I did not arrive home till well after one o'clock this morning, as I was at Dirty Girls. It was a splendid evening of debauchery indeed. Which is of course, a work event for me
For some god-forsaken reason, I awoke way too early and was out of the house with RC around ten thirty to tend to some domesticity. These things need to happen from time to time. Today was that luck day.
After much running around, we got ourselves some lunch and ate and talked for a few hours. It seems that all we did through the holidays including up to now, has been to eat, this really needs to stop. Soon.
By the time we got home, I had work piled up on my desktop and in my email accounts, but no real time to deal with any of it.
Instead we had sex, the type that involves lots of oral, then some serious thrusting and finally contented orgasms. After wards there was no cuddle time.
We spent the evening out eating *more* food at an Italian restaurant with a bunch of RC's colleagues from work, then when my pants and belly felt just about ready to explode, we left. Only of course to drive to a casino where we met all the same group to continue our merry night out of drinks, conversations and being silly. As the non drinker, I am the designated driver in our family, and damn if it wasn't snowing, again.
Perhaps if I ever find the time to get in a decent number of hours of sleep, I'll tell you a little more about how the delicious Dirty Girls party went. In fact, a certain woman who attended (N) wrote something on her blog about our antics, and once she gives me the A-Ok, I have plans to repost it here for you to read. It's just such an excellent account of one woman's view point of how the evening was spent.