Adventures in Not so..accidental arousal?

So running on the theme that my house mate arouses me by accident. Yesterday we were walking to a bar to meet some friends. We were walking with his girl-thing. ( I am not sure we can call it girlfriend yet, but close) And to get my attention he grabbed my pony tail and gave it a tug. Not a mean yank, but a hardy grip tug. I must of made some sort of happy noise. Because he gave me that look. That look that says.... Why Abby I now have something to tease you about. (enter evil smile here). And because I was thinking about it, how I like to have my hair pulled, I was surprised by something (see below) and again made that sort of intake of breath with noise. Sort of like that noise when I am spanked sometimes. Again I got the look. So he continued to tug on my pony tail at one point I am sure I made a very pleased sort of sleepy happy face. I am sure he was doing this on purpose. Shame on him.

See I was thinking about this one time with me and Salem. We were sitting on his couch down stair watching something. Sort of cuddling, and more enjoying the company of another than watching anything. When suddenly he just looked at me, smiled and stood up. I reached and grabbed m pony tail and used it like a leash to pull me up the stairs. I was dripping by the time we got up the stairs. Part of what made it special to me though was the happiness in face. Getting him to smile with real happiness was something truly amazing.

Take 2~

~In movie voice over tone~ In the Adventures of Abby and Accidental Arousal!~

Wow first off how awesome is that. So many A's! My name rocks. I could do this all day. Amazing Abby and her Ability to Appear normal in moments of Arousal. Giggle.

So this one time last year I was sitting on my roommates bed while he puts his laundry away. I of course have already done mine and like a puppy left alone have moved into his room to just be near someone. I can be like that I don't like to alone all that often. So he is putting away his clothes when to accent something that he is doing he snaps his belt. It made that nice leather on leather sound. I started but really my whole body reacted. My face must of done some sort of glaze over because when I looked at him again he had a very odd look on his face. There was a much too long pause and then he went back to folding. Now two things to note on this. One this is again much before he knew I was kinky and two this is almost a year before I was spanked with a belt for sex. Odd... Yeah adventure time.

Adventures in accidental arousal.

When I first thought about writing a sex blog I wanted to have a running account of the amount of times when I became aroused on accident. When I first moved in with the roommate it happened a lot. I was living with a guy (just a friend) and was not getting any for a long time. Not only that but I had this fear about masturbating while he was awake. This fear is still mostly there, I am a stealth ninja masturbater when needed. Be impressed. It should be noted that my housemate and I are not nor ever going to be sexually together in any sense. He is like my best friend and we don't see it that way. We have talked about it. Anyways I feel like so often I get aroused at surprising moments. So here is one for today; a really old one actually from last year after I moved in with my housemate.

Now here is something that is very true. I get lost in a paperbag when driving. I really have a hard time. Even with a GPS and written instructions I sometimes freak out and take wrong turns. I have more than one gone down a one way the wrong way. So when I drive in big cities, like Boston or Portland, in traffic I try not to show it but I freak out. My heart and my body just does not like whats happening. Anyway so I was driving in the rain, in traffic at dusk with a group of people and was trying not to show how much I was not a happy camper. When my house mate started to give me very clear calm instructions on what to do. And then added some good jobs in there. I was aroused and that bothered me. I could feel myself getting there and I did not like why. It was the tone of his voice, the clear authority and calmness to it. Hard to explain. This was also well before he knew I was kinky in anysense of the word. He knows me from college where I was a really good girl and barely kissed anyone let alone asked someone to beat me with a flog.