No Girlfriend?!

Mr. Electrician's girlfriend was not at the funeral. Not exactly sure what that meant nor was I going to ask him. It was so sad. The pain, I hate people I love being in pain. I was so glad I went because it felt like the right thing to do. Why there was no girlfriend, I do not know. However, he's the type of person that would forgive his girlfriend if she couldn't make it. We've spoken everyday, I am trying to console him. He told me so much about his father's life. He was such an interesting man. Is he the one for me?! I don't think so actually. But what I am finding is qualities in men that I know I have to have...so I guess that is good. He is very close. Very close.

So if I only could just take a little of this, little of that and join them all together. I would have the perfect match for me.

Mr New Guy

well I have been seeing Mr. New Guy for three weeks now. It's been going very well until he got sick this weekend. We actually were seeing each other almost every day. It's ironic how both Mr. Porsche and Mr. Non Weekend Committal felt his presence. I am still trying to figure out if it was something I did or didn't do or if they could feel a personality shift but they both felt it. Each of them tracking me down a lot more this past week. Each of them asking me where I have been--they never notice.

Mr Non committal actually tried to track me down last friday night. I was with Mr New Guy. The sex with Mr. New Guy is amazing! I think I might have found a sexual connection again. I am not sure but we will see. He can suck on my tits and almost make me orgasm. he sucks on my clit and my whole body shivers. It is very, very hot!

I am liking him.

Seeing someone you love hurt

Sometimes life weaves itself so many unusual ways. Mr. Electrician has a heart of gold. We're great friends but he has found the girl of his dreams--of course my luck after 12 years of looking. As you know, he mentally excites me and I would rather have him as a friend even if I can't have him as a lover.

Ironically, the world is so small. A loved one of his was being treated by someone I know very well. I made a call to them to make sure they were giving his family member VIP treatment according to Mr. Electrician, it was only for a few days since it was minor testing. When I called, I found out, it wasn't minor testing...it was really serious. Sadly, I broke the news to him but his happy spirit--he couldn't thank me enough. My news allowed him to have the time to say good by to his loved one. Sadly, his loved one passed away. I've been talking to him as support throughout the week. When his call came today, I knew it was over. So hard to say you are sorry.

The funeral is tomorrow. I want to take him in my arms and hold him tight and kiss him so because he is just such a wonderful caring person. I love him dearly. But reality is, that is not my role. His girlfriend will be there and it will break my heart. But I have to be there for him tomorrow--he was my lover, he is my friend and its not jealousy but envy that she has such a wonderful man. I am so glad he is in my life-because he brings me so much happiness. It's going to hurt tomorrow seeing him hurting so. I hope the tears don't overwhelm me. God Bless Him and his family...

OMG....what a screwed up weekend!

Have you ever heard me say that I am sorry I got divorced? Well I certainly am not and will never say it. Actually my ex and I had the biggest war that we've ever had. The truth is, I am a sweetheart but when I have reached my limits--you better run!

The bastard lied about the mileage expiring to the lawyer and he had tons of mileage in our account and hotel points. He took his GF out of the country. Didn't bother to tell me, used my points to buy her ticket and is still behind in his child support. So let me get this straight.....you stole the points, gave it to your GF and you went on vacation owing me three months of child support and $20,000 in additional expenses. Hmmm...and you think I am not going to bug out on you? I have been working my butt off to support these kids and you get a vacation on me?!?!

I couldn't figure out a way to get him back. He told me it was too fucking bad that I should deal with it. Oh did I tell you he sold something worth $20,000, promised my kid money and now decided he wasn't going to give it to him?

Well I had enough. Get yourself a boyfriend, he screamed at me. We all know how I internally giggled at that one. He was trying to make me feel bad because the loser thinks he's a big shot with a girlfriend. THERE IS NOTHING YOU CAN DO!

Well to me those are fighting words. there is nothing I can do? For a minute he was right. I can take him to court that is it. or is it? I emerged into my magic tub for four hours with a bottle of wine!! He basically said I will move and I should ship one kid down to visit and keep the rest. Mother Fucker---you are going down!! Don't hurt my kids. We always knew he was a piece of shit but now he has reached levels beyond shit! I admit it. I felt helpless. Little I could do...or was there. Hmmmm...all gloves off now. I sent a note to the GF....hope you enjoyed your vacation that my children paid for with the child support money.....and the points...btw, you will be called into court...I will be by this week to pick up our souvenirs. Truth is, she is going through a vicious divorce and her ex had no idea that he watched the kids while she claimed to be away on business. Another vicious email from my ex. Hmmmm.....I think I need a new friend on facebook.....her ex husband to be.

