Party At T's This Weekend

Aah! Screw it all!! Heading over to T-'s all night blog bar!! Come join me for a drink!!!

Half Full or Half Empty? Are they turning me into a cranky bitch?

Strangely, I have been seeing sides of me that I have found very disturbing lately. Yes, the whole incident with Mr. Government. But today, something even worse occurred. I realized that I am beginning to either be giving up in hopes of finding Mr. Prince Charming or worse, I am turning into a pessimistic person because of all these Losers I have been coming across.

You see, I have always been an optimistic person. The glass is always half full never half empty. I always looked for the good in someone and always gave them the benefit of the doubt no matter what.

I told you about Mr. Heart. He's the heart surgeon. Well, things have been going pretty well. He was a little wrapped up in himself when we first met but lately, the conversation has been really going both ways. He seems like a really nice guy. Actually, whats nice is that our "friendship" has begun as just that friends who like each other as people and are attracted to each other.

Well he's been really busy in surgery and has been calling when I can't answer the phone. So he's had to leave me messages. Today we finally got to speak for a real long time. The question,, what are you looking for exactly came up. I said, someone I can be friends with, I'm attracted to, that I enjoy talking to, make me laugh and someone that can take me away for a few hours from this life so I can escape and just live in those few hours. Experiment, have fun...someone I can trust and respect. "So what are you looking for?" The same things but I would love to be in love again.

Well, I have been accused by many that they think I am looking for love. Well dudes, you are wrong. I know because I got totally silent and freaked inside. Yup, I do not want to fall in love because the thought scared the crap out of me. That would be horribly complicated. Way too complicated.

"I scared you. I'm sorry. It's just it would be nice to have those feelings again with someone." He was sincere. He seemed to be honest. He seems to be so excited about us.

So now here is the pessimistic thing---I got annoyrd when I hung up the phone. My reaction was , great another one who thinks this is what I want to hear. Another one to go through the motions to find out he is just another dysfunctional frog. Another one who wants to play with my head AND worse...he wants to try to include my heart in this one.

Now the Gnyo said that to me too, but I knew I hardly liked him. And, Mr. Perfect also claimed to want that perfect relationship (and well I wasn't feeling it. He wanted to make up for all the years he was an ugly duckling and didn't fuck all those woman. Now trying to spout lines. Honey, you need more practice to sound realistic about it. To me, I am thinking can you spell disease????)

Anyway, I realized...the others I jumped in, I felt that early jitters, the anticipation, the excitement................now, its gone. I do like him but I am petrified. I am petrified to jump in again. Petrified to feel my heart get that fire again. I have built a wall....I wall to protect myself. It's as if I am just going through the motions to until we get to the point of something real. So am I missing out?

I am missing out. I loved how I felt with Chris and things were going well. I loved that feeling that friendship....I loved what it felt like with IT Man when we first kissed, when we walked in the park, when I played with his cock in the park. I adored the flirting with MR. Government, I was in heaven after the orgasmic meetings we had. But with each of those highs...........came a huge fall.

So the question...........is it worth letting go and enjoying the ride and probably taking the crash? Or is it better to stay guarded and wait till it develops and slowly test the water??

Hmmmm..........such a dilemna......what do you think?

The Perfect Man Specimen....

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Webcamming And the Love of Controlling His Cock

So I haven't gotten a chance to tell you about my webcamming fun with Curious George. It's really been a lot of fun. Actually, you know how I like to explore new horizons, push my limits--well this is definitely something new to me that I am so intrigued by.

I am used to one on one camming now (hee.hee--I can't believe I am saying that, a year ago, I would have thought that comment was far fetched). But he likes to be in the chatrooms for personal pleasure while we are on the cam.

So for me its a little strange because--I am such a one on one type of person. Yes, I am spoiled and selfish and want the man on the other end to only be thinking about me. I love the idea that just my words and my directions on how he should stroke his cock or put lotion on it....gets him hard. I find it to be such a turn on that through the internet, I can get his cock to go from small to rock solid hard....yes, a control thing but it is hot. Nothing is more exciting than seeing a guy cum after thinking about me and it was my words that caused him to go to the point of no return.

Funny, CG knows that I do not like when others are there. I like a cock to myself...no sharing. It bothers me in a silly way when I can see he is typing to someone else--hey this is my show, my matinee, my moment of delight. However, I think we have come up with a way that it pleases everyone involved. It seems I don't mind if someone else is watching and I am calling the shots.......like stroke the head of your cock, put some lube on, are you thinking of me?, faster, slower......giving the directions.

Actually its really fun...CG and I are friends first (which I like). I've come to the conclusion that friendship and respect needs to be a part of any of my secret lovers -- its something that I just need.

We are planning a secret rendezvous. Yes, no panties lunch. Possibly followed by the webcamming in a hotel room. I am so shy though.. I don't know if I EVER could be on a cam. The thought that the whole world could be watching me is a little unnerving but exciting in a way. I think I would have to start slow....hmmmm....like having sex by an open window across from an office building. Now, that is a little kinky--but its a controlled audience!!!

Years ago, I worked in this 50+ floor building. Across the street, there was this guy who would walk around naked all afternoon. He knew we would watch him, we even brought in binoculars (okay a bunch of horny girls). He was hot! And I never understood why he would let us watch him. Funny, it took me 15 years to realize how much he must have loved it.

So yes, that's my webcamming. I wonder if I will ever move on to that? WIll I dare push the limits that far?? Only time will tell I guess.

Sweet Wet Dreams.....I know I will be having them...

Your Theme Song is Back in Black by AC/DC

"Back in black, I hit the sack, I've been too long, I'm glad to be back" Things sometimes get really crazy for you, and sometimes you have to get away from all the chaos. But each time you stage your comeback, it's even better than the last!

