Weekends call to me throughout the week like whispering fallen angels wanting advice on how to be wicked and naughty. What do I do next? What do I do best? I had to lay down and think – must stop pacing.
Laying down and not sleeping, could I ever sleep when I’m in this mood, horny!
Hugo, stop wasting this moment, wake up.
A while later, he’s asleep again, and I’m still thinking. I get up and write to purge some of the demons from my mind. Back in bed, I tease him back to life while he still sleeps. My greatest challenge since I’ve met Hugo is to sneak up on him when he’s asleep and ready. He always stands to attention in the mornings.
I have this thing in my head that I can get him aroused in the middle of the night and use him. Being a trained soldier, I have yet to get this mission completed. One time, he faked sleep, but I knew from his breathing he was awake – he didn’t fool me. The role play was great, but my mission objective is still incomplete.
This was our last weekend together, and we wanted it to be special. I would be dropping him off at the airport at 08:00 hours (his words, not mine) on Tuesday morning and it was no time to mope about. Although not seeing him for three months was going to be hard, I wasn’t going to think about it until he was actually gone.
Last weekend – The three men went for a walk in Central Park and my sister, and I had breakfast together in the hotel restaurant. I got there five minutes early to choose a table away from everyone as I didn’t want anyone overhearing our conversation. As I watched her head towards my table, I knew she’d had a good time by the way she walked and the grin on her face.
She came and sat on my lap and kissed me full on the month and if she weren’t my sister I would have thought my luck was in!
“Are you still drunk,” I asked.
“Maybe! No, just drunk on happiness. I’ve decided to stay here and become their live-in slut”, she said, still grinning and tucked her head into my shoulder.
The waitress coughed, and Geneva got off my lap and found her own seat. She spilled the beans and wouldn’t shut up even when other people walking by almost stopped as they heard what she was saying. I had done my job well, I had liberated the broomstick from her ass, and she was a new woman.
Then she decided to be a little less obvious, “tell me what I do next?” she asked in a hushed voice.
“You can do whatever you like.”
“No, I mean I’ve run out of things to do, the guys know what they are doing, but I want to know what you know. After all, you’re the bedroom crash test dummy”.
Teaching my elder sister how to have sex! Now that was a thing! I picked up my phone and sent her something.
“What is it?” she asked with a naughty smirk.
“A link to my Amazon author page, you can start there by reading all my fictional stories which yours truly starred in! Yes, they are my experiences as the so-called Crash Test Dummy!”
She made an hmm noise, and I tried to shift the image out of my head of me coaching her, standing by the side of her bed as she got all hot and sweaty with a guy and then the right idea hit me.
“A girl! That’s what you need”. She sat back in her chair with an expression like I had just squirted one of those antique perfume bottles directly into her face. Confused and dumbstruck at the same time describes it best I think.
“Stop acting like you don’t understand.” I looked at my watch. “In about 15-minutes my friend should be joining us, and if you are indeed staying on in New York, then you two should hook up. She stayed with Hugo and me last night, and she will be able to teach you more than I can with just words”.
She seemed as though she would bolt from the table at any moment but she didn’t. “Have you kissed a girl before Geneva?” I asked her.
“And, how was it?”
She smiled, and the deal was done. The girl Hugo and I shared last night would certainly want to tick the ‘Two Sisters Done’ off her list, and when she turned up at our breakfast table, a sparkle appeared in Geneva’s eyes. It only took mere seconds of whispering in my friend’s ear, and the dye was cast.
I made my sister promise me she would stay safe and fly back to me in France before she did anything else in this World without talking to me first.
When she came back up for air a few days later, she arranged to be back the same day Hugo was due to leave. She wanted to be there for me, and I knew I was going to need her. What she didn’t know just yet though, and I’m not going to spoil her surprise is that Hugo is leaving strict instructions for the two of us to enjoy life and not mope about after him.
Hugo and I spent our last weekend, Friday thru Monday like we were in the plot of a hot romance novel. We had a few friends over, but for the most part, he and I spent every waking moment together. Me, I skipped more sleep than I should have so I could be with him even more. I could always sleep when he was gone, right? And that was that, our eight weeks together gone in a flash.
My writing and marketing work would keep me sane in his absence, I knew that, and next weekend I will be spoiling you rotten with a live New Big Promotion. I will need the distraction for sure. So, watch out for that coming your way!
Here are a few answers to some of the more technical questions I get asked from time to time, but more so lately.
1. Yes, I use condoms. Although I like bareback and whenever I think of that old saying that we don’t hear too much these days, it does remind me of something I did when I was young. I have always been very curious you know, I’m sure you’ve noticed?
So, I’m still in my teens, and I’ve been horse riding for many years, I’m not obsessed with the hobby, but also have a fantasy. I turn up at the stables when I know not too many people will be around. I have a short skirt on this day, and we all ride horses without saddles, just for the experience. My experience was to go commando in my short skirt and ride my horse with no saddle. To go bareback, bare back.
I can’t put into words the sensation it gave me, but having that huge beast between my legs, bareback was…well, try it. I did have a little bit of a rash afterward for a couple of days, but it was well worth it.
2. Yes, the timing of my stories is a little out of sync with real time. My brother-in-law didn’t find out about my sister until only last week. The two of them were already finished and had gone their amenable separate ways. My sister is very smart and can take care of herself. So, no one is outed or exposed by my stories. No one is hurt emotional or physically during the making or telling of my stories, and that makes me happy.
3. And lastly, yes, I do have limits, but just not many filters!
I hope you’ve enjoyed this story from my world!
Have a fabulous week my lovelies.
Loving you, Olivia, xoxo
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