A little low for me but there was no other way to go with this one. My ex is the only man who doesn't want his children. So I went after the GF. fighting through the night, calling each other names...the morning was wild!

The GF bugged. She wrote me a vicious note and I wrote back a note telling her that her name was on the papers being submitted to the courts. She was freaking. My ex folded. yes, I won. He is purchasing me a trip on the rest of the miles and he came over with half the back money. Ironically, the GF and I calmed down and we had a decent email exchange. I told her I just wanted him to pay his support and to find a GF that cared for my children. she agreed with me, having kids herself. I befriended her ex and we decided to be on friendly terms. No she's not going to be my BFF....but peace is good.

I am shaking though. My kid is crushed. My ex is garbage. the other two don't understand....sadly he will always be a dead beat dad. But I knew that. He had the nerve to come into my house today and go into my refrigerator.....war broke out. My final words to him as he was leaving and saying--I don't care if I see the kids, its their loss.....screaming at the top of my lungs--- You Will Rot In Hell! It's your Loss, they are great kids!

And I look back and I am so glad I divorced him. Yes, I work like crazy. Yes, my life is a rollercoaster BUT I need to get the poison out of my life and he is poison. i think a part of me always felt bad for him being such a loser. Now that he doesn't even care about the kids, my pity is gone. I told him I will make his life so miserable and I plan on doing it. I know negativity is bad but he is mentally warped. I won this round but sadly, there are so many more rounds to come. How can a man not want his children? How can a man walk away from two amazing kids that are angels and sweet and only want to be loved? I know vengeance is bad but this man is not a man, he's pathetic. Rage, anger...I hate this feeling. I have never hated someone as much in my life.

I am heading to bed...with my body shaking. He's threatening to quit his job too so he doesn't have to pay me money. I think I may have to begin a collection for the Cheri Bailout Fund! Sweet dreams!!

Rihanna - Only Girl (In The World)

I Just Had Sex (feat. Akon)

Flirting with the Garbage Men

Okay, I admit it. I am a total flirt sometimes and I do use it to my advantage. There are strict rules here with garbage. You must break up boxes and put strings around them for them to take them. Garbage cans have to be a certain size etc. etc. And if you don't do it, they leave you a nasty note and do not take them. For awhile after my ex left, I was having some garbage issues. Not because he was so Joe Perfect with the Garbage but because we got a new garbage supervisor on the route. The whole area was having problems. Yes, our garbage became the discussion of the whole neighborhood.

Well, you have to know that I needed to do something to change that. I had to get around the garbage situation because it was becoming an issue. One morning, I happened to be outside when the garbage supervisor came. I smiled and went over and said hello to all my garbage men, I explained how I was newly divorced and please be patient with me. Yes, I admit it, I flirted with the garbage man giving him a very sweet smile and sexy look with my eyes. Telling him I would try my best and please to be patient. Since that day, he waves to be and says hi and well the garbage has been a lot easier.

Today, my garbage was out of control. Yes, boxes tons of boxes...I was too tired last night to break up my boxes. I was pushing it today...how far would my past smile get me? The garbage men were running late today so when they just pulled up, I went outside....hair in a pony with a big smile and a tight shirt. Hi! I am sorry, my garbage is a disaster today..... He looked at me and said good morning..don't worry, it's fine. and he gave me a big smile. Hmmmm...the guy is handsome. I am not a morning person so I never noticed. Thank you sooooo much and I gave him the biggest, flirty smile. Oh man, I knew this guy got a little woody from the smile and wink he gave me!

Aaaaahh! Such innocent little fun! And well I have to tell you another thing. This time of year UPS hires a whole bunch of new men. Each year, they are all hotties. Damn, I look forward to my packages arriving. The last three men were smoking. I am convinced that you UPS has a new policy around the holidays. Hire young, tight, build hotties! What a phenomenal marketing approach. It's not by accident...yes, I almost want to send myself a package once my regular holiday packages are done. Okay, I am definitely being a pathetic hard up surburban divorcee. And you would think I haven't gotten laid in forever.....I am writing about my newest right now, New Guy. Enjoy your Monday!! I am!! Yummmmmm!!