What's Your Theme Song?

Your Summer Ride is a Beetle Convertible

Fun, funky, and a little bit euro. You love your summers to be full of style and sun!

What's Your Summer Ride?

Your Pick Up Line Is

Do you have a mirror in your pocket? Because I can see myself in your jeans.

What Pick Up Line Should You Use?

I love these quizzes and I am definitely going to use that pick up line!!

Damn they are so funny. So yes, I took a break tonight. I needed some rest and relaxation and some Literati.

Ah! Mr. Government responded to my note. Very scary in fact. He appeased me, controlled me, threatened me, sweet talked me and told me that he cared too much about me AND after that propositioned that we meet to be together. It was a controlled rage that he showed. He's very hard to read. He claimed he knew it was me on Ashley (no he didn't) and he was waiting till I tried to bait him. Reminded me that releasing his name would not be a smart idea, reminded me that he knew all about me as well, recommended that I not consider having another affair AND sweetly asked about my kids.

With an ending-- I meant too much to him (thats why he has stayed away) and that we should get together again.

Hmmmm.....do you see the vision that I see-- he's either amused by my spunk to stand up to him or he wants to teach me a lesson. another guy would be furious...not want to meet me. I am not sure but his desire to control his anger and sugar coat it scared the shit out of me. I can't believe he would not be totally pissed. Oh no, you don't just day oh I expected it, not smart chickie to threaten me, how was your day, wanna screw you again??

I backed down. I let him control the situation and admitted that he knew I would never do anything to jeopardize our families. I am not answering , he said we'd speak soon. Let's see when he contacts me.

I knew he wasn't going to be easy when it was finally over. He's got that old world attitude going on. A huge control freak. And my big mouth and "Spunk" usually doesn't go well with male chauvenists. I love when they take care of me and are sweet to me and they make great lovers BUT a disagreement---oil and water. So that's the scoop...let's move on to new men!!!! Yeah, I;m ready. Chris and I sat on IM totally ignoring that the other one was on yesterday. Two smiley faces for hours on end but I wasn't saying hello. Funny how its awkward knewing he was there.

So let's have a party!!! Whose bringing the drinks??? Orgy at Cheri's Blog Whew~~~ Pass the word!!!

Beginnig Again, Forgetting Sweet Revenge BUT the contest is still on!!

You are 76% kinky You are crazy kinky. Do you ever think of anything other than sex? Take this quiz at QuizUniverse.com

Whew! I thought I was going to be higher. I lost points because I'm not into six people in a sex chamber. But I got the same score as Stretch! We're twins!!

The contest is still on...but it's going to be just the best ideas for revenge. The reality is, I don't want to piss him off too much. First, I don't know him obviously like I had thought AND the man carries a gun. I have to think about my family and myself. So, I am not going to go for the revenge approach. Plus its not really me. I'm a lover not a fighter. But I was hurt. I have a thing with being lied too. I can't stand liars, makes me nuts.

So the approach I am going to take is that of closure. Oh yeah, I fantasized about being in his kitchen with his wife when he got home from work--the old fatal attraction approach..but I am not the type to do that nor will it prove anything. I decided an email telling him what an ass he is is sufficient with a few little clever remarks. Also, a few open ended words like--I was so angry I thought about--posting your real name, playing out the alias and meeting you. I am not going to say--but I decided to not do it. Just leave it flying in the breeze. And saying good by. I need to close this thing and move on.

So let's all learn from this. You know I had to turn this into a lesson come on!!

1) This is why you go for a married person. If I was single, I would have destroyed him. I had nothing to lose. I was so angry I would have just reacted. Most men and women will. Nothing is worse than a woman's scourn. So don't screw around with single people.

2) I was in this for fun. I have been getting hurt and I'm tired of belly aching. So its time to move on. Its time to throw the LOSERS out and move on....move on to brighter pastures. Move on to FUN, FUN, FUN!!!

Nothing serious, just fun. I don't want serious....So....I'm throwing them in the river and going back to the jungle in search of some fun.

I think I am going to throw all the frogs back....and start over. Maybe a new site, maybe just a few of the reserves. So, I have been bellyaching so much I haven't told you about all the fun webcamming I have been doing lately. I had a fun session with Curious George last night. Then I got the email from Loser man so I got side tracked. I will try and write more later about the encounter. He's opening a new world for me--starting to go into unchartered territory...absolutely yummy!!!

Oh! I want to thank all my blogger friends. I actually came to this conclusion from reading all your blogs and your posts on my blog. A mixture of wisdom, a mixture of fun, a mixture of hot sex thoughts..throw it in a pot and you get--- I'm horny!! Move on!!

OKAY, It's WAR....Help Me Get Him GOOD!!!!!-

Aah! My answer has come through. Yes, the bastard responded. And here is the response:

"Hello, I have been on the site for a couple of weeks (you fucking liar--you used that on me). I have met two women but they were not my type (oh really--you didn't complain when you were fucking me from behind and you came immediately, gasping). I am looking for a discrete (learn to spell moron) relationship mostly during the afternoons. I am unhappy in my marriage. I am looking to fill a void. I am 5'11", 195 lbs, short brown harid, brown eyes, no facial hair and muscular. I have been told I am handsome (gag me!!). What do you look like and why are you on the site? I will give you my name when I feel more comfortable. I am nervous being on this site (hmmm....that's how he got me--the old nervous little boy--pulling at my motherly instincts)..


OKAY............I NEED YOUR HELP!!!! Granted I told him yesterday that I found someone else but he is a liar. So what do we do about it.

The Get Mr. Government Good Contest!!! That's right. I am throwing a contest. I need to get him good. Of course I need to be careful because he has connections and I would never tell his wife. BUT , its got to be good. I want him to feel like a fool. So my dear bloggers and podcasters....give me some ideas. I want to hear from you all!!! PLEASE..all of you who hide out there (there are nearly 200 hiders--please give me your input).

