It’s November, which means were are attempting our very own #30DayChallenge. 30 Days, 30 Challenges. This is our first ‘weekly’ check in, as we find out how we are getting on.

I will preface this post with a ‘warning’, although I guess it’s more of a content warning. The following post will contain descriptions that are certainly NSFW, so don’t say I didn’t warn you! If you want a little reminder on what the #30DayChallenge is, and why I am doing it, you can read about that back here. For now, let’s get started and find out how we got on during the first 5 days…

1st November 2017

Day one of the #30DayChallenge is a day that I will never forget. The MR. chose first. He put his hand inside the jar of mysteries and pulled out the first slip:

Not going to lie, I was a smidgen disappointed that the first one we pick is a very vague one, but that’s the risk of the jar of mysteries! But it’s fine, he had all day to decide what he was going to do. He headed off for work, whilst I finished getting myself dressed, as I too needed to head out of the door for my morning shift.

It was delivery day at work, so it was VERY busy. I was feeling a little poorly from the previous days 13 hour shift, but I was only on until 12:30, so I just had to plow through. I left work as I normally do, and headed home. At around 12:45pm, as I was about to make my exit from the roundabout, there was a sudden flash from my passenger side window. There was suddenly a loud bang, and the next thing I knew, my car was facing the oncoming traffic. I sat there in a complete daze, unaware of exactly what had just happened. All I remember is not being able to breathe properly, and felt an intense tingling sensation throughout my arms, legs, neck and head. As I looked through the windscreen at the crumpled mess that was the bonnet of my car, I realised what had happened.

I was hit by a driver who approached the roundabout in excess of 70mph, and clipped the front of my car. There was no way I could have avoided it. Thankfully, there were police on the scene almost immediately, and there were people outside my car, talking to me, comforting me as they could see I was visibly very shaken. When I could, I was able to call David, to tell him, and he immediately began the journey home from London. Despite feeling physically fine, the paramedics insisted taking me to the hospital, due to the speed at which my vehicle was hit. So I had my first ride in the back of an ambulance. I was led to an observation cubicle with a police officer, who had come to take my statement. David arrived in the middle, and the officer stepped outside so we could have a few moments.

As soon as I saw him, I couldn’t hold it in any longer and I burst into tears, as I hugged him so tightly. I kept thinking about what could have been, and at that moment, all I wanted was just to stay wrapped in his arms forever. Eventually, I was discharged and was allowed to go home. For the rest of the day, he sat with me, kept hugging me and I felt relieved. Later that evening, he took me upstairs, lit some candles and laid me on the bed. ‘You’ve had a majorly stressful day, so you just relax’. With soft music playing in the background, and the scent of lavender and lemon in the room, he gave me a slow and sensual massage. Afterwards, he laid next to me and we just embraced. We looked each other squarely in the eyes, and before I knew it, we were passionately kissing.

I cannot really describe the feelings I had at that exact moment. I had an intense longing to be with him. It was overwhelming, and almost animalistic. It was rough and quick, and before I knew it, I was orgasming. And then I just burst into tears again. Even now, I still cannot quite get my head around the complicated emotions I was feeling right then. But I didn’t want to understand. We just lay there and he held me again, and I once again felt safe and relieved.

3rd November 2017

The next day, whilst we drew a slip, I was feeling a little bit achy and just wanted to just relax and take it easy, especially as I was feeling a little anxious still. But on the 3rd, I was back to work and we now had 2 challenges that needed completing. Both of them were very simple, so we decided that we could tackle them at the same time, and it would be great.

I hopped in the shower, then popped on a pair of my skimpiest underwear and awaiting in the bedroom for him to come up. ‘Erm, the slip says to be naked’ he said, with a grin. ‘All in good time, besides I only need to be naked for ONE of the challenges’ I said, cheekily. We lay on the bed and embraced. He once again held me tight, and we began to make out. Before long, we couldn’t help ourselves, and my underwear was off. We had each other clutching at the sheets, and we both climaxed together. Another successful evening.

5th November

OK, so it’s obvious that we are a little bad with time management at the moment. We picked out our challenge for the 4th:

However, we had a lot to do during the day, and before I knew it, the in-laws had arrived, and my evening was spent cooking and entertaining. Whilst he and his mother looked through some old photos, I headed up to bed, exhausted, and decided that we could play catch up tomorrow.

On the morning of the 5th, it was his turn to draw the next challenge:

I suddenly thought to myself ‘Where are all the good challenges?!’. Not that all of these haven’t been good, because they most definitely have…

In the evening, I ran myself a nice hot bath and had a good soak. Of all the habitual routines I have, my evening bath is something I could not be without. After, I dashed upstairs in just my towel and proceeded to head into the ensuite to pop on some alluring fragrance, as I came out, he was already naked and under the covers. I slipped in and once again, we just held each other. Feeling his naked skin against mine always makes me feel comfortable and happy. I turned around so I could be spooned (because I love being the little spoon) and I pressed my bottom firmly against his crotch (Oh, Bonjour Monsieur!). The evening ended watching each other masturbate… perfect.

Final Thoughts

So we are just one week into the challenge, and despite a few er, setbacks; we are really enjoying this. Whilst none of the challenges so far have required any sexual contact, it’s helped us relax, and those activities have naturally progressed. But the challenge was never really about ‘sex’. It’s more a lesson on finding time for each other, and so far, I think we’re doing brilliantly.

Bring on Week 2!