Play It Safe! Masturbate or Find a Married Man!

Oh! My Good n Plenty....very simple, very basic but very reliable. No this baby did not blow up inside of me like the vibrator that I told you about in my podcast. No embarrassing moments with this baby. And that case, it comes with me to many little outings!! So this is the good n plenty! Actually, I wrote about it back in October! So I started reading some of my old posts and I was dying!

So I am exhausted. Yup! Gave a 2 1/2 hour presentation today ran home for a phone interview, had appointments this morning...none stop! I can barely keep my eyes open. BUT...I did take the time to check my Ashley Mail that has been piling up. Yes, I know..........no more frogs! I know, but what happens if one of them is sitting in the Ashley Mail and he is Mr. Married Prince Charming?!

Well ladies, I have to say there are some fine specimens on that site and you can join for FREE! Men, you have to pay. Yeah you can join for free BUT you won't be able to write to the women so I think that would be torture! Anyway, I went to the mail because I am now going to officially declare single men off limits. Yup! It's only the personal sites for me. It's more equal playing ground, it's safer AND for the most part, if you are looking for an affair partner. That's it..the spouse and the partner.

I came up with this conclusion when Mr. Backgammon hinted about his weekend. Whether it was true or not, he was with two women he barely knew. Hence, I forgot my single days of more than one partner. So I know that I am never meeting him....so lesson learned.

Play it safe! Masturbate!!
or find another married person and what better way than on the married sites..... so I say, just one more frog!! And before you ask....Click here for the Ashley Madison Site (I forget some of you are newer to my blog---I will try and remember to link).

Doing It On The Dance Floor With The Eyes of Sin

Wow! Talk about a dream. Usually I don't remember them but lately now and then I have one that I wake up in disbelief (and very horny). I usually don't know where they come from but this one....I knew.

I dreamed that I went to this hot new night club to celebrate my birthday. I was with my married girlfriends so it was going to be a very respectable evening (damn). When we got there, the music was blasting and the room was filled with lots of gorgeous men. However, there was a beam of light focusing down on this one hot man. I was mesmerized by his dark eyes...sinful eyes. I couldn't stop staring........I was drawn to him on the dancefloor and our eyes connected.

We started dancing really close and moving up and down each others bodies. I could feel him getting hard and it was making me hot. Our eyes were still connected through the whole dance. His hands wandered up and down me and I could feel the wetness between my legs. I could feel his breath on me.......our hands were all over each other and he slipped his hand under my skirt on the dance floor. I could feel him making his way into my underwear and I just let him. The next thing I knew, being in that spotlight, he started to undress me. Slowly, I could feel my clothes slipping off my body. I started to undo his pants with his bulge quite prominent...yes he was big and thick. There were no doubt this man had the package.

We started to fuck on the dance floor to the music. I could feel his hot cock going deeper and deeper inside of me. "Don't stop, faster, deeper" was all that I said. He was holding me up and lifting me up and down on his hard cock, my hands wrapped around his neck. My body was totally overwhelmed with desire and I could feel the orgasms like a river of pleasure. For the first time, he smiled and we had obviously cum at the same time. Our eyes connected through this whole thing...he slowly put me down, we dressed and I walked back to my friends as if nothing happened. Nobody even saw this whole thing happen. The entire time people were dancing around us and no one saw us in this spotlight in the center of the dance floor.

I went back to my friends and was laughing, drinking and just having a great time. And that was it. I woke up wet and quite confused. But that man was certainly still in my head. I think he was Mr. Backgammon..lol

Well, it's obvious that the dream came from my birthday being right around the corner. Damn! I haven't even gotten used to being 40 and I am moving on to 41! I am not very pleased with that. And yes, I am planning to go out dancing with my girlfriends but you can be guaranteed NOTHING like that is going to happen......I have a reputation to uphold here. So yes, this is going to be a touch week in anticipation to my birthday on Sunday.

Funny, last week I was so stressed to escape I made a bunch of lunches. Actually, ones that I know are going no where but I needed to escape. Yes, Booty Caller, Mr. Divorce Lawyer, Mr. Chiropractor AND this weekend I spoke with Mr. Government . I know, I know.....a distructive week and what the fuck was I thinking? Well, I am cancelling two of the 4. Yes, I am going to go to lunch with Booty Caller AND you guess it.....Mr. Government. But just lunch.

Reality, I'm waiting for Mr. Navigator to return to see if this goes anywhere. Now that he will be back from his trips, we'll see if there is any potential. Booty Caller blew his chance a long time ago and Mr. Government........well since I already have slept with him......I leave that option open. Actually, I think we need to start again....as friends....and see where that takes me.

So, what's the chance that I will find my Mr. Married Prince Charming before my birthday??? Betcha I got a better chance of getting struck by lightning and winning lotto in the same day!!

Cybersex=Resumes=Mental Masturbation=Fantasy Cutout!

As I was sending out resumes today (something I find to be like mental masturbation!) because everyone writes what the company want to hear. Well I know there needs to be a starting point but truth is, I give much better one on one communication than can be interpreted from the words on my resume. So, I hope my resume can build a picture of who I am...just enough to get myself into the door.

Anyway, my mind started slipping into Cyberspace again. I had another hot session with Mr. Backgammon Boy Toy. We both admitted that it just gets us so HOT!! His words of how he wants to suck on my nipples and descriptive words on how he wants to take them in his hands and slowly an dgently massage them until they are hard and erect. The words make then seem soo visual...like I can almost feel him touching my breasts. I certainly feel the tingles and the wetness develop in between my legs.

