Waking from a night of tricks and treats, stomach grumbling from all the sugar not enough nutrient's. My eyes glazed blurry, slowly I turn in bed finding his arm coiling it around me like a protective shield. It was warm and enticing how it felt against my body enchanting. Smiling happily to myself as my ear is now against the side of his chest. The air leaving and entering his lungs along with his heart beat was like a symphony of lullabies. Feeling my eyes become heavy as i'm protected even from the worse of nightmares. His heart beat leading the band in stride, only a few times would it sound off beat. Wrapping my arms around his arm, to the side of his body so much love flowing off of his body like a waterfall I drown in happily.
I can't rest not now the day like is creeping up in through the window. I feel it's persistent sting of the day hours coming. Opening my eyes once more seeing his body at peace dreaming sleeping. I can't help but stare so much I want to say to him, so much I wish to be for him. My eyes water with joy, before wiping them with the corner of the blanket he had wrapped us in for the night. Slowly shimmying down the bed not wanting to wake him, knowing the rough day's and nights that will come. Sitting on the floor as I cover my mouth with a yawn of exhaustion wanting to go back to sleep. Rubbing my eyes pushing away the eye gunk adjusting my eyes to the light in the room. Reaching over and closing the shades more so he wouldn't be disturbed from the light. Stretching out my body as I stand feeling my body screaming for more rest, but I must resist.
Seeing the nightstand next to the bed, seeing a collar. It laid there untouched or moved in so long. It was not my collar, but I wish it to be someday the strap was adjustable the texture of it was smooth like silk for a collar. There was one piece of jewelry on it and it was the danglie. A red jewel in the shape of a heart with a dark outline around it with small spikes. I have awoke to stare at this collar a few times when the light would shine in and reflect off the heart. It was shinning all the love and warmth that was sealed inside such a jewel. My eyes would tear wanting to feel that around my neck to know that all the love and warmth was with me all the time forever, ever. Today was a good day though, and hopefully today would be the day he'd put it on me.
Walking out of the bedroom only wearing my panties that hugged my curves. Still a bit groggy, but there are things to be done and hopefully before he wakes. Going to the bathroom was my first stop, before washing up heading into the kitchen. My stomach growling now from hunger, from all the delicious treats that I consumed the night of Halloween. That was our holiday, Valentines is great, Thanksgiving is okay, Christmas is gloomy but Halloween is where we can act like a goof and devious then get candy! I'm all in for it, but this morning was a much needed nutrient's and food that will help our bodies recover from candy coma's. My thoughts were on food, but mainly on the collar there have been day's I have fantasied about wearing it when. He is at work and walking around the house cleaning, looking at myself in the mirror talking to my self saying things like, "Oh? this old thing, oh well yes... doesn't it look beautiful... oh no no my man got me this.." then laugh at myself in the mirror and say, "bitch this is mine he is mine so you can never be this fabulous" I laugh at myself while cooking.
I jump and scream when two arms wrap around my waist, but my heart melts when I hear in my ear. "Well.. hello there milady." His voice soothing speaking in one of the accent's he does. I stumble over my words, "oh.. moo.. melo... morning" I feel a tender kiss upon my neck as his facial hair tickled my skin, but his lips lightly touching my neck. Made a shiver go up my spine as goosebumps were forming from his touch. "My little moo moo is up early." Blushing as he called me that, he would always find little names to just make the day seem like a fairy tale. Today was little moo moo apparently, without thinking I opened my mouth, "m-mooo" I let out softly and embarrassed.
His arms let my body slowly feeling along my belly then to my sides. I leaned into his touch while cooking almost forgetting I was. Before feeling a nudge from his pelvis against my panties. "You're going to burn it... pay attention" He said before looking back at the food and jumped slightly going back to cooking with a squeak. Oh he was so mean sometimes, as he left me at the stove letting me cook. Glancing over at him, he was naked seeing him walking away as I grin. "morning sexy butt" I called out to him as he turned around covering his butt. "good morning... I meant pay attention to cooking.. not my booty" I couldn't help but giggle as the food was being cooked.
Thought of him would continue, as we ate finally dressed in some clothing relaxing in the living room. My day would go from the best ever to the worst. Looking at him as I tear up, "please don't go.." I held onto his arm leaning against him. "I have to.. got to work ya know?" He said nodding my head I knew he had to work, but it would be so long before he would be home again. He would leave home and go to work, but he wouldn't be home in three months or more. We get to talk to each other everyday by phone and if he can make it happen over the internet on a program like skype. The day's he would be home seemed to go by so fast, but slow at the same time. Holding onto his arm as he held onto me with his other arm. It was his last day home each time it was the same. We would hold each other like we wouldn't let go I once asked him for a collar.
I have that now but it isn't the collar I want to have that lays dormant in our room. I have stuffed animals that I line my bed with each one from him every time he would come home with another. Each one smelled like him as I pretend that I was the stuffed animal when it was with him. Watching over him as he slept and seeing him work from the comfort of his bed. Listening in on our conversations on the phone while he worked. Listening to him yelling at cars that cut him off, or were being stupid. He works hard, each and everyday for me for him for everything and everyone. Touching my collar I have as I held onto his arm then letting go of his arm and wrapping my arms around his waist keeping him close. "I love you" I say muffled from my face being against his stomach, "I love you too" He replied time I want to stand still just to have one more hug.
When he left for work, I cried in bed piling on the stuffies all over me. "I want you back!" I scream out it was hard to say good bye. My arms wrapped around the first stuffie he gave me it was huge as I could wrap its arms around me and curl up in a ball under it. I would use this stuffy to dress up having his shirts and underwear that would mysteriously dissappear when he would do laundry. He knew I liked his scent but it was something that stuck around for days to make the days he worked a bit easier to go through. I can see the collar on the nightstand, remembering first time I seen it. I put it on and had it on while in front of him I had never seen him so angry, and hurt. I was punished for it that day, when it was all over he held me in his arms. He told me what that collar meant to him, and everything that it would entitle. I didn't know how much a object could mean so much to someone.
Reaching out from under the avalanche of stuffies the tip of my finger touched the heart shaped jewel as my finger could feel the spikes all around the heart. "I will wait for you" I said sending my love to him hoping he could feel it through the heart.
