Wild Sex ... On Nat Geo

I had to work late Friday night as my staff had a lot of catching up to do while I had a budget to dream up. Yes, dream up - since I don't have any basis for the numbers I'm churning out. Anyway, I finally called it quits at past nine, but only because I had two employees competing in a nearby badminton challenge and I promised that I would cheer them on.

And cheer them I did, even if they lost the game. But I was tired and hot and hungry during the walk home (the court was just a block away from my pad) and I wondered what time my boyfriend would arrive. I called him as soon as I arrived home and found out that he was still home, preparing the stuff he was bringing over. I breathed in relief. That means I still have time to order pizza, tidy up the place, and take a bath.

Sure enough, I was cozy in bed (smelling of passion fruit), the pizza and chicken waiting in the fridge, and watching TV when he finally arrived. I made him a cup of coffee and we snuggled while watching Nat Geo. Soon, the cuddles became heavy petting, and soon we were having sex. I don't know what's with him, but I ain't complaining. He had me screaming for mercy long before he finally finished with me. I was so happy and sated that I got up and fixed him a midnight snack. After the pizza and chips and chocolate, I couldn't keep my eyes open, even if I liked watching Vanessa Williams in Dance With Me, and he cuddled me to sleep in amusement.

We woke up at 9 on Saturday morning and had sex for breakfast. Again, I was seeing fireworks and had to beg him for a break since I thought I was going to have an asthma attack. After a five minute breather, he changed condoms and we were at it again. It was so amazing that I still get hot just remembering it.

We spent most of the day in bed, eating, watching dvds and basketball, talking shop and about ourselves, our limbs entwined. We decided to have dinner at our favorite resto at the mall before I went home to the province for the weekend. We were already dressed and ready to go when Nat Geo featured Wild Sex. It's a very interesting documentary and we sat down to finish it, but soon enough, all that wild sex on TV had me kneeling to give him a blow job while we watched. A few minutes later, we were both naked again and doing it in my kitchen and finally finishing it on my bed. When we came up for air, it was already a different feature on TV and I was somewhat relieved to find that the focus was not even remotely connected to sex. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to stand, much less walk.

It certainly worked up an appetite for dinner and I slept soundly on the bus ride home.