What Do They Call That?

M had his annual physical today which he described to me as “a pain in the ass, in all ways”…which sent me off on a wild tangent of texts. Teasing. Taunting-ish. Verrrry naughty nilla.

We have playtime coming up pretty soon.

I think I’ve been…what? Prodding the dragon? Poking the snake? Whatever they call it, I’ve teased M right into revenge mode. Guess I pushed that button just one time too many.

(Can I admit to you that while I’m quite nervous now, I’m also more than a little horny about this?)

(Ssshhh. Don’t tell Him!)