What A Hot Hose He Had

So I had a date with the fireman on Friday night. Truth is, I have to learn the single rules of dating. I am a newbie in this world. There seems to be rules and timelines and I have no idea what they are. A married man, there is no timeline. You either like each other or you don't. If you like each other, you plan for additional meetings and the wings of lust fly you away. With single men, there are rules?!


The fireman picked me up at 7:00PM. I jumped in his car. I hate the first second. Neither one of you knows what to say or think...OMG, does he like me? OMG are we into eachother? I have to say, I was pleasantly surprised. While he looked a tinge older than his pix...not much really...he looked hot like his pix. I was very happy and was hoping so was he. We went off to a nice restaurant where we shared appetizers, had drinks and even shared our meal. We had lobster and steak and scallops, shrimp and clams. We talked, we laughed and he did magic tricks. Very cool, he made the salt shaker disappear. He made a coin change....it was fun. We talked joking, we talked serious...it was a nice night. And the drinks, we kept drinking and drinking. I have decided I can't drink like that on first dates (you will see why!) But I wasn't tipsy but feeling very nice. The french fries came and there was one that was over 9 inches long. I am bigger than that he said and I started laughing. I actually snapped a pix of the fry which I will have to post tomorrow.


After dinner, we went to the bar for a drink and we sat and talked some more. He finally reached over and kissed me. Okay, he was into me. I thought he was, I mean he invited me to his getaway house for one unspecified weekend but if he didn't like me, he didn't have to invite me. As we were sitting at the bar, I realized this was the same restaurant that wacko pulled out his cock at the bar. He started to tell me how I would be very impressed with his. I giggled and said, oh no..are you going to whip it out?! I would never, he said. I would just show pictures. We both laughed. He went on and on how magnificent it was....I was laughing hysterical. I reminded him that he shouldn't praise it so much, I might see it one day and call his bluff.

One more drink, and I actually was seeing a picture of his cock on his camera. Well I have to say, first, that he is built unbelievably. We are talking he has the broadest shoulders and strongest legs. He has one hell of a body. And his cock, I thought you couldn't build up muscle in your cock but this guys cock is something I have never seen before. Most guys cocks have girth but they are wide with thickness. This guy's cock reminded me of a budweiser bottle. It looked really round and as thick as a bottle. Wow, this wasd unique. And in length, it seemed long. His cock looked like it worked out!! lol


After kissing at the bar, we decided to go to a local arcade place. In front of the place, he leaned over in the car and kissed me. It got really hot and intense. The passion was flowing and I could feel myself getting super wet as I could also feel that he was getting super hard. At one point, II knew we had to get out of that car because we were attacking each other.

Playing the games, he was shocked when I beat him at a skeeball. Eventually he figured out that the scores were accumulating but I denied it. It was too funny how he couldn't believe I would win something. Air hockey, he kicked my butt. I was pretty good at deal or no deal and wheel of fortune. We drank some more and we played the games and it was really a lot of fun.

At one point, we sat down at the bar and drank. The conversation ended up getting serious. As a fireman, he is faced with some serious things and well, one event actually has left him with some serious lung issues. He also told me that they found spots on his kidneys which he isn't checking into. That made me sad. I could tell that his eyes were getting a little watery. How this conversation came to be? We were talking about life. How you gotta live one day at a time. How you should just go for it and not think about tomorrow because there might not be a tomorrow. Do today and live it like it were your last day. (Okay, so now you must be seeing the frame of mind that was developing....drinks, hot man, live today....need I say more!)

We actually played in the arcade until one in the morning. We handed in our tickets and I got...a stuffed frog!!!! Yes, for my bed and I must confess, a Scooby Doo. Scooby Doo always makes me happy but then of course I had a fleeting moment of thinking of Mystery Man (which passed now that I know he is fucking around). With stuffed animals in hand, we went to the car and headed to my house.

Talking and laughing the whole way home. We got to my block and we stopped at the corner so I could kiss him goodnight. Well, that was some hell of a kisss....it was intense and hot and I didn't want to stop. Strong, his body so hard against me....I didn't want to sit there just in case my neighbors would see so we went to the schoolyard and parked.

Well, when we got to the parking lot, I don't even remember starting to kiss but it started to get super hot. And I felt myself getting super horny....and his cock was super hard and I had to see it up close. So as his hands massaged my breasts and he squeezed my nipple, I removed his cock from his pants. AllI could say is WOW. that baby was round like a beer bottle. He was super endowed, I have never seen anything quite like it...my hand didn't fit around it...I stroked up and down and he moaned with each stroke. And I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter and pulsating more and more. Oh my, this was getting way too heated but I couldn't stop. The more I touched his cock, the more I wanted it deep inside of me.

I pulled him over to my seat and we lowered the chair. His hot body was lying over me, his shirt was off now and I could hardly contain myself. Dear God, this man was built with a six pack and more. My pants were opened and his were too...thankfully we had nothing or we would have fucked right there. But he touched me and he could feel the wetness which made him moan even loader....I was still stroking his cock when he moved it up to my mouth...I hesitated but then I couldn't resist....he kept leaning above me and moving his cock in and out of my mouth. My pants were all the way down now...and I just had to rub my clit for one second, the idea of the car passing, us in the open, his hard cock and body, his cock in my mouth.....and then he said..oh man, I can't hold it, I am going to cum... so cum I said.... and at the same time, we both climaxed and he shot his load all over me hair and face....he quickly grabbed his shirt to wipe me off..I giggled. I can't remember the last time I came so quickly and got so damn wet like that with little help.

He drove me home and kissed me good night. I don't remember much about getting into the house. And I felt great. I sent him a text the next morning, he answered and said he had a fun time too. And then I didn't hear from him or did he say we will have to do this again. It just laid there and I realized what a mistake I made. I should have refrained but I didn't. It just felt right. Of course, my friends all yelled at me and that made it worse. Today, I couldn't take it anymore, I called and apologized for drinking and what happened.

He called back a 1/2 hour later....Hey baby, who are you apologizing to? I thought we were going with the live and let live attitude? I know, but I felt like it wasn't appropriate. Oh come on, stop it. He wasn't feeling well, had been at the doctors. I'll call on him to check on him tomorrow. I guess I like more definite plans after. Like, hopefully we can get together again soon?!?

On another note, Mr. Porsche called on Friday night, two times. I think he knew, I always answer my phone. He called on Saturday to check on me. And my buddy, Mr. Security, called today. He is going through a tough divorce and he needed to talk. I love that we are friends. The movie Hangover is coming to Movie On Demand next week and we have made a date to watch that together at my house. I don't know when but hopefully soon. Things are okay with us and I like it. With Mr. Security, I think its not the right time for us but for some reason, I think we will be together again in the future. Only time will tell.....

There are others, Divorce Attorney wanted to come over, Mr. Astronaut/the Cop and I are fighting over a threesome. I am perfect except for that is his words. Grrrr....after I told him about my date, he ran onto Ashley Madison and has been on there for two days now consistently. He's trying to find that perfect woman. I keep annoying him by writing, you will never find anyone like me..your loss baby. It's pissing him off...lol

A Fireman, A Dream Bed and A Pond Of Frogs

Interesting comments to my last post and certainly made me think. Actually, I agree that many woman may keep a little hush on their escapades (look at me!) but I have to honestly say, I think most have truly not had them.

As for the other men...interesting point. Truth is Mr. Porsche makes me very happy. I have been really happy with him and we have been having some great sex sessions. I also have been so busy that I haven't even been able to keep up on telling you all our encounters (one I still didnt tell you). As for the other men, there are many BUT none that has really made an impression. When online, I am finding that the beginning is exactly the same for each one so until one stands out from the pack...its almost not worth writing about them.

Mr. Security is back in the picture. We discussed our awkward rendezvous and he admitted that he felt guilt for the first time with this new girlfriend he has. Interesting...ok, I said. We don't have to ever have sex again. Wait, wait, I didn't say ever. No, I said. I insist, let's wait and just be buddies. And of course, once I said that, he has been calling everyday! Actually, we are trying to get together to hang one night and watch tv in my new theater room.

Today is a VERY BIG DAY FOR ME!!! My Four Poster Bed Is Being Delivered!!!!!!!!! And so are the seats to my theater room....OOOOOOOOOOOO....husband out and I am improving the area. I can't wait for my bed. I am almost tempted to cancel my date tonight so I can enjoy my new bed sooner!!!!! lol For all of you who have been around awhile, you know I have dreamed about a four poster bed for five years now. I didn't get it because first I couldn't afford it then I didn't want to share it with the hubby and I feared losing it if I got divorced. So today, is a big moment for me! The bed represents my independence as well as my sexual freedom......

Tonight I have a date with a fireman. He's sweet, a little too corny with the jokes and he is built like a brickhouse...lol His voice (a little blue collarish and a little too talkative) does not match his looks. His looks, if he does look like this, boy oh boy, I will be a happy woman. He is taking me for a lobster dinner (he recommended it) and then we are going to a local amusement place to play games, bowl, air hockey....yes, that was my choice. What was sweet was he said that even if we saw each other and we sexually didn't hit it off, he didn't care because I am someone he knows he is really going to enjoy being with. Isn't that nice?