But the reality is, he is a male chauvanist, controlling man. I can just tell. Thankfully, I am too smart to see how he avoids questions but tries to get as much information as he could out of me......oh Cheri is no dummy. He knows nothing about me really. Just my sexual enjoyments, my desires, my lusts.......and my email (a different one so I can easily disappear into cyberspace)!

The reality about Cybersex is that 90% is in your head....a person appears, you know a little about them and then you make a whole story.....your story in your head. Their written words help feed your desires.....but its your own inner soul and burning desires that really make the person. So, in reality, a cyber partner can be sooooo easily replaced and a new one found. It's my old cutout theory!! Place your face in this hole and you fit my fantasy!

Now of course, as time goes on...you may start to get to know someone much deeper and then there becomes a real emotional connection but the truth....it still isn't real. That person doesn't share in your day to day triumphs and falls, they don't get your pissy mood.......they only get you when you are in the mood for them.

Well, I think that's why cybersex is such a turn on to me right now. Its' fulfilling a void but on my terms. It took me awhile to realize that even the guys I meet online, are pretty much easily replaceable. Yeah! Mr, Government hurt...but that's because we actually had a physical relationship that still is dragging on (although I pretty much left him behind mentally answering every other text message now) and then all the others. But I survived and I found another to tickle my fancy. So, I think I am getting better at this Cyberworld stuff. I've managed to find a balance.

Chris, he's another story. Ouch! our parting words hurt. But I am okay with it. I miss him, I miss the IM's all day, I miss the joking, I miss our shared interests...I thought he was my friend. But I will survive. Oh! I won't kill you with the song now!!

Well back to resumes........back to mental masturbation.....with a little Net Sex to fill up my free time. Hey, after my session last night with Mr. Backgammon, I was so horny, I had to release my tension. Rarily do I masturbate with the hubby right next to me but there was not way I could fall asleep with such a tightness and wetness in between my legs. So out came the Good N Plenty. Yes, he's sleeping next to me and I am fantasizing and using my little sex toy. Poor thing! If he only knew what he was missing, he would have woken up in a second!!
Sweet Wet Dreams!

Cheri's Cybersex Poem- A Million Miles Away

I sat down to post and one of my drama poems started to flow....hope you enjoy!!

A Million Miles Away
By Cheri

You cannot see me.....
I am a million miles away
You cannot touch me....
I am a million miles away
Yes...you can feel me...
I can feel you...
You can feel my lips as they explore your mouth
You can feel my lips as they begin to move south
I can feel the tingles beginning,
But you are still a million miles away..
I can feel your lips as they explore my breasts and my nipples as you suck,
I can feel your desire, your heat, your passion to take me and fuck,
But you are a million miles away....
The wetness I feel, the tightness in my lips as I want you to touch me,
I imagine your hand on your cock as you are imagining and longing for me,
But you are a million miles away...
The pulsations are intense, I must relieve this pressure, I am totally with you,
I slowly move my hand to my clit, and imagine your hand there with me too.
But you are a million miles away...
The typing was fierce, but now it has stopped......our connection is reaching a million miles away,
We're both reached the point of no return and there is nothing left to say,
You have fulfilled me, you have made my juices flow and my head is flying high,
You have released your cum into a towel...will you tell me or will you lie?
So yes, we never touched, we never have spoke-- yet we shared a few moments of ecstasy,
A million miles away..yet you felt like you were right next to me.
A million miles away......

Too Much Cybersex on the Backgammon Table

Yup! Life changes can be exhausting. It's the new job search. I'm sure it has nothing to do with the fact that I was up till 3AM cybersexing in the backgammon room. That backgammon room is filled with horny men, I've even developed a stalker. No I didn't cyber with him but he kept trying to pull me there. Hello?! Am I stupid. Do I look like I was born yesterday? Please, I am not stupid enough to be lured in. However, the game is not backgammon but to keep them at a distance long enough when you are winning a game. You see, if I just leave..then he wins. Bullshit!! I am a tough one, you are not going to chase me away with some cyber talk.

Zorro keeps yelling at me. Just click them off. I am too nice. But I did last night so hopefully he got the message after the 5th decline!! I have been spending a lot of time with my Backgammon Boy Toy doing Cyber. Did I tell you he has amazing dark, mysterious eyes? They are eyes that go right through you. Somehow his words are so tantalizing!! He's able to float me into cyberspace as we play backgammon with talk of what he wants to do to me. That hot body doing wild things to me is more than I can stand. I feel myself being pulled into the screen, I can feel my juices starting to flow. I can feel his lips going down my neck and imagine him screwing me on the side of his chair. It helps when he sent me pix to see it all.

I have a new friend.......Curious George!! Well he's an old friend in a way with a new spin! He lives close, he's very cool and he can write the most amazing erotica. I get very turned on from his writing. Hmmm....possibilites are definitely there. I like that he is very smart yet he has this hidden wild side!! Yes, Curious George has that innocent way about him. But he can be that curious bad monkey anyime and do havoc on me ANY DAY!!

And then Mr. Navigator.......well the meeting isn't happening because his wife got real sick. But, we did have an amazing webcam session and we have been emailing hourly the last two days. I'm glad to report, the momentum has improved... He's out of town again.....but MArch is right around the corner. He has this way that he jerks off that is so enticing. It's slow, its steady, its so specific. I can tell that he doesn't alter from it. Well he hasn't been with Cheri yet. I am going to alter that penis in many ways!! I can't wait. I love that I am so attracted to him and we are also never at a loss of words. To me, that is key. A real friendship exists!!

