Butterflies (again)!

This is fantastic. For the first time in quite a while, I woke up feeling genuinely excited about life. There's so much opportunity, and I have so much going for me. I know I'm usually an optimist anyway, but I really appreciate how lucky I am! It's actually giving me butterflies in my stomach.

I saw Mr K yesterday, my last appointment before I take a week off to pamper myself and rest up. I had that fire starting to reignite in my eyes, and handily it's very effective at making your loins burn. A regular hotel meet, glass of wine and polite chat (take note boys - Chardonnay is not my favourite; I prefer a good Sauvignon Blanc). The sex was nothing exceptional, but I thoroughly enjoyed it because I could feel the excitement about life slowly seeping back into my veins. That in itself is nearly as good as an orgasm.

I revelled in my own talent for blow jobs, hearing him gasp "Oh my fucking God" as my hand and mouth worked together. I teased him for a while, running my tongue along his shaft and around the tip before taking the length of him into my wet mouth. I love it.

Get excited about life; I highly recommend it.

Brooke x