1) I thought about giving his email out and you all could write him. But that's eh! Not great.
2) I thought about giving him this blog address. But I don't want him to know about my podcast and everything I write.
3) I thought about sending him a text message and signing it with my fake alias.
4) I thought about calling him at work (totally freak him out) or sending a package signed Cheri and the alias I used. This one is pushing it with him. Let's stay away from this one because calls are recorded and packaged are looked through.

HELP!! I need something good. I need to get revenge but in a control revenge. I hate liars......I really do. I have a thing for liars and boy oh boy I have one here. Why do I always find the liars. What is it?

And another funny note.....Mr. GYNO re-invented himself tonight under a new name on Ashley...how hysterical. He's actually the one who gave me this distorted idea to begin with.

Okay, I got my answer. I'm pissed but actually relieved. I needed the LOSER to say it to my face. I needed to know the truth, I needed closure. Now I want to fucking slam the door and have his penis get stuck in it. Any suggestions?!?!?

The Mr. Government Contest!!
Winners will get........hmmm....I have no prizes. When I make up Rendezvous Radio T-Shirts I can send you one!! I am in the process of geting a logo together SO if it comes to be.....you get a t-shirt!!

The Bastard Bit! Let the games begin!

Actually, I haven't been very horny lately. Finally!!! Well it took my life to crumble to reach this point (hee.hee).

Actually, I had a wild dream last night. I dreamed that I was with MR. Six Pack and he tied me up and blind folded me. And then it was Mr. Government that was there. Mr Six Pack was gone and we were screwing wildly. In fact, he was a wild animal taking me from behind. It was hot, I was still blindfolded but I could feel his body on me. IT was intense like those machines I told you about in my podcast. Hot and a consistent, inhuman rhythm... I was so wet, I could feel him slipping in and out of me and the juices dripping. We collapsed on the bed and he collapsed half on me and half off. He took the blind fold off and kissed me. With his little smirk, he then kissed my forehead.

I jumped up. Actually hubby was already up. "Are you okay?" he said.
"I'm fine, just still tired." I said. "Oh, sounds like you pulled a muscle or something, you were groaning in your sleep" he said.

"Actually my back hurts a little, I must have slept wrong" as I buried my head in the pillow and almost suffocated because I was trying not to laugh out loud. Thankfully my little one came and jumped on me so I could laugh and fooled around with her.

Oh boy!! I used to talk in my sleep , I hope I still don't. I used to walk in my sleep too when I was younger. I don't even want to think what I would do if I was sleep walking now.

Anyway, Mr. Government finally responded to my message on Ashley with a "hey, how are you? Any luck on the site?" Hmmm...I would expect a better pick up line than that. But it gave me the opportunity to say-- "emailed a little, sent pix back and forth and met one person. HOW ABOUT YOU????????? WHY ARE YOU HERE???????????????"

I can't wait to hear his answer. Actually truth is I can. I didn't think this out too well. If he says something bad about the girl he met, I will be upset. If he says he hasn't met anyone, I will be upset. If he tries to pick the fake me up, I will be upset. I'm not seeing an happiness in any of his responses. Reality, he still has a paid membership...so that means--he's still looking. Oh well. Funny, there is a pattern. He goes to Ashley every time I answer a text from him or he sends me one. Today, he sent me one. Tonight, he's on Ashley. He constantly asks me how I am?? I'm fucking fine!!!

As for Mr. Six Pack. I'm losing interest. Lunch was okay but no sparks on my end. I don't know why. Mr. Heart is interesting, we have good talks BUT he's another guy who loves to talk about him. Don't get me wrong, I love to listen about him. I want to know about him (Mr. Government was so secretive). But I find we always come back to him even when he asks about me. So we will see. Maybe I am just really pre-occupied. A lot has happened these days.

Sigh....Mr. Married Prince Charming are you out there ?!?!?!?!?!?!

The sexual version of a Dr. Seuss Book

Oh my! I found my second Dr. Seuss transformation buried in my bag. So here it is, the second and final transformation of Dr. Seuss..Cheri Style!!

This is One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish!!

1 Cock
2 Cock
Big Cock
Small Cock
Thin Cock
Old Cock
New Cock

From there to here, from here to there
fun cocks are everywhere.

Here are some who like to thrust.
They thrust for lust in between my hot, hot bust.
Oh me! Oh My! Oh me! Oh My!
What a lof of lusty cocks go by!

I see them cum.
I see them go.
Some are fast and some are slow
Some take me super high
And some just don't flow
Not one of them is like another
Don't ask me why, go ask another.

This one wins a star. This ones able to go far.
Say what a lot of cocks there are.
Yes some are black and some are white.
Some are old and some are new.
Some left me sad. And some made me truly glad.
And some are very, very bad.
Whey are they sad and glad and bad. I don't know go ask that hot lusty lad.

Some are six feet and some are four.
Some are eight feet and goodness some are more
How often do they cum? I cannot say.
But I get they have cum quite a lot day after day.

Say! Looks at all those orgasms.
One two three
How many orgasms its hard to believe
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11!
Eleven!!!!!
This is something new.
I wish someone would give me eleven too!!!!

Suck Suck Suck Suck
Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck
Big cocks are fun to suck and fuck
All girls who like to suck and fuck should have a cock like this with luck!
If you never did you should
These things are fun and fun is good!

Today is gone
Today was fun.
Tomorrow is another one.
Everyday from here to there
fun cocks are everywhere.

Dedicated to the woman I know who LOVE mens cocks (Lori, Scarlett, Sasha, Sweet Miss Mandy and of course, DES!!)

Thank you so much and A new Podcast!!