So that's a quick rundown...too much cybersex and webcamming for me this week. I like the real thing. I like to get it doggie style!! Damn! Cheri needs a nice big thick penis.......talking about thick penis'......I have been good--I haven't contacted Chris. And I'm not. IT was different this time...he lunged at me. So if he wants a friendship---you have to fight for this stubborn PITA bitch!!!
Sweet Wet Dreams------

CyberFlirting , Light Bondage and A Natural Phenomena

Well I went on a roll for this podcast. Probably too much but hey, ever hear of fast forward!!

This podcast was about introducing Light Bondage into your relationships.....blindfolds, slings, cuffs......nothing too over the top. I discussed Cyber Flirting since I seem to be doing it a little more these days. Told my podcast audience about the funny story of my crown breaking and poor Mr. Government's bruised penis and that was about it. So you are all going to listen right?!
Press here to listen

Look!!! Look what I found. I felt like I found a treasure!! Another natural penis like the rock. This one is made out of wood. Hmm...another great rider, except he should have had a female sitting on it. How hysterical that I would find another natural phenomena penis!





Okay, things are going well with Mr. Navigator. I'm afraid to talk about it. A little picture exchanges (which I have never done before), a little webcamming and a lot of cybersex talking. We are suppose to meet this week. but I don't want to say anymore. Afraid to jinx it and I don't want to get excited. I am still focusing on March but we will see.

Well Boy Toy on the Gaming Room turned out to be a real hottie. Was I surprised. You know when you expect some okay person---he is sinfully delicious. He has these deep, deep eyes. The ones that have that sinful look. I am trying to stay away though. He breaks all the rules of Smart cheating. 1-he is almost divorced 2- He is 30!! Enough rules broken there but he is very sexy.

Okay, to bed for me! Yes, I need some rest. I can't wait to share my escapades with Mr. Navigator. I can't believe I sent him a pix of me!(yes, some nudity involved).
Sweet Wet Dreams!

When Depressed-Podcast Of Course

The Party is Over! The hubby is home. I can feel the suffocation already. It was so nice to be able to blog, podcast, IM, text whenever I wanted to. Keep my sound on the computer. Now, it's back to sneaking.

I seem to have a new attitude today. Don't know if it's good, bad or basically indifferent. Just I don't seem to care as much. What does that mean? Mr. Navigator emailed today--we're trying to choose dates to meet and of course, he's warning me already of all these meetings. Not holding my breath on this one. I do think he's into us, I just think he's realistically too busy for an affair. Or let me rephrase- to busy to have an affair with me--Miss. PITA.

The last day, I have been in a little destructive mode, basically causing cybersex havoc. Found myself a boy toy online (30) and enjoyed de-virginizing him into the Cybersex world. Met an innocent man who was on business and playing backgammon and pulled his butt in too (not too bad though just some Cyber Flirting). Went to Ashley, found a cute guy with an amazing body. Decided I needed a 6 pack to get me out of my blah mood. Well, 6pack is very cute and we'll see how it goes. Already he's been emailing how excited he is to meet me.

Sigh! Cheri has been a bad, bad girl. These poor innocent men don't stand a chance when I get in a destructive mood. And I feel like I am having sex in public places now, on the backgammon tables in Yahoo!! Oh, I have to stop this. I know it's not good and I vow tomorrow to get back on track. Hey, a little destructive behavior can help mend a girls sad heart!

Well, I did do my podcast today! I love podcasting! This one is a little long but I had fun doing it. I will have to give you details tomorrow because I have to go to sleep now. But......the topics include the 5 senses, light bondage and Cyber FLirting. I could always think of my backgammon escapades as research right?? Poor little 30 yr old boy toy just sent me an email as I am typing. I need to find him a nice girl to play with.

Okay, tomorrow back to reality. Looks like I might have to go back to work full time real soon. The party is over....Cheri is going to go back into the real world and become a working girl (for someone else). I loved working from home for myself BUT with the hubby out of work, I am going to have to close the biz to support the family. Aaah! But tonight, I am going to forget for a little bit and jump on the backgammon tables.
Sweet Wet Dreams Till Tomorrow!!
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Closure-Finding the Strength-Singing the Blues

The hardest thing is when you have to let go of something that you really care about. I don't know why I care so much and obviously I felt more of a connection that my Soulmate Chris did.

With Chris, it was totally a soulmate thing. The connection I felt with him was probably something I have never felt with someone else. It was all our common interests, our similiar thinking and the fact that he was able to motivate me to do so many things in my life. He was able to get me to take action on things. He was able to reach deep inside of me and get my inner soul to take action. At least when he was there for me (which has been awhile).

Our relationship was never easy. In fact, it was explosive. We were so good for each others minds in some ways and yet poisonous in others.

Did I feel more for him than friendship? Yeah, I did for a long time. Probably because it wasn't a pure physical attraction. Actually, Chris isn't my type at all. He's good looking but doesn't fit any of my past attractions. In fact, he had won me over in Philanderers with his words, his funny way and his compassion.

When we met, it was electrifying. I've never felt such a balance in my heart or my soul when he held me in his arms or he kissed my lips. Even during our horrible fucking session.......I remember saying how he fit perfectly........and he did!

So we moved on to friendship and I truly moved on in my search for Mr. Married Prince Charming. Knowing that he was right. Our friendship was worth so much more than some fucking sessions.

And now, our friendship is gone. Sometimes words run just too deep, hurt too much and you wake up and say...he doesn't care about me. So today, I layed it all on the line. Fight for our friendship. Show me that it is worth the saving! But he refused to. He refused to fight to save it. It's too high maintenance, it's too hard for him (funny how I thought I was working much harder at it).

