Thursday, August 25, 2011

A Visit With Family

My word! I did not realize it had been such a long time since my last post. All the way back to April. It is amazing how time gets away from me these days. My apologies to all of you who have been asking me to write again. i shall try to be more prolific, but I plead some exhaustion from this incredible summer we have had. We will shortly pass 60 days of over 100 degree highs. Not officially as we had a day or two at the beginning of August when the official temperature only rose to 99. But Sir and I have watched our home thermometer climb into the 3 digit range every day since June 30th.

I have spent the last two months being allowed to wear only 1 layer of latex around the house many, many days and not even having to be hooded some of the time. I have also spent a considerable time in shower and tub, staying cool and being sure I am safe from heat rash and other irritants.

But last night it actually rained. We went out to dinner and noticed, as soon as we stepped out of the house, that the air smelled like rain. The sky was cobalt blue with nary a cloud in sight, but still there was the unmistakable fragrance of aerosolized moisture in the air! Sure enough, loud thunder awakened me in my vacuum bed this morning even before Sir was up to release me. And the patio was not just damp but positively wet when I went out for a little swim later.

Ah! The new vacuum bed. I love this one.I have not written of it before because Sir did not get it for me until our recent wedding anniversary (36th) last week. It is a stylish red and allows my head to emerge, covered in a black latex hood or transparent one from my skinsuit.

This makes it possible for me to sleep in it next to Sir. Just sealed in a whole body skin suit with my head protruding from the smooth, shimmering red sea of latex. Our bedsheets are black latex, which makes for a lovely contrast. This new vacbed does not hold vacuum without a constant pump (unlike our older his and her beds) but Sir placed the vacuum pump a good distance away and ran a long pool hose to the bed. This makes the noise distant enough that we can fall asleep.

Beyond the fact that my head protrudes and the face that for the first time I can directly see what my vacuumed packed body looks like in such a bed, there is little difference between this one and my other one. But it is very nice to be able to see while being packed, sealed, and restrained in it. The fact that I am sometimes even able to communicate with him is fun, but I confess, most of the time I enjoy being gagged and having him use my face and head for his fun as he stimulates me in my rubber prison.

In other news, we had Sir's sister, niece, and their friends over a while back. We did a nice Sunday dinner. Nothing special here...I was in my red burqa over a red floor length dress. I was, however, allowed to speak and eat. We had barbecue which, for me, meant a small plate with bite sized bits taken under my burqa and consumed while everyone else ate as well. We met the niece's new boyfriend who was a little disconcerted at first, but adjusted quickly. Sir's sister had a long time girlfriend with her who was also aware of my lifestyle and had even met me down in San Antonio so there was not any surprise there.

Before we ate, we all went out in the pool. I wore my blue burqa over a blue skinsuit and the water kept me cool enough, but frankly, it was still blood temperature and not very refreshing. Nonetheless, it was fun to be floating in the pool, burqa swishing around me, warm water sluicing over tight latex beneath it. I DO love swimming in is a most stimulating exercise.

Sir wore a very tight latex bermuda shorts catsuit with latex cargo shorts over it. That worked for him as he could drop the shorts and be in what was effectively a shorty wetsuit for swimming. His niece forgot to bring a suit so we loaned her a latex bodysuit of mine which fit very nicely...we are about the same size. She had never worn rubber before and was a bit skittish at first, but I pointed out all the celebrities that are wearing rubber now and that got her into it! She's quite the Gaga fan, among others!

Beyond that, our past few months have been fairly quiet with little of note. We have been going to movies to get out of the house and stay cool. We had one of three aircons fail for a week which meant that we slept in the playroom for a few nights as its A/C comes from a separate unit from that of our bedroom. It is also in the middle of the house with no windows and thus remains cooler.

We went to an interesting museum exhibit a few months ago (I can't believe I have not posted an entry since before then) and have been out to dinner several times, occasionally with friends or colleagues of Sir's. His business is continuing to grow and he looked into larger offices recently, but has made no decision. He joked about me going back to work in the office as his least I hope it was joking...I do not have much desire to return to the business world although there is something appealing about the idea of wafting up and down the corridors of his offices in a swirly rubber burqa. :)

I have been doing some writing recently. Just some stories to amuse myself. One about a submissive young man who agrees to become a bizarrely transexualized rubber maid for a couple in a society of latex aficionados.

And after watching the recent royal weddings and the batch of 1950-1960 period shows on television I began to think about a story revolving around a woman who is invited to enter the upper echelons of a very stiff, formal society ... attending galas, balls, debutante presentments, high teas, charity and political funding events, and such ... but this is not just high society she is invited into, it is rubber society and she must make some serious and permanent decisions about her lifestyle and her appearance, dress, and commitment to the etiquette she is expected to keep when she enters Rubber Society.

Sir encourages my little writing hobby, but I am not sure hat to do with them once they are finished. Many are little more than a chapter of a larger work and not even up to the standard of a short story...they are vignettes as of now, but I shall continue tweaking and pecking at them.

So this has been my long, lazy, hot, and rubbery summer. It is officially over in little more than a week (labor day) but I suspect the hot days of 2011's summer will hang on throughout most of September.


Morgan said...

I've missed your posts!! I find your life fascinating and really enjoy reading what you write.

I had a question about your sleeping arrangements. Do you always sleep in a vacuum bed? Do you and Sir ever cuddle? If so, do you guys ever cuddle skin to skin?


Angus said...

Glad to hear you had a fun summer!

Isn't the feeling of rain on latex wonderful? (Chilly, though...)

Adam said...

I'm sure your stories are good, spo why not submit them to a site like ??

Thanks for the update.


Latex Lady said...

