Nothing much happening here with us—no illicit sex meetings (damn it!) unless you count a quick meet at the park make out session (and does a thunderstorm rolling in just make it all the more erotic, or is it just me??), or a naughty Jane going commando at lunch today, in a skirt no less!
I took his hand and ran it over my butt so he could see there were no panty lines. Turns out I had to be a tad more obvious so I opened my purse and showed him the purple panties in there. The look on his face, priceless. The sound he made—classic.
What can I say?
I'm a shameless hussy. LOL!!
But then, he's the one who stuck his hand up my skirt to see if I could "handle" myself in public while he diddled with me as we waited for our lunch. I was the picture of calm. He, on the other hand, was having a bit more trouble—and I hadn't even touched him anywhere near his nether parts. I am definitely the cool one in the relationship.
Score one for the Janemeister!
Our stolen moments of late have just been…I don't know…just filled with happy happy, joy joy. More than usual that is. And I mean that in all seriousness. I have the carefree happy me I have missed when I am with Tripp. Even when we are facing serious stuff, the undercurrent of simple satisfaction with the world keeps me afloat. Knowing he has my back in all conceivable ways is just …comforting to me.
We are just comfortable and affectionate. We laugh and share (sometimes we may overshare, which usually causes a LOT more laughter to the point that I fear I may just pee on him—he knows of the times I am referring to…LOL!) I literally just burst out laughing remembering the last time and how he says its MY fault.
We need a Hooky Day.
And soon.
Otherwise, I fear the dam may burst and without a Dutch boy to stick something in the dike (not to be confused with dyke cuz Janie don't play that way), the whole town may be lost!!
How's that for overdramatic?
Save me (and the country) Tripp…be a hero!!
Just sayin'…♥love you♥
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