In the land of Ever After, there are many little chapters in Ella's Book of Life and Love. Some are funny, some are friendly, and some do sting quite a bit. Some are happy, sad, or pissed off. Lots of chapters include a spanking, and that is usually a good thing even if it does not seem that way at the time. Today's little story has all the ingredients for a delicious post.
And I could not help but notice the alliteration!
When Sam does something special for me, I think it is usually in the creative implement department. Digging to the back of the "toy box" (really his old sweater drawer) for something that makes my eyes light up and also suddenly makes me feel a little hesitant, too. You know the feeling - the good "butterflies in your stomach" feeling. So I was not at all prepared for his surprise last Sunday. As I rounded the corner wearing a very pretty little black floaty chemise, I stopped dead in my tracks for Sam was just sitting there in a dress shirt and suit pants and (wait for it) SUSPENDERS. And he was smiling because he knew what that does to me.
"Oh, be still my beating heart."
Somewhere in a past post, I am sure I have at least mentioned that I have a "thing" for men in suspenders. Don't know why, but I just think they are as sexy as hell. Of course, my favorite guy in suspenders would be Sam, but nothing can make me check out another man as quickly as seeing just a glimpse of suspenders under a man's suit coat. And heaven help me if he takes off his jacket!
On several trips to London, Sam was working in the financial district or "The City," as it is referred to. Every time he dressed for business and wore "braces" (as they are called by the Brits), I simply wanted to jump his bones. If we were running late, Sam would just laugh at me. Well, there are hundreds and hundreds of businessmen in the City who wear braces. I was in a constant state of heat. Sam would raise his eyebrows and subtly nod at some man passing us and then just laugh his ass off at my reaction.
I'm not choosy either. Sure, it is nice if the man in suspenders is good-looking, too, but I have no shame with this particular fetish. Can easily stand behind some unassuming plumber in the check out line at the grocery store, and suspenders will have the same effect on me.
Heavy-set farmer-type guys
loading pick-up trucks with sacks of feed.
The entire male wedding party at a church.
Yep, Yep, and Yep.
So Sam is sitting there looking mighty pretty, and I am grinning from ear to ear. And this is shaping up to be a might lovely Sunday. Let's see, so far we have Sunday, Sam, and Suspenders. I think I know what comes next. As he led me into the bedroom, I snapped the back of his braces and giggled. He didn't and sat me down on the edge of the bed. I expected him to rummage around in the toy box, but this was to be "au naturel." In a hot minute I was over the bed, my lingerie was flipped up, and there was a meeting of the hand to bottom. He didn't say much; he didn't need to. His hand was doing the talking and some exploring, too. I thought I wanted this to go on forever, but I was soon begging for the last "S" word in this alliteration.
Sam made me wait a bit, just because he could, but as soon as I was permitted up, I was on him like flies on honey. Those suspenders went down, along with anything else in my way. "Oh, my stars!" is all I can tell you , Ladies. That was one hell of an alliteration.
S.s.s.s.s.....superb and fan-fucking-tastic.
Not to be outdone, I made damn sure Sam had an exceptional alliteration, too. We lay there a bit, exhausted I think. I love to lay in the crook of his arm with my head tucked up under his chin. I love his smell and the roughness of his beard. I love his weight on me and the muscles in his arms. I love his hands stroking my hair. I even love when he says it's time to get up and pats my ass. I love to make him happy.
So that was my Sunday. We covered all those "S" words, I think.
I would like to add just a few more.
And perhaps a platitude................
Good things cum to he who wears suspenders.
At least at Sam and Ella's house.