My Mr. Grey
Number: 16
Length: FWBs, 10 years+
If I had to describe this non-relationship in three (ish) words, I would say: kinky, out-of-reach, and unforgettable.
Number 16: My Mr. Grey
I felt Number 16’s presence before I’d even clapped eyes on him. I was working behind the bar, and he was quietly sitting in the corner… only looking at me. I could feel him looking. Our eyes met, and that was that. My Mr. Grey had entered my life...
Take You Out
“I want to take you out,” Grey said. His straight-to-the-point, no-nonsense attitude was one of the things that made him appeal to me so much. He was a down-low dominant man, and he knew what he wanted. I didn’t need to make the first move because he was going to do it when...
Hotel Room Sex
There’s something about staying in a hotel with a lover that changes things. Something definitely happens as soon as you walk into a hotel foyer. It’s like the building knows what’s about to happen and adds a little more spice to the hotel room sex that you’re about to have...
Scars
Two hours later, he was right outside, leaning on the Batmobile. His face wasn’t as happy to see me as it usually was. The smile wasn’t beaming. Eyes weren’t bright and excited. Arms crossed across his chest. Something wasn’t right. I could sense it immediately. "I saw the scars," he said.
I’ll Be Back
That’s what My Mr. Grey said to me, right before he got into the Batmobile and slowly drove out of sight: “I’ll be back.” Then, he checked in every one-hundred miles, until he was five hundred miles away and said “Back home. Miss you x”
Ropes
“Let me show you,” Grey said, taking everything out of my hands and unravelling the ropes. Plural. Each one had a hangman-like noose at the ends. He was my first Dom (in a Dominant/submissive dynamic) before the D/s world was even on my radar. That man knew how to make me come without a...
The Threesome That Wasn’t
What the fuck was I doing? Aside from having a lot of fun, I mean? Anyway, I suppose that’s how The Threesome That Wasn’t started. Or not started, as the case may be. I should probably tell you the rest… It was a threesome in theory, whispers, and thought... But it was the threesome that wasn’t, in reality.
Him & Her
My Mr. Grey had a really funny and interesting way of knowing exactly when I was happy or starting something new and fresh with someone new. It’s like he had a damn radar for that shit. The last thing I needed was him & her on top of my already complicated love/sex life… you know?
Girlfriend
I laughed. I mean, what the fuck else could I do? We had just fucked. His jizz hadn’t even dried on my stomach yet. We were both still naked, and he was revealing a whole-ass girlfriend to me. I was vulnerable, for fuck’s sake. And let’s not even mention the fact that I’d not...
Birthdays, Buckfast, and Blowjobs
My birthday was coming up. That’s how my tale of birthdays, Buckfast, and blowjobs started. Bestie and I had planned the motherfucker of all parties in The Flat. That was what we did, what we were known for. As I’m pretty sure I’ve already said: our ‘gatherings’ were infamous...
Warning: Explicit Content!
Guess what I’ve been up to for the last two days that I’ve had off work? Actually, I’ll just tell you, because I don’t think you could guess even if I gave you one hundred hints. I’ve been partaking in what can only be described as filth, and now it’s time for me to tell you about some very explicit content.I have fucked, ate dinner,…
Fuck Flashbacks
Grey does this thing sometimes, where he pushes down my lower abdomen as he’s fucking me, and I’ve gotta tell you: it is incredible stuff. It’s all I can remember, all I can think about. I keep getting little fuck flashbacks, randomly, throughout the day. It’s ruining my life in the absolute best way.He has gone again now, back to his end of the nation,…
I Can’t Stop Thinking About Him
I can’t stop thinking about him, you know. Grey, I mean. Like, literally cannot stop. He’s on my mind, morning, noon, and night, and I can’t shake him out of it. I’m not normally quite so… consumed by him after our encounters, so this has come quite out of the blue – but I really fucking miss him.
That Time I Buzzed Across a Bench
My Mr. Grey picked me up from work with a devilish grin on his face. I’m going to ruin any hopeful kinkiness you might have, though. What started out as a kinky little daydream soon turned into… well, that time I buzzed across a bench.
Questions and No Answers
Things have been so up in the air between me and Grey, so I figured it was time to bite the bullet and actually ask him – outright – what’s going on between us. There have been many questions and no answers, and I’m frustrated as fuck.
Done Waiting
Hello, my darlings. I think I’m done waiting for that man now. That man being, of course, My Mr. Grey. How long am I meant to wait for a simple answer to a simple question? Because he still hasn’t answered it, and I’m getting tired of hanging around. Words < Action He said he wanted me, but there’s been no action. If he wants me,…
Universal Law of Boyfriends
I have a theory: the only thing you need to get a new boyfriend, is another new boyfriend. It’s like a universal law of boyfriends. Some ex that you gave too many chances to, will always reappear whenever you embark on a new relationship.
Grey is Back
I am still happily in my relationship with One Ball, plodding along, not having much to complain about… for once; but then something happened. I got a text message from someone, I hadn’t expected to hear from. Friends, Grey is back.
Feelin’ Grey
I did something really stupid, and now I need to admit that stupid thing to you. I’m not relishing it. You’re going to judge me, quite rightly, and as much as I need to hear it, I’m not ready for it. You see, I was feelin’ Grey, so I sent a ‘lil text message to Grey – AKA My Mr. Grey.Why? Why did I do…
No
At some point in her life, a woman must finally say no. She must understand that saying yes to that man will send her on another merry-go-round of emotional torture and choose to say no instead. And that, my darling friends, is just what this woman has done.I said no to Grey.I also lied about why, but we’ll get to that in a moment. I…
Paranoid Prick
What’s the point in not cheating in a relationship if you’re only going to get accused of it, then treated like you have? If I thought I’d gone off One Ball before, it was nothing compared to right now. Because right now, I think he’s a paranoid prick… and I’m starting to really dislike him.So, a little background before I fall head-first into my little…