Another cop has surfaced into my life. I admit it, I have been reeling him in on Ashley Madison. One drunk night I ended up sexting with him and sent him a pix of my pussy. I have been snapping pix of my pussy way too much lately. Even sent one to the surgeon of the past who has been IMing me again. Well now he is interested....lol I have such a thing for cops. And then there is the old cop who I can't get out of my head. the undercover one who wants the threesome.....we get so close to meeting and each time he starts with the threesome thing again. Grrrr....today I told him..well you hold out for that threesome, and tonight, I will fuck the fireman and tonorrow night a lawyer and you will still be using your hand!

The others I have been talking to? Honestly, I guess there are four or five more. But they haven't even made it to the gate yet.

On the homefront, the kid is running me into the ground. At 16, he is brutal and when he reminds me of his father, I could puke. The ex stayed away for a week and honestly it was nice and quiet. He came in last night, started raiding my refrigerator, fighting with my son, yelling at me....I started yelling....get out, get out....I can't take it. Truth is, he has the kids this weekend and I need a break from my son. He hasn't slept there yet, hopefully this weekend he will. I have had enough, he's wild and overwhelming....aaahhh, I may not even get out of my princess bed tomorrow or Sunday.

Leaps and Bounds Above The Others, Yet Sexually Not Enough For ME?!?!?..

It's hard for me to imagine at this point, what it would be like without my life the past few years. When you live something and you are going through day to day shit, you don't realize that your life is probably not the norm. Or is it?!

My neighbors husband just passed away a few months ago. I went over last night for coffee with a couple of neighbors. Woman chatting! It was then that I realized that my life is so wild compared to all of them. Oh, each woman admitted to an affair. But as I was sitting there, the question was more, so which affair do I admit to? It was also at that point that i realized that even though these woman had affairs, they were truly vanilla. They didn't use the affair as an experimental ground. The didn't have the wild stories of toys and handcuffs and millions of positions. At the quietest point of my life (now!) I am still having sexual encounters and seeing more men than they did in a lifetime.

One of the girl's is online as well. She is attractive but I see her as very prudish I guess. Is it my sexual appetite that draws men to me? I think a lot has to do with my blog actually. I have learned how to be open, express my wants and desires and not give a crap about what is prim and proper I guess. This one woman says she has a date or two a month. That she has seen one man a few times but she isn't flooded with dates. Not being conceited or a pompous ass, I truly didn't understand that. My reality is, I could have 5 dates in a week if I wanted to with good looking guys. At this point, I am blowing them off because i am too busy. She was shocked by this and I was shocked by her experience (or lack of). Ironically, I still don't know what I want. I yearn for that closeness to someone yet fear that I will find someone really special.

Gotta update ya on Mr. Porsche.....the sex has been fabulous. Even he has been saying that we have hit new levels. And I have a date this weekend with a very built, hot fireman. I really hope he is as good looking as his pictures. there is a blue collar smartness to him yet you can see he is rough around the edges. He's funny, he's nice and we have good conversation but as usual, I feel there is something missing. However, he is worth the meeting because what is missing may just be my white collar stick up my ass or it may be that he is a comedian a lot of the time but he's a little funny. I love the quick witted, smart humor more than a one man comedy routine. I guess Friday night, I will find out.

Ooops...I forgot to post this and left it in draft.....this was from two weeks ago:

Taking Mr. Porsche to the Place that I considered to be MY PLACE with Mystery Man was a big step for me. Granted, I know that Mystery Man has probably been there a million times with other woman but for me--it was our place. I was nervous that the flashbacks would be overwhelming. I was nervous that I would even see his car there and freak out...I was also nervous that Mr. Porsche was going to ask me about the motel and if I had ever been there before. I don't lie....I may not always go into detail on things and even avoid things at time but if he came straight out and asked..I would have had to admit it. Well luckily for me, he didn't ask. I did make a snide comment, did you tell them you knew me? you would have gotten a discount..and I laughed. He just grabbed me and said Oh for some reason, I think I would have! And that was the end of that. Whew....



So my conclusion is this place has magic walls. Location. Location. Location. And this location is smoking! the walls are acoustically padded with this special material to absorb sound (and it looks so slutty like carpeting on the walls). There are mirrors everywhere, over the bed with neon lights, on the ceiling, a full mirror on the two walls......even a shelf which is actually perfect height to use to bend over or put your leg up on for deeper penetration. the television has three porno channels....and wouldn't you know it, the one on was the S&M channel. Dominance and Submission, Mr. Porsche was into it.


His cock was super hard. Reality is when that cock is hard...it is huge. The S&M channel was heating us up even more....he brought our toys and boy oh boy....those eggs were vibrating inside of me. There was no slow in our approach...it was hot, it was ravaging, it was goal oriented. Yes, the goal was that we both would cum!!

He squeezed my nipples till I screamed....he slapped my ass as I begged for more...I could hear myself screaming but it was an out of body experience...he thrusted and thrusted until my back arched and I came sooo hard. I could feel myself dripping as my body collapsed on the bed. But he wasn't done with me....he flipped me over and put the vibrator on my clit. He knows that my clit is so sensitive, my nipples were pointy and I needed a break but he wouldn't until I came again....

And then we collapsed on the bed.....and he held me in the neon lights as we watched the girls on tv eating each other out. Yes, this place is magic. the room certainly adds to the experience. His cock was still hard and ready to go. I wrapped my lips around him and sucked as I played with his balls. One finger massaging his prostate...he was about to cum....oh yes, he was right there.

So this magic motel is no longer exclusive......I love that place...definitely adds to sex being hotter. Although I do confess, MM and I had done it in another hotel and it was dripping too.

Tie Me Up Baby!!

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Mr. Hunk Is Over The Top

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Tiger Woods Report On Someone Rushed To Hospital

Wow...I hope it is a mistake. As I woke up this morning, the radio station said there was a report that a blonde was rushed to the hospital at 2:30AM after a 911 call today and the person is in bad shape in the ICU. They aren't sure if it is his wife or his mother or mother-in-law. The djs were speechless actually and took a whole new look at it. This is a private thing, it really is none of our business and if someone may die from it--personally I think the media is to blame. I hope it was a false report or this thing is certainly going to end Tiger's career.

So the report of over 10+ women that he has had affairs with, Tiger baby, you were just damn stupid. Stupid in his selection and the numbers. A waitress from Perkins?!?! A porn star? And he allowed someone to take pix of him on their cell phone. Rumor has it the girl is talking to PlayGirl now. There are fires popping up all over the place. I cannot believe he had such a God complex here. How did he not think that these waitresses wouldn't want to cash in?

Gotta say....he should have gone to Ashley Madison, he should have found one girl to bang that was married or in a position where she needed an affair to be quiet too. As for his wife, at this point, whether she loves him or not, I can't see how she could stay with him. 1-3 woman of respectable backgrounds....she would have survived. But from the list now and the woman he chose....the embarrassment alone is too much to endure.

I always said, I didn't care so much if my husband found out as much as I did if my kids found out. His kids are young but this is something he won't be able to erase out of history. Wow, transgressions....I think he needs a few more sssssssssss on that. For his sake and his families...I hope it dies down and no one was hospitalized...sadly, I think this is just the beginning for him.

The Deadly Muffin

I was upstairs straightening up for the cleaning people. My house was in disarray because I have been working so hard. I wasn't showered and looking gross for me when I heard banging on my front door. The door was open so I ran down. Probably UPS or my neighbor and when I got to the bottom of the steps...there was Mr. Security holding a white bag with his dazzling eyes and sexy smile. "Morning sexy, I bought you a muffin". I stood there with my mouth open. OMG!!! OMG!!! OMG!!! My house is a mess and I am a mess....CRAP!!! Usually I am better put together but not today. Almost the end of my cycle...not showered...oh this isn't good.

Like a little kid, I ran to the door and dragged him in by the hand. I gave him a big kiss and hug..Don't move, don't move....I ran upstairs and threw a bra on and brushed my teeth. I ran down and gave him another big hug...and grabbed his hand. He handed me the muffin and I looked into his eyes and said Thank you...but those eyes, those eyes captivate me and he knows it. Suddenly our lips met...and we stood in my livingroom kissing....what seemed like a half hour that you could feel the attraction and chemistry between us.

I quickly grabbed his hand...let me give you a tour of my disaster. And I showed him around the house. As we stopped in each room (except for the kids rooms) we began to kiss. I could feel his hands on me....oh he was so damn hot.

we went to my new theatre room that I just put in..which is waiting for the furniture. Our big joke is that is where I am putting the pole for my pole dancing. And then we returned to my bedroom...Yes, he was the first man in my bed. Actually I just pushed him on it and like a little kid I said....Wooo Hoooo a man is in my new bed. As I was jumping around, he pulled me down and so we began to kiss some more. Its a strange thing. we are friends but the attraction is there. slowly I worked my way to his pants..oh that wasnt his phone in his pocket. It was his nice hard cock. Come look at my new toy drawer. And I opened up a drawer that I now have made into a toy drawer. Yes, there is vibrators, ropes, lubricants, gels, massagers...so many toys. He was laughing so hard. And I grabbed my bunny to play with and threw him back on the bed.

