I am spoiled in many ways. MrH would give me anything I wanted if he could, if time and money were no object I might add, but in all honesty I think I am happy with very little. I don’t crave those usual indulgences, like expensive jewelry or perfumes. I like little things.
A Little Treat
I like chocolate. Nice dark chocolate. My favourite is Lindt Excellence Caramel with a touch of salt, or Dark Mint. These I see as an indulgence because it’s usually £2 a bar. When it’s reduced to £1.50 I am sorely tempted (with permission of course) to enjoy some.
I have had my eyebrows tattooed which has to be topped up every couple of years and I have botox every 8 or 9 months to help with migraine headaches from frowning. These things cost money but I limit them to when it’s absolutely necessary.
What consider completely necessary but is also a luxury is love. It is rare and precious to find a love that lasts as long as ours has. I hope so very much that we have that rarest of loves, the kind that lasts a lifetime.
Sometimes I feel decadent in his arms, precious and worshiped. Other times I feel full of sin and debauchery, dirty and wicked, wanton and wild. Within the confines of our relationship I have indulgence and vice, I can be angelic or not, depending on how we feel. Mr H treats me often, to the things I enjoy, like the time I got a ‘Face Fuck‘ or ‘Anal’.
I am spoiled because MrH allows and encourages me to be all these things.
This post is linked to Food 4 Thought #125, ‘indulgence, vice and all things nice’, click HERE to see more posts inspired by the topic.