4 hours…

Our first phone call tasted like intimacy.

He was a little freaked out beforehand, worried about awkward silences.

Instead, it flowed easily, warm and affectionate.

He joked that I would blog about his ‘girlish voice’ after I mused that his voice was not quite how I expected it to be (see how this works, e? You joke about it, and I am almost certain to mention it… and yes, I shall expect jokes about your stunning intellect and huge cock next time). His voice, by the way, is not in the least bit girlish.

He talked to me from a position on the floor, a gesture. “Because it felt right,” he said. I love that he did that, a tangible sweetness. Topics ranged from religion to pets to ex-partners to gardening. We talked, teased, joked a lot, laughed often and with pleasure.

Discussing D/s expectations and potential turned us both on, and I love that he said so, that I could hear his breathing change in response to it.

“That’s so hot,” he said, quietly.

*Fucking* hot,” I replied.

A brief silence after that. It was long enough for me to run through an entire blindingly scorching scenario through my mind, strobe-light glimpses of possibility.

We were ridiculous and sweet. He was irresistibly appealing, slipping in some ‘Yes Ma’ams’ quietly and without fanfare. I do love that so.

I interrupted him in the middle of enthusiastically telling a story to say, “You are so kissable…”

He paused with the shock of it, and countered softly with, “So are you, sweetie…” The endearment tripping off his tongue without thought.

And then we talked some more.

Four hours later, I told him to say “Goodnight, Ma’am” and hang up.

And he did.

Holy fuck, I thought, I’m in trouble.

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    1. Me too… awkward silences and groping around for things to talk about are never a good sign…

      (I made myself laugh with the phrase ‘groping around’ in a Benny Hill, nudge nudge wink wink kind of way…)

      Ferns

  1. He talked to me from a position on the floor, a gesture. “Because it felt right,” he said.

    I’d never had thought to do this, but it does “feel so right”. I love the chivalry men can express with their submissiveness sometimes. I hope it came so naturally for me too.

    1. “I’d never had thought to do this, but it does “feel so right”.”

      For me, things that ‘feel right’ are the foundation (vs ‘things that I make him do’). I like to see how things develop, slowly and naturally and without rules. That’s the stuff that will be the bedrock.

      “I hope it came so naturally for me too.”

      *smile* I hope so too.

      Ferns

    1. “New prospects always brighten my mood”

      *laugh* Lovely! I wish I had enough of them to make a statement about how they ‘always’ make me feel.

      More truthful to say that when I find one, I am so shocked and disorientated that I pretty much bang into walls and forget my own name.

      Ferns

    1. Coug: “So tell tell is it is it??”

      If I imagine that you are asking what I think you are asking instead of asking some other thing that you might be asking without me realising that you are asking it, then ‘No’.

      Ferns

  2. Welp, there goes my fevered daydreams of selling my kidneys to pay for airfare…

    Seriously, it sounds like things are going swimmingly. I’m happy for the two of you, and excited for the posts that will follow actual facetime.

    1. “Welp, there goes my fevered daydreams of selling my kidneys to pay for airfare…”

      We need to talk some, Peroxide. Only *one* kidney… also fingers are fair game… (not so sure about the market for those, though…).

      “I’m happy for the two of you, and excited for the posts that will follow actual facetime.”

      I’m excited for the actual facetime (you mean time I spend *on* his face, right? Yeah, thought so)…

      Ferns

      1. We need to talk some, Peroxide. Only *one* kidney
        I knew that… What? I totally knew that!

        I’m excited for the actual facetime (you mean time I spend *on* his face, right? Yeah, thought so)…

        Now here I am just enjoying some vicarious romance, and then you go and make it all dirty.
        Good Job!

    1. *laugh* Well, if you are going to squeal, that’s completely acceptable. I mean, how can squealing EVER not be okay?

      Quietly excited works for me. If it all falls in a big heap tomorrow, I like to know that I won’t be the only one who is completely bummed about it.

      Ferns

  3. Okay, I’ve lost your Comment feed. That is, I haven’t had any comment updates since you switched over, so I’ve been missing the conversations.

    Do you happen to know the new comment feed link? Or does one of your tech savvy readers happen to have it?

    1. Ugh… annoying. I have managed to lose nearly 500 feed subscribers in the move *even though the domain and feed link is the same*! I don’t get it.

      As for the comments feed, it is currently redirecting through feedburner and not working: I think I have turned that off now to see if I can figure it out.

      Thanks for asking the question. And yes, tech savvy readers welcome to pipe up!

      Ferns

      1. Ferns, I can see nothing wrong with your new change to your blog. I get an e-mail when someone comments. It all works fine here.

        Satan

        1. I don’t want to get an email. I want to see the flow of comments in my RSS reader.

          The post feeds work fine. If she’s still using Feedburner, then I don’t understand why it’s not happening – unless she accidentally turned that feature off.

        2. I deleted the feed, wiped the cache, then re-subscribed. Seems to work again.

          The lesson here is that turning things on then off then on again often works. Even with computers.

    1. Rachel: “Hope. It always makes me smile, and rediscover my own.”

      *smile* That is such a lovely sentiment and I totally agree.

      “Good luck.”

      Thank you!

      Ferns

  4. ohhh!! You are definitely in trouble!…but such sweet and irresistible trouble it is! I know the feel of that particular glow. :)

    Very happy for both of you!

    M. FV

  5. This is like sitting in the garden and watching Spring happen.

    Thank you for sharing. It reminds me of those emotions that don’t fade with time, but get buried by life. So it’s inspiration to dig back in!

    /cheers quietly

    1. “This is like sitting in the garden and watching Spring happen.”

      *smile* What a lovely turn of phrase! Thank you for it.

      “…it’s inspiration to dig back in!”

      I hope your digging back in unearths those goodies again.

      Ferns

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