I worked my way down to his cock and I got on my knees. Sucked him and licked him as he moaned. You give the best blow jobs...mmmmm, words I love to hear. I didn't want to do him...but it was getting warmer and hotter and damn... So you know when you know you shouldn't be doing something and then you manage to justify it in your head? Well after an hour, I needed to have him inside of me....but this is where it started to get weird....I had to go to pee, he had to look for a rubber and he was really nervous and I was really nervous and quite frankly the whole mood was lost and as he put on the condom so was his hard on.

so now I took it as if it was me....maybe it was. He said he was nervous and here we were with his limp dick. Fuck!! I should have never agreed..I didn't feel it was right. the lights shining in my bedroom, my new bed didn't come so bending over was uncomfortable...crap. So I looked at him and took the condom off and said Don't be nervous it is me...and I began to suck on him again which made him come back. We did fuck but it wasn't like we have in the past. It was uncomfortable now...I was very self conscious...it was not great. He came or so he said he did..I should have checked the condom but I didn't.

He kissed me good by, he left. I called him and said don't weird out on me. and he said he wouldn't. but he was suppose to come over on Friday and he didn't. and our conversations have been far and few between. So my bed wasn't exactly christened the way I wanted it to be. And now, I ended up crying. Out of all the new guys, I cared about him the most. I like him as a person, as a friend and lover. Actually if I had to choose, I would choose his friendship over sex. He makes me laugh like no one else.

Kind of said about this...what a damn deadly muffin! Oh Ironically the ex called during and wanted to come over to work on the computer. Good thing I screamed at him the night before about popping over like he had been doing. Phew....I had left the door open while we were screwing...lol

Ya Think I Should Be Banging Him?

So I met Mr. Hunk online today. He is arrogant beyond belief. I actually turned him down. After seeing his body, I felt I would only be self conscious with him. I wrote him back and turned him down. I was honest saying your bod is hot but not for me right now. Well, I don't think Mr. Hunk has been turned down EVER. lol The turn down just caused him to come on to me even more. Email after email today, picture after picture to convince me that he is fine that I am not a size 2.

Is he for me? Should I be banging Mr. Hunk? He comes with a guarantee....he guarantees that he will be the best fuck I have ever had! yup....I guess he comes with a warrantee or a money back guarantee. He went to the bathroom to take a pix of his cock for me today...and he sent a pix he had of his body. Yup, its hot. He actually reminds me of a guy that I dated in college. I sooo badly wanted him. Trouble is once I got him, after three months of sex with that body, I realized we couldn't talk. He was empty upstairs. Our main meetings were after a long night out with our friends and we would hook up. Once he even came by with my cat who was hanging on the streets. He rang my bell and there he was, standing there with my cat. That was the best sex we ever had. My mattress was on the floor afterwards, having fallen off the frame from the passionate and hot sex we had.

So why am I walking from this guy? Hmmm.. I am writing this at 1AM and he is actually calling my cell phone. I guess the thought of rejection is beyond his comprehension. First, this guy brags how he has a magic and huge cock. Okay, I am including the pix for your review. What ya think!?!? lol However, he is a cocky bastard, self absorbed, shallow and doesn't like to wear condoms. BUZZZZ....I don't care how careful you are, you aint doing me without a condom. Disease and more kids are not my thing. I would kill any girl who gave me a disease! Well dude, that statement is great but if you both got AIDS, it doesn't matter does it?

So I am not meeting him.....Just the fact that he saw my pix and wanted me is more than enough at this time. Actually, looking at the pix, the guy has great nipples....all pointy... Wow, they guy even has sexy nipples.....damn. And his face....he looks like a Ken doll. I was surprised, he is smokin but I am not going to bang him. I can only see that heading towards heartache and he is definitely high maintenance......NEXT!

Things Have Been Wild

So you may be wondering, where has Cheri been? well, well, well....

After realizing that Mystery Man is out on the prowl again, I feel like a fool for even worrying about him and honestly, I wasn't moving on. I was afraid he was reading my blog and I would risk getting him back. So after beating myself up, annoyed at him beyond belief....I said fuck it!

So....I have been going wild. I have been busy.....I haven't been on Ashley Madison in awhile because quite frankly I am already talking to too many men. Updates, I am so far behind. Let's say wild sex with Mr. Porsche on Friday...yes, we made up. He realized he was an ass on Wednesday and he was amazing on Friday. It was WOW!! Details to come. We went to the motel I have only gone to with Mystery Man. My favorite place, it was our place, but now it was time for me to introduce it to Mr. Porsche...oh it was hot!!!

And then Mr. Security...well lets just say he just showed up at my door and let's just say my bed has been christened! no longer a virgin bed....

And then there are the newbies.....Mr. Landscaper, Mr. Darkside, Sugar Daddy and then the new hunk. We are talking muscles on top of muscles on top of muscles. I told him I wasn't feeling so great about myself. That he should come back into my life at another date. Interesting how that just made him want me more. The more I turn him away, the more he wants me.

so things are great. A little bummed about Mr. Security--I will go into details. Let's just say that my neighbor was sitting here and three men called and she was dying. We were like little girls...damn girl, you are having fun. I guess I am but quite honestly, the one I want to hang with hasn't come around. I guess I am searching for that feeling I had when I was in balance with MM and Mr. Porsche. Man, that feeling was amazing.

Tiger Woods- Is it really our business?!?!

Wow....cheating is in the air. Yes, America's Golf Idol has been caught cheating. Why is everyone so surprised? Let's be realistic here, he fits the typical Type A perfectionist of power profile--high powered attorneys, men in top positions, politicians, sports figures, hollywood figures...men of power are usually cheaters. Whether they think they can get away with it, they are above all, whatever the reason--Tiger Woods is really a perfect example. Maybe because we all thought of him as a little boy who rose to stardom. Well he is a man. His wife actually looks like a little teenager, a Barbie doll. The woman he has an affair with, did you all notice they had amazingly succulent lips? Hmmmm....

Now he should have been smarter, don't ya think? Ashley Madison dear man. You should have chosen a married woman who would not want to rock his world. Not single woman who are looking for the public eye (and money). Ironically, this whole thing came to a head (hehe) because he cheated on the girl he was cheating on and she found out.

Well Tiger Woods, extramarital affairs always come out. However, I gotta say, I am shocked and kind of repulsed on how it is on every news channel with commentators debating it. Like it is a war, a missing child, a serial murderer. Please, the man had a few extramarital affairs. Quite honestly, it is between him and his wife. My opinion, most people like Tiger Woods, so leave the guy alone. It's sad and I am sure overwhelming. Think about it, if a regular person gets busted, their life turns becomes a whirlwind. I can't imagine having the world talking about it.

and then there is Mr. Porsche's take on it. He is saying how Tiger getting caught is bad for the entire male race of adulterers. Wives all across America are checking their husband's phones to see the numbers that they have callen. I mean, if clean cut Tiger Woods is having an affair, what about my husband. Yes, woman are bringing it up at the dinner table and in the bedroom. A perfect way to see your husband's reaction. A perfect way to see if he has a guilt attack or begins to shake.

So my take on it. Leave Tiger Woods alone. Give him and his wife a little room. And to everyone else who is cheating, remember, I always say....erase those text messages, emails and phone logs!!!!

Things Never Go As Expected

Today was a bust. with so much on his head from work, Mr. Porsche was in total shut down mode. Gotta say, this was the first time I didn't see him crack a joke, pretend to be in a good mood, he seemed spent.

I had perfume on and well that went over like a lead balloon. I didn't think it would still smell but it did and he wouldn't let me touch him. The situation was stressed with the car and he didn't go as we planned. The car came but there was a waiting time with the inspection so he ended up taking the car with him and I have his car.

I don't know if our lives melded too much for him today or if it truly was that he was just freaked about work. It was a very strssful day with us today. I went to grab his cock and he said he wasn't in the mood.....OUCH! The rest of the day, I was very quiet. He seemed to let all the air out of the balloon. I had been so excited and he was so monotone is a good way to explain him. He even said you don't know when to let up. After that, I sat totally quiet the rest of the day.

I am not mad, just sad that it didn't work out as I had hoped. He said barely nothing when he met my son and my son is not a talker either.

Oh we are ok. Just a rocky road.

Spoke with others today. Actually there are 4 in the pond right now. Waiting to see if one frog stands out from the rest. Talk soon.... Gobble Gobble to all!!

Mr. Security and the Stalking

Mr. Security is getting divorced as well. We have been in contact but he is afraid to see me. Within two weeks of his wife leaving, he hooked up with a neighbor down the block. He is trying this monogamy thing for awhile. Interesting concept but I admit, I don't plan on making it easy for him. I always felt one reason I lost MM was because of Mr. Security so to not have him even for a little==nah, I am going to make it a little rough for him to be a one woman man right now. And, it's for his own good. His track record of wives are woman who have never worked a day in their lives and need saving. And the new one is exactly that again--so I am doing a good service (hehehe) and quite frankly, I enjoy working him up a little.

However, I did have some things for his kids that we were suppose to meet and I was going to give him. I am tired of that bag sitting in my livingroom SOOOO I decided to look his address up on the computer. It was way too easy, he is listed...address and all. He isn't home (out with the kids), I am going to drop the bag off and leave. If he wants to see me after that, the bag is no excuse.

He lives relatively close to me (5 minutes actually) so I drove into his development. One thing, there is only one way in and one way out. I am pulling up to his house..getting ready to stop and drop when as I pull up--he is OUTSIDE emptying food shopping bags fron the car. CRAP! You see, I have a very obvious car. BRIGHT RED. Oh yes, you know I am coming for a good mile and since I had just gotten it washed....it shines like crazy. As I noticed him, he noticed me as well. My plan to drop and leave and text that I left it at his door, was not a plan anymore. My heart was palpitating and giggling at the same time because his expression was priceless.