So, I wanted him to make the decision and he did. So I put together all his website stuff that he would need, sent anything that would require any further communications AND packed it all up and emailed it to him.

So now, my soul and my heart does hurt. And the tears are falling from my eyes. It's like a part of me has died. But I know it hurts now but it will be better in the long run. I can't rollercoaster.....I can't look back. I need to focus on the future........move ahead.

This is truly the hardest loss I have taken in a long time.

So, that is it. Sadly it looks like the chapter of "My Soulmate Chris" has come to a sad ending. No fairytale endings here, just me singing the blues. But I have too much respect for myself to feel used like that. Too much respect for myself to accept anything less than what I deserve. And I am walking away feeling that I tried and that I will miss him terribly. And I do feel a huge void. But I walk away knowing that I was a great friend and in the end, he will be very sorry that he lost me, that he let me go without a fight! Ciao mi amor!!

Lust Is Blind

Reality, I look like shit right now. I haven't slept in days, I am getting the sniffles and I am cranky. With no makeup, no bra and no panties and in sweatpants and a denim shirt--I went to the convenient store on the other side of town. Yes, the part of town where I know no one I know goes.

I stop into this place often late at night for a quick fix. Always knowing that it's a safe place where I don't have to look like Miss. Perfect. There is a guy in there, that has a little crush on me. He always flirts, he's in his late 20's and he's cute. Tonight, I was even hoping he wasn't going to be there. Considering my look is pretty bad.

Well of course he was there. I walked in and smiled. His little boy face lit up. "You look even pretty when you have no makeup. You look so natural and like a little girl". Wow! This guy was good. He couldn't have meant it or he was blind....but it was exactly what I needed to hear after these last few days. Of course, as he was looking at me, I was afraid to look down---my breast must have been hanging out the way he was googling them. "Thank you " I said with a blush and a smile.

I decided this little boy deserved a cheap little thrill. So I dropped my keys and bent over to get them. Knowing damn well my shirt button was low enough that he could grab a sneak peak. And so he did. Little thing was blushing. "Good night cutie".

So my thoughts- -Maybe I should start playing with more boy toys!

TOXIC RELATIONSHIP- LIKE A DEADLY FLOWER

I've known the truth for a very long time now. And in fact, I have been trying to ignore it. Yes, I could see the writing on the wall but I kept searching for the person I cared about. I kept searching and searching because I knew he was in there. He had to be......but lately we have been living a scene from a movie-- Dr. Jerkyll and Mr. Hyde.

When you think someone is going through a rough time--you allot for their selfishness, their self absorption and their "ME" attitude. You allow that they don't seem to care about you anymore--even though at one time, you think they would have done anything for you. Isn't that what friendship is about?

Even with all the ups and the downs, you still stick by this person. The romantic feelings have faded, but you have a connection that you truly enjoy. It's like a beautiful flower. It brings you happiness, it excites you.... looking at a beautiful garden entices you to want to plant your own garden. So when you bring that flower into your home--the fragrance, the visual beauty--it makes you happy-it motivates you to do what you have to do in life.

Like a rose. It's beauty is breathtaking! Yet, the thorns will prick and hurt you if you aren't careful. You love to receive roses and you learn to tolerate (and be careful) of the thorns.

Then there is the MayApple, the Larkspur(Bleeding Heart) and Foxyglove. Stunning flowers yet they are all poisonous---causing you depression, anxiety, upset stomach, racing heart and illusions if you digest them.

Then there is the Oleander. So beautiful, so sweet, so fragrant.......so enticing yet it is the deadliest of them all. Digest this flower and it tortures you and then kills you. Scarily, many of us have it in our gardens and don't even know it's potential to be such a killer. It is TOXIC and you don't even know.

So in the end. Whatever the garden, if it doesn't give you back some benefit (beauty, food, fragrance)...it gets to the point that you would get tired of taking care of it. There is only so much time and energy you can put into it. And when the fucking garden just gives you poison ivy, kills your cat and starts strangling the other flowers---it's over. You realize that it's not worth it. Time for the weed killer!!

Last night, someone in my life sent me an email that I have never ever (nor would I ever) send to someone. This is someone that I truly care about, that I try to do whatever I can for him and he attacks me everytime. And we are talking vicious. And why, because I was annoyed with him because he took such an attitude when I said "Don't you have something to say to me today"? In a totally innocent flirty way.

I have moved on from him a long time ago as far as romantically. Yes, after our disasterous fucking section. And if he would have ever come to my blog....he would have seen that so many others have moved to center stage. He made sure he killed that garden with poisonous weed killer yet he is so full of himself--he didn't even see my romantic tendencies are gone. I am a flirt. I love men and I love to flirt. So to be told "I am creeping him out", "a romance that is nonexistent" and "That I am fucked up" . I was so taken back and destroyed. What romance?!? Then toturn the tables that I am SELFISH that I DON'T CARE. Those words hurt more than anything. Because with him, I give my all and have gotten nothing in return.

So we have said good by (again). And with every bitter fight, it puts a bigger wedge between us. And my brick wall goes higher and higher. And I have to remember you can't live on memories. You can't live on a connection that once was (no matter how intense it was for me), you can't live on the laughs you had in the past---you have to remember how that person, TODAY went for you, knowingly, to rip your heart to shreds.
Super Strength Weed Killer Please!!

Dysfunctional Frog Auction On Secret Lovers Lane

Cheri's
Secret Lovers Lane
Dysfunctional Frog Auction

Tonight After Midnight!

That's right, lots of dysfunctional frogs for the picking!!

