I cooked the Thanksgiving dinner. I generally do feasts. As Mrs. Lion wrote in her post yesterday, she invited a coworker to dinner. I think that’s great. We had plenty of food and it was fun to sit down to a huge dinner. We had turkey, stuffing of course, a potato dish which is a “layer cake” of mashed white potatoes and mashed sweet potatoes, cranberry sauce, gravy, and biscuits. We had several kinds of pie available for desert. Way too much food. But that’s fine. I love Thanksgiving leftovers. If you celebrate this holiday, I hope you shared a feast with people you care for.
One thing we did yesterday was to clean the house and rearrange the living room. I know, not a chastity activity, but one that brought us both real satisfaction. Wednesday night was my orgasm night and the memory lingers tauntingly at the edge of my mind. It was wonderful. As Mrs. Lion said yesterday, it’s wonderful being married to your best friend. She takes wonderful care of me and indulges my kinky nature.
What more could an old lion ask! I am very happy that she is now very much her own lioness. She has learned to not give me a vote in what happens sexually. That’s not entirely true. I don’t get a vote, but she listens to me. If, for example, it is orgasm night and I am just tired and grumpy. I can ask to postpone and I am very sure she will. She may not move it to the next day. She might just move it to my next scheduled orgasm date. That’s a risk I have to accept.
Orgasms, by the way, are becoming a bit less important to me. It’s true that I get massively horny and desperate for them. But I am starting to enjoy the teasing and being horny nearly as much as finally squirting. Don’t get the idea that I will ever not want one. But I am having more fun between orgasms. Progress?