Pre-Sexual Flashback Torture

The last week has been like a whirlwind. I met New Guy. It's funny because he called me to his friends New Girl and I called him to mine, New Guy. We started talking on Monday last week and well he sucked me in. Constant calls, sexual talk, talking about our lives, our dreams, our desires and we were up till 4AM every night. He's dangerous. The worse type of guy is one that comes in like a whirlwind where you feel you are so caught up in it and that its been going on forever. Your soul feels good, your head feels good and you feel so fulfilled. Honestly, it felt more like an affair meeting from Ashley Madison than a date!

So, we met on Thursday for coffee. I wanted to meet him to see if there was any potential. No need to get all worked up and then be let down that there was nothing there. He says he is so taken by me. My looks, my brains, my smile, my flirty way and the fact that I am not a pushover. I tell him like it is. You are different, you aren't like the other girls (geez, as I type that I realize how I was so suckered in).

He's brilliant but he has that darkness about him. I find brilliant men sometimes have this really dark tortured side. As if they are too smart for this world. Amazing how such brains can torture a man. I think its on the lines of Einstein and Picasso. There is a fight within themselves. I am attracted and drawn to men like that. Actually the Mafia guy from two weeks ago was like that too and I also think thats where Mystery Man's darkness came from too. Oh there were others but a lot of them were smart taught. These men are acceptions, their knowledge, their brains are above the norm.

He wanted me to see him on Friday night. I had a date but I ended up cancelling it. I needed to see if I was into this guy or not. He admits to being a flirt and a little bit of a player. Making me feel like I am different, I am the first girl he really liked (oh my, how suckered...lol). He actually did tell his friends about me because one of them text and said so is it as good as you thought with the new girl? That made me feel good.

There is a part of the area that he loves. This area along the water that it seems when people move there, they never want to leave. This is where he wants to get an apartment, right now he is in the basement of his house until he can legally leave. He took me out to this amazing restaurant and we kissed and held hands. We talked, we laughed and we had a great time. It was cold out but I said--well you took me here, lets go to the water. Freezing cold, we were both shivering and we kissed by the water under the stars. A block away, his friend had a million dollar home that has a separate little cabana that he had the key (how convenient). We went there to hang out. I looked at him and said...leave the condoms in the car. Oh he's one of those that doesn't like condoms but with me--no condoms no sex. And honestly, if the condoms were in the car, I knew we were not going to have sex. He laughed, hoping to sway me but I was like---empty your pockets dude...put the condoms in the car.

We went into the apartment and I so didn't want oral sex either. I made it clear to him but I ended up sucking his cock. I know, I just couldn't resist. It was very tempting and I was hot and horny. We were totally naked and he was devouring my nipples. OMG, you have the most amazing nipples. I guess they are pretty hot looking. He's not the first to tell me that. Size D tits with nipples that get all pointy...real pointy...an inch or more...he was dying and you know how there is a direct link to my pussy. I was drenched. When he went to put his fingers inside of he was like, wow! you are so wet, that is so hot! As he was fingering me, I needed to cum, I needed to go over the edge. I had to get there so I started to play with my clit. You are so fucking hot he said. It is such a turn on to watch you masturbate and see how your face is at such peace.

I came so hard..the wave overcame me. My entire body pulsated and I could feel that euphoria I love so much. A wave of heaven and then I sucked on him for just a few minutes and he came all over me. He asked, can I cum on you and I said where ever you want baby. He moaned and he came all over my tits.

We cleaned up and laid there for a few minutes and then we got dressed. He drove me home and we talked and laughed the whole way. I was calling him on things. He's used to girls falling in love with him right away. Are you in love with me yet? I said OMG, yes, let's run off to Vegas and get married tonight! and we both laughed. Wise ass, he said. Yeah, that's me baby. Don't hold your breath, I ain't fallen like the other chickies!

He walked me to the door and came in for a minute and then he left. When he got home, he called me and we spoke till 5AM. It was crazy, I am into this guy. the last two hours we talked about work. He was cracking up, he said, OMG, you are so damm smart and I am getting a woody from it. Now that is sick. I am so turned on by your brain that I am hard as a rock. We both laughed. Most people do phone sex, we did work sex.

Go out with me tonight, he said. Oh man, I had a tentative date with non-committal weekend. I will have to let you know in a bit. I called Mr non committal weekend and it still was non committed for the night because he had to work late so I told him lets make it another night. I don't want to get mad. He said, go ahead, call the next guy. I laughed but it wasn't that far from the truth. He's not stupid, I know he feels I am dating other people. Pulling away just a little.