Refreshments will be served--you got it! FROG LEGS

Feel free to browse the potential frogs still on the auction!




Soulmate Chris- Seemed to have lots of words today, but not the right ones! Great talker, horrible listener!!

Mr. Government-Excellent at playing the blues! Excellent in the pad!

Mr. Navigator- The Bull Frog- Great at piling on the Bull if you can get him to schedule you in!!








All Frogs Not Finding New Homes Will be Placed In the Cheri Blender

Feel Free to take it for a whirl!
Gotta frog you'd like to throw in or auction??

Happy Valentine's Day Dear Friends!

HAPPY

VALENTINE'S

DAY!!

With All My Love!!!


Hugs & Kisses!! CHERI

So how are you showing your love today to that special person(s) in your life !?!

My Week Of Freedom!

Wow! What a weekend!

All I can say:
*Adrenaline Flowing
*Body Fluids Flowing
*Hot Policeman
*Lots of Moaning
*Sleepless Nights
*White Powder



Okay, it sounded really great!? Well get your mind out of the gutter. The bodily fluids and sleepless nights were from the sick kids. The adrenaline and the policeman were from my little one who locked me out of the house. Yes, the police were here along with the fire department!! Quite an hour..... the white powder (snow) and the moaning is me after having to shovel the snow. Okay, this was not the week of freedom I ordered!

And I confirmed something this week that I already knew. You can only count on yourself (and those close friends that you have for life--the real friends). A taker will always be a taker. So this weekend, I put things in perspective. Let's see, I was home alone and there was 2 feet of snow. So who did I hear from? Zorro and Booty Caller both checked on me. Let's see, some key names are missing from that list don't you think?!? So Cheri is going to be a little less accommodating these days and a little more self serving! Oh yes, those missing names will have to work a little harder.

Mr. Government.....he has until the clock strikes midnight. If I don't hear from him, the next How r u? is going to be returned with a Fuck u!!

I have a feeling it might be time to order more toys from the toy company. It might be a long and lonely few months for Miss. Independent!!

Last Minute Valentine's Gift

Did you get that Valentine's Day Gift for all those special people in your life? If you didn't-- I am disappointed in you! Go now to my site and you will find something perfect...go, go, go!

I don't know why I feel compelled to remind everyone but I do. Hey, whether it's your wife/husband, significant other or your secret lover--

Do Not Forget! Even if they seem like they don't want something, deep down inside it is important to them.

Trust me, I say I want nothing but I will certainly remember my secret lovers who forget me on this day.

I'm not talking that it has to be big! But it should be an ecard, a text message--something to acknowledge the day. Now if you are in a rendezvous--I strongly recommend something more!

Yup, show your romance-I know the gift will be acknowledged in a yummy way. So, I have some suggestions on my site. Go there and browse--it's not the dollar amount it's the thought. My favorite are the International Star Registries or if they have a hobby or they collect something. Try to get a little personal. there is always the ecards and the e nude cards. A romantic CD...

If you can't physically send something--- send an ecard, a text message, a coupon for a romantic and lustful date with their choosing of whatever they want fulfilled. Send iTunes with a list of romantic songs you want them to download....get creative. How about some of those discreet vibrators that look like lipsticks, rubber duckies etc? Now that is fun!

Now if you do a Make Your Own Willy, I must know!! I asked Chris if we could do it and he won't (hmmm.... I will get someone to do a make your own willy yet!) Have fun, enjoy and be happy!

The hubby won't be around for Valentine's Day so I must live through you guys! I already got the dozen red roses and the earrings from the hubby. He knows those are always safe gifts with me!!
Sweet Wet Dreams!!

The Burning Desire In My Dream

Fast asleep, the text message came over and awoke me from my sleep after 2AM. "I miss you. How r you"? I smiled and rolled over and went into a wonderful fantasy and eventually it became part of my dream.

The doorbell was ringing. It's 3AM,, who the hell is it. I run downstairs and see Mr. Government at my door. My heart races, my nipples are hard but I can't give in. This rollercoaster...but he knows I am home. "Please open the door for one minute". I open the door. He's standing there with the Thomas Kinkade Angel I wanted. He must have seen me admiring it at the mall when we went. Damn! "I knew you wouldn't throw this at me". I thanked him and put it down on my table..a memory of him now forever attached to a piece of art I love.
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Thank you, goodby". He's not going to win. I have too much pride. I go to close the door and he pushes it open. "Let me come in for a minute". Like I have a choice? That body is killing me, those muscles....that hairless chest filled with ripples.....no he's gotta go. "I hate you. I hate you for the fucking rollercoaster ride....you show up here at 3AM and what.....what do you want? Just go!!" He grabs me and pulls me closer. Now it's out of principle. I am melting, I can feel my legs weakening, I can feel the wetness between my legs, I can feel my nipples hardening. But mostly, I can feel his hard cock up against me. "NO. I am not falling for it again...you are going to feel guilty tomorrow and disappear again. No". But he won't let me go. He just pulls me closer and closer until I cannot even struggle....he goes to kiss me. And I bite his lips. He pushes me against the wall and grabs my face...."oh no! You want me. I know you want my cock inside of you and I need to be inside of you. I'm sorry, its what we both want." He pulls out his handcuffs and he handcuffs my hands. Stunned I say - "Stop it, what are you doing?!?" Exactly what you and I want....but you know I can't control you when you are freaking.

