Delicate treatment... for some

I will be back with Miss tomorrow, and that makes me very happy.

It has been two weeks and too long.

To celebrate, i want to treat Miss as well as I can and as delicately as she wants to be treated, tender as she is from an unfortunately long illness. 

So we'll meet up as usual, have breakfast and do some shopping. 

When we get home I'll start by kneeling on the rug and kissing Miss's glorious bottom with the tenderest of full face press kisses. 

Then we will retire to the front room where I will first remove Miss' shoes and socks and while she sits with legs across my lap, stroke her feet and her legs with the usual affection.

After a chime's worth of chilling I'll pop up and fill a tub with soapy warm water, and soak Miss' feet in it, gently working them over in the suds and then towelling them dry when the water cools. 

A pause for my own bath, as i need to shave up and be ready for primping. 

Then upstairs for a cwtch and a doze or two, the best afternoons have 3 but the last comes after.

I'll dress and climb in next to you, all warmth and soft stockings. I'll hold you, wrap you in my arms and press myself from hip to toe. Not chest to back though my little spoon - i know to lean back away from your back to avoid breathing on you in an annoying way. So I'll lie stiff and straight, pressed into you but lying still however long I have been without you and however much I want to move. 

Then after a doze, with the heat on, time for some proper old school Miss time. 

Will therefore be long.

Will involve your furry friends/fiends. 

Will be thorough.

Will end with some more gentle tushie kisses- on the bare. 

So just another normal Friday, huh Miss?   


    

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