So, Saturday turned out pretty well; better than any of my other birthdays lately.

I was pretty groggy Saturday morning because I was having trouble falling asleep Friday night, but I saw hubby on his side toward me. That meant I could lift up his arm and scoot into him backwards to get him to spoon me. Warm snuggly time for me. Well, not for long. As soon as I got my back against his fluffy chest, I noticed something poking me in the tush. Yup, he was hard.

Normally, I’d take advantage of the situation but I was really in a stooper. I barely made it over to spoon with him and I wasn’t wet. Not wanting to put out any effort that early in the morning and with the state I was in, I closed my droopy eyes and started to drift back to sleep. I was soon interrupted by hubby’s long fingers trailing up my thigh, circling over my tush a bit, and then making its way up to my right breast to fondle me for a bit. This rarely happens and was a nice treat. With how insecure I can be sometimes, it’s nice to feel that he appreciates and loves my body.

Figuring that I was wet, I suppose, he tried to thrust himself into me with no luck. Three years married and his aim is still terrible. He was pretty desperate about trying to get it. That was also something that made me feel good about myself. He really wanted me, and to know that helps lessen the insecurity.

I guess he thought that I just wasn’t loosened up enough because he started fingering me. He slid one finger in, at first. After a couple thrusts, another followed. This pattern continued until it seemed like he had every finger in me except his thumb.

Then came his Clone-a-Willy clone. After a few good thrusts and being sure that I was awake, he asked me how that felt. Feeling good about myself, our relationship, and our sexual relationship, I let out a content moan and told him it felt good. Of course, the whole time I was just wanting him. It may be his clone, but it’s not him.

After giving his clone the last cum thrusts, he discarded that and slid himself in. Mmm… Of all the sex toys I have, he’s my favorite. We were still spooning on our left sides when he entered me and pulled me up to get my left leg between his and my right leg over his right leg. We’ve spooned before like this, but never with my left leg in between his. This help elevate me and put us in perfect union. It was a great romp.

After cleaning up and getting ready for the day, hubby told me there were no sales to go to. Yes! Who said I wanted to go to garage/estate sales on my birthday anyway? I took a little more time in the bathroom on my makeup and we set off to Pere Marquette for lunch at the lodge there and a day of hiking.

I hadn’t been there since I was little, and hubby had never been there before. The drive up was nice. The water on the river was sparkling and there were a few sailboats and motorboats out. I was happy to get to the lodge, though. The only thing in my stomach were my morning supplements, so I was pretty hungry.

Even though it was really busy, we didn’t have to wait long for a table. The potato skins we ordered as an appetizer turned out to be quite a bit to eat. I was going to get a bowl of the soup of the day, but decided on a cup instead. I didn’t want to go hiking all bloated. Hubby got a fried chicken dinner. Good thing, too. He’s been bugging me about us making our own fried chicken for the longest time. Surprisingly, he couldn’t get his whole meal down. I got my soup down (chicken fettuccini soup), but I couldn’t finish the last potato skin. Everything was really yummy.

After grabbing a map at the visitor’s center, we set out on a trail. Unfortunately, there were quite a few people out. It would have been nice to have nature all to ourselves, but I guess I can’t be greedy. The trees were absolutely gorgeous. All of them are changing colors and they make the trails come alive.  There were plenty of big rock out-crops, dead trees with mushrooms, and I even saw a snake! It was either black or a deep chocolate and had two tan stripes going down its body lengthwise. I’m not sure what it was or if it was poisonous, but it slithered away as soon as we got close to it.

We spent a good part of the day at Pere Marquette and on the road. We left around 10am and got back some time around 3pm. It’s about an hour from our apartment to get there. I was happy to go there again and to see how much hubby enjoyed it. It’s just nice to see him happy and enjoying himself. We went to some of the shops in town after lunch and hiking. There wasn’t anything special in them. They were more like garbage dumps with price stickers on things. Heading back home, we saw loads of sailboats, more motorboats, and what hubby said was a sea plane.

I treated myself to some of the strawberry rum mixed in some guava mango juice when we got home. I was pretty tired from waking up early and from the whole day out, so I fell asleep not long after finishing my drink.  I woke up hungry later in the evening, sleepily fixed some Spätzle, and regained my perkiness. That only lasted a couple hours, though. I got bored with what hubby was watching on TV and fell asleep again. Oh well.

Anyway, that was my day. Nice and relaxing. October has been pretty good to me. Hubby and I haven’t had any cry fests, I’ve gotten loads of good stuff to review, my Octopussy came a couple days ago and my 4 new toys from Bad Dragon are due this Wednesday. Hubby will be in night class Thursday, so I’ll get a good amount of time to play with them. Woohoo!