When I woke up this morning around 4:45 AM I felt like I was living a dream. The sensations flowing through me were powerful in a very relaxing sort of way. “Damn does this woman spoil me!”
Julia breathed into my ear as she moved atop me, “I had the most amazing dream about doing this with you. I hope you don’t mind but… I just had to… You know… Uh…”
I kissed her lips lightly as they brushed mine and said, “And I just happened to be in the perfect position already.” She grunted her response as she neared climax.
She was sweating quite a bit from her excitement and the effort of the workout she was giving herself. “How long have you been at it?” I asked her in a gentle tone.
“About half an hour I think,” she responded. “You really were in a super deep sleep but rock hard so… Well… Just having had the dream…” she panted, breaking off when her orgasm hit. She then collapsed against me a bit shakily. “God you feel so good inside me this morning.”
I suggested that perhaps I could take over for a little while. But she firmly said, “No. You suggested that in the dream I had too. But I didn’t let you do it then and I’m not about to do it now.” She then let out a soft mischievous giggle before saying in a rather husky voice, “Besides, you don’t know how the dream ends.”
She then kissed me deeply and very passionately for a while before slowly starting up the motion of her ocean again. “Cum,” she whispered. “I’m ready for you to cum. No rush. When it happens it happens and you had better believe my love that it’s going to happen.”
She wasn’t wrong. Between her deep kisses, the brush of her hair against my body, her breasts against me and her dripping wetness, which was getting hotter… I felt like I was plugged into an electrical outlet towards the end.
As her breathing grew more excited and the tension in her body increased I suddenly felt like a powerful force had irrupted in my own body, like a powerful river flowing from head to toe. When I finally came she was panting, “Thank you. Oh baby yeah. Thank you.” Then her own climax kicked in again and she shuddered from the intensity of it for several minutes. But continued to move slowly above me for a little while clearly enjoying how she felt.
She then kissed me again on the lips, then neck, then chest and then she suddenly asked, “Please open your legs for me?”
When I did what she asked I could feel her breasts against my thighs as she took my still hard shaft deeply into her mouth. “You taste so good,” she said. “We taste so good. Thank you.”
It wasn’t long before I felt her lips wrapped around the base of my penis; her chin lightly touching my balls. She was working her throat muscles hard but refused to let up when I said, “I’m going to cum.”
She grunted in acknowledgement; the vibration of her vocalization sending me over the edge and I released another flood of my own cum into her. When she finally came up for air she was a little teary eyed with the effort of having overridden her gag reflex. But she was quite happy.
“And thus concludes my dream,” she said. “Wow,” she then continued, “They really do come true.” She then rested her head on my chest for a little while and said, “That feels really good,” as I stroked her hair.
When we finally got up a little while later, we slipped out to Dunkin Donuts on Sparta Avenue for a quick breakfast. Julia was positively glowing despite the cold and snow flakes flying around.
When we got home, we did the usual house hold cleaning and stuff; finishing up with even the laundry in record time. We’re like a well-oiled machine when it comes to doing this stuff.
We then headed back out for lunch at Jumboland, where our waitress, Stacy, took really good care of us. Then we stopped by Ellen’s apartment; her needing some extra hands to move furniture around a bit so she could clean around it better. As we moved stuff, Ellen decided that, if we didn’t mind, she’d like to change the layout of the place a bit. So… “We gave her a hand.”
When all was said and done it was nearly dinner time. So… Julia called Dominick’s for a pizza delivery. We didn’t get home until nearly 7:00 Pm. But we’d had an enjoyable day and felt a sense of achievement.
Julia headed into her study to do some reading and I came in here with the intention of doing the same. But then… Well… “Plans do have a strange way of changing.”
So, I opened up an Microsoft Excel spreadsheet and began mapping out the next day as far as I could go, at least for the time being. It wasn’t easy trying to work out all the variables into a structured time frame that would make sense.
I then heard movement behind me and felt Julia Nuzzling my neck. She then breathed in my ear, “Are you actually going to try and organize your time my love?”
“Is that a bad thing?” I asked her slightly nervous about how she was going to react. “No,” she said kissing my cheek. “I’m actually surprised you haven’t done it sooner.”
“Well,” I said, choosing my words carefully. “I have but…” She then turned my chair and kissed me deeply before saying, “It’s hard. I know. But, maybe it’s something we can do together.”
I must have looked my amazement because she suddenly laughed and asked, “You were concerned I was going to be mad at you? Baby, we need to have a talk.”
With that she moved over to my couch and gently asked, “please sit with me?” When I came over she turned to face me, slipping an arm around my shoulders saying, “Schedules are nothing more than a daily framework. I’m guessing your biggest obstacles are not having the visual cues around that would help you keep track of your progress and, to some extent, your energy level.”
She then continued on, “Yes. I know that some days you are more energetic and able to accomplish more than on other days. But that’s nothing to feel bad about because everyone is that way. Those who have led you to believe that you should be this super human that can accomplish ten million things in one afternoon and still have a life including a wife are full of crap.”
She then stopped and kissed me very deeply before saying, “You do more than most men who are credited with running corporations that are way larger than yours and that’s no bullshit. Sure, they’ve organized their time and mapped out their days. But they’ve lost something you still retain.”
When I looked at her puzzled she said, “You actually have a genuine life filled with real relationships. They’ve left no room for the magic of life to enter their days and nights. You have.”
I then looked at her even more puzzled and she said, “I honestly think that writing down a loose plan of your days and even weeks would be good for you because it would help you to clear your head a bit. If you are memorizing everything you need or want to do it drains you after a while.”
She then kissed me and said, “I’m glad you’re taking the step to work on planning your days again. It would probably even help us to have a more relaxed relationship too if we each knew what the other was doing, or wanted to do.”
She then pulled me into a hug and said, “I’d love to sit down with you tomorrow and map out the week ahead. I think it would be fun and might even be a good way to keep each other on track with goals and things.”
She then kissed me and said, “What say you? Will you have a time management session with me tomorrow?”
I nodded and kissed her passionately. She then stood up and said, “I’m off to take a shower. Care to join me?” I responded with an enthusiastic, “Yes,” and am now calling it a night.