I Don’t Know What Will Happen

In just three days, I will see him again – for the first time in three months.

We’ve had strife; we’ve had distance.  We’ve been aloof; we’ve been awkward.  Will that carry into the next time I see him?

We’ve laughed; we’ve flirted.  We’ve worried about each other.  Will that carry into the next time I see him?

He said he didn’t intend on anything sexual between us.  He hasn’t been sure about me, his life, his future.  I just love being with him, and as much as I want to make love, I will be satisfied with his presence.

While I’m silent for the weekend, know that Sunday will be the day I find out if I have to continue to live with fantasy or if my fantasies can be made reality.

If I’m left only with my own imagination, I will make do with what I have – my hands, my fantasies, and the blogs that keep me primed and ready to go.

I don’t know what will happen this weekend – but I hope I get fucked.

About the author

Kayla Lords

I am a sex blogger, podcaster, freelance writer, international speaker, kink educator, and all-around kinky woman. You can find me online sharing my innermost sexual thoughts and experiences, teaching other bloggers how to make money writing about sex, and helping kinksters have happy healthy BDSM relationships. I'm also a masochistic babygirl submissive with an amazing and sadistic Daddy Dom and business partner, John Brownstone. Welcome to my kinky corner of the internet!

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