she'll be with me tomorrow morning,
Drinking hot jasmine tea

I want her to make me laugh, make a point of touching me when she talks
Leaving all the jealous guys in the joint to mumble in their beer and gawk

I wanna be seduced,
I wanna a woman to take me out to dinner for two;
I'd like to see her eyes get moony
Flirting with the thought of what a little flirting outta to do.
I'd like to be real cool
Let her figure out what I really mean, instead
of havin' a chat about African genesis, psychokinesis
or something Stanislavsky said.

I might demure politely,
Or falter slightly
If she tries to fondle my knee,
But I'm relatively certain that I'd come across if I know me.

I know it only happens, when I'm napping, nodding in my reverie
That I ever find a woman who wouldn't mind seducing me
I know it only happens, when I'm napping, nodding in my reverie
That I ever find a woman who wouldn't mind seducing
Starting from the moment that we'd been introduced
That I ever find a woman who wouldn't mind seducing me.

*** 

Oh darling, you better wake up from your nap!  I've taken very good notes and have jasmine tea in the cupboard too ...

wink