Thank you all for your kind wished and prayers. They really mean a lot to me. It's nothing serious yet, its more the unknown and what can be that really freaks me out. But, I am going to think for the best. My kids are THE most important thing in my life and trust me, I've already started to look into how this all happened and if there was a way that it could have been avoided. Yes, this is one of my hot buttons.

So.........before all this chaos started, I had done 90% of my newest podcast. So I finished it up last night. It's up and ready to listen to it. I love doing the podcast. I love sharing with everyone and researching funky sexual things. I think its a hoot.

This episode of Rendezous Radio contains an embarrassing moment with Benwa Balls that I had last week (which I didn't even tell you in my blog!), a rundown on the new teledildonics craze. You have to check out the websites that I talk about, they are so hot in a weird way. Let me know if you react the same way as I did---let's just say they made me so damn hot. And then my special dedication--oh yeah, to my soulmate. I don't say its Chris on the podcast BUT if you read my blog its a no brainer to figure it out. It's basically, I can't fight by myself for a friendship so I guess its goodby. And sadly, I do mean it this time. He would have to show that our friendship is worth saving and I don't see it happening!!

So go listen to my podcast!! www.feeds.feedburner.com/RendezvousRadio

or you can find me on iTunes under podcasts (Rendezvous Radio) OR you can go to the blog and listen (www.rendezvousradio.blogspot.com) whatever you feel like doing!

Thanks again for all your warm wishes.............they really mean a lot to me....really. XOXOXO

What a real crappy end to a day

Funny how in a 1/2 hour........so many things can just go wrong. I was having a great day. Met Mr. Six Pack for a surprise lunch (which was okay), spoke with the NEW possibility from Ashley (the heart surgeon--yes he is really a heart surgeon) and then I proceeded home. Isn't it funny how I find these men with different types of occupations?? Jokingly, I heard his beeper go off and he said he didn't have to get it. I made a response like..well it's not like your a brain surgeon that you have to immediately answer and he said..no I actually do heart surgery. I just started laughing so hard. I was only joking.

Anyway, back to the day. Within a 1/2 hour life totally changed after that. I found out, the motorcycle guy died. Tears came to my eyes. How sad is that. I am truly upset that I saw the whole thing and now I know that he died. Then, I go home to find out that the taxes are due (my husband forgot to tell me) and that while I am trying to work--he is suppose to be watching the kids this week. He left my little one totally unsupervised. He left the house, left her watching tv and didn't bother to tell the babysitter for my other child (who was outside) that she was upstairs. Now do you see why I can't stand the man??!!

And the topper, a letter came in the mail from the Department of Health. My daughter whose immune system is already compromised--was exposed the Tuberculosis (TB). I scheduled an appointment for her to be tested immediately and then again in 3 weeks.

Yes, this all happened within a 1/2 hour. First, I want to throw my husband out of the house. I seriously would if I could pay the mortgage...but since I can't--I am going to throw the covers over my head, grab some raspberry vodka and pink lemonade mix.....and just stay there until life improves.

So, sadly I want to dedicate this post to the motorcycle man. "I didn't know you but you certainly have made a huge impression on me. I want you to know that my you did not die alone there. My heart was with you, I was there with you. I'm sorry that I couldn't do more. May you rest in peace."

Egg On My Face--

Wow! I feel like a fool. And what better than arond Easter to be left with egg on my face. I told you Mr. Government bit. Well he nibbled and then went away. He decided not to pursue my fictitous listing. He logged on and totally ignored my request for a pix and to hear more about him.

It wasn't the post (it was exactly up his alley). It wasn't anything I said (because we didn't even get that far). So, he just chose so far not to respond. Very interesting. Could he be telling the truth? could he really be guilty and not into having an affair and just goes to Ashley to look to see what he is missing? Sounds like torture to me.

Well, he sent me a note wishing me a happy holiday (me, Cheri not the fictitious person) and he said that he was thinking about me. Tonight again, he emailed and asked me if I met anyone yet. This time I said there was some prospects that I was pursuing.

In reality, it doesn't matter. I feel better that he didn't bite and that he may be telling me the truth. It doesn't really change anything between us but it does make me feel better. Not like a fool. But of course I do feel like an idiot trying to catch him. I left the profile up. He still may bite but at least he didn't respond the first day.

Interestingly, I did go through some of the personals (oh you knew I had too). And I met a cute guy. He has no name yet, I don't know too much about him. But, now the dilemna....its under the fictious name. I shouldn't have responded to him under that name--I made a mistake. So I am going to have to either come clean (which he will think I am a psychotic) or I am going to have to lose 20 pounds before we meet and grow another 3 inches.

Sadly, I am a little bummed tonight. Found out that song was not for me on Chris' podcast. It was for another special friend. A groupie of his podcast. Hmmm...reality came pouring in. We had a good conversation but it wasn't the Chris that I used to connect with. Sadly our friendship has spiraled to a finish. He has new special friends to play with and I am not apart of his life anymore. Just finished my podcast. You know me, the drama queen, I had to include two songs that were for closure I guess. A friendship is a two way street and lately I have been going down it alone with him. He doesn't want to go down it and I have finally accepted it.

Okay, gotta go.....gotta start hanging from the door to stretch myself those few inches!

Raging Hormones Gives Easter A New Meaning For Me

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Motorcycle Wipe Out Really Effected Me Last Night

Last night, I had the scare of my life. It made me realize how in a split second, your life can be altered, your life can be permanently changed OR you life could be gone! I've had this happen before to me with medical issues to family members BUT I never had it happen where I was actually watching it happen to someone else AND I was attempting NOT to cause this person this change.