He grabs me and carries me up the stairs. And leans me against the bed. I feel helpless, I am speechless and I am so fucking turned on. He's nibbling on my ear and telling me how badly he needs me. He's working his way down my neck....."please don't and please uncuff me"I say in a very quiet voice. "I'm not going to . I like you when you are submissive. I like when you are like a little girl, I like when you pearce me with those green eyes." He leans me back on the bed and his lips are working their way down to my breasts...he is circling my nipples with his tongue...I'm gone.....I love when he plays with my breasts....I have given in...."you win" I say. "I know, just relax". He nibbles at my breasts and then bites my nipple hard....it stung but it sent a spark down to my clit. My goodness, I really liked it. I could hear myself moaning. Was that me?

He worked his way down my stomach to my inner thighs.......I could feel his tongue just teasing me, I could feel the juices begin to flow. I have no patience.......I need him. Releasing my hands are still cuffed, I can't even reach for him. I am at his mercy....he pulls me to the end of the bed, so that he can easily kneel and take what he wants. I can feel his lips, I can feel him moving closer to my clit and then he licks it. One circle with his tongue and I am gone. "I need you inside of me". "Oh no, not yet my dear, just lay there and relax...I am going to make you beg for it".

His tongue was circling my clit in a steady motion. I could feel him spreading my lips to get even closer to my clit. I could feel him sucking and licking --I could feel my back arching, I could hear myself moaning but he just kept going till I thought I was going to explode... "I need you inside of me....", he places his tongue inside of me.....I needed him more. I needed his penis....I needed to feel his penis inside of me. "Tell me what you need Cheri..." "Beg me to fuck you". I couldn't, those words couldn't come out of my mouth. I hold my ground....I'm totally naked with my hands in handcuffs and a gorgeous man eating me out... but no, I wouldn't beg.

He sees I am being difficult...he knows I don't want to give in......he now reaches with his hands to my breasts. one hand pinching my nipple while the other is inside of me.....his tongue and lips are just sucking my clit and licking me up....I can't take it anymore........."Please fuck me". "Please"... "do you need me inside of you?" "Please fuck me, I so desperately need you inside of me"...........and I awoke.

God damn garbage men. The garbage men outside woke me up.....I was drenched, I was aching, pulsating and smiling. I grabbed my pillow tighter...but I couldn't sleep. I tossed and turned and thought about Mr. Government.....I checked the text message to see if that was a dream too. But it wasn't. Okay, I had to finish the job myself and fantasize about him..........I was going to have to soothe this pulsations on my own.....

The Warm Tingles Protect This PITA Princess!

Fate! I am a big believer that you make your own destiny, however, there is something/someone above that throws in little warm tingles just when you need them. Some angel has got a new truckload of tingles JUST FOR ME!!

I decided last night, that what happened with Mr. Navigator was for the best. I was too caught up in a whirlwind of fantasy with him. And in fantasyland, it only takes one mind to make it perfect--in reality, it takes everyone in the fantasy to make it come true. So, he may be my married Prince Charming but he needs to earn that status on his own. Basically, we will see. Yes, the PITA PRINCESS with the high maintenance tendencies is coming forward and so I should. I deserve not to settle and I am not going to....plenty of frogs for the pickin!!

So the "warm tingles"....I told you Booty Caller called yesterday in the midst of this whole disaster. We've become friends, he makes me laugh. I am going to lunch with him next week but the payback is that I will stop reminding him what a fool he was for his actions. Nothing more!

Another warm tingle came when Soulmate Chris helped me lick my ego last night. He always knows how to make me smile and laugh. Our friendship is going very well these days. I truly cherish him and we can "hey buddy" ourselves to death....it's just the way to push away those feelings as they start to surface a little. Actually right now, I like our friendship with nothing more (of course tomorrow it could change--lol).

Zorro talked me to sleep last night like a little baby. Placing me in a good frame of mind to drift off into dreamland. He gives me those warm tingles but he calls me on everything. He pointed out that I was being reeled in and out with Mr. Navigator (something he said from week one but I chose to ignore). Well I'm not into fishing (I am into participating in muff diving and I love having sex in water).... but I'm not into being teased on a line!

And this morning, Stud Muffin gave me the sweetest email to bring me more warm tingles telling me how special I am and how I should always remember that!

Now all these men knew I was a little down so I did have a real surprise in my sleep. I read a romance book which was boring and getting on my nerves last night. Of course I had to finish it but I'd rather read some of my favorite blog buddies fantasies than the book I read last night. So, I drifted off with the book still opened.....into a sweet sleep.

At 2:30AM, my cell phone rings which was lying on the bed. I sleepily picked it up to see a text message come in from Mr. Government. "I miss you. How are you?" Another day, I probably would have jumped up and text messaged him back but last night, I just smiled and drifted into a sweet, hot, wet dream...so that was a super warm tingle....waking up this morning with wet underwear and a smile. Details will have to wait till later (I have a conference call --but trust me....the details of that dream is etched into my mind.) Until later...... Happy Mental Masturbation Today!!

How To Spot A Millionaire

My girlfriend knew I was a little blah today..so she decided to cheer me up with a millionaire joke!

Three Ways To Spot A Millionaire!!

Millionaire #1 !!

Personally It could Be His Dick Size you know!!








Ways To Spot a Millionaire #2





Okay, this one, I can't even come up with anything....he as to be a multi millionaire. Honestly, for me, he would have to be a billionaire AND a new fashion of over the face turbons would have to be invented.......
this one had me laughing for quite awhile. What is the deal with these two?!?





Millionaire #3



And this is either a millionaire or a fetish thing.....

Yes, I have been doing a lot of research and there is a fetish of people who prefer small people (I hope that is the correct terminology).

As we can see, you can rule out his penis size!!


