Finding someone who is as careful and responsible as yourself is an amazing thing. In the time that Mr. D and I have been together I have found a new level of freedom in my actions and my passion. He brings out a deep level of need and eroticism in me. Above that, though, I have found that the way our personalities are made up allows me to let go more than I ever have.
One day we were at my home. He was over to get to know my child, play some games and do a couple things around the house. We had precious little time together that month and this was one of those rare times that we had seen each other but not to be alone together. Prior to arriving, Mr. D texted a command. He said that he wanted me in a dress so that he might steal an opportunity to feel me and make his dominance known. Dressing that morning had me hot and flustered.
The afternoon went very well. Things were accomplished, we had fun and it was a very family-oriented day. In short, I was driven absolutely crazy having Mr. D in reach with no opportunity to touch him intimately or have him touch me under my command-worn dress. When my child was distracted later in the day, I made an excuse to get Mr. D alone in the bedroom.
I had no thought right then for carefulness. I wanted him and badly. I closed the bedroom door and pressed myself to him greedily. He pushed up my dress and put his fingers inside my wet pussy. Damn, I wanted him. He pushed me back on the bed and raised my knees to my chest so he could taste me. I was wild for him. I ached for him to be inside me and told him so. After a couple minutes of licking me and pushing his fingers inside me, he took my hand and lifted me to my feet. He carefully returned my dress to it’s place and held my face close to his. He whispered to me that he wanted me just as much if not more but he would not do anything to create a problem for me.
As torn as I was, I felt a swelling of love in this blanket of safety. He chose to protect me rather than sate his need. That was an amazing choice and an action altogether new to me. Since then, I have felt new sensations and a blossoming of a submerged side of my own personality. In essence, I feel more free to be the wilder side of myself.
Mr. D and I are both the oldest in our families. This tends to make us very responsible people. We both like to take care of others and take care of details. It is different for me to be with someone similar in this respect. I took care of everyone but I also was always the one to put the brakes on risky action. My ex-husband would always push the boundaries of respectability so far that I felt required to reign things back. It put me on edge and more reserved than I wanted to be.
To now have a partner that watches my back is incredible. I feel more free to be wild than I ever have. Mr. D and I took a rare lunch in the park the other day. We had limited time from work and decided to take a snuggle in the park instead of food in a crowded restaurant. We found a secluded spot and before I knew it we were in a hot embrace. I needed him and I could see that he needed me too. He helped me onto a picnic table and pushed my dress up to taste me once again. Not to be denied this time, he asked me if I was okay with this and I nodded yes. He kept his eyes on the pathways around us while unzipping his pants and positioning me on the table’s bench. He was inside immediately. It was wild, swift, intense fucking. Life with Mr. D is most definitely broadening my sense of freedom.
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