Last night, I was driving with my family on the highway. Four motorcyclers were zooming in and out. I hate when they do that. Well I was in the left lane and they were up ahead in the right lane and they zoomed into the middle lane. Suddenly, one guy lost must have turned his motorcycle too much and it flew out from underneath him. The motorcycle went flying, sparks everywhere.....my concern was where the fuck was the driver. He was rolling at a fast speed right next to my truck. Of course, I slowed down, cars were curving....I couldn't see if there was an accident behind me just lights and cars swerving....but he was rolling towards my car.

Funny how things go in slow motion. I am trying to figure out where he is going to end up, slow up without swerving and make sure that the car behind me doesn't hit me. Suddenly, the guy in shock started to get up and try to run (probably thinking he was going to get hit by the car behind him). My luck, he started running in a bent position towards my car. He was probably in shock and didn't even see he was running right into the path of my car. I made the decision now to flaw it. The guy behind me hopefully was slowing enough or swerved not to hit me (so he wouldn't hit him) and I could beat him before he made those last 6 feet. I had hoped to stop and shield him with my car....but even if the car behind me tapped me....he was going under my car. So I flawed it....

I called 911. The first call in so they asked 900 questions. My heart was palpatating. Then I saw one of the motorcyclers up ahead. He had no idea what happened to his friends. I couldn't get to him to tell him. The scary thing was there were hardly any cars behind me now. Which means they obviously closed some of the road.

So this guy had a huge effect on my life today. And I will always wonder what happened to him. I don't think he got hit by the car behind me. I am so glad that I did not hit him. I can't believe how much went running through my head at that moment. What was probably seconds felt like minutes....

My deeper lesson learned....don't just look at the most obvious of issues in your life because the ones that are the most important may not seem to be the prevalent and flashy ones. My family was watching the sparks from the motorcycle and how that was flying in the other directions, spinning and smashed into the wall. I was thinking about the life that had been on that motorcycle, the man who was in the dark, who you could hardly see, rolling around. Your eyes were drawn to the motorcycle like a deterrant BUT the real important thing was to concentrate on where the man in the dark was.

Okay, the obvious lessons.
1) Don't ride a fucking motorcycle and zoom in an out with your buddies
2) I should live life to the fullest everyday. The next second may be my last.
3) I don't get turned on by men rolling around near death on highways and I didn't enjoy the adrenaline rush!
(hee.hee--I had to throw that in, the post was way too serious!)

So have a SAFE, SAFE Holiday weekend!! PLEASE!!!

Successful Secret Rendezvous

What an emotionally crazy day!

I did meet six pack and well it went very well. Oh yes. He is much taller than I had thought...we are talking 6'5". But a really nice body. We met at a hotel lobby bar. The fact that we were at a bar in a hotel, added to the excitement in a weird way.

He's extremely nice. He's good looking and I enjoyed our conversation a lot. He's not a suave talker but he's sweet and complimentary. He kept telling me how sexy I was, how much sex appeal I had and he noticed that there the guys at the other tables head turned when I walked passed. Yes, this afternoon was exactly what I needed for my head.

Our conversation geared towards sex (of course) and we seem to be looking for the same thing. He took the lead. He is into trying light bondage, he is into sex toys and he is into experimenting with anal sex. Favorite position---doggie style. Hmmm.....sounds like we might have a match here ladies and gentleman. I liked him, no lull in the conversation and I was attracted to him. So we will see.

Okay, the romance. There was a dance floor and we slow danced a little, we sat by a waterfall in the hotel and was sitting really, really close.

The flirting. Oh you know me!! I can't help but flirt my ass off. We bought win for life tickets and of course I leaned over the table to scratch it off. "damn, you are killing me". He went and bought $10 more of scratch offs just to watch me bent over the table in that position. Finally, there was a little alcove, we were laughing and he looked into my eyes. Can I kiss you? I just reached up and gave him this sensual kiss, one that certainly was intense. Yes, I know I am a good kisser. Either that is a standard pick up line that every guy uses or there must be some truth to it. Every guy comments about my lips. I LOVE kissing. I truly do. It's so intense....some tongue swirling, some intense sucking face, slowing it down to intimate little kisses and even a little bite on the bottom lip. I love to KISS.....mmmm.......

He walked me out to my car. He looked into my eyes and said I really hope you had as good of a time as I did. I really want to see you again. I reached up and kissed him again---of course, I HAD to check his package to ensure he was telling the truth that he was so hard. Oh man, he was definitely, definitely hard.......his pants were bulging. That made me giggle. I said good by and that was it. Five minutes after I was driving home, he called my cell. You know I have such a hard on and it won't go away and all I keep thinking about is how sexy you are and those lips. Hmmmm....nice. So Cheri had a good day!!! Not putting all my eggs in the basket though. Taking it for what it was.....

So if I could ask for more? I would change two things.

1) He is the type who hardly dated in school. He just developed this hot body before he was really, really skinny. The impression I got is that he is making up for lost time. However, you know how I feel about being one in a million--not my thing. I dated a lot before I married and well, I'm not on a marathon. But we will see. He has already had 2 affairs.

2) He has his own company and it isn't doing so great. Looking to make a career change possibly. Okay, sounds too much like what is going on at home. I probably shouldn't compare but I have enough at home--he doesn't have to be a millionaire..just happy with what he is doing. Who knows maybe it won't be a problem if something develops.

So thats it. That was my really nice day! Sorry, no hot sex BUT I think it might follow with this guy. Of course, he's from another state. You know, except for Mr. Government ALL the guys have been from another state. So again, problem with how much we would see each other but not really. I'm not looking for a weekly thing.