I called back New Guy...Okay lets go out. I want to take you to a motel. I want to be alone with you and hold you. He's a major cuddler. I want to eat your pussy. He loves pussy. Geez, I am not sure I am ready for this. We will see I said. Lets start with dinner. I heard there is a great motel that is clean and he names it. My coffee went flying out of my mouth. It was the motel that was mine and Mystery Mans. Now I am sure Mystery Man is there every week with a new chickie but I have only been there once with Mr. Porsche. It was a little weird but I know him so well so it wasn't so awkward. This was different, this was a new guy. A new guy having my first encounter. I wasn't sure how I felt about it. It's just a damn place, I told myself. You were there once before, you will be fine. Mystery Man long forgot about you and has probably made that his own place with someone new. You're over it. Deal with it.

And so the evening began. He picked me up, he kissed me so sweetly, he opened the doors and closed them for me...he's a gentleman. And he sweeped me off to a restaurant with a fireplace. Actually I had been there with Mr. Security before and another date but that didn't matter. I love this place in the winter, sitting right by the fireplace...let the fun begin!

Mr, Non Weekend Commital....what the hell?!

I wish I understood men. I don't. There have been hundreds I have spoken to and probably a hundred I have gone on dates and I still have no idea what makes them tick. Getting a man has been easy for me. I have a nice smile, flirty and I give great email (lol). First and second dates go well...I am thinking my girlfriend is sadly right....you gotta keep them guessing, you gotta keep them at a distance, you gotta play games. How ironic they don't want to play games but I am thinking if they don't have the grand hunt....they lose interest...move to conquer the next. I am too nice. That's the bottomline. I give my friendship to these men, I make them feel special and they become dicks. I am attentive too. That's my personality. Don't you want to treat someone like you want to be treated? I don't think men want to be treated like that. The funniest part of all--they think they are the only one...hahaha. Oh this girl is so into me! Well baby doll, I am treating three guys just as nice, you are not exclusive.

Explain this one. Non Commital came over on Tuesday after his no show on Monday. He called, I said don't come over and he said well I am on my way. Crap. I was cold at first but he walked in with this huge chocolate and cookie arrangement for my family for the holidays, he bought my kid this hat he wanted and he bought my daughter this adorable turkey. Grrrrr....I can't resist a man that is a giver. He even made my stuffing for me and brought it over on Thanksgiving for me.

Tuesday night, we lied in my bed and cuddled and watched tv. It was so nice. He fingered me until I came and I blew him and swallowed. I have to say, that thing he does with his fingers, he's a pro. Somehow he manages to get my clit, my pussy and one finger in my ass....it drives me wild. My body cums so quick. and then he has a flipping technique on my nipples....holy crap, they respond immediately and I get so wet. Did I tell you that he was a stripper years ago? Oh, this is one bad boy who has been around.

Thursday when he came over to drop off the stuffing---holy shit....he looked smokin. The best I have ever seen him. I couldn't keep my hands off of him and in his cool way I can tell he loved it. I also noticed he was wearing the bracelet I bought him for his birthday. So you would think we were in good standings?!

Friday....the dreaded weekend comes....he doesn't ask me out. Finally he asked me what I was doing..I told him going for a drinnk with a friend. He was like oh really? A friend. I said yup and changed the subject. I was going with a friend. It was a first date. I didn't tell him it was a guy but he knew. I said, maybe we can meet after for a drink. I called..he didn't answer that night.

Saturday comes--I call non chalantly to say hi, see how his day was going. Really upbeat and it is Monday, I still haven't heard from me. So, Saturday night, I decided to pass his house at 9pm. Let's see if he still was working. yes, you know me with my famous stalkings. Its observations I guess. To my surprise, his road is narrower than my driveway....crap, I could so have gotten busted. well his cars and work truck were there. AND, there was another car parked by his house. Who knows, maybe he has a girlfriend. that would make sense don't ya think? I mean for two months I havent seen him on a weekend really (maybe once). Something isn't right.

And the hot guy I had a date with two weeks ago. He was sick. So now what?! He lives on the dating site! I am not calling, or texting or anything. Why would he email me from Aruba to say hi and tell me he had a great time....what the fuck?!?!!

The Astronaut has surgery on his knee....three weeks on the couch. He is in a real cranky mood. One word answers on BBMs. I am giving up there too.

