Jessica A COUPLE OF DAYS LATER
Jessica
A COUPLE OF DAYS LATER
Afew days go by, and we’re finally at the point of doing the couples' intimacy workshop. We’ve been having a lot of sex recently, so I don’t know if we really need to attend.
I guess if I think about it, there’s also emotional, experiential, intellectual, spiritual, and physical intimacy.
Being able to learn about all of these components together can really strengthen who we are together.
We make our way to the long-awaited workshop and see that there are only a couple of groups in here.
I don’t know if people don’t need to work on intimacy or what, but I push that to the side.
We are here to strengthen this component of our relationship, plus we learned we get to take home a body paint kit.
I think that will be fun to use and put into play.
When we sit at our table, we look over a couple of the handouts in front of us. The first one is an assessment of how each of us feels our intimacy is within our relationship. I answer honestly, then wait for the instructor to go over the next steps.
“Good afternoon, everyone. As you all can see, we have a couple of handouts in front of you. If you haven’t had a chance to take the pre-assessment, then please do.
This sheet is going to be important as we navigate the next hour of this class.
Don’t worry if you and your partner have different answers.
This exercise is meant to allow your feelings to be seen and heard, then find ways to get you all on the same page.
Take the next couple of seconds to finalize the assessments, then we’ll talk about them,” the instructor says.
Everyone in the class is doing as she says, while Camden and I both start to compare our results to one another.
There are some discrepancies within the emotional and experiential categories.
One component that I have on mine is the fear of being cheated on, but he explained the harassment concerns of his co-worker.
I feel like if we did this a week ago, there’d also be more concern that he was lying and some differences in the physical section. Luckily, that area has grown since we’ve come here and gotten closer.
It's clear, looking at these different categories, that we need to come together more on an emotional level and share our feelings when something is going wrong. We often don't do that, which creates unspoken tension between us.
“Alright, everyone. I hope you had a chance to fill them out and look them over with your partner. Throughout class today, we’re going to go through each of the categories and talk about what can be done differently to help you build on those areas.”
The whole class nods in agreement. She continues to talk for the next hour of class and incorporates exercises for us to do.
When the clock hits one, I’m shocked by how fast the class went.
We make our way to the door to leave and grab one body paint kit that we can test out when we get back home.
After about a five-minute walk, we get back to our campsite and sit in our chairs to talk about how everything has been going.
“I’m happy that we were able to go through the class and learn more about intimacy in other ways. I think if we continue to practice in different areas, we can get on the same page in the future,” he says.
“I definitely agree. I feel like we’re working in the right direction. I can’t wait to see what happens next for us. I know we have a couple more days before the week ends, but can we maybe leave early? I feel like we’ve accomplished what we wanted to here, and we can continue the work at home.”
He looks like he kinda wants to stay.
“Let’s pack up. We can use that kit once we get home today. I feel like we’ve learned more about each other's wants and needs this week, and I can’t wait to continue doing this life with you.”
We head back to the camper, pack up all of our things, and throw our chairs into the truck. We do a double-take and look to see that everything we brought with us is good to go. I don’t know if I’ll miss this place or want to come back, but I’m happy about what I was able to see and learn.
It’s been a little over an hour, and we’re pulling up to our house. It’s been a long couple of days, so I’m glad we get to sleep in our own bed tonight. We unpack our car and head into the kitchen to eat a quick snack.
“Thank you for agreeing to go with me this week,” I say.
“I wouldn’t rather be anywhere else. I love you, and I’m glad we could take this little getaway. I’ve learned what I need to do to better myself and to be a better husband for you,” he says as he plants kisses along my neck.
“If you wanna have fun, let’s at least use the body paint kit,” I let out a laugh.
We go find the kit, spread the tarp out, put the canvas on top, get naked, and fill our bodies with paint. This is going to be fun. I’ve always heard about other couples doing this, but never thought we would do it firsthand. I’m pretty excited to see how this goes.
Camden continues to kiss me, and before we know it, we’re getting lost in each other as we’re moving along the canvas.
This is definitely going to be a pain to clean up, but it’s worth it.
Our hands explore one another’s bodies, and before I know it, he’s rolling me onto my back and lining himself up with my entrance. He slowly pushes into me.
I love this feeling.
He lifts one of my legs up onto his shoulder as he pushes deeper into me.
“Fuck Cam,” I moan out.
He starts to pick up his pace and pushes deeper to the point where I feel him hitting my cervix.
My legs begin to shake as my orgasm begins to build.
Before I can cum, he pulls out of me and flips over, where I’m straddling him.
I start to bounce up and down on his cock, before he takes over, pounding into me deep and quickly.
“I’m about to cum,” he grunts out. I can feel his cock begin to twitch inside of me, signaling his release.
“I hope you’re ready to clean up this mess,” I laugh as I rub paint across his cheek.
“You’re just as dirty as I am,” he says as he pinches my nipple.
“You better be careful where you put those hands because I could go another round.”
“Say less. Get in doggy,” he begins to stroke himself until he gets hard again.
He has to know this is my favorite position because I love the way he pounds into me from behind and sometimes plays with my clit. It’s like he’s reading my mind because he does exactly that. We continue to fuck until we both cum again.
“I guess we need to clean up now,” I say with a laugh at the sight in front of us.
“Hey, at least our painting looks pretty dope,” he says, handing me the booties we need to put on so we don’t mess up the floor.
We make our way to the shower and scrub all of the paint off of us. It’s a pain in the ass, but we finally achieve it. If we can have fun and continue to make a mess with one another, then this is where I want to be for the rest of my life.
“I love you so much and can’t wait to see where the world takes us from here.”
“I love you too. Together we got this,” he says, planting a kiss on my head.