What a weekend – as a now fully-paid-up (figurative) member of the Ethical Slut Movement, I am – for the first time – open to the idea of a threesome. I just didn’t expect it to be with my sister’s dog!
Don’t panic – consent was not an issue as Billy the dog was on top of the bed and we were under the quilt, so no debauchery took place. The fact that said dog managed to worm his way up the middle, ensured a night of decorum. I believe there was an old Welsh custom called ‘bundling’ where courting couples went to bed together but with a divider/bundling board for prevention of actual sex. Billy makes a great bundling board and hogs the quilt! An unusual night for my lover and me…
So – this weekend was one of dog-sitting for me and a beer festival for him, but he was visiting Saturday through to Sunday afternoon.
Saturday was pretty chilled once he recovered from his journey of storm-induced diversions and travelled the back lanes of South Wales. We chilled, took Billy for a walk and watched a lot of ‘Lucifer’ on Netflix. We both like quirky stuff and I’d loved ‘Lucifer’ – and now he does, too!
We did manage a rather lovely discreet session Sunday morning ignored by a dozy Billy on the bedroom floor – I’d fed him before going back to bed for a cuddle. Billy was impervious to our kissing and teasing, my vibe and a rather lovely fuck but seemed a little disconcerted by the spontaneous slapping of my bottom by my playful lover. I don’t think he was traumatised, as he returned to his post-food coma…
So – there I was cooking Sunday dinner, when my lover could resist no longer and we ended up watching another episode of ‘Lucifer’. And I jokingly accused him of only being with me for my Netflix when he quickly added my cooking and I realised no mention of sex! So I quickly added it in mock offence. We both decided the sex was excellent and I was reminded with some amusement of my initial anxieties about a sub man’s possible interest in sex…
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