Pinning Mr X down for a weekend is difficult in fact, I think this is the second weekend sleepover we’ve had since we’ve known each other (18 months). I had plans to finally use some of my purchases from my go-to sex shop 😏
I’ve always wanted to do the whole bondage thing- I tie him up, he ties me up, giving and ceasing all control. I’ve just never been comfortable enough with anyone to suggest it let alone try it. I asked Mr X if he’s ever done anything like that and he said he hadn’t, but he’d let me do it as long as I didn’t make him act out a role 😂 He already knew where I was going with the convo. He knows I’m a little kinky and I think he enjoys it even though it doesn’t really seem to be his thing.
So I bought the bed restraints and packed them into my overnight bag, along with lube, alcohol and the chocolate cupcakes I made for dessert. Mr X had done his usual and asked me what I wanted for dinner days before I was coming to his.
I had a full body wax appointment booked on Saturday morning and therefore doubted that I’d be able to arrive on time at 1:30pm. I’m going to Spain with my sister in a few days and cousins Sunset and Summer so there was no way I was going to miss the appointment. I offerred to get a cab to his from the station as it would save him having to drive home after work then back to pick me and he offerred to pay for it being the gent that he is.
The driver took me to the wrong place 😑 then accused me of giving him the wrong street name. So say I told him 16 Dermot Lane, he took me to Garrison Grove! They don’t even sound alike. I told him I’m not from the area and therefore how could I have given him the name of a street I didn’t even know existed 😑😑 He was beginning to irritate me as many cab drivers do when they get lost despite having a sat nav which is telling them which way to go. Follow the damn directions or turn it off!
Got to Mr X’s house and he came to the door shirtless… Mmm yes please 😍 He gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek and I put my bag down and followed him into the living room. I was an episode behind on Love Island and told him I had a great show for him to watch and he rolled his eyes when I put it on. He began talking about how vain the people in the house are. Shut up! Then he tried to annoy me by saying he’s surprised that an intelligent person like me would watch this. I could see him smiling out of the corner of my eye waiting for me to react, but I didn’t give him the satisfaction lol
After Love Island, he said he was hungry then went to start dinner, it was pretty early still maybe 4:30/5pm. I hadn’t actually eaten yet so I didn’t mind eating early. He shook his head and told me I don’t seem to eat unless I’m at his place 😅 which is so not true.
Can you imagine if it was? I’d be dead as I go to his house maybe once a month.
While he was cooking I helped by cutting some lettuce and watching him. When he put the corn on the cob in the microwave, I stopped him and asked what the hell he was doing lol I’d never seen anyone cook it in that way before. He said his sister made it like this and it came out nice. Then he said he’s never really made it before and told his mum that I wanted it and he was making it for me and asked how to cook it and she agreed and said doing it in the microwave was fine.
Sometimes I wonder what his parents think of what we’re doing. He seems to bring me up to them so naturally in conversation, it’s like when his dad calls and I hear him casually say yeah I’m here with Autumn, like he’s mentioned me enough to just drop my name. Keep talking about me boo, you know I like the attention 😂
Mr X asked if I wanted to sit at the table or eat on trays in front of the telly, I said I didn’t mind and he opted for the table. The food was great, it always is. We talked about random shit while eating. When I sit down at the table across from him, with food in front of me I feel a little awkward and start thinking about the balance of conversing and eating. It’s the only time I feel even the slightest bit of awkwardness with him. I think it’s the whole idea of eating dinner sitting across from one person that I find awkward, not specifically eating with him.
We were eating the kind of food I think the average person would avoid eating on a date- ribs and corn are so messy! Corn always squirts everywhere and ribs well… I was using my hands to eat them. Isn’t that the normal way? You take a rib on your hands and bite off the meat. As I’m eating I look over and Mr X who is skillfully taking the meat off the ribs with his knife and fork 😂
First of all… Show off! I stand by what I said about how using your hands is the normal way to eat them cos I know if I wasn’t there he’d be nyamming them down using his hands! Secondly- I could’ve easily followed suit and started eating like him but I felt like I had already started and also I didn’t give a fuck 😂 At one point he looked over at me and asked if I wanted a tissue. I said yes please and continued tucking in. Not too soon after sitting down, he asked if I wanted a drink then got up and got me one. He’s so attentive!