I pulled up...."hey you! here's the puzzles. Nice to see you. Gotta go to lowes bye!" and I started to walk back to my car. He was speechless which for him is a miracle. WAIT WAIT WAIT!! as he is smiling and holding his head. How did you find me? DUH...white pages baby. Okay, gotta go... Wooooooooo....come over here.

So I walked over..."Hi, he said smiling." and he introduced me to his daughter. "Do you always stalk people and bring them puzzles??""

Nah, I leave other things as well....and started giggling.

We started chatting small talk and then he said to me. " You look great! I am glad you broke the ice. Can you come in for a second? " And then I said to him "I truly wanted to drop this off, I didn't mean to pop in on you...are you sure?" "Yes, he said...come on in"

So he gave me a tour of his house. And he showed me some things we spoke about on the phone over the year and then I said I have to go. He walked me to the door and said "so I have the popcorn already, just let me know when movie night is".

He walked me to the car and he kissed me goodby. As we were standing there, you could feel the sparks. Looking into his eyes..they sparkle and melt me and he knows that. Those eyes have sparkle like I have never seen before. I had to get out of there because my mind was wandering. "Thinking about some flashbacks?' he said....and I think I blushed. Giving him a seductive look I looked him in the eye and said "yeah, is that a problem? you bending me over the desk in the hotel just flashed across my mind". And he answered back "yeah, one of my favorite...along with me doing you on the bed as I whispered in your ear". UGH!!!!!! He knew I died from that flashback.....I kept a straight face...Yeah, that one too was hot. I'll use that one later" And very cool, I jumped in my car and threw him a kiss and drove away.

that was a week ago, and we have been in contact a couple of times a week since. He has been calling me almost everyday to say hi or messenger me to say something hysterical.

Tonight I was chatting with him and I told him I got new carpeting. "Awwww..your carpeting got laid before you". Fighting words there....total teasing is in line. So for the next half hour, I tortured him. Thanks for this raging woody before bed he said. And then I decided to top it off with a lip picture... WOW, I know those lips well. They are so damn hot!

I've been good, but busy. Busy with life, busy with the house, busy with the kids, busy with taking care of things. It has not been easy. Good things but I don't know what to do first. I cancelled with Mr. Sugar Daddy for tomorrow because I am seeing Mr. Porsche. We won't have time to sleep together but we are grabbing some lunch. I have been craving sex and with so many men, I have not gotten it at all.....Today I said to Mr. Porsche "do you still want me?" He answered "I've been busy but craving you everyday. You know I want you badly." Aaahhh....tomorrow I am going to figure out how to sneak a bj except there is one little sticky thing--tomorrow, he is meeting my kid. A little weird, I am nervous....my worlds are colliding but its ok.

OH! Heard through the grapevine,...the hubby went on a date. Gotta tell ya, the last five times he has been here, he is scratching his balls constantly. I hope he didn't catch anything....lol He didn't do that when he lived here.

I Don't Get Men

I truly do not understand men. I don't get how they think. And I am questioning the outward persona that I give. In some ways, I am very complex inside. There are so many different facets to my personality, my wants and my needs. I had always compartmentalized them and now trying to put them all into one life....is not so easy. I am struggling building a total me.

And then there is this thing with men and their impression of me. In the last 24 hours, I have heard so many perceptions of who I am..it makes me wonder how these men are coming to this conclusion. what is it that they are not seeing the total me?

First....there is the men who I let see that sexual side of me. The woman who is forward, says whats on her mind and lets them know I want them. Most men are afraid of this woman and interpet that as someone who wants a commitment or is going to get too attached. Demonstrating to me that they aren't seeing the side of me that likes variety. Of course, when they find out they aren't the only one....they get upset. Hmmm..interesting. you don't want me to get attached yet you are not happy that I am seeing others. What the fuck?!!?

And then there are those that like to experiment more....Mr. Tin Man...I ended it with him last night. We keep hitting that threesome wall. In my mind, I can't commit to that because it depends how I feel about him...the trust issue. Personally I think he is putting the cart before the horse. Ironically, I probably will try a threesome in the future...but I don't want to promise someone. So, I said good by, wished him luck. His theory is that he likes me and knows there is chemistry. He needs to know I would have a threesome. My theory is lets see if we have that chemistry and in the future, we can explore the threesome theory. Oh well.....I was sad about that.

Then there is the Sin man who talked about his deviant behavior. He disappeared and then re-appeared this weekend just to say hello. When I asked him what happened to him...he said that he was giving the wrong impression. That he is not just a white collar guy that he likes kinkiness. So I was trying to find out what he meant. Honestly, he is not that damn kinky. I guess because of my past relationships--there was nothing on the list I hadn't done and then it hit me why I didn't let him see so much that side of me. First reason, I already have that part of me fulfilled right now. Mr. Porsche. I don't need someone else to fulfill that part. I also didn't let on because I got it. I am in a relationship like that so tying me up to the bed and playing with a vibrator....hmmmm......not as kinky as this guy may think. Honestly, I think he is caught up in his own deviant behavior. He thinks I am too vanilla, don't get it...he retreated until he could decide if I could get it. Well, if he only knew. I do get it just too well and I am probably more experienced than he is...lol Another one down.

So yesterday was a day of men coming and going. Personally I am tired of this rollercoaster...is there a man out there that can handle a woman that likes to show sensuality, enjoys playing, enjoys variety and wants to have fun? I am tired of men painting an image of me in their head and it is not exactly true.

I have a funny story about Mr. Security. I blew him away yesteday (no I didn't blow him) but I gotta do a little work..I will post it later today.

Mr. Porsche drives me wild

Mr. Porsche and I have been dripping hot lately. Since my pending divorce and realization that things are not going to change, we've been in an amazing place. He's been passionate and so sexually satsifying...wow!


We met at the hotel room and quite frankly the walls of the world were falling in on me. An anxiety attack was beginning and I even contemplated leaving before he came. He must have seen my face and he reached for my hand "come on, let's relax in the room". He opened the door and I laid on the bed....and can you say diarrhea of the mouth. It's rare that I want to waste our precious time with my problems but I was in tears. All my problems came tumbling out and he laid next to me and massaged my shoulders and slowly undressed me. "you need to be hypnotized and totally relax".


"But first, I knew you were upset, I bought you some presents!" Woo hoo...a smile came to my face. And he was like a little kid with a secret. Actually, just seeing how happy he was made me happy. He made me undress and sit on the bed and I did. And then he began to open the bag and bring out the gifts. Wow!! He bought me new toys! Oh, he bought me toys that I can take home. Now that I am alone...I can have my toys in the open and not worry about it causing sexual tensions. He bought me these powerful babies..... first...very cool nipple clamps with a gold ball string. Oh man, I will tell you about those. He bought me the Venus Penis which straps on and actually has something for your clit, ass and your pussy. Woooooooooo this super powerful pink vibrator and this little bunny for clit vibration. His eyes are popping out...lol but do not be fooled by this one inch, it is wild. Put it all the way up and I go into orgasmic convulsions. A very strong recommendation for this baby!


So Mr. P began to hypnotizes me, it's like heaven. The more you want it, the deeper you go. Today, I wanted it...imagining running down those steps to my special hidden spot....paradise where the skies are blue and their is green tall grass and the beach. Go down, go down, let yourself go....and I did...deeper and deeper....and I did.


When I lick your nipples it will make your clit pulsate....ooooooooooohhhhh.....deeper, deeper, and now he started with the toys. Oh my....my body was craving an orgasm....he put the vibrator so deep into my pussy...I could feel the vibrations, I could feel him reaching my g spot. Oh God I screamed. Don't cum....and my body listened. I will count backwards and then you can cum on one. And I forced my body to hold out as he was putting the vibrator deeper inside of me and pulling it out and deeper and pulling it out...thrusting faster and slower...my body wanted to have that wave of orgasm....it was right there.....oh my....he put the bunny on my clit, I almost died. I had to cum, I wanted to cum.....and then he got to one....and my body just started to thrash on the bed...holding out made it even more powerful, I could hear myself moaning. Ohhhhhh, it was amazing.


But he wasn't done with me. He now put the nipple clamps on and flipped me over...he know how much I love it from behind. I hadn't even recovered from my orgasm and he stuck his cock so deep inside of me. I was panting. The one thing about Mr. Porsche, when he is hard as a rock, he is huge. His cock reached my gspot and I screamed with pleasure....when I am this relaxed from hypnotizing, I feel things even more. And then, he put the gold beads of the nipple clamps in my mouth which pulled on my nipples...I could hear myself moan as I was trying to catch my breath but now a surprise happened....he grabbed my hair and pulled, which in turn pulled the beads and pulled my nipples....unexpected my nipples being controlled by him...wow, what a clever move on his part. Was it pain? Was it pleasure? Oh my....my whole body was shivering....his cock so deep, my nipples aching and him pulling my hair...just enough that my body was totally aroused. And that wave of orgasms overcame me. I collapsed on the bed in a state of euphoria.


