After The Party

The party is over and tiredness setting in. Let me be the last thing you see before slumber finally hits and the first thing you want when you awaken.

 

Would You Care To Join Me

There used to be a time when on the Saturday before Christmas I would be preparing to embark on one of the most looked forward to parties in our calendar year. The swingers club we regularly went to had their annual Christmas party/Masked Ball and was the main occasion for me to dress up in a dinner jacket. It was a fun and fairly formal affair but never over the top. I dusted out the jacket as I've not worn it now for 10 years and hopefully the result is pleasing.

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Time

In the words of Simon & Garfunkel and The Bangles - Time time time, what has become of me? - Lyrics from Hazy Shade of Winter and yes I prefer the Bangles version 😜

The two pictures are almost a year apart, the first being 20 December 2020 and the second being 12 December 2021. Not all changes are physical, but when they are they can be subtle.

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Dreams

Ever wake up from a dream and wonder if it really was a dream or more a memory of a time gone by?

I woke up Monday  morning and by all accounts hoped it wasn't just a dream I'd had, but alas it was not to be. It was vivid enough that I know it was partly a dream and also my body reminding me of things I miss. My dream cycle will continue to become more vivid and intense when I'm tired and physically exhausted, which sums up my weekend just gone. I helped a friend move to a new flat on Saturday which meant I was on my feet, up and down stairs lugging boxes and building furniture from 9am to 7pm. A long day followed by some down time in the pub.

Combine the tiredness with my seasonal feeling of loneliness through lack of a partner and also incredibly horny and you have the perfect cocktail for erotic dreams/memories. I'm trying my best to find myself a partner/playmate or whatever you want to call it but it's an uphill struggle.

The dream was not particularly unusual in itself but the empty/lost feeling it left me with was unsettling. It made me long to cuddle up to someone under a blanket, playful teasing and hugs. The comfort of waking up to someone beside me, spooning up to them and wrapping my arms around them. Slow teasing of rubbing against each other before a leisurely lazy fuck, just enjoying the moment unhurried.

Alas this is just part of what I want but it's the part my body and mind are craving for. To connect with someone and have them reciprocate that feeling. I wonder if my body and mind are telling me I want to much and should be happy with what I can get. Someone said to me stop looking for Miss Right and find Miss Right Now but even that is proving to be difficult.

Colour Splash - Plug Away

When the prompt for December appeared I was pleased as I had several pictures that I'd taken previously that I hadn't used. The hardest decision was which one. Both feature colourful items but one has a more striking colour but I quickly realised it overpowers the image so I opted for the more subtle one.

I may still use the other one another time or I may redo it. Sinful Sunday has pushed me to be more creative with my personal photos and has also been very therapeutic at times.