So here I sit...sad. I think this holiday season is worst than last year. I am so depressed. I was hoping to have a few guys I cared about or one that I was dating a little regularly. I got volumes but not one that I feel is a real hangout guy. I don't want twelve men to occupy my time and go out with. I want two....

Mr., Security has been back on the scene. Hmmmmm...to my surprise, I don't want him anymore. He's my friend now.

So sex?! Hmmm...Non commital and Mr. porsche are the only ones right now. Mr. Porsche is really it. We had our three year anniversary....wow, three years...that's insane. Gotta tell ya about our last rendezvous..our sex is so bizarre...lol

Sir Prince Charming?

Well I told you last weekend about that guy I liked. We went dancing last Friday night. He went away for a week to the Islands but how cute, he sent me a note while he was away. Sadly now he is sick......pout. But there is potential there. He has a really great heart, funny...I like him. but hangs out on that dating site, bugs the shit out of me.

truth is, those sites are so made up for that. How many times did I want to kill Mystery Man for being on the site? How many other men did I dump because its like I am not good enough for them if they are still on there. A vicious cycle.

So I am hoping something works with this guy. You know I had two dates this week and I don't know what happened to either one....lol weirdly I don't care.

One guy I have a feeling. we grew up in the same neighborhood. His little sister was in my classes and I realized who she was. you know that girl that everyone tortures growing up? Yup! that was her. she was teased relentlessly. the boys did horrible things to her and the girls were not nice either. I was not one of the people but they were my friends. There wre times that I stopped them and i was nice to her but I wonder if I was guilty based upon association. I guess we will see...

Thanksgiving is here. wow, so fast. gotta get the house in order and make my menu. Yes, its by me again. In between my work. Gotta say, I am sad. holidays without a boyfriend. I was hoping I would have someone here to be with me and share the holidays. being lonely this time of year.....sucks!

Mr. Non Weekend Commital

So I need your opinion on this one. Been dating this guy for three months. He's the one that doesnt commit to weekends. He's not married but something is up. He knows it bothers me if we make tentative plans...like ok, when you are done with your dinner with your parents and I am dome with my dinner with my friends...let's meet up for a drink. He never called. I called and he said he went to sleep already. Hmmmm...interesting...why didn't he call when he was done? Another weekend non commital AND he didn't even call saturday and supposedly he was home. I was out with Mr. Mafia so it didn't matter but what is up with that.

Last night, he said he was going to come by again. Go to the gym and then come to my house around 8:30-9 I said call me. By 8:50, I had had it. It takes 20 minutes to get here and if he hadn't called, he wasn't coming. Well I was pissed. Enough already. Granted, last week he cooked me this great dinner and he's great in bed. Body to die for and he's an ex stripper so he knows all the moves. Great at eating me out....makes me cum immediately and he does this technique to my nipples that drive them wild. Ooops, I got side tracked. Anyway, I sent him a note...I don't know why you are getting off with this game you are playing but I am not at all amused. Don't understand if you know it bothers me why you do it. Not into games, I am a straight shooter. Night!

Am i wrong? Why should I sit around waiting for this guy. His personality, I am not going to hear from him. Oh well, it is what it is. I am not chasing him.

The Extreme Date

Be careful what you wish for in life. I am always saying how I want a witty, intelligent bad boy. Well tonight I had a date with a guy who was all of that AND gorgeous. Sounds great right? It was a crazy date. He was extreme. We are talking unbelievably smart. He had a photogenic memory, has a patent for this product that is going to be huge, knows so much about everything. Mentally I was in overstimulation. Looks....Italian all the way. We are talking a body..he was a gymnast, a wrestler, bouncer...I think you get the picture. Witty...but lacking in sophistication and people skills although I was really attracted to him, I was turned off as well. so analytical, so scientific....stubborn and knows it all.

Downfall, we disagree on two very heated topics. God and politics. So extreme are his beliefs that I almost walked out in frustration. We were at this great restaurant with great food, great drinks, great music....just when I almost had enough he leaned over and said...damn you are hot! What spunk, how amazingly refreshing it is to be mentally stimulated by a woman! wow, you are such a turn on and he kissed my neck...

It was too early for the night to be over and he was suppose to bring me some samples of his product and he only lived a few miles away, so i drove back to house. We spent the next two hours, drinking and talking and it was nice. He didn't make a move at first.

