Flannel PJs and Switching.

It’s 36 hours until I’m back in my wife’s arms. She unwrapped all our new toys this weekend, and is really into everything except the bit, which she says smells very rubbery. We’ve been talking a lot, and as of a couple days ago, it’s no-orgasms-for-me-time until I get up there, which I’ve already said works to our mutual advantage.

One thing I thought just summed up how — on she is, was a discussion about the corsets I bought her.

“Do you like them?” I asked…