After a few minutes of him massaging me and kissing me, I rolled over and wanted to return the favor for such heaven. I grabbed his cock and began to suck just like he loves. Yeah, getting that tip, doing circles and then engulfing his entire cock deep in my throat. Yes, I was going to get it all, leaving nothing. I could feel his cock going deep, so deep,,,,passing my uvula and going down, down. I could see he was enjoying by his face. One hand rubbing his balls and the other caressing his chest. I moved my lips to suck his balls and lick the whole area including his ass. Oh how he loves that. And then I continued to suck his cock, harder and harder, deeper and deeper, faster and faster....oh, he was going to cum....and I was going to swallow..every little bit of it. and as a good little slut that I am, I did just that! YUM!!!!


And then I crawled up to him and we just kissed and caressed each other. And then I said "I want my cuddle time". And to my surprise, he refused. It was as if that would have put us over the top. So when I pouted, he pulled me closer and said "come here and we will cuddle...and then he got me in a head lock and started tickling me. I was screaming and giggling out of control. And he kept putting me in different positions and tickled me and laid on me until I was begging him to stop. I tried to wrestle with him but I never win. I always lose because he is so strong. Honestly, the giggles was what I needed. It relieved my stress. It was getting late so we jumped into the shower...and as I was leaving, he gave me the biggest hug and kiss. I whispered in his ear "thank you" and kissed him gently on the cheek. He smiled and whispered back you are welcome and put his hand through my hair, smiled and kissed my forehead.

So, yes, Mr. Porsche is good for me. This week he did things for me that would scare the crap out of someone else. I have been careful not to get him too involved in this car thing with my son. Just because I don't want him to feel like he is getting too involved in my life and quite frankly he has been doing the things that my ex should be doing. And then he offered to teach me and my son how to drive a manual car. come over and give us lessons. As tempting as it is, just the fact that he offered and wasn't afraid to meet my son and enter into that part of my life...that made me extremely happy. I don't think its a good idea because my ex already accused him of being my boyfriend this week (since my son keeps mentioning his name). So I don't want to add any fuel to the fire. But just that he did that, I so appreciate it. He's a keeper.

We've been getting along so much better...I am very happy about it. I appreciate his kindness and I return them as well. He sent me a text late one night saying he was still in the office and a lot of shit went down. I called to talk to him...and he just unloaded to me. Major financial disaster that cost him almost a 1/4 million dollars. I tried to talk him through it, give him my opinion and just be there for him. At the end of the conversation, he told me what a special person I am. A friend to me, is a friend for life. someone you are there for no matter what, no matter what time of day to offer your words of advice or to just listen. I am glad that we have that between us!

A Small World

Can you say Schmuck? Aaaahh....a small world and a reality check.

It was Mystery Man's birthday, I sent him a card...which he didn't read. I have sent him emails, I have been worried because I think he lost his job. He would go to a dark place sometimes and I would think of him often worried that he was in that dark place. Oh I hope he is ok...Oh I hope he has a job. yes, I worried that he was in a bad place.

And....he is totally fine and out fucking other women. How do I know? Does it matter? No. But I know. Let's just say its a small world even in a big city.

So I am a schmuck for caring and for even being a bit concerned. And there is anger tonight. Yup, my Best Friend and I had a long discussion about it tonight. What are friends for? She agrees--a schmuck. She reminded me how my whole life I have been way too concerned about people who weren't worth being concerned over. How I always cared with all my heart and when someone was my friend, I was a 200% friend. And we laughed hysterically (and I cried) for a few hours tonight. A total psychological evaluation and the conclusion-- a schmuck.

And her advice....do what is good for me. Do what I want to do. Do whatever the fuck I want to do and not give a shit about what someone else may want especially someone who obviously doesn't care about my feelings. Yup, something I have wanted to do but I didn't do because "I care". Well fuck caring. I decided tonight, I am going ahead with it. Why? Because it is good for me. what is it? Can't tell ya right now but I will. Wish me luck!

Reality Check

So I had a few reality checks today and I did some real soul searching.

Reality #1- Sometimes it doesnt matter how many men you are in contact with, the void can be just as deep and you can feel just as empty. None of the frogs are filling the void right now for one reason or another. As my BF said, throw all the frogs back (except Mr. Porsche of course).


Reality #2-It's time to concentrate on me a little more. Oh a frog or two is fine but the focus has to be on me a little more.

Reality #3-Prioritizing...I need to prioritize.

Reality #4- Don't be a fool. Oh, I always put others in front of me. Oh that is going to change. I was a fool again...and now, I am going to do what I want..not give a crap what someone may think.

So where did this all come from---aaahh!! Read my upcoming posts!


So where did these reality checks come from.

Dessert Date

With all the drama, i didn't get a chance to tell you about Mr. P and also the Dessert Date. Mr. P has to wait....it was something I want to post in detail and at 1:24AM, I won't do it justice. But the Dessert Date is an easy post.

Met Mr. Rockstar for dessert. Honestly, we are just going to be friends was our decision. He cannot handle that I have had affairs and quite honestly it annoys me that we haven't even gotten to know each other yet and he is placing his hat on the affair thing.

I dropped my car off for my kid and he picked me up there. We kissed hello and went for dessert. we shared a cheesecake and a chocolate cake and we talked for over two hours. About everything...it actually was really nice. Such a gentleman, opening the door for me..us chatting like crazy and laughing the whole night.

He drops me off in front of my house and honestly I didn't expect anything. So I leaned in to kiss him good night and he pulled me closer and started to really suck face with me. He's a great kisser (I think he would be really great in bed). The kissing went on for a half hour...he even shifted positions of our head. I realized now, I am so a right head leaner. He had me lean to the left and it was weird....lol It was deep kisses gentle and then faster. To my surprise, as it was heating up, I expected him to try to touch my tits. And while he was so close and I could see he had a hard on....he didn't.

Like a little girl sucking face in front of her house after a date, I ran into my house. I felt like 16 again. No one was home and I went upstairs giggling. He text me a few minutes later..thank you for a great evening, damn you are hot. And that was the end of a perfect evening! Dating is like being a kid again.

Frantically, Mr. Tinman sent me a note last night. Please be careful online, I am going to call you. Some guy was on a dating site talking to a girl for about a week. He went to pick her up for a date at her apartment and he got jumped, beaten and robbed by three guys. It was a set up. So Tinman lectured me about being careful online and gave me tips. Don't have anyone come to my house, don't let anyone know where I live, only meet ina public place, don't go anywhere with them the first time. Hmmmm.....I went with you in the car in the back of a building. Shit, I'm different he said.

So my answer to him was......well I have a solution...you want to keep me safe, satisfy me already. And he just laughed and said, I want to keep you off those damn dating sites but you won't give me a threesome. Grrrrrr....damn fool.

Another Day At Secret Lovers Lane...

Well, well....I am exhausted. I agree that I can't keep pulling the Ex out of his shit but I also know that I couldn't with a clear conscious let him rot in jail till Tuesday because that's what would have happened. I ended up going down to the court and couldn't believe that I had to go down to where they hold the detainees. Down in the basement...geez, I am mentally exhausted. Gotta tell you, I felt bad for him when he came out. He looked like crap and I was appalled to know that they took his glasses so he couldn't see a damn thing. Now that is scary and actually disgusting. He's blind as a bat. Anyway, I posted the bail and have to get my car out of impound tomorrow. This is a world I don't know nor did I ever expect to know. I am totally drained from the day.

As for men....the weekend turned out to be filled with lots of fun contacts from a few Ashley Madison men and a few others I have in the pond. Mr. Tin Man (aka Mr. Astronaut) has me so intrigued. SugarDaddy called all distraught because our date had to be cancelled today. I am kind of happy because I got to know him a little better on the phone and I was wiped out. Mr. Security and I chatted, he's always so damn funny and we are trying to talk this week. Mr. Divorce Attorney also IM'd to chat. So lots of chattin and no action!

And of course, Mr. Porsche. He helped me with my kid and I was so appreciative. He doesn't have to. Honestly, this should be a big father and son moment but the hubby is more jealous that he is getting this car. Grrr...he is missing out on so much.

And....well, its Mystery Man's birthday this week and I sent him an ecard. I couldn't let it go without acknowledging it. Kinda sad, I still do miss him. Haven't found anyone yet who makes me feel like he made me feel. I hope he gets it, my cc of the card went into my spam! lol I guess there is not much more to say. Out of all the frogs, he is truly the only one that it saddens me that we aren't still in contact. Pout!

Saturday Night at the Police Station

"Ok you are beautiful and look like an angel and I live too far away.Big time bummer.What ever lucky get gets to be with you he better be good to you or you just let me know. Your not that far away. I will hunt him down like a wild dog."

Awww, this guy made my day. And honestly, it was a truly rough day. It started out great. Mr. P was helping me find my kid a car. He hooked me up with this guy and we went test driving them, It was so much fun and we began to get closer (which is key right now). And then as we were driving home...the call comes in.

The ex has many tickets (as you know) and two weeks ago a notice came in that his license was suspended. I told him to take care of it. I don't have the money. Well, you have to go down there and work something out. As usual...he ignore it.

So he got caught in an inspection check and he got pulled over because he wasn't wearing his seatbelt. And of course, they were now carting him away. Oh, I made some calls and it all came down to one thing....there was nothing my friends could do. He was in going to jail. So I drove there because the car is in my name still. My kid got to see his father paraded in in handcuffs. And I was just disgusted "Very attractive look" I said sarcastically. The police all smurked. After they took him away, the cops spoke with me and were helping me. He would have been released except two tickets were out of our local area soooo he has to spend the night in jail and appear tomorrow.

