Shut down. The act of switching off from the day is what I’m referring to. It’s hard. Lately I’m having a lot more difficulty doing it.
A last night, grabs me in the kitchen, kisses, lots and lots of kisses. My top comes off. My bra comes off. My pants come off. Standing there in my underwear, more kisses, more touching.
Lead the bedroom, bound. My brain is still reeling with god knows what, but I can’t switch off, can’t shut it the fuck up.
I did get there eventually. I told him he wasn’t allowed to kiss me on the lips, wasn’t allowed to touch me on the genitals, the arse or breasts. Everywhere else is fair game.
He later told me that this throws him when I ask for it. That in the mometn it confuses him, reset required, like an ‘I don’t like what it is he is doing’. Not the case. But I need the shift in focus, I need the tease and I need the control to focus my energy.
It worked.
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