Tonight, I listened to Chris podcast. It made me cry. He dedicated a song to a special friend. Sadly, I wasn't sure if it was to me.... Maybe he had found someone else. Two months ago, I would have said it was definitely to me but now, he hardly even emails with me. I haven't spoken to him in a while. I kind of feel like I have been long forgotten. The song sounds like it is about a guy who is just so crazy in his life, he knows that he has taken a toll on her life and she cares about him. And he says he want to hold onto her. So, that is the weird part that makes me think that the song is about someone else. Either way, if its for me its sad that we have gotten to that point ( I do miss him) and its sad if he is with someone else. Sigh.............I was in such a great mood, I usually feel great after his podcast. But today, this took me for a little loop.

Okay, snap out of it. Gonna think about six pack---maybe hunt to see if Mr. Backgammon is still alive--he fell off the face of the earth. Was suppose to meet a friend online to webcam today BUT my IM is all messed up. I'm going to try and re-down load it now. Maybe I'll webcam with Curious George for awhile.........yummy! So many delicious cocks!!

Secret Lover Afternoon Rendezvous

I tossed and turned all night. I'm meeting Mr. Six Pack today. So here's the dilemna:

Part of me is tired of these rendezvous' for coffee.
Part of me is not and likes the flirting and getting to know someone.

Part of me is considering to cancel because I am not feeling so sexy these days.
Part of me just wants to go and flirt like I've never flirted.

Part of me wants to be sweet and smile and go for the fantasy of the romance.
Part of me wants to see him, grab him and just screw his brains out.
Part of me is so horny that I don't even want to say a word....just head for a hotel room.

I woke up this morning and scarily, I am in the mood where I want to just release all my frustrations and just do something different........grab this man and just screw. Have a wild afternoon rendezvous like neither one of us have ever had. Meet in the hotel lobby and just go upstairs. Ravage each other without even an exchange of words.

Yes, I am scarily over horny today. I am scarily feeling super reckless. The good girl says meet him and take it slow. The bad girl says, "Oh screw being a good girl. You've had a rough couple of months, your horny, just jump his bones. Have uninhibited sex like you've never had with a stranger.

When I was in college, I wanted to see what it was like to just have a one night stand. I have always been in relationships and so many of my friends were meeting guys in bars and screwing their brains out. The one opportunity I had was after I had just broken up with my recent boyfriend. I decided "Tonight, I am going to see what this one night fling was all about". I walked into this club and at the door was this muscleman bouncer. He was hot. Okay, this is the guy. I flirted first , went inside and returned sporadically through the evening. An hour before closing, I went to hang out with him. And he came home with me.

The sex was wild! I wouldn't blow him, in fear of disease but I can remember being so sweaty and he had me in positions that I could only dream about. He also had no qualms to eat me out and his tongue did magic on my clit. When it was done, I remember feeling a wave of guilt. I kicked him out. He was stunned, he said you were so into me, you were so hot, we were so hot, what happened? My morals I said. It wasn't for me...even though it was hot, finding out who he was after was no fun. Took the flirty spark out of it.

So that always stuck in my head. Oh I screwed friends after that and had wild flings BUT never a one night stand like that. So, does this count? Would I feel the same way about this when I left or have a changed since my earlier years.

well, I guess only time will tell. Of course, I will have to fool around a little. I need to......the question is how far will I go?? Wish me luck!!

Hooked Up With Married Women for Dummies By Cheri!

I haven't laughed this hard in I don't know how long.....

Yes, Tony learned this from Hale McKay and he designed me a book. Thanks guys!

Here it is....if you would like to order a copy, please make your checks out to the Cheri Fucking Fund!!!

Have a great afternoon!

The Bastard Bit, This Means WAR!!

Today, I was feeling bad that I was setting Mr. Government up. In fact, I sent him an email wishing him a Happy Buddha Day! And right now, I want to stick a Buddha up his ass!! The Bastard Bit !!!!!!

I knew he would. So far a wink message and he added me to his list of favorites. So, I sent a wink back saying to contact me and asked for his pix.

Okay, this is a side of Cheri you haven't seen. I really have no enemies. In fact, most people really like me a lot. Can't even think of someone who doesn't. But, there is one thing I cannot and will not tolerate...is being played a fool. Oh boy, what a mistake Mr. Government. What a mistake. You have awoken a side of me that only comes out in business when the competition gets fierce. A side of me that most people rarely get to face.

This bastard has played me for a fool for months. Yes, you all told me he was. But he was so good stringing me along. He didn't seem manipulative......I trusted him because he seemed so innocent. "Oh Cheri, I enjoyed bending you over and I miss you so. If I was going to be with someone, it would be you!"

Okay, it isn't horrendous at this point. He hasn't done anything accept send a wink and added me to his favorites. Idiot, I winked you first..obviously I looked at your profile. Anyway, I sent back a "please contact me" note and I requested his pix.

I feel guilty that I have stooped to this level BUT I don't feel guilty that I am doing this. Look he may say, he's hesitant.....but why do I think he won't? My mind is racing with what to do with this. Lori, you were right. I have to ride it out.

So, there's three scenerios in my head so far:
1) Talk and just get the info about what happened in his last affair and then disappear
2) Talk, get info and agree to meet and then don't show up and disappear
3) Talk, get info, agree to meet him and then I show up and tell him what I think of him

"Nothing Is Worse Than A Woman's Scourn". So I am hurt and I am furious that I allowed him to play me. Granted, I haven't been totally played yet but its coming. Look I knew it was too tempting not to respond so that is why I have to play it a little cool and see where his head is at. I know its not worth it...I am going to have to stoop to lower levels if the game proceeds..........it's going to get ugly (so Stretch close your eyes). I probably will stop after asking about his last affair because then I will have to get fake pix of another girl, new email etc. etc. and he's not worth the energy. But I know me, if he totally makes me into a fool by saying something stupid about what happened in his last affair.....I will have to sqwash him like a bug!! I have to be really careful and convincing. He has declared war--I am going undercover!!