Whoever ends up with him is going to be one lucky bitch! P.S. I hate you whoever you are 😇
We had sex that started on the couch and ended up in his bed. It was nice, familiar, easy, desperate and passionate. After we finished we headed back downstairs and we scrolled through Netflix comparing what each of us had watched. My account is logged into on his Xbox and TV so he uses it from time to time. I don’t mind, I actually told him he could, 3 of my 4 siblings are too lol.
After that he convinced me to watch old movie ‘Blade.’ A few minutes in, he said he was hungry and went to get some of the cupcakes I made. He came back in the room with two small plates, one cupcake on each. They tasted really good and I was impressed as it was the first time using that particular recipe. He really enjoyed it and kept commenting on how good it tasted, he then went for another, offerred me one, but one was enough for me.
We didn’t make it through the movie, for some reason we were both really exhausted. I had planned to take a bath before bed, one which I know he would’ve joined me in, but I was too tired. I had set up the bed restraints but all I wanted to do was sleep. We got into bed together and cuddling led to a spark of energy which led to some more sex, then shortly after we both passed out. Me with his arms wrapped around me.
In the morning we watched breakfast TV and talked for a while. He asked me if I wanted to take a shower and turned it on for me. I got in and shortly after he returned got naked and joined me, but simply sat in the tub watching me. I was using one of those mesh shower poufs and and my nipple ring got caught in it, which hurt badly. We both tried to unraveling it to no avail and then he got some nail clippers and cut it freeing me.
He kissed me and I could see where it was heading- shower sex!! 🙌🏾 Sigh I would love to say it was was steamy as the scenes in a movie, but it was not. We looked a mess, trying to figure out how to position ourselves so we could actually complete the deed. Lol it was a disaster! He bent me over and got my hair wet!!! Now you might be thinking- so what? You can just dry it. I’m black and I had just achieved the greatest braid out I have ever done it my life and in a matter of seconds it was ruined. He stepped back, his face apologetic as droplets of green dye hit the tub but I quickly shook it off and kissed him again. He commented on the dye wanted to know why it was coming out so I briefly explained semi-permenant dye to him.
In the end we gave up and did other things instead. Other naughty, sexually gratifying things. I got mineeee 😏 I stepped out of the shower and told him I needed something to dry my hair with and stained up his towel. There was a kind of justice to it. When I handed him the towel covered in green dye he didn’t batter an eyelid, just said he’ll put it in the wash and hopefully at least some would come out.
While he was tending to the washing, I dried off, put my bra back on and lay down on his bed watching TV. He came back and gave me a time check- letting me know I had about an hour left at his. He was doing it to try to annoy me but I didn’t take the bait. He joined me in bed and we cuddled a little. I tried to kiss him but he kept kissing me on the cheek, forehead or giving me pecks on the lips. I moaned playfully and kept saying “kiss meeee,” and he would say “I just did!” To which I’d say in the most whiney voice “nooooo properly!!!”
This carried on for a while until I bit him! And not in a playful cute little way, in a I’m going to hurt to until I get what I want. He laughed and bit my finger in response, until I let go. Then I bit him even harder leaving a huge red mark. This led to someplay fighting which ended up with me on my back with my hands pinned. When he let go he laughed and said I have a hidden vicious side to me. All I was thinking is- I’m glad you know!
After complaining about his half dead kisses some more he finally kissed me properly, which led to sex, which we both knew was my original aim. Mr X was merely playing hard to get. After sex we both got dressed and ready to leave. I realised I didn’t have any socks and he told me to take a pair from his drawer then laughed and said it was so typical that I had taken one of the expensive ones. I had no idea, socks are socks to me.
We chatted on the way to the station. He teased me by pointing out the beer garden he knew I wanted to go to. He thinks he’s funny but watch this space, we will be going to that beer garden 😌
-Love, Autumn x