Kissing seems to be an ongoing thing throughout my day. No, this doesn’t mean I just kiss with everyone; I don’t. I do kiss my kids when I go visit them or they visit me, but I don’t kiss the one that still lives with us, unless it’s her birthday or we wish each other Happy New Year. That was the same when the other two still lived at home. I kiss my children on the mouth. Always three kisses, the way I was taught by my parents, and the way I taught my children. Although, when absentmindedly it’s only one kiss, that’s fine too. When we have lunch or dinner dates with friends, we kiss too. Mostly it’s the Dutch way of three kisses on alternating cheeks, but with some friends it’s one kiss on the lips. Master T always kisses the women on the cheek, never on the lips. He doesn’t kiss the kids on the lips either, for that matter, because that is the way he was brought up. Oh wait, there is ONE friend he does kiss on the lips, and that’s Sophia. I kiss her on the lips too. Some of my English friends too. And my best friend.
I don’t kiss all women on the lips. Those I do, mean I share a special connection with them, and each of them knows exactly what the connection is. Kissing them on the lips is something that evolved naturally, and there is a kind of intimacy in it. No, not a kind of… there is intimacy in it.
Because kissing is intimate.
Like I said in the beginning, kissing is an ongoing business throughout my day…
There are very little mornings in our life when Master T and I don’t wake up together. Sometimes I stay in bed for a bit longer than he does, but this happens two or three times a month. When we wake up, we say ‘hi’ to each other, but no kissing. He gets dressed, go downstairs to make some tea and I go take a shower. When I get downstairs, we kiss each other hello. Our kisses are always multiple. Not only three. Not ten either, but somewhere in between. Sometimes when we kiss in public I wonder what people might think, other times I don’t.
Leaving the house
When I leave to go to work, I always kiss Master T goodbye. There are very little times that I leave home – whether going to work or somewhere else – without giving him a kiss. Sometimes when I pop out for a quick errand, I will just say ‘see you soon’, but mostly I give him a kiss before I leave.
The same goes for coming home… the first thing I do is to give Master T a kiss. Had I gone out for an errand and I had only said ‘see you soon’, the one time when I get back I will give him a kiss, the other I will just say ‘hi, I am back again…’ and sometimes ‘did you miss me?’ when I am in a playful mood.
Going to sleep
Just the way we always kiss each other hello in the morning, the last thing we do before we turn over to go to sleep is to kiss and wish each other a good night’s rest. There are some nights that I go to bed before Master T and turn over to sleep before he comes upstairs. Some of those nights I am restless and can’t really fall asleep until he has given me a kiss, and other nights I easily fall asleep. I think it has something to do with how tired I am, but I really prefer his kiss to soothe me to sleep.
Then of course there are our more intimate kisses. Those kisses that happen during sex; the kisses that ignite a fire deep inside me, that wet my cunt with desire. There is something about those kisses that make me to putty in his hand. It makes me arch my back and push my breasts against his chest, or into his hand. It makes me spread my legs to invite him to finger me. Those kisses are electrifying and I can never get enough of them.
Kissing definitely is intimate, and there is no one else I can imagine kissing the way I do Master T.
© Rebel’s Notes