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Today has been a really nice day.

Normally on a Sunday, Jack and Lucy take the dogs out and walk down to the shop to buy newspapers and I cook breakfast for us. Today, I went with them and we walked for miles before we had brunch.

We were then... intimate for the first time in a while. Like we've always been on a Sunday although more play than the standard punishments/rewards. We haven't been partaking in the BDSM side of our relationship - hell even the sex side - recently and honestly, it felt good. I know Jack and Lucy have been playing with each other, no need for either of them to be denied just because I've been going through things. I still don't have my whole sex drive back but it's starting to reawaken, and the depth of the groans Jack elicited when I spanked him definitely said it had been too long.

This afternoon, Lucy cooked us a melt-in-the-mouth roast lamb dinner and I baked Easter cupcakes - vanilla cupcakes with cream cheese frosting and mini eggs on top. I'm not one for taking photos of food (maybe I should if I'm going to talk about them) but Jack barely let them touch the counter before he pounced on them and the orgasmic noises he made, I think they went down well.

Baking is something else I haven't done much of recently. I missed it and it was nice to take the time to do something for me, for the sheer pleasure of doing it. And there was no lingering sense of guilt for enjoying myself.

I know 'mindfulness' and 'gratitude' are buzzwords right now but I'm realising there's a reason they're so popular - there's a lot too them I'm finding. They're hard work but like anything that's worth it, it's worth the work. I sound a little bit like a walking self-help book but trying to not express all the negativity is helping. Focusing on the positive, trying to spread kindness because you really do never know what other people are going through - and a kind word or a smile can make a real difference to someone else's day, or even their life.

A week without complaining
Day 1, take 4 - my mood has been better, and I have been better able to not whinge and complain. So, I've had a successful Day One... now onto Day Two!
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I had wonderful, erotic, dreams last night that involved Jason Momoa and a waterfall. He was sun-kissed, shirtless and barefoot, just a pair of very well fitting shorts. His hair was loose and he was smiling. In the dream, he purred my name, swept me under the waterfall, pulled me into his arms, lifted me up and made love to me. And oh, it was good. I can remember his smell, the strength of his arms, the sound and feel of the waterfall and... yeah.

I'm pretty sure this picture ) helped inspire the dream. Don't you want to wrap your arms around his biceps while he presses you down on the rocks and fucks you hard?

I woke up horny but had no time to do anything about it, I had an early lecture. I was completely unable to shake the images from my mind all day and each time it played out, the fantasy got more detailed, more erotic, more vivid and by the time I got home this evening, my engine was very revved up.

Jack wasn't home when I got in, he was out with the dogs, but Lucy was, and luckily she's got a very high sex drive so didn't mind me basically pouncing on her as soon as I walked through the door. We were still working off some energy when Jack got home, he joined us and... well. The fantasy got some mileage, although there was no waterfall. We thought about the shower but never quite got there.

That's not quite where I'd planned to go with this post. Not that I'm entirely sure where this was going, maybe more about Jason Momoa himself. I don't even know if I'm going to post this. I'm going to keep writing and see what happens, that's how this works, isn't it?

Right now, I'm catching up on this week's episodes of NCIS, NCIS: Los Angeles and NCIS: New Orleans (Mark Harmon and Scott Bakula are also very handsome gentlemen), a purring cat on my lap, cuddling with Lucy and listening to the rain.

We are having the most fabulous storm - huge forks of lightning, crashes of thunder, torrential rain, it's wonderful! I absolutely love storms, love 'em to bits. I've never been one of those people frightened by them: even as a child I used to hang out of my window to watch them. And I love nothing better than going for a run in the pouring rain.
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I've been meaning to write a post about the BDSM aspect of my relationship with Jack and Lucy but I'm not entirely sure where to begin. Jack wrote a fairly good post about our roles and our likes and how things work so I don't really want to cover the same ground that he did. I know what I'd have to say would be different but at the same time... it's the same relationship with the same people.

I thought I'd throw it open - is there anything you'd like to ask, are interested to know about that I could write about?

All about ME!

I'm Samantha, I'm 55 and I'm a kinky, bisexual, polyamorous, Welsh geek who loves to bake and read.

I'm a retired physics teacher and am fascinated with astrophysics, space exploration, engineering and mechanics. I'm a rugby fan and an avid supporter of my Cardiff Blues.

I also love floral dresses, biker boots, leather jackets, dancing, yoga, 80s pop music, science-fiction, superheroes and chick lit.

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