You see, he does this for a living. He works in a government agency that goes under cover. Without mentioning any letters!!!!---this is what he does. So, if I did pull it off, he would be furious at a whole different level than most men would be. These letters are his life and he prides himself on being so fucking smart and good at what he does. Oh, he won't take well to Cheri having played with him like that. Internally, it would rip him up if I succeeded and let him know.

He's a professional at mind games, a professional at forensics and I should have known....a professional at fucking with a girls head. I'm not sutpid but he has been trained in this crap. Damn. On another note...

So tonight, I was talking to Zorro who is going on a business trip next month. He's planning to get an escort for the night. I disagree with that. Personally, I think its disgusting to pay for it. But he has a good point, by the time he takes a girl out, pays for dinner, theater etc......it costs the same and there is no sure deal there. An escort, it's a sure thing and you can do what you want.

Well, I am helping him pick out the escort. I am examining the woman and I am going to pick the girl he screws . Something about that is kinky and strange but I love pushing the limits a little . It cheered me up as we looked together and I gave him my advice on the different choices. WE still haven't found the right girl yet.

And then it hit me like a ton of bricks. These escorts charge $1500 a night. $350 an hour PLUS a 15% gratuity tip. So, let's see..I could probably get nice money being an escort (and get laid). I am offering my services FREE to Mr. Government (and he isn't taking it). So, tonight I go to sleep feeling like a loser! (sigh) What a smack to my ego.

I have a meeting next week...Mr. Six Pack. Oh yeah! I'm feeling desirable as much as a person with leprosy right now. Gotta go get the fatigues out. The War of Declaration has been declared!!

Escape From Reality with A Secret Lover

Riding down the road, I am in a total fog. Life is definitely taking its toll on me. A nice day, I decide to stop at the beach before going to work. The beach always seems to calm me, to bring me the peace I need on a restless day. A little windy, but so beautiful, I just start walking..trying to keep my skirt from flying all over the place. I look out at the water and start to dream about what else there is for me out in this world. There must be an easier place, a place of calm, a place of happiness...away from the rat race. The tears begin to roll down my cheek, the hole in my chest is just so deep. I crave the passion, the love, the intimacy that has so been buried inside.

I sit down and close my eyes to listen to the shore. My head is down and me knees up. I love the ocean sound crashing at the shore. Suddenly, there is a voice...."Are you okay?" I look up and there is a handsome man in a suit just standing above me. "I'm fine, thanks for asking". But he reaches down and wipes a tear that is trickling down my cheek. "Pretty girls shouldn't cry. My name is Jason."

I smile and ask "so what are you doing walking in your suit along the beach?"
"I like to come here to think. Sometimes I need to get away from the rat race and listen to the ocean. I like to look out and think about a calmer place." Wow! "Wanna walk?"
And so we did, started talking about life and realizing that we are very similiar. We both are in a rough life with sparkless marriages.

I suddenly have the urge to reach for his hand. I look into his eyes and we both connect. I can feel the hole in my heart filling up with some spark and life. It's coming back to life--it feels so damn good. Our eyes connect and he leans down and our lips connect. The emotions go flying, I can feel my whole body wanting this man. Wanting the passion, wanting the warmth, wanting to feel his hands all over me. His hands are moving down my back and on my ass. I find my hands exploring his body and as he pulls me closer.....the life in his pants is quite apparent. I need this man, I want this man to take me places that I long to be. Without a word, just a smile...we separated and began to walk again holding hands. There's some cabanas right up ahead.....that's where we are headed. There is no words, just a passion that we both need to fulfill.

Hints For Finding Someone On the Married But Personal Sites

I'm not expert, but after Speakin' pointed out--the competition is fierce out there, it made me realize--maybe if I tell you what I look for, it will help all of your chances. Yes, I got over 100 emails (some were from the same people, so lets say 75 men).

Now you would think, sadly, that I would be able to find a functional frog that I was attracted to in that group. However, I think I have seen a lot of the names already so the list will certainly narrow substantially. So here's the inside scoop on how I weed through the personal sites:

1) Don't pick a ridiculous name- avoid 69, hot4it, suckme, ballman, etc. etc. they are raunchy.
2) Most woman are nice woman on the sites, not whores. So treat them with respect but don't be boring
3) Don't bother with the Wink Messages. It's better than nothing BUT you better have a great profile if I take the time to look at it.
4) Fill in the profile so I get an idea of what you are all about. Be honest, don't get crazy for things that you really just think are cool but aren't something you really need. Example--threesomes, dominance/slave, funky fetishes. If that isn't exactly what you are looking for then don't write it (you can say I'd like to maybe try if we get comfortable with the right person)
5) Don't write Conventional Sex only. Hey, I can get that at home.
6) Write each girl a personal note. In the subject like "Hey (whatever her name is)..she'll open it.
7) In the body pull out some key words she wrote. Don't sound desperate or raunchy. Sound flirty....give her a little info on you....if you can be drop a funny line but not raunchy or corny. Just be sincere!
8) Don't send me a penis pix...for women its not all about the penis. If it was, I could go to the store and get a vibrator that can do things a penis could never do!
9) For me, the guy who is not overly horny but looking for someone to enjoy afternoons with is attractive. Someone who is not too needy yet not hey, wanna screw?
10) Based upon the response I received the first day up--I would take the chance and wait a few days after she signs up. Your email will stand out from the rest, not be one of the first 100. The frenzy on the new meat will slow down.....and she will receive your email and probably read it.

Think of it as if you are marketing a product. You need to include reasons why she will want you over another brand.

So if I was a guy---I would write something like.
Subject: Hey Cheri!
I saw your profile and it sounds like you would be a lot of fun to get to know. I , too, am feeling like there is a void in my life and would love to get that spark and excitement back. When you get a chance, take a look at my profile. If your interested, drop me an email and we can get to know eachother and see where it may takes us. Who knows, maybe we can take that long romantic walk we both are into together (or whatever else she says she is into).
Have a great day!

