Scintillectually Yours

My darling DPR was here for nine positively blissful days. Although we have seen each other on occasion and kept in touch somewhat over the years, we have both been dealing with more than our fair share of shit relationships. After our on and off again relationship (made difficult by my then boyfriend and her numerous girlfriends *ahem*) 26 years ago, I imagined that it would be slightly awkward to be rekindling a sexual connection in our mid-40s. I worried needlessly. From the moment we were finally alone together, it was as though we had never been apart. Perhaps the only thing that has changed about us (aside from my considerable weight gain) is that we are SO much better at this then we were in our early 20s and back then we were pretty fucking good!

What I have come to learn is that it is very difficult to maintain a sex blog when you are head over heels in love. And this is BIG LOVE. Up until now I have been able to write what I know. Much of my erotica, particularly my Wicked Wednesday posts, are based in fact. Some of them are practically transcripts of my sexual exploits. I spoke with DPR about how I can continue to write creative erotica without feeling as though I am betraying something so incredibly special. I can’t write about US. I can’t recount something that goes so far beyond the mechanics of sex and into the realm of something I have never experienced before.

She is exceedingly supportive of Scintillectually Yours. She understands my need for this community and that this type of writing is just another facet cut into the rock that is me. We discussed Wicked Wednesday and how to go about that and, in the end, we decided that she would give me assignments every Tuesday night. I find it challenging to be given a theme for MFM every week and have, for the most part, done well with it. This week, DPR gave me my first assignment, a rough outline, a miniature scenario to be fleshed out and laid bare. I found myself positively scintillated (if I may be so bold) and enjoyed every moment in the writing of it. The end product became something similar to what we are as a couple—hot, sexy, slightly edgy, really funny, full of attentiveness and passion and playfulness. This is what I have been missing all these years. Someone who makes me laugh, loud and long. The kind of laughter that causes you to snort and spit milk out of your nose. The kind of laughter that makes you pee your pants. At the same time, she makes me moan with wanting from across a crowded room. When I see her talking so animatedly to my friends as I’m cooking dinner, my heart just fills up and overflows. One whisper from her, one touch, one look and I am forever gone. I can’t imagine how we’ve lived our lives without each other and at the same time I can’t imagine how we would have lived them together without having experienced the pain and anguish we have both been through.

I realize this is a long and rather sappy (okay, really sappy) HNT post. I have come to a crossroads in my life where I am highly protective of that intimacy that DPR and I share and yet still wish to continue to explore the very erotic nature of my being and our being. With that in mind, I have included a series of shots taken on New Year’s Eve…a bare hour or so after she proposed to me and I accepted. With her blessing, I offer up a glimpse of us and the amazing future that awaits us even as we live it each day.

“All that is profane becomes sacred again.” ~ Rumi

And lest I forget, stop on by Osbasso’s site to get a liberal sprinkling of your regularly scheduled HNTs! Happiest of Thursdays to all!