@Morgan: I do not always sleep in a vacuum bed, but it is a frequent choice Sir makes for me. During the cooler months (and climes) I usually spend at least two or three nights a week in a vacbed.

Sir and I cuddle quite a lot! we are quite affectionate with each other and particularly so at night as we retire. however, you are correct that we have not cuddled 'skin to skin' for many years. Thinking back on it, i believe the last time we touched skin to skin was about 12 or 13 years ago, around 1997, I believe.

Typically, I am encased in a latex second skin or we both are. I particularly like kissing him with one or both of us wearing a mask that covers our mouths. This makes it a bit difficult, but fun! The sensation of his lips on mine mediated by a layer or two of taut latex is delicious!

@Angus: Yes, I love being in a nice warm rain covered in latex. It is a very noisy experience in my burqas or in an inflated hood, though:)

@Adam: Thank you for the compliment. If I finish some of these stories I have been writing I may just do as you suggest and submit them to gromet's plaza. Sir and I both enjoy the stories there from time to time.

Anonymous said...

Welcome back... Don't hesitate to write and publish, it is a very exciting exercise and prepare to new scenarios of sessions !

John said...

If you don't want to publish them on Gromet's great story site, they sound as if they might be a match for the Confining Clothing Yahoo group:

Anonymous said...

If you used half the money you waste to do this bullshit, you'd save a 3rd world country from hunger... very sad self satisfaction attitude, as usual.

Latex Lady said...

Heavens! Can anyone explain the vitriol in the comment from Anonymous?

My word, it appears that my simple attempt to document a few incidents in my life have now placed me in some sort of competition with the starving populace in developing nations!

I confess, I do not understand. I fail to see how my use of this free blogging service to document part of my day to day retired life costs so much as to deprive starving people elsewhere in the world.

Assuming that the money mentioned in the comment is that money which my husband spends on gifts to me, latex clothes, a new vacbed, the odd dress and of course new burqas, I seriously doubt that he is so profligate as to be able to support a hungry nation...and of course he IS helping support hungry designers and fabricators...small business people.

But even so, where does this person find justification for such an attitude. My blog was started for the purpose of documenting my latex lifestyle, not to publish a litany of charitable works we participate in.

And I do not feel we need justify how we spend our disposable income to anyone, least of all someone as vitriolic as the commenter.

Actually, one has to laugh at the notion of someone reading my posts on which I spend about 2 hours every few months (because you all know I am terrible at posting regularly) and becoming angry at the amount of time or money we waste on our life. How incredibly arrogant!

How about the time spent reading my blog? Shouldn't one so deeply concerned about feeding the hungry not waste time with my little literary efforts and instead devote that time to some charitable act?

You, whoever you are, do not even presume to ask if we support a "third world country". And frankly, our social conscience is none of your business. I will say that we are both very much concerned about the availability of clean, safe drinking water in the world. And, you may take from this what you wish, but we are also very libertarian politically and feel strongly that we should give back to our community and to the world.

None of which is why I write this blog or the business of anyone that I or my husband do not deem to inform

My attitude is certainly satisfied. I rather enjoy my I not miserable and whiney enough? Shall I winge some more? If my descriptions of a visit from our family or of our travels marks me as being 'self-satisfied' then so be it.

What attitude SHOULD I take? I am certain this anonymous poster has an opinion of how I should feel, act, dress, present, think, and write.

The DOM I already have in my life is kindly controlling, gently restraining, and most fulfilling. I do not need another.

WRT other things. @John ... Yes, I have considered the confining clothing site as well. If I ever finish a reasonable segment, I may submit to both. I find the stories on Confining clothing quite fun if sometimes a bit long winded. Sir tends to find insufficient descriptions of the actual confining clothing .. too may words, he says. He makes a great editor!


Anonymous said...

finally a new post!however, some new burqa photos would be great too:) I am sure that your stories are as well written as your your blog, so let us enjoy them!


Airmat said...

Great to see new entries again! Wow.

Regarding the 1st Anon, don't waste any time on a troll who does not even dare to use his account to post. "money" does not feed a country. Food does. And food is bought and agriculture being built up with the money you spent on latex... all major labels by latex from 4D or radical, both companies in Malaysia and China as far as I know. 2nd world or 3rd world? This "latex money" puts people there into jobs, and this is what keeps an economy running. Circulation. Giving a fish or a fishing pole? But I would not discuss that with "anonymous".

Kudos for your courage and lifestyle. I was reading your blog quite a while and it was about time I drop a few lines here in the comments.

Sleeping in a vacuum bed? OMG... I spent about 5 minutes in one, I cannot even imaging what that would be like. Heaven or hell?

You are so deep into rubber I could not guess if I (as a moderate latex lover) would see this continuous rubber coverage as a blessing or a curse. Is it possible to suffer from too much deliciousness? I can only imagine your lifestyle as loving chocolate and then eating nothing but chocolate. Do you still love it? Do you still feel it or does it become mundane? Is the special feeling of rubber lost when you have no nakedness to compare it against?

If I were a woman I would just apply for a summer as a rubber maid with you guys just to find out the answers to these questions (read about your former maid in earlier posts). It's almost Nietzsche, you need the bad to measure the good against it.

All the best,

John said...

Thank you for sharing your story with the Confining Clothing group. I enjoyed it and hope to be able to read more.
As for the other 'long winded' stories on the CC group, as I am one of the more consistent providers of 'words', I can assume that I am included in that group and admit my guilt. But in my defense, I continue to ask for help and advise. Any would be appreciated. The more detailed the better.

gummitaucher said...

Dear Latexlady,

Thank you for sharing your story on the yahoo site !

I can´t wait to read more.

best regards

Anonymous said...

Dear Latex Lady. Your earlier years had many entries, BUT now we hardly hear from you. I suggest that you do as before,and write more often..../J