And bad boy, well he started to tell me about his life. He does high end contracting work. I could see a scar on his arm. He had been stabbed. OH more than once. He has been shot at, his friends are in the mafia and he had a weapon in every room of his home. Knives, swords, guns...5 guns to be exact. And then there is a side of him that he was featured in a magazine as one of the most eligible men on the internet. A man of extremes! I couldn't figure out if I was nervous or if I felt safe. Tough yet so gentle.

So I sat on his couch and we talked. Then he leaned over to me and kissed me. The kiss was sizzling and sensual and it went on for a long time. I was lying in his arms,we were cuddled on the couch. It felt so nice and he was an amazing kisser. I could feel his hard cock leaning against me but I wasn't ready to fuck or suck him. Until I know if this guy is something I want, I am not screwing with him. In a heated kiss, he took my hand so I could feel the bulge on his pants...mmmmmm....so inviting. We kissed some more and then he brought my hand back and his cock was out. I went to move it but his moan was so inviting and he had a long, hard cock...

Whispering in my ear, you are turning me on so much. The fact that you've opened my mind a little tonight, was such a turn on. And feeling his cock, with a few quick rubs and strokes...he came. With such vocalization, it almost shocked me.

It's been awhile since I have been with someone. I have been concentrating on my new invention and i would rather be alone that be on a bad date. They are depressing. I cuddled in his arms. I want someone that feels like they fit together with me like a puzzle. I am blown away by how I feel about you right now.

I felt good nestled in his arms just playing with his chest hair and talking. It felt so right yet I knew in my heart, this man was not for me. Brilliant, absolutely but he was a narcisstic too. Old world Italian too. I walked into his home and I felt like it was an Italian grandma's home. Always amazes me how you can see a lack of female touch and design in a man's house. Kind of sad in a way. This guy had such potential, he excelled at everything he had ever done. Yet, he wasn't a success because of this dark side I could feel.

He showed me his bedroom and we kissed again on his bed. He admitted to me that while he was not happy at the time I said no to heavy sexual involvement, that if he slept with me, he never calls the girl the next night. Hmmmm, interesting. Well we kissed and he told me how gorgeous I was. But he kept saying how safe I was and how he would never hurt me. Which made me even more nervous because this man lived like there were people coming to get him at all times. Two additional shot guns in his closet and he couldn't find his hand gun (holy crap, it was time to leave. He misplaced his handgun?)

He told me I could stay in the guest bedroom. I needed to get home. We spoke a little more and I was amazed at his intellect yet I was amazed at his lack of social skills as well. Jokingly he told me that his friend once said to him that after talking to him for 10 minutes, a person needs a nap to rest their brain. Perfectly put! lol

He walked me to the car and thanked me for a fabulous evening. He kissed me goodby and opened my car door and asked me if I would see him again. Tough question. He's going to be a success if he mellows out but the fact that he lives and breathes Survival of the Fittest. Thinking that if a human can't take care of themselves, they deserve to die just like animals in the wild. I can't handle someone like that. I can't handle a man who feels like that when honestly, I have children that are not the fittest. I fight for them.

So tonight I got to see brass knuckles, two shotguns, samauri swords, learned how soldiers used this sword to fight and that the blade can cut through armor, saw three handguns, learned how Jesus was the sacrified lamb and that we are all not pure and will go to hell and if a person needs a wheelchair--screw them--but it themselves. I learned about rockets and the civil war and Ulysses Grant and samauris and a whole bunch of stuff I never knew. Geez, and as I write this, I realize that I need to let this one die very quietly! lol

How ironic that all these men live within 5-10 miles of each other. I passed Mystery Man's development, I passed Mr. Astronauts block, I passed the taxman too. Maybe I should move in the area.

When The Divorce Is Final...

I had planned a big divorce party. Actually a client was paying for a limo ride for me and my friends, the only catch was that we had to go to a strip place. I think he was going to get off on watching my friends and I and the girls play with us. He was going to leave us to enjoy the rest of the night in the limo. Ironically, now that it is FINAL. Yes, ladies, gentleman and frogs.....it is true, I am a divorced woman.

I did not know what I would expect. Would I be jumping up and down? Would I be going crazy and partying all night? Truth was....I felt sad. Not because I regretted anything I did or ever planned to return. I never once have said maybe I shouldn't have done it. I always felt it was the right move and still do. However, I failed. I am not one who likes to fail or gives up and I did both. I am a fighter, I am a survivor and I gave up here. OH I know, it was the right thing to do. I am sooooooo much happier. I feel sooooo much more alive.

