A New Toy

NG and I had a great weekend together in southern Oregon. We boated, drank, swam, and hung out with his friends. But enough about that. What really needs to be put out there is the fact that NG bought a sex swing yesterday. I start grinning every time I think about it, which means I’ve been walking around with a stupid grin on my face pretty much all day.

The topic came up last week as we were lying in a post-sex haze on his bed. I asked him if he had any favorite fantasies and his response was something along the lines of “Gosh, I don’t know. It’s hard to come up with an answer to that on the spot.” I figured that meant he either has fantasies he’s too embarrassed to tell me, or he’s not very imaginative. I’m betting on the former. In any case, some time later as we were lying in another post-sex haze, he asked if I thought his ceiling would support a swing. Now we were getting somewhere! We talked about it for awhile and he decided that would be his project for this week.

Last night over dinner he announced that he’d not only acquired the swing, but had also wrecked half of his lathe and plaster ceiling to get it installed. His big purchasing decision was whether to get the swing that swivels 360 degrees or stays in a single direction. He picked the swiveling swing, of course. After dinner, we looked over the pamphlet that came with it. There’s nothing quite like sitting on a bench along the waterfront with a sex booklet as cyclists cruise by oblivious. We probably won’t have a chance to try things out until Friday night. I can’t wait! If nothing else, it should be a kick. I’ve always wanted to try one of these things! God, this guy is so awesome.