Late to Work

I was late to work this morning because I had to go reinsert the buttplug that Ad put in me this morning. After a rocking orgasm with it in and a trip up the stairs, it wasn’t seated quite so firmly in the place it was supposed to be. (“Seated”, heh, I’m such a riot.)  Ad had a shit-eating grin watching me traipse into the bathroom & back out, properly re-plugged.
This is why I love the synchronicity of my life. Yesterday W and I chatted about the joy he and Ad had using the glass plugs on me this past weekend.  I commented that  I’d be happy to wear it to work any time he wanted.  He suggested that today would be a good day. The plugs live at Ad’s & my house, so when I told Ad that I was going to have to wear it to work, he grinned and said, “Oh I think we can arrange that…” And arrange it he did. Complete with pictures to send to W.

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5 thoughts on “Late to Work

    1. I hope so! They, like, NEVER say so. (Hehe, just kidding–W said “You’re the best!” in an email this morning when I sent the pics over. Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy. ~grin~)

  1. I’m a total butt plug virgin and I really don’t know how I feel about it just yet.
    Doesn’t that feel strange….walking around with it all day??

    1. Well I didn’t get to try it all day today actually. 🙁 But when I do wear it for longer periods, yes, it does feel weird/good. It certainly keeps my thoughts, um, centered on it. lol

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