So that is it!! Tasteless (usually not my humor) but I hope it made you smile!!
Sweet Dreams

New Position Opened Again--Wanted: Mr. Married Prince Charming!

Scene 1: The door closes. I take a huge deep breath, I am home alone! Time to start planning for my big Rendezvous tomorrow. Read all your comments and totally agreed...it doesn't really matter what I am wearing, we should be so worked up....just jump in the shower and off to the mall!!

Scene 2: Finishing up some work, an email comes over from Mr. Navigator with the subject:"So........." . Okay we're finalizing our plans. I didn't answer his last email yesterday because I wanted to give him some room. I open up the email--- HE's CANCELLING!!

Last week, he had some minor surgery and now he has an infection (which sounded like it was getting better but obviously not). So, at the beginning of the week I thought he might cancel but he assured me he was great and couldn't wait to meet. He went on and on about how disappointed he was and we would have to pencil in another date. Ah, yes! But I know from previous conversations, he's traveling on business, on vacation etc.etc.etc.

So, I feel like a deflated balloon right now. POOF!! Yes, I am TOTALLY SULKING!!! Yes, I do understand (but of course, a part of me doesn't ). I am being a spoiled brat right now, I know but I was so excited. He seems to love the anticipation....I don't. Honestly, I didn't know how to respond. I fucking hate email. Now (just like with Mr. Government), I will get a knot in my stomach everytime I get an email from him.

PEOPLE......the telephone still exists!! HELLO?!?! If it's something that is going to disappoint someone or you know they are going to be upset...use the fucking telephone!!! Email to me is the chicken shit way out. Take your fucking lumps. Be a MAN!! Deal with it. If he would have called, it would have sounded more sincere, more genuine and I would have been disappointed but probably not feeling like I do. We would have finalized something, I would have licked my wounds and gotten on with my day a lot happier.

So, no lingerie (Marathon--I would have thrown it in my out of season pajama box-he never goes in there, but thanks for the concern).

I didn't know what to write back....so I just said "Ok. Feel Better. We'll try again soon". He felt the coolness and he wrote back. "YIKES! You sound displeased. sorry!" So, now what? It's been an hour since his last email. I haven't responded, I really don't know what to say (and I wanted him to feel a little uncertainty). I'm just going to write back the truth, who cares!

Well, blogger wouldn't load my pix so now it is 4 hours later. Had great pix picked out and now that is in the shitter too! My sulking has decreased, but I am still disappointed and really starting to question whether this will ever work. Reality is, he's another powerful businessman who barely has time to go to the bathroom. He travels excessively and well, it's not looking so great. Now relaxed, I sent him back a funny/guilt message. I explained I was disappointed not displeased and that I understood. He also has a lot going on with a situation at work as well--so I told him "The businesswoman inside of me understands but the horny woman inside of me doesn't"

Isn't it ironic that Booty Caller should email me just as I am writing this. Hmmm...do I dare? Well all this excitement ladies and gents over NOTHING but thanks for your support!!! Hey, anybody have a weekend planned where I can be a fly on the wall?!? Looks like all this excitement and I'm headed back to Ashley Madison next week.

The Search For the Luscious Lingerie

I admit it, I think I am very nervous about this whole Secret Lover Rendezvous. I know I am looking for excuses but I was making dinner tonight and I thought--should I sleep with him? Maybe I'm being too easy. The fucking internet has a way of speeding relationships up. So, we've never met and I know so much about him, I feel like we've known each other for so long--I even have a penis collection from him ! So what do I do?!? I'm usually not nervous like this...why is it different this time?

Before I forget, I have to remind you that Valentine's is just around the corner. Be sure to get a gift--try to make it one that has a meaning....tomorrow I will post more on Valentine's Day tomorrow. Yup! I did a lot of research to try and find unique and fun things. I felt obligated to find gifts that had a little meaning since I am always stressing how important it is to spice up your sex life. Go to my website, there's already a lot of great ideas up there and definitely more to come!! Rendezvous Radio Selection of Lover Gifts.

And did you listen to the podcast? No excuses, at this point, you should be an expert at both blow jobs and cunnilingus! I wonder how Mr. Navigator is at going down on a girl? Hmmm...wish I could recommend my podcast to him!

Well today I went shopping for that special lingerie. I came home with NOTHING!!! I have an image in my mind of what I want. Black, underwire a most so that my breasts are overflowing over the top (I'm officially a D ). Yes, easy access for him to nibble on my nipples. I would like something that I can already be wearing so that is more of a bustier and camisole type of lingerie. Garter belt and stockings, hmmmm.....still can't decide to go with it or not on the first rendezvous.

So I looked at Victoria Secrets and Fredericks. Victoria had two that had potential but the one I really like had roses all over it. I wanted pure black with lace. Fredericks has this dream corset. But I like cleavage and this doesn't have that. So, I still don't know what I want and Friday is quickly approaching. I want something that says WOW! That is extremely classy yet naughty at the same time "That screams I am a sophisticated yet I want to play dirty with you." Sigh! Reminds me of the Usher song "Yeah"---- "I want a lady in the street but a freak in the bed".

So, bottom line -I have no lingerie and I'm kind of cranky too. Hubby is basically leaving for a special outing with my son for a week!! Yup! While it sounds great, truth is I am then home with the toughest of the children. And he is leaving me with a lot of business bullshit. So, I am cranky, cranky, cranky.

So why do men always apologize for being busy? If Mr. Navigator apologizes one more time for not being able to talk to me, I am going to flip. I swear, he sounds like Mr. Government and Soulmate Chris. They all say the same thing---I am convinced that each one thinks they are the only person in the world that is busy. Hello?!? you have to make time. You have to want to make the time. Anybody hear of Multi-Tasking!?! In the amount of time it took you to explain how busy you were, we could have had a conversation already. RRRRRR !!