Now most ex wives would let their ex's rot. Honestly, I am sick over this. Not because of love but because it is so pathetic and sad. He is a child and irresponsible. He cannot take care of his family, he cannot take care of himself. To top it off, he could lose his job since he cannot show up tomorrow since he is in jail. So now the big dilemna. What do I do? If I don't help him clear this up then he won't keep his license and he will lose his job and the health insurance for the kids. However, I am so tired of this crap.

So how did I spend my Saturday night? I was in the police station. Since the car is in my name I had to produce the title, insurance, registration to get it released. And I will have to pay for the car having been towed. So I am feeling bad and scared for him that he is in jail all night (although I made a few calls to friends who called a friend who is going to make sure he can call his work and has a private cell for the night). But reality sunk in, I am going to be stuck with this man for life. A constant thorn in my side. And tonight is just a small reminder of why I divorced the man. However, even out of my life, he is still pulling me down.

Life is tough right now....work is slow and the pressure is on. tonight I was suppose to work on some projects and my head isn't into it. this guy is going to keep pulling me deeper and deeper into debt....the Cheri Fucking fund is almost depleted and it will kill me to spend it on his tickets, lawyer and other shit. How did I marry this man?

Well I still owe you the Mr P story and I also owe you my dessert with Mr. Rockstar last night. Sugar Daddy cancelled on me but honestly, he is less and less appealing each day. Sweet dreams....I need to get some sleep. Tomorrow is going to be a grueling day.

A Sexual Rollercoaster Of A Day

First, I'd like to thank you all for the warm and fuzzies regarding my pussy. I was really nervous to post that but its been all about pushing the limit and well, that was just another first in my life that received over 2,000 hits....so my pussy has certainly been seen by a few. Luna Sea, sorry baby, ya missed it by a few seconds...

Today was an insane day. The pressure of work and my kid harping relentlessly almost brought me to tears. Actually it did bring me to tears (but Mr Porsche came to the rescue). Actually, I realized my posts have been boring lately. That I don't seem to go into explicit detail of my sexual encounters...however, we are going to change it with my post about my evening with Mr. Porsche. It was definitely hot and fun and different and I am going to share it with you tomorrow. Tonight I am wiped. You know how after a great sex session, you get exhausted, feel great but just want to sleep. That's me right now.....I just want to sleep.

My day started with Mr. SugarDaddy calling to say he was thinking about me. Very nice. However, the conversation was mixed. He's very condescending, he's very opinionated and he can make you feel like you are stupid and inept. On the flip side, I could learn a lot about him professionally, he is into me and seems like a very generous man. He wants to spend the day and go into the evening with my on Sunday. that would require babysitters and he offered to pick up the bill for the babysitter more than once. And the independent ass I am, I turned him down.

I am interested in what he does but honestly, it is at an extremely high level. I was asking questions to try and understand it and he was a little condescending. I mentioned something about how I could learn a lot from him....and he made a comment....what's in it for me? I got defensive, I said I would pay you for your consulting. His response was ...you were suppose to say the pleasure of my company. Something about this guy is intriguing yet annoying, I guess I was hurt when he basically said my job was a waste of time. That what I do is meaningless in the grand scheme of things. If I meet him and he makes another comment like that again...I am going to say something. Its mean. And what does he want to do for our second date? Take me back to the mansion for raquetball and to watch football, then dinner. So do you think I am stupid...its a damn hotel. After racquetball we will have to shower..conveniently, he will have a room there. Hmmmmm...can we all see where this is going? Sexually, he probably thinks he will rock my world....little does he know how much I love sex..Personally I think he will be bad in bed. Rich men are very selfish...not giving souls in bed. the seem to be so used to people serving them all day, they do not do much serving on their own.

So the morning with work got worse. The pressure unbearable...and I was close to tears. I had to drop something off at the kids school and passed My Ex Boyfriends old house (the one who came in from out of town who I blew in the car). I sent him a note "Passing your house right now...wanna come out and play? He responded almost immediately..."Oh man how I would love to cum out and play with you again. Wow, you are gonna be on my mind all day".

Mr. Tin Man was missing for two days. It was weird...his phone was acting weird. Finally I heard from him. the idiot lost his phone. Here I am thinking he's dead, I heard on the radio some major undercover bust in my area so I figured he was a part of it AND he just misplaced his phone (who knows..I still think he was part of the bust). Anyway, I was horny and wanted some hot phone sex. He gets so turned on by phone sex. YUM! It was actually really fun. I like him. I told him a little about my writing something. I told him I posted a pussy pix and woman even commented. Well, he was so turned on by that. All I want is for you to a kiss a woman! Now we all know I have thought about that, but not ready to take action on it. He is so turned on that I write....ahem...yeeah, yeah, until they find out that they are part of it. A control freak, of course he wanted to know where it was. Made that mistake before, not going to do it again!

The Surgeon came on last night for some quick sex text. Wanna hear something cute...he keeps my picture to cum to. Just some regular shots that I sent him back in June of 07. Wow, that was hot!

So I was running around like a chicken without a head, my kid brought me to tears with another dilemna and work was insane. And then, I was meeting Mr. Porsche at 5PM for an hour. I almost cancelled because when I got there I had a migraine, I was cranky and thought I was just going to cry in his arms. He's so understanding...baby, we can just go for dinner if you want to talk but I think if we lie in bed, talk and relax..you will feel better. Well, I am soooo glad he pursuaded me to go to the room even though I was so damn bitchy.

And honestly, it was fabulous..I will have to write the details tomorrow. Actually I am exhausted and need to sleep. Sweet dreams friends and frogs!!! xoxoxo

My Pussy Gallery

And you didn't think I would find a frog pussy did ya??!

Speechless....they say a picture is worth a thousand words so here ya go!!

What Is A Good Looking Pussy?

So I told a friend that I am posting a pix of my pussy and she almost died. How do you know you have a good looking pussy? Oh my....the thought never crossed my mind. What happens if my pussy is an ugly duckling? Is there really that much a difference in woman's vaginas. Is it like a one size fits all?

So now I am getting pussy fright? What happens if I post it and it is truly an ugly pussy!??! Wow I am getting cold feet. But honestly, its not like you can show it to a girlfriend and say so what do you think? I mean today my friend went with me to look at the carpeting I picked out for my bedroom....I can't send her my pussy for review before. she actually said that even if I did she wouldn't be qualified since she really doesn't even know what her own pussy looks like from that angle.

So there is no makeup, there is no touch up....its going to be au natural. So do all vaginas look the same? Hmmm....

I had a horrible day today....a meltdown actually. Feeling so alone lately. Wish I could turn the clocks back a year to a better state of sexual mind. I cancelled all my dates this week, I am ot in the mood. I can officially say I am depressed and work is getting to me.

So before I post the pix, how do I know if it is worth the posting? How do I know it won't get a thumbs down?!?!

A Promise Is A Promise

Yes, this week I will put up a few pussy pix. However, I don't know if I feel comfortable just leaving up for that long....so Tuesday or Wednesday...Iwill put them up for 24 hours and then take them down. So if you are interested in seeing them. Come back for a visit then....

Fun and Play With My Vibrator

I love to be playful and I get the most pleasure out of pleasing a man. Knowing that my lips filled with lip gloss and putting my vibrator in my mouth was going to make Mr. Tin Man go crazy...I couldn't help but fulfill his desires! Yes, he loved these pix...and I had to much fun taking them. What do ya think?

Fun With Halloween

I love joking with a little sexy twist. And Halloween happens to be a great time to be cute and sexy.

Of course sending my potential lovers "Trick or Treat"? Mr. Tin Man chose Treat! The new devil boy chose Both and Mr Rockstar chose a treat. I loved playing with them. Mr. SugarDaddy didn't respond. I think he's flyimg in his small plane...who knows.

BLow Pops, Pop Rocks, Hot Tamales, Juicy Fruit....all leave you with that sexual flavor. My favorite was my response to Mr. Tinman....telling him I wanted Almond Joy some nuts and Cockonut....but I knew he wanted the three muskateers! He was dying with laughter.

I am liking the Tin Man these days. Some chemistry, sexual appeal, wit, intelligents and of course that damn Type A personality...

Blah

Quantity is not an issue, it's quality. I am PMSing without a doubt. It's bad. First PMS as a single woman again. Not a fun thing. I feel like an entertainment committee, I should probably start charging. The quantity of men is there but I am missing the substance.

Mr. Porsche is an angel. Such a good friend, such a great person who cares. i truly love that we have a friendship and a sexual relationship. I would love one with someone else but these guys are soooo hung up.

Mr. Astronaut who is going to be re-named now to Mr. Tin Man. I don't know if he is playing wiht me but he brings out this desire in me to save him. Show him joy and desire. He said to me that he was empty inside and that he is okay like that. When I asked him why I haven't seen him? the cuddle thing made him afraid I would get too attached to him. Honestly, I think he feels he is going to get too attached to me. I am fine. I am not empty. Oh there is a void but I am far from empty. He admitted that he likes me and thinks about me all the time. we had wild phone sex on the phone today. I sent him crazy pix (which I am tempted to share with you....). I am not a big vagina fan but since I shaved my pussy, it looked okay. He died from it, said his cock went into a full erection when he saw it. I like him, I really do. I feel a chemistry there that I don't feel with the others (except for Mr. P of course and another who will remain nameless).

