Something New

I had her put on her onesie last night, about an hour before bedtime. She just looks absolutely beautiful in it. She delayed coming out of the bathroom after changing into it, however, and came out to surprise me, having put her hair into pigtails. She often wears a ponytail, but these were something new. I thought she looked even prettier than she does all the rest of the time.


Movie Night

Lady and the Tramp. We both really loved it.

I don’t think I had seen the movie in 35, maybe 40 years. A weird feeling resulted, in which much seemed vaguely familiar, yet it was as though I was watching it all for the first time – excluding, of course, the famous same-string-of-spaghetti alley dining scene, undoubtedly one of the most recognized movie images.

Then, after it was over, after intercourse, laying in bed together in our sanctuary, discussing how the way we relate is evolving, and hearing my little girl tell me how she notices how much more attentive to and protective of her I now am, my heart was full.

A Good Girl

I must say that I am truly blessed to have such a submissive wife. She truly is Daddy’s good girl. I try to convey it, I thank her for the gift of her submission and obedience, I thank her when I’ve been away and she’s followed the rules, and I think she believes me when I tell her I am grateful for it.

She really can be a bit of a firecracker, yet I know the importance she places on her submission. I see it all the time.

Just Blissful

Tuesday night, I simply mounted her. I reached for her clitoris, but she moved my hand away and opened her legs, her lips, and guided me into her. After I had come, I laid on top of her, still inside her, slowly going limp, and we talked of the color of her eyes.

They’re brown at first glance, but ringed with a kind of copper, sometimes almost looking green through the love she sees in my own eyes.


I ask you to excuse me for the bordering-on-aphoristic entries I have been making of late. I have been needing to rely on my telephone to write them, unfortunately, and I am sure I will never be able to two-thumb type; hence, the onerous task will not lighten for me, at least in this life.

Stay warm, everyone!