My theory is, where there is a will there is a way! So enough with the I'm so busy. So the fuck am I!!! I feel a little better now that I have written it on my blog. I know I am just nervous, I do know that. I need to relax, I need to forget everything and just go into my fantasyland. I need to think about all the fun we are going to have and how intense it is going to be when he is inside of me. I need to think about the first five minutes of us being in the room.

We will look into each others eyes. Each one of us knowing what the other one wants. My look will be deep and sweet. I will talk with my eyes and let him see just how much I want him. The eyes to the soul! Then our lips will meet softly. We will stand there for a few minutes kissing and then we will slowly start taking off each others clothing, moving our way to the bed. Still the anxiety and anticipation will be building. Now the question is....does it feel right?!

So, we are on for Friday. AS you can see from my entry, my mind is all over the place. I can't believe I tried on all the lingerie items above and probably 30 more--still don't know the look I am going for. Well sweet wet dreams!! And you are all invited to be flies on the wall in the hotel room. Hey, I feel like we are all good friends and just think---if you were there--I wouldn't have to give you a play by play afterwards!! LOL

A New Tax for Male Taxpayers!!

Subject: New Tax Law
INTERNAL REVENUE SERVICE
TREASURY DEPARTMENT11601
ROOSEVELT BLVD.PHILADELPHIA, PA 19155

Attn: All Male Taxpayers.

Gentlemen:

The recession of the past few years had decreased our national budget considerably; as a consequence, in order to raise the national budget, IRS developed a new tax law concerning your pecker. Up to now IRS sympathized with the male population, due to the fact that 40% of the time your pecker hangs around unemployed; 30% of the time it is pissed off; 20% of the time it is hard up and 10% of the time you find it in a hole. On top of all this, it has two dependents and they are both nuts.

Accordingly, beginning January 1, 2006 your pecker will be taxed according to its size using the "Pecker Checker" scale listed below.

Please insert this information on page 2, section 7, line 3 of your standard 1040 Insurance Tax Form:

Use chart to determine your category:

10 to 12 inches Luxury Tax - - $ 50.00
8 to 10 inches Pole Tax - - $ 25.00
6 to 8 inches Privilege Tax - - $ 15.00
4 to 6 inches Nuisance Tax - - $ 5.00

Please note:
Anyone under four inches is eligible for a refund.
Please do not request an extension.
Males exceeding 12 inches should file under capital gains.

Very truly yours,

United States Tax Agent

In addition, there will be a new Tax Agent that will be verifying your size selection. Please cooperate fully when Cheri calls you!! Those who provide falsified records will be subject to a substantial punishments and imprisonment in the Rendezvous Radio Prison!! Mmmm!!! Now that could be quite an interesting job!! What a way to start my day---role playing thoughts!!

Ouch! Caught In The Bikini Touch Razor!

Well this is going to be a fun week! I can already feel the excitement about meeting Mr. Navigator. I have those butterflies in my stomach, the tingles, the nervous, giddy feelings.

So, what I like to do is prepare for a "DATE". Usually, I start a day or two before BUT that would fall exactly when the hubby is going out of town. Let's see, your wife is getting her hair done, nails, pedicure...not that out of the ordinary. Aah! He's going out of town and I am shaving my pussy....hmmm....doesn't take a rocket scientist to start to get suspicious. So I started tonight. I did my hair (haircut tomorrow with pedicure and manicure) and I attempted to shave.

Well let's just say, Mr. Navigator better be worth it. I just had the experience from hell! I saw this Bikini Touch in the drugstore. Suppose to be "no razor bumps, no irritation, painless, better than waxing or shaving". Well, I decided to buy it. Yup! Suckered in to the tooth whitening kit and the Bikini Touch. The things you buy when you are nervous about a date. This guy in the pix had a great day compared to my Bikini Touch episode!

The teeth whitening went well! Had to sit around with this blue laser light in my mouth for a 1/2 hour. Hubby wanted to know if I was going to get electrocuted in the tub? Of course he's concerned! I am useless DEAD! That's one thing I don't have to worry about, he won't kill me. The thought of being left to take care of the kids and all the responsiblities scares the shit out of him. Anyway, the whitening worked pretty good.

The Bikini Touch was another story. That thing HURT!! It was horrible! Now as you know, I do trim and occassionally shave. Guys you know that feeling when you first get a haircut? You feel lighter, your head feels good. Well that's how I feel when I do a little yard cleanup on my pussy. I feel lighter, it's kind of sexy. But, not with that Bikin Touch. It didn't cut the hair, it was pulling my pubic hair out. Then, it got entwined somehow and I swear the thing knicked my clit. It's very sensitive right now. GARBAGE!!! Yes, I threw the sucker right into the garbage and went back to shaving and trimming.

I have a confession. I used my husband's razor. He is going to flip because I don't think he has another razor for tomorrow. OH well! I'll deal with it in the morning. So, I am back to the racing stripe and the couchy cream! Thought about this cat pix. Hope my clit heals by Friday!

Well, tomorrow it is off to Victoria Secrets. Looking for a sexy corset. Can't decide whether to go with a sweet pink, blue, green OR a seductive black. Not red. He likes it slowwwww and he's into lingerie. So, not sure which way I'm going to go. Any suggestions?!

Oh! new podcast is going up tonight, don't forget to listen!!! And thanks again to Hale McKay for these great photos---you are a doll!!
Sweet Wet Dreams!