Top of the morning

As you may have guessed I didn't find the time to post again last night, we found ourselves kind of busy and it was great! As mentioned we stayed in and watched a movie, The Haunting to be precise; another of my favourite movies which my baby hadn't seen - it's an old one but a seriously good one, besides the first time watching it is the best. It's filmed in black and white and in a nutshell is the story of a group of people assembled by a scientist who stay in an isolated and supposed haunted house to study the phenomenon.

We were sat together on the sofa in darkness watching it - the only way to watch a horror movie; and let me tell you it's seriously scary not that you really see anything, there's no blood, guts or other special effects. But even now, some however many decades later it is genuinely scary, I guess it's because of what you don't see, it's left to the mind to conjure up what the movie doesn't show - a wonderful way to tell a story. I can only imagine what people thought of it back in the day when it was first released, at a guess it was probably ground breaking and nothing like it had been seen before.

The movie starts off real slow and kind of draws you into a false sense of security - my boyfriend was beginning to grow bored with it but as he said after we finished watching it, it pays to stay with it. Because when it does kick in it does it in bucket loads, not that I'll spoil it for you if you've never seen it but the relentless banging on the walls, the turning of the door knob and the scene where the wooden door twists, creaks and bulges out of proportion within the door frame whilst the occupants of the room cower in terror is terrifying. I knew it was coming because I've watched it many times before but as I said the first time you watch it, it jolts you out of your comfort zone; my baby was holding my hand real tight it really is shocking.

You may also notice that we're up real early this morning too, it's just past 9 o'clock and here I am blogging to you whilst my baby is cooking breakfast - the smell from the kitchen in just divine. We went to bed kind of early last night, we watched the movie whilst having a couple of beers and then we began fooling around with each other - tickling, poking and kissing which led us quite conveniently to bed. Thereafter we tired ourselves out and we awoke fresh faced and bushy tailed earlier than normal; and hornier than normal. Well what else do you expect when you wake up early with a sexy guy who just happens to be your boyfriend next to you in bed? We began kissing and rolling around on the bed until I found myself on top and that's where I stayed - as the title to this post suggests, on top.

For the first time in the longest time, so long I can't even remember, I took the dominant role and oh my gosh it was awesome. I forgot how warm and inviting my boyfriends sexy bum was; and it was so delicate, so sensitive and so utterly divine that we both had the most explosive orgasms. I kid you not I came that hard it hurt, I seriously thought I was going to explode and to see the delight and joy on my baby's face; knowing only too well what he was experiencing just took me over the edge. So much so that even now, some time later, I'm still feeling real sensitive in the southerly regions and my baby keeps groping and pinching me down there whilst asking me if I enjoyed myself. It's a question that doesn't require an answer, it was the best possible way to start the day!