And then, the list. The new guy. Type A is being too kind. He is sexually alluring in a deviant way. Something about him is pulling me towards him like the devil. Not sure what it is but I am feeling he hangs on the darkside and the difference with him. I am not feeling any warmth in his soul. Oh he is a gentleman and I feel he is a protective man but there is no warmth. Does that make sense? The other guys who have a dark side (Mr. P, MM, Mr. Tin Man) have a warmth to them. He doesn't. It would be wild but a little too controlling I think.

Hmmmmm.....there is Mr. Sugar Daddy. There is Mr. Security Guy who we are friends and I just found out he is fucking his neighbor. I tinge of jealousy went through me. I would love to do him again in the future. And the others are gone right now. Mr friends friend..I am mad at. Again he says he was going to try and come over but never even called to say he was or wasn't coming. I can't stand rudeness.

So I am just not feeling it with these guys. There is something missing. Mr. Sugar Daddy was annoyed because I asked him to call me when he got home. His response, I survived boot camp, the Vietnam War, 15 years of football and some other things...going to your house is like going out for milk. we do live 1 1/2 hours away and it was a rainy night....fine, I won't worry about him. He called today, the conversation doesn't flow...I like him but not digging him totally. Can he be too smart for me? He brings out the little girl in me. He brings out insecurities. I could never see myself going wild on him but pretending to be a timid young thing.

So now I babbled. Not loving men tonight. Trying to work but its not working well. I am going to do a lot of soul searching this weekend. Even get into tv. I don't watch tv..isn't that what most people do for downtime?

A Perfect Day

Yes, after much sulking over the metrosexual date, I decided to go on the date with the Sugar Daddy. AND..I am glad I did. We went for a drink at this mansion that has been converted into a restaurant and hotel. Then we went to this amazing Italian dinner. The conversation was flowing and he was extremely attentive. Talk about an opposite date from the last one. He pulled out my chair, opened doors, ordered the wine, called for my car, took care of the valet and did everything 120% right. He was a true gentleman and I felt like a lady. He playfully touched my nose and made me giggle. He was very nice. We kissed good night and he talked about the next time we meet. I was treated like a lady. And, he didnt talk about money at all...we talked about normal things. I felt like a princess. It was very nice.

And, today I had a 50 inch tv delivered for the kids that was a gift, my theater room is complete. I even splurged on a cleaning crew. six women came into my house today and scrubbed it from top to bottom...AAAHHH!! Now that is orgasmic!! I still have things to put away but it is now managable and felt sooo good to come home to a clean house.

I had a huge meeting this morning that went really well. So, I am calling it a day. I gotta say, it felt so good to be treated like a princess.

Deep Sunday Thoughts

Thanks for all your kind comments....Common sense, the man was a jerk. He actually wrote me yesterday and said that too. Of course I didn't answer his bbm. Common sense, I didn't like him so why do I care what he thinks. Common sense, even if he didn't say those things I would have never seen him again. Reality...he hit a nerve. He managed to verbalize my insecurities and what I don't like about myself. Things I have to work on. However, I guess the truth is they are changable things. And that is a good thing. Its better that then if I was an arrogant, vicious person. Personality traits are much harder to change.

My first night alone became a disaster. I am having a hard time with one child. He is not listening and thinks he can rule everyone. He steamrolls my ex hence, my one night off, the ex drove him home. It was a disaster. I was so angry, seeing that this child gets whatever he wants, I went crazy. Total Mommy Tsunami and I even got a little vicious. Well very vicious and I kind of wish I didn't get that mad. But I cannot have him being disrespectful to me, ordering me around and I wanted him to realize that I am serious about this sleeping at his dads. I obviously hurt him because he went to his room (we had no electricity....yeah last night was a winner) and he sat there. I refused to drive him to his sports this morning. That was it. I was furious. He didn't harp, I think he realized he pushed me over the edge and he somehow got to his sports. My desire this morning was to sleep late. And it didn't happen so I am a real bitch this morning.

I don't know what to do with, hmmmm, I think we should call him...Mr. Sugar Daddy. He's 10 years my senior and loaded beyond belief. From a business perspective, he's even a good person to know since he is in my field. However, his flaunting annoys me. If you got it, don't flaunt it. I find it much more attractive when someone is humble. Like yesterday, he mentioned flying back on his friends small plane and meeting me for breakfast. Well today, he mentioned, I am flying back on my friends small plane would you like to meet for lunch? I already knew the small plane gig. I already know about your perfect children. Wow, typing this, I already know that he is the type of man who will try to mold me into his perfect toy. Hmmmm....am I jumping to conclusions here? I refused lunch and told him we will keep our date for next week.

Okay Cheri, screw your head on better. I took my picture profile down on this site I was on. Of course, Ashley Madison I did leave up. But the other site, I think I need to cruise a little. There are three guys on there I have been talking to..I am going to keep it at that. The others, I am not responding back to now. I have some big meetings this week...concentrate on my career.

The Date From Hell

I have been talking to this one guy for a couple of weeks now. He's eccentric. Actually I would probably call him metrosexual. Whatever the fuck that means. We've been friends and hit it off well but I questioned his sexuality as well as his mental state, something was unique but he was super fun. Tonight we had plans to go to dinner. He was actually going to pick me up at my house. Honestly, the last few nights, i had noticed that he drinks frequently. Not volumnes but even when he is on the cam..he is having a glass of wine. I decided to drive myself since he seemed to drink a fair amount.

I was running a little late so he went to his country club for a drink.
Anyway, we met. The meeting was nice....he grabbed me and kissed me. as he drank more and more....he turned to me and basically said you are stunning, why aren't you in excellent shape? The last year I have certainly gained some weight but for him to confront me on it...hurt deeply. Sitting there, ripping me apart, I can't even begin to tell you how cruel he was. Basically hittng on my three weaknesses in life...I began to cry. And I got up to leave before dinner.

He stopped me...I couldn't believe he made me cry. He apologized but this man was what I would call brutal in his opinions and expressing them. i didn't tell him that he was a wackadoo...dancing and stretching by the bar. He was actually embarrassing. He was apologetic and begged me to stay. Holding me, kissing me..but I kept pulling away. I stayed as a friend, the evening got more bizarre as we were drinking more. I can't even begin to tell you how mentally bizarre it was. Looking back, it was as if I was trying to figure out what it was about him. I have never met such a smart...brilliant man...yet strange is putting it mildly. Not a bad strange, he was like a cartoon character. Actually the TRIX rabbit would explain him well now that I am thinking about it.

I wanted nothing to do with him. The more I pushed him away, the more the wanted me. I was confused and slightly buzzed. He rips me apart and then says he thought I was gorgeous and he was sorry for hurting me but he always tells the truth and he really likes me and he wanted to sleep with me. Is he kidding me? After that discussion, I was totally destroyed and he wanted me to screw him? Coldly, I just came because I was curious what an uncircumsized cock looks like. He was a little hurt and now I ran with it. What's its deal? And...he whipped it out at the bar and put his hard cock in my hands. CRAP, this guy was insane.

We both went the the bathroom and then he began to pull me into the mens room. "Come hold it for me". I rolled my eyes and said..you can do it yourself. Meanwhile, the bathroom door was open...come in, come in." Stop it..and then this poor 24 year old comes out of the bathroom. The waiter was try to pee. No wonder why I didn't know he was in there, he was probably trying to pee and couldn't with all the talk of me coming in.

His car was in the front and it was pouring so I jumped into his car and he drove me to mine. I really like you....I am attracted to you and I admit it, I am usually with skinny model types. You are different, you are so sexual and sensual. I don't remember how we got on the topic in the car but we had gotten on the topic of tying someone up in the past. I want you to tie me up. I was buzzed and I said..get in the back...OMG HERE?!?! The fact that he was uncomfortable made me want to do it more. i found these belt things in his car...and I tied him to the back seat...one hand behind each headrest....I opened his pants, and his cock was so damn hard..to my surprise, a uncircumsized cock looks exactly the same when it is full size. I teased him relentlessly, made him as hard as he could get without cumming and then...I was done. There he was in the backseat with no pants on tied to the car. For a moment, I thought about leaving him there but I didn't. I untied him.
He kissed me goodnight and held me close and said he wanted to see me again. Oh please...I was going home and blocking him however I could. I am already self conscious and insecure and I needed this date like a bullet in my head.

I got into my car and cried. He called me twice. His message said that I was different than any girl he knew. That I was so sensual and sexy and that me not being a model type was something he thinks he could get over. My thoughts, don't do me any favors. He just called me this morning...I am not going to answer.

So in conclusion, I am want to lose the weight but for me actually...not for any man. I am going to make other changes as well...but for ME! Tonight, I had another date which I am cancelling. I thought about it, my first night without the kids, I just want to sit in my house and relax, straighten up and enjoy the serenity.

First Dates vs. Married Men

And the winner is...... MARRIED MEN!

I have spent the week dating. Yes, I apologize too much going on here to even blog. Dating can be very time consuming. So, I said I was going to jump in with two feet and I did.