And then there was the clincher. Two things actually. The reality that I am alone. And the truth is I think the fact that I was sick and no one to take care of me (not that he ever did) and the fact that I started to get morbid and thinking would anyone care if I died? I think that was hard for me. All hit at the same time.

Ironically, I truly feel like my life could sometimes be a book or a late night drama show. When the papers arrived, they were signed by the judge on what would have been my 20th Anniversary. It was as if the contract ran out. It was to the day. There was no renewal on the contract. It is done. Please, such drama only happens in movies but not for me!!! I sometimes feel like my life is a movie. Not sure if it would be a horror movie, a comedy, a romance novel or a porn book! lol All wrapped up in one.

Its been a few days actually. I threw in the towel and went to the doctor again and well, he is pumping me up with antibiotics and some other crap. I am finally, finally feeling a little better!!! YEAH!!!!!! My spunky self is returning YEAH!!!!!!!!

So tonight I went out with my best girlfriends. Major crap with the ex last week and each week. child support? Hmmmmm...he doesn't think he has to pay it for over 3 months now. I would be living in a shoebox!!! But as I was driving to meet my girlfriends, the music was blasting and I realized...I am happy! I was going out with my girlfriends and meeting a man after. That I actually had my choice of two to meet. That I was dating now. I mean really dating. going out on three dates a week. Meeting new people, talking, having freedom and I am loving it! And I will not settle because I am happy. I don't need someone, I don't ever think I will be without a date if I wanted one, there is always a man. So if I find someone special--I would love it. If I don't, I will just keep dating.

My friends and I sat around the table tonight and we discussed all the guys I have met the past year (hmmm...I have not been discussing my cheating days even) and they were laughing hysterical. One of my friends married her high school sweetheart, she actually never dated four men in her life. And here I drop four men in a bucket in a week.

How do I feel?! Emotionally GREAT! It's liberating! It's freedom! It's amazing! My only worry is money. But I feel good, really good. I hope I can keep this great high for a long time.

So wish me luck! xoxo

Frogs , so many frogs

Frogs from the past, frogs from today, frogs for tomorrow!

Busy season at work, still sick--I blew out my sinus..isn't that special!!

Been dating a lot and enjoying it. Actually, if I wasn't sick, I would be really enjoying life. No one special but honestly, I think I prefer it that way right now. Ironically, I had more sex when I was married then now. But I am going out more now on REAL DATES. My attitude has changed, the old Don't Think seems to be working for me.

I do like this new guy. Not sure where it is going to go. He owns an exterminating company. Not something I am very comfortable with (I am squirming when I think of a spider) but I gotta get over it. He's gorgeous, he's sexual and he has a good soul.

When I was married and cheating, I seemed to go for the white collar men. My direction has seemed to change....I wonder why? Actually the one guy who is wining and dining me who is white collar is not turning me on. All the money in the world can't buy you class and a soul. And I am learning that now!

Oh, I can't wait to share some of the frogs! Catch up! Catch up! I have been working so hard because the ex hasn't given me a penny in 4 months. Forcing me to go to child support. He's such an ass.

Hope all is well with you out there!!!!!! Miss my blog friends!!

Ouch! I was a slime

I didn't mean to be. I thought he wasn't that into me. It made me feel like I would just be a booty call. Asking me to come over and hang out the last minute. Asking me to meet him the last minute. The cocky developer sent me a vicious email today. AND...he was right. I felt like crap because I hate to be treated that way but honestly I have gotten callous to men lately. He said he's been trying to get me to call him back, make plans and I have been busy. That he wanted me to come over and hang out and go to dinner. I thought he was looking for a quick booty call, that he was a player.

So he told me today he can't do this with me anymore. That I am totally not into him that I do not call back and that I am selfish. WOW! These are things I have never been called and what hurt more than anything is that is exactly what I blamed other for in my life. So the tables turned. And I so don't like being known like that. I have a problem that he left his family, met a woman 25 years younger and had a baby with her and didn't marry her. He has two families now. I guess I didn't see me and my family fitting in. But yet I do feel bad.

I told him. Let's start again. I am very attracted to him but this image of the playa keeps popping in my head. Can he not be a playa? I guess it doesn't matter, he told me he can't. That I am too wrapped up in my own life to want to get to know him. He needs to move on from me. Personally, he was hanging with his friend and I think he got pissed because I blew off meeting him at his friends' business.

