How to Steal His Heart

I wanted to treat myself by getting out of the bedroom and show myself some self-love under the Christmas lights. It felt incredibly freeing to be in an open space and focus on me, but also freaking naughty.

Just a little witchy fun this afternoon.

Newly divorced and learning about my sexuality and my own self pleasure.

Isn't it wonderful when a simple lunch break becomes an impassioned moment filled with gentle kisses, mind-numbing orgasms, and shared laughter? As the peaceful interlude came to an end, Jack seemed to wander off, leaving me with a hint of concern over whether the steamy session had reached its conclusion. My Inner Goddess was far from sated! Thankfully, Jack knew better as he quickly retraced his steps. And just like that, my worries melted away, replaced by wave after climactic wave!

The function with friends was delightful, and we returned to the house at nearly midnight, filled with joy. I was still feeling frisky and flirtatious in my little white sundress. Not ready to sleep, I decided to surprise Jack with a bit of naughty fun before going to sleep. The thrill of anticipation for his reaction was so intense that I was rather impatient for him to finish his evening preparations, but it was so worth it!

My emails have been answered and projects are completed until the New Year. Now to lay back and enjoy myself without a single worry!

It's been a long week without any fun and I just can't stand the wait any longer. Time to take matters into my own hands with a favorite dildo.

It was one of those nights were all the stars were just aligned and our wild passion had us trying a new toy!

My first orgasm was achieved using a showerhead and I've never forgotten the power of that first orgasm as it coursed through my body. Feeling nostalgic, I slipped into my tub for some quality me-time.

One last time. We were both feeling a little sad as I packed my bags. Jack had been watching sedately from the couch as I sorted my belongings. A week was a long time to be apart. In this modern age, a week doesn't seem that long with the advancements we have in technology, but after spending two weeks cuddling every night, a week apart was going to seem like a month. The thought of leaving him on such a sad note, with my bags waiting by the door, was unbearable. But my love for Jack was so deep that I was determined to change his mood, to give him one last time, knowing the emotional impact of our separation.