Two single guys, Mr. Porsche and a date tomorrow night followed by two dates already scheduled for next week. So what is my conclusion....Married Men are better! This dating is to say the least BORING. I have to say, if you spent frou years with a pond filled of frogs....going to the dating scene is the difference of attending a rock concert or the opera.

Both single dates were good. The men were nice, the dinner was nice, the conversation was nice. Last night we even took a walk by the water and talked. Lots of talk...which if you knew me, I don't shut up so if I am saying a lot of talk..its way too much talk! lol Both men emailed me the next day to say they had a very nice time and would like to see me again. I sat there listening to their divorce stories and about their kids. Nothing was wrong with that EXCEPT when you compare a meeting with a married man. You are there for the hot, exciting sex. You are there for the chemistry. The meeting oozes with chemistry. And there is sure to be some tingles, some desire...oh granted, you may not be jumping in bed with them but it is going to be soon! Its a separate world...there is little discussion of kids and ex's and home life (if any at all). Actually it is more discussion on your dreams, desires, wants and career. Its about the person you are or hoping to become. Dating a single man has not been an escape. It seems its like leaving the house to dinner with your husband and talking about kids. I don't know....its okay, its different..its not the excitement I crave.

Mr. Porsche and I met today. Good sex actually and some fun. So much more vanilla, so much more kissing. And here's a first--I couldn't cum. The combination of him inside of me, the vibrating eggs in my ass, him squeezing my nipples so hard and a vibrator on my clit---my head felt like a pinball machine. Oh I eventually did before some reason, it took work. How ironic that I get divorced and we went to more vanilla sex. I am not complaining because it was great...we are in a really good place. Its just we don't have the time together that we used to and I miss it terribly.

So I am like hanging out in my swim gear ready for ocean exploring and I feel like I am sitting in a baby pool. Tomorrow night is a date with someone I have been talking with for awhile. He's nice, I like him. I got a babysitter and the ex came in tonight and was freaking out that I could never find babysitters and now I found one. PLEASE...I told him to leave me alone. He went on and on and on....and I finally said..just go the fuck away already and leave me alone. He comes in to inspect...I will allow that for approximately one more week. I had enough. He's already threatening not to take the kids anymore. I can see we are going to have a war brewing soon.

And next week....I am contemplating a date with this extremely rich man. He's older than me and quite arrogant and showy. I am not sure if I like it. We are very different in our views on politics and the healthcare system. In fact, I could feel myself getting all bent out of shape as we discussed it. The question is, can I deal with that attitude and views? After we spoke, he sent me a note. Amazing, a woman with beauty and smarts too! He says he wants to romance me. We will see....

So I am off to a start.....I guess its the warm up. Thank God I have Mr. Porsche right now to satisfy my cravings! More to come! And I admit it...I am headed onto Ashley Madison tonight to search a married man or two. Married men have been deprived lust and desire....Mmmmmmm....I may have to find one to fulfill my needs!

So Why Am I Not Going Sexually Wild?

Clem made me think today. His comment about eight guys and no sex or dates. And I realized I needed to soul search for this one. Reality- I am free to do whatever I want now but something is holding me back. I have turned into an asexual person. Yes, there is a list of eight (and honestly there are more that I remembered after I posted). So what is the problem?!

A few things I realize now:

1-As crazy as this sounds. Mystery Man. I know I have to let it go but sexually, we were so compatable. I am not going to go on and on how the man could make me orgasm like crazy. Even the positions were wild and satisfying. Bottom line. I had never been sexually satisfied like that in any of the relationships. BUT he is gone and this time he has decided to be gone for good. But there is a catch here. He has access to my blog. So deep, deep down inside, I now realize that I have been good because I fear he is stopping by here to read up on me. A very unfair balance. And in my mind, there is a glimmer that he will decide that he misses me and want to come back and check out my blog to see what I am up to first. And as I type this, I know how fucking ridiculous that is. The man has left me 900 times and then had the balls to judge me and make me feel like a slut. So MM, if you are reading this, I am angry with you for not answering my emails. Angry that you left and made me feel like a slut. Angry that I may never see you again. And if you think I am better off without you--I am not. Dear Scorpion...this frog wants to continue to help you cross the river even if you are going to eat me alive over and over again.

2-Oh I knew she was cheating. Okay, granted, we all knew I was cheating. BUT my real world didn't and I don't want anyone to think I left my marriage because of someone else. I didn't. I left for me and left because I wasn't in love with the ex to be. Or PREEX.....my name for the PRE-EX....is there an official name? Another ridiculous reason but so true.

3-I am scared. I am scared to find someone I care about. I don't want a long term relationship, I want to have fun right now. I want to have wild sex and enjoy my new found freedom. Another ridiculous reason and just a little bit of me.

4-Kids. The kids have become more needy since he is out. Its only two weeks and I feel its hard enough adjusting to this new life. Me, openly being dating and out, seems like it might be too much right now.

5-TIME...I am swamped with work and trying to take care of this house. I don't have a babysitter for normal dating hours. I want to get the house together since it is in chambles right now. I am nesting right now. As if I am organizing my life so I can begin over. I am re-doing the den, turning the basement into a media room for kids, putting a new deck on the house, new carpeting.....things that sat for so many years and needed to be done but didn't get done. All stupid reasons.

6-Depression-I am a little depressed and overwhelmed. There is no stability right now. Work is insane and I always fear of losing my job. Money is tight. The house looks like a cyclone hit. Kids causing issues. trying to juggle everything. The stress has been causing me to be exhausted. I find that I want to sleep and sleep.

So now that I have dug deep into my head....there are my reasons. And I realize most are excuses. I feel there is a wall and I can't get over it. How crazy considering my behavior these past four years. I will work this out. I guess having the volume of men has made me feel comforted in a warped way. Also afraid to let one go, just in case I didn't see their positive attributes clearly.

I have decided to take the weekend and do as much as I can with the house. Organize my work and starting Monday....start fresh.

It's time. It's time to let go and move ahead. Receiving so many messages yesterday was insane. All these men just made the situation more confusing. I did actually find a dozen or so more...craziness but I guess a good craziness. Other woman would probably die for what I have right now. A single friend came over yesterday and was browsing through the men. Shit, when are you scheduling the Fucking Feast...was her response. She doesn't know about my past. She is pushing me to jump in. I have my bathing suit, bathing cap, nose plugs, fins on....just standing on the edge of the pool in diving position(can you visualize it). Its time to make that jump! thanks Clem...

Doing Okay

I admit, I am tired. Working so hard, taking care of the kids and I gotta believe that the stress is really making me tired. As for my social life. I put my pix up on a dating site. Quite frankly, I had been browsing there before but never really jumped in. So yesterday, I decided to put my pix up. Well oh well, I had received ober 75 emails today. So what do you do with all those emails? You need a secretary to review them. And I began. Reminded me of the first days on Ashley Madison. Truth is, I pulled about a dozen guys and wrote them back. Cute but single guys are looking for a commitment and that is the last thing that I want. I want less of a commitment now then when I was married!

Here's the thing. I am so damn horny. I think I am a dog in heat right now. I am free. I can date as much as I want. and I haven't. I can't tell you how badly I want to feel a hard cock inside of me. If I masturbate anymore, my clit will literally rub off. So, I need to take a look in the pond because there are a lot of tadpoles but no body seems to be stepping up to become a true frog yet.

Mr. Porsche- things are good. We haven't seen each other but things are good. He is attentive and since I have backed off--well you know they are there for you more.

Mr. Astronaut- yup, he's still around. Actually, he is my regular chatting buddy. I like him. I know, you are saying he was an ass. And yes, he still wants that threesome, but I love his chat. I love that at 3am if I can't sleep, I can send him a message and he will wake up to talk to me. I need to do him. The other day, we had phone sex. I think we would be good together for a hot affair. the chemistry is there.

The Guy My Friend Introduced Me too- He has to be my biggest supporter lately. He calls and checks up on me. He emails me. He has gotten so good that he can tell from three words how my mood is. Strangest thing, we have never seen each other and we are so close. He was waiting for me to be separated. He's coming out next week.

Cam Guy- this is a guy who is divorced. He calls me cam boss. something is a little off but I like him. Not sure where that is going. He wants to meet.

Mr. Rockstar-still in the picture. He said me the sweetest note saying how I had this girlish quality that he loved in a woman. But he thinks I am a slut (ok, he's probably right) but he judges and I hate that. I always feel like he is so righteous. We spoke till 2AM the other night. Conversationally, we are a great match. He is a little too judgmental for me.

Mr. Security/Sensual- we are friends now. Actually going to see him tomorrow maybe for a cup of coffee. How ironic, we are both separated now and we are just friends.

Mr. Divorce Attorney- he is always there for me...so funny. We are going to see each other in the next few weeks.

Mr. Facebook Divorce Attorney- called me yesterday for lunch. I couldn't make it.

And now these new men...lol Okay, do you see a problem with this? Lots of men. Horny Girl. Doesn't make sense?!!?

So now we have some of the characters...I will let you know as any move ahead. I know it is me. I think I am not ready yet to start with this dating thing. Although week 1, I did pretty damn good for a girl who wasn't into it. What I would do for some familiarity....how I would love to see what it is like to screw MM now that I am a single woman. He won't respond. I know, let it go. but I am getting mad at him. Why can't we be friends? Maybe I should show up at his door and ask him! (just kidding...I would never do anything to hurt him).