None threatening, upbeat, intriguing, shows that it was a personal message yet not too pushy or needy. Kind of opens the door for possibilities. Okay it's not the best BUT it works for me. Can't promise it would work on another girl.

Oh! Also have a decent pix ready to send or in your profile already. Most women don't go for the old--I don't have a pix. The truth, if there is no attraction then it's a no go. And its better to find out at the beginning. And yes, it's a double standard. I don't send my pix until I think there might be an interest (after I've emailed a few times and got his pix).

And finally, send an email again a couple of weeks later. After the intitial kid in the candy store wears off (the first group of massive emails), the reality and all the losers are weeded out. If she didn't find someone immediately, she is looking for a real guy. So a Hey how's it going? email may get the response you are looking for (it worked on me a couple of times--makes the girl feel like she wasn't one of the millions you sent your profile too).

Well I hope that helps. Most importantly, be yourself. Honestly, everyone of you who comment are such caring and amazing guys. You're real, you have a heart, your looking for passion.......any girl would be lucky to have you. Hey, I am lucky enough to have you in a cyber way and I get all excited when I see your notes. So don't give up....there's a Married Princess just waiting for you out there. Like you tell me, you have to kiss a lot of frogs.

I think you all know that I have reviewed some of the married personal sites on my website-Rendezvous Radio. If you go to the front page, you will see a link to the Personal Sites reviewed...there's a list of them there. Hope that helps (hey, click on a google ad while you are there!!--hee.hee.)

It's Raining Men! Need a few?

So today I went to work. Returned and went to see if Mr. Government took the bait.

Well he didn't BUT 92 other men did!!! 92 messages in my mailbox. I don't have time to look at all of them all. Oh boy! I opened a whole new can of worms. It's raining frogs in Cheriland!!! Actually it's interesting to see how many men sent me emails that I have received from before. There were some new boy toys that I saw. And some with outrageous bodies. Actually the only one I answered was one who was looking for a woman who was into trying light bondage. He was really hot and well it's something I want to try more and more. This influx of men has not helped my raging hormones. Maybe if I just pick one, have wild sex, I can calm this inner desire that seems to be constantly on my mind.

Oh! I met Booty Caller today for a drink. He's so high strung, plays it off like he is so aloof but in reality (and he admitted it) he's petrified to have feelings for another woman. It actually was fun to go for the drink. We kissed each other a couple of times (friendly kisses) nothing more. But he has such a hangup about feeling something emotionally so we are going to just be friends (my choice). I need someone who is not afraid of feeling. You shouldn't fall in love but you can feel. It should feel exciting and fun and fresh!! It should be hot and lustful and enjoying! Don't get me wrong, he is a gentleman, he makes me laugh and he is amazingly gorgeous. When he was pulling away, I was so tempted to call him and say--meet me at the motel down the block. But that would have been impulse and well I need emotion, I need touching. I LOVE to touch!!

So I had a great day at work, a relaxing drink and I feel pretty good tonight. So what do I do with these men?? Anybody got a couple of hours to weed through them for me. Hmmm.....maybe I will start to let you guys pick the frogs I am considering. Hey, I am doing such a shit job, all of you would probably find my Mr. Married Prince Charming in a second!!

Sweet Wet Dreams........oh I know I will!!!

The Lowest Form Of Life

Okay, today I sunk to a whole new level. I wasn't going to share it because I am even embarrassed that I am doing this--but hey, if I can't tell you, who can I tell.

It is eating me up alive that Mr. Government claims he doesn't want to have an affair--yet, he keeps visiting the Ashley site. He claims it's because he corresponds with a few people and just answers his mail. Have you regained your composure yet??

Well last time I checked Ashley Madison site was a place for married people to meet and hook up. Excuse me, I don't remember reading anywhere in their promotional material that they are also a Pen Pal service.

Yes, I know he's full of shit. But I need a brick to hit me over the head OR I need to catch him in the act. Since the brick would hurt horribly, I have decided to sink to the lowest form of life--and attempt to catch him.

Yes Cheri is going undercover. Yes..I have chosen to bait him. How disgusting, I am mortified that I am sinking this low BUT I have to know. So now I will wait. The bait has been placed, the line has been fed and now I am sitting there waiting for the line to pull. I didn't blatantly send him a note...but I sweetened the deal by just adding him to my favorites and using just the right wording to entice him.

So yes, I have become an investigator--Investigator Cheri! A little sneaky and bitchy ..but I need to put an end to this bullshit.

Okay, tonight I will put up my last Dr. Seuss (and my favorite) version of One Fish. Two Fish.

Stay Tuned!!

Cheri's Version of Dr. Seuss

A sick child who is up all night and day,
Certainly ruins my chance to go and play,
Dr. Seuss is her choice of books to read,
Not another, not another I plead.
So now I am tired, horny and totally exhausted too!
So I took the weekend to transform 2 Dr. Seuss Books
Just for you!!

Okay---I am losing my mind--but sleepless and horny.....I found myself changes the words in the Dr. Seuss books. Scarily, my first transformation--actually needed very few changes. Was Dr. Seuss really just a horny man??? Was he into Kama Sutra?? Okay this one is torture--the next one is better. So if you used to read it, read it now to your kids....enjoy my version of Inside Outside Upside Down!!!

Inside Outside Upside Down

Going In
Inside
Inside a BOX
Upside Down
Going Out
Outside
Outside Inside a BOX upside down
Going on
On a cock outside inside upside down
Going
Going to Fuck
Falling Off
Off the cock
Right side up
Baby, Baby I had a cock inside outside upside down!