He’s Learning

He arrived back here a few minutes after four-thirty.  As luck would have it, Harry was being entertained by his sister and her husband, so we were able to have as much privacy as we wanted.  I told her what I was wearing and she felt she was almost jealous, as she knew how good release could be and said that she wouldn’t spoil her mother’s fun!

Did I have fun?

To say he is very much a novice in the game of release, the answer still has to be yes!  I must admit that, he relented and unlocked me within thirty minutes.  But he certainly enjoyed being pleasured by a corseted, stockinged, booted and locked lady, who was desperate for something more than a key to be turned in a lock.

I got my wish several times.

We then showered, dried each other properly as only lovers can and then got dressed.

Did he lock me again?

I think I’ll let you decide if he did.  We’re just off down the pub for a drink and some supper.

Only A Couple of Hours

It’s just a couple of hours now before he’s back to me.

I need the help and support he’ll give me.  It’s so difficult being a single parent.

It may seem selfish, but I hope he hasn’t left the keys in Scotland.

I Fear For Harry

I cooked one of my special Shepherd’s Pies for Harry at lunch.  Low-fat, low-salt, organic beef etc.  He ate a bit, but before he was finished he had retreated to the sofa.  He gets the results of the tests on Monday, but I suspect the worst as he seems to be going downhill.

You strive to do the best for your children, set them up for life with a good education and backing for what they need to do and then something like this comes and kicks you both very hard in the teeth.

Life is not just hard, it’s oh so cruel.

Left To My Own Devices

We had planned a weekend away at one of my man’s brothers for a birthday in Scotland, but because of the Harry situation, I decided to cry off.

He understood and said before he left for Heathrow yesterday afternoon, that he’d be back late on Sunday.

We’d just had some pretty good sex and jokingly said that he wished he could bottle that, as it could be sold for a fortune.  I had been wearing a leather corset under a cord skirt and a cashmere jumper, with a pair of long stiletto boots to complete the effect.  When the skirt and jumper were removed, he turned me face down over the arm of the leather sofa in the office. It may have been all over in a few minutes, but he managed to give me several orgasms before collapsing in a heap on top.

I said that the trouble with most women is that don’t appreciate you must present yourself properly to get the best out of your man.  You wouldn’t give someone a birthday present in the bag from  John Lewis would you?

I then asked him how he’d like me to be dressed, when he returned.  He said that what I’d worn then would be ideal, as he’d see the image as he travelled down from Scotland.  I said I’d do that, but it would be a just above knee length leather suit to show off the cleavage of the corset and the thigh boots. I asked him how long he’d got and after he said thirty minutes, I went and retrieved the suit I’d picked in my mind from my wardrobe.

He’d seen me in it before several times and smiled when I put it on.  His hand then reached underneath and he felt where I was still very wet from the sex and jokingly said what about that.

It was then that I made a further trip to my bedroom, but this time dragging him by the hand.  I unlocked a drawer in my dressing room and removed the steel belt that fitted the suit and corset.  I said that this would stop any mischief and you would have the keys with you.

He shook his head but then when I removed the skirt and placed the belt around my crutch and waist, he started to help, asking me if I was sure.  I said yes and told him that his principles wouldn’t leave me in such a state. So he would definitely return.

He’s phoned five times since to check if I’m OK.

Musings On Harry

Harry went back into hospital on Friday for tests to finally prove if he has pancreatic cancer.  He asked that I drive him in the Mini, as it and its predecessors have fond memories for him. 

I haven’t posted about him for a few days, as his mood is getting increasingly dark and I was hoping it would get better.  He grunts and says little and I had a compliant from my lady-who-does, that she won’t clean his room unless he tidies it up a bit.  She was particularly annoyed that she’d ironed all his clothes and he’d just thrown them on the floor.

I tried to tackle him after he came home in a taxi at about seven last night, but he just took to his bed and I didn’t see him again.  I think he made himself some soup, but at least he put everything in the dish-washer.  Perhaps he is trying to turn his life around.  He needs to sort out his health, stop smoking and stop smoking pot as well.

He certainly needs to sort himself out, but whether he’s got enough time, I just do not know.

You strive to do the best for your kids and then it all comes and bites you.  There is probably just too much of his violent father in him.

Cancer Of The Pancreas

I have just been reading about this on the Internet.

Pancreatic cancer (cancer of the pancreas) mainly occurs in people over 60. If it is diagnosed at an early stage, then an operation to remove the cancer gives some chance of a cure. In general, the more advanced the cancer (the more it has grown and spread), the less chance that treatment will be curative. However, treatment can often slow the progress of the cancer.

Not good!

Feeling Useless

I am very down today.  At least my man is giving me support.

But what do you do, when you know your son has a life-threatening cancer.  I just feel that I should have pushed him harder on his lifestyle earlier.

But what can you do?

Not Doing His Best

Harry does not seem to be doing the best to help himself.  How do you convice someone to do that?  And how do you convince them to stop smoking?

Mortgage Lending Rules

When I restarted this blog, I thought that I wouldn’t be commenting on other matters.  But I like to do that and so I will occasionally.

It would appear that the new rules being proposed for mortgages, may well cut a lot of people who are good risks out of the lending market.

I’m not one for irresponsible lending, but I’ve been involved in arranging business loans for companies so many times, that I do have experience.  And that experience, leads me to the conclusion, that the more rules and formulas you apply, the more you exclude those people, who have good ideas, good morals and who whatever they do will still pay the money back.

On the other hand, if you have lots of rules, those who are devious will find a way of ticking all the boxes.

More Tests

Hopefully Harry will be going into hospital today for more tests.

Let’s just hope that it isn’t pancreatic cancer!

At least my man is moving in for the week to give me support.  It’s so difficult being a parent on your own.