Alpina's blog post - A Geysir in my Bed

Boo hoo - I have gone without comment for days ... it was an unpleasant topic for you, guys, wasn't it? But sometimes a woman's got to do what a woman's got to do, respectively, to say. But I guess Phillip took it with grace and he even promised to come skiing with me this week, if the weather stays beautiful. I'm looking forward to this very much, because it's so long since I did it last.

I was working away at my paper all afternoon while Phillip was doing some typing downstairs and now and then brought me a coffee, never without knocking on the door first. Such a well-mannered guy! I love that.

This morning in bed I gave him a hand job, when he was still hard from the night. I just made him lean back and relax, and watch my hand which was slowly moving, and stroking, and kneading, ever so slowly, but more and more demandingly, firmly. When I felt he could not hold back, I slowed down ... when he thought he could keep it longer, I proved him wrong. How a guy rolls his eyes in absolute surrender. How you could ask him anything. When he came, he was like a geysir - I hadn't thought he could fly that far, and then I carefully cleaned him and dried him, and then we had breakfast in bed.

Tonight he promised to take me out ... so I better get dressed.