Lion got his blow job last night. It wasn’t early as I had intended. Weekends and days off tend to get away from us. However, he got it, and he was very happy. He didn’t produce any cream filling for me, which made me a little sad, but we both had fun, and that’s all that matters.

I don’t know if he’ll be ready for more love tonight. He’s been writing away. Sometimes that means he won’t be in the mood. He’s often not ready the day after an orgasm. I suppose, if I really want to, I can press the point and tell him to mount the massage table anyway. Who cares if he’s ready for anal activity? Well, I do. I’d like him to be at least a little in the mood. It has nothing to do with his ass being opened up further. In that case, he doesn’t have to be hard. I’m not dealing with that side of the Lion. However, it’s better if he’s “enjoying it.”

I know he doesn’t enjoy anal activity the same way I did. I guess it’s something that shows my power over him. I don’t understand why he wants what he wants. I just have to be able to do it. Sometimes it takes a while to be able to do things. It took a very long time to spank him the way he wanted me to. It wasn’t even for punishment. Just regular play spanking took a long time to figure out. I can’t even tell you how pathetic my spankings were in the beginning. I’m surprised Lion hung in there as long as he did. It must have been like a little kid learning the violin or clarinet with all the screeching. My little swats wouldn’t even have killed a fly. But he survived, and some days he’s very sorry he did.

Anyway, I’ll take my cues from Lion as to whether we play tonight. We can always start the anal fun tomorrow.

I was all set to give Lion his blow job. I wasn’t absolutely sure he wanted one. But then my stomach did a flip. He said that maybe at some point, we’ll both be ready for sex at the same time. He suggested earlier in the day. That might be a good idea. My stomach can’t be too annoyed if there’s not much in it. That’s the theory at least. I’m hoping it will work. I’ll bet he is too.

At least for today, there won’t be any BDSM happening. I don’t think. I could tie Lion’s balls and still suck him. I just don’t want to drag out the massage table. I don’t really like the idea of sucking him while he’s on it, so any blow jobs will still be done on the bed. Of course, BDSM worked for a long time in bed. I was thinking all we would concentrate on today was a blow job. When I say blow job, it doesn’t necessarily mean he’ll have an orgasm. Maybe he will. Maybe he won’t. I’m just playing with him in my mouth. We both love that.

Lion wanted to go to the casino last night. In the afternoon, he asked me if I wanted to go. My answer, 90% of the time, will be, “Not really.” I know Lion likes to go. First, it gets him out of the house. He likes the lights and sounds of the slot machines. And he doesn’t seem to lose as quickly as I do. He can milk $100 for hours and hours and still leave with most of it. The same amount lasts an hour, at most, for me. We bet the same amount. He just tends to hit bigger amounts when he wins. I find it boring and frustrating after losing so quickly. I’m ready to go home, but Lion is still having fun. Anyway, we decided not to go last night, but Lion says maybe we will today. I can’t say no. He never gets out.

And that concludes our Labor Day weekend. Nothing to write home about. But football starts next weekend. Go, Giants! I’m optimistic at this point, but we haven’t watched any preseason. So far, they have no losses in regular season. Check back with me next Monday.

We are having a quiet Labor Day weekend. Well, it’s no different than any other weekend. The dog makes sure we don’t sleep late. Mrs. Lion plays on her computer and does some chores, and I write. One of our most vexing tasks is managing our farm. Our tomato plants are producing lots of cherry tomatoes, but they taste bland. The strawberry plants are making some fruit that is either bitter or tasteless. Our lettuce is nice.

We’ve been using Aerogarden plant food. It’s supposed to be great for all veggies. It isn’t. For example, the strawberry plants are healthy-looking with great leaves and flowers. The fruit is yuck. The same is true for the tomatoes, great plants, bad fruit.

I’ve done some research and found specific instructions for strawberries. I’ve ordered the food, and we will try changing their diet. I also got a Ph meter. Strawberries need a ph between 5.8 and 6.0. This is familiar territory for me. I used to have aquariums. Ph and nutrients were very important there.

On the sex side of the house, things aren’t good. I’m still broken. Mrs. Lion is working hard to help. I suspect that the problem is that I’m intensely involved in writing. I can’t figure out why, but it gets in my way sexually. Nothing a good blow job can’t cure. (grin)

Meanwhile, I’m keeping very busy with writing and farming. I like both activities a lot. I’ve learned a few things about growing hydroponic veggies. For one, don’t believe the hype. It’s fun and works but isn’t cheap and takes effort. The best home units are from Aerogarden. I’ve tried two much cheaper Chinese versions from Amazon. They don’t work well at all. Aerogardens are worth the money. Their customer service is great. Their plant food is meh. It’s good to get you started, but our results have been horrible with the fruit.

The night before last, I clothespinned Lion’s balls and had a less-than-successful time keeping him aroused. In my post yesterday, I said I’d be trying the butt plug again. Fair warning. After dinner, I tried, and he said it was too painful. Okay. I said maybe he needed more leadup to a butt plug and we can try more anal activity on the massage table. He suggested using my fingers last night. It didn’t really work. I think he needs more practice. No big deal.

He then said he needed some time before we tried anything else. No problem. I assumed he would tell me when he was ready. Either he was never ready, or he was waiting for me to ask, but nothing happened. I’m not taking any of this personally, despite the fact that he made a fuss about not getting any BDSM in such a long time because I know his mind is on his book. He’s been writing feverishly. I’m glad. He’s been very excited about the feedback he’s gotten, and we’re both hoping he gets an agent and the book gets published. It’s a fun book. I like it. And I really do not mind if he’s not interested in sex because he’s preoccupied. I’ll continue to offer my “services,” and we’ll go from there.

We are in the middle of our Labor Day weekend, and the only real difference between it and any other weekend is that I have an extra day off. Prior to the pandemic, we’d have been off on a camping trip. I wouldn’t mind going on a trip or two, but I like being home. I guess I’m boring.

Yesterday, I tried to fix up a toy on a bungee for the dog. She wound up shooting it over the fence. She also did a lot of jumping on me, which is why, I think, my lower back hurts today. Ironically, it didn’t hurt while I was draining, refilling, and feeding the farm. Sitting seems to bother it most. I guess it’s good I have an extra day off from work, so I don’t have to sit at my desk.

Tonight, I will once again offer Lion the possibility of a blow job. Maybe he’ll be ready for it this time.