Well I do feel bad. I know what it feels like to be left hanging. So I feel like a bit of a slime. I guess the only thing I can do is be more careful next time and be more attentive. I usually am over attentive. Going to sleep...Sweet dreams....
xoxo

Rihanna - Only Girl (In The World)

A Possible Prince Charming?

It's been awhile since I felt this excitement. That I felt a sensual connection with a man, a real strong one. And I think I might have found it. I have been dating a lot of men but I don't get that Oh Wow. That feeling of sexual desire and craving. They are nice. I enjoy their company. But there was this one guy, I had read his profile about six months ago. I thought it was cocky. So cocky that I sent him a note basically saying how disgusting it was. How ironic, we started to discuss his profile. Time passed and we would say hello once in awhile online.

A month ago, he sent me a note to say hi. He adjusted his profile a little and I laughed. then we started talking...I liked him but how could I like a pompous ass like this? well his new profile was mellowed down. And we spoke on the phone and he was funny, fun and well, we all know with such a pompous attitude--he is super hot. Anyway, he wanted to meet. I told him I am not the usual anorexic bitches you are used to going out with so I will meet you but we ain't a match. Think of it as a fun drink. Fine, he said. Buddies. I said great.

So we went out and well the drink turned to dinner and the dinner turned to us massaging each other in the booth and well....it was friends but getting quite touchy. He walked me to my car and hugged me and then leaned over and we kissed. I can't believe I just kissed you...he said. And I turned to him and whispered in his ear.... You did!!! and laughed and jumped into my car.

Things have been heating up with us. And honestly, he has been super funny and I look forward to hearing from him. we made a date for Wednesday and he cancelled...jokingly I had said to him...oh, what am I not weekend worthy? That's okay, I want you to know my tongue works better on weekends.

Well we have a date for Friday night. Tonight I sat on the phone with him and we talked about what we like sexually. I explained how I was 39 and asexual and how I found myself and have been enjoying life and sex. "He asked about men I have been with and I said what do you think? He said you are oozing with sexuality in a scary way. Innocent yet so sensual....I laughed. He asked me about past lovers, I told him there were a few. He asked about a special one and I said yes. I told him about this guy who I connected with sexually. That I really enjoyed every minute with him. That we just fit right. Of course I said it was over for awhile but the memories and flashbacks were still super hot and I never regretted one minute.

We began to talk about sex..yes, I was getting so turned on. I told him about how I loved sucking cock and I asked him to explain his to me. I asked hin what turned him on in bed and we just explained to each other what turned each other on. He finally said, Cheri, I got a hard on here that is no going away. Man, your voice is so damn sexy, I have to tell you how I want to jump you right now. Innocently, I teased him more. Oh my, you mean you are thinking about thrusting ur cock inside of me?! All I could hear is a moan...lol Oh this is going to be fun. I am glad that I finally found someone who makes me laugh, giggle and turns me on.

Honestly, I could have seen Mr. Security this week. I chose not to. Weirdly, he doesn't do it for me like he used to. He's been chasing me a lot more these days. He was in the dentists office the other day and his daughter was looking in a magazine and said...daddy, isn't this your friend Cheri? He looked at the picture and said he almost died. It looked just like me. It actually was a picture of Anna Nicole Smith. Honestly, I have heard that many times before...pretty funny. Hope my life doesn't go down that same path though. Anyway, ever since that day, he has been calling me daily. Hahaha

So who knows. My body seemed to wake up again today. That inner excitement in my heart has woken up. Will it last? I do not know. but I do know that I love the feeling of coming alive. I also know this is the first guy in a long time I can imagine throwing up against a wall and going wild with. And the first one to motivate me to start stretching out tonight. I think flexibility is going to be needed once again.....real soon...

Surrounding Myself with Manipulative, Controlling Men

Yes, here is a rant. I just do not get men. I don't and I am beginning to think I never will. I have a boss who calls me concerned how upset I am. Yes, first time in my life I showed weakness and I was touched by his concern. Oh wait, at our next meeting he pulled the old personal problems card on why I am slipping. Hmmmm...let's see, I didn't do one thing but I did 500 other things and you are going to take me to the cleaners? You feel I should be happy with my salary...keep it like that this year.....hmm....is that your way of saying you aren't giving me more money? How you have made me who I am? Men are so damn manipulative and controlling and I seem to surround myself with them. Oh yes, while he is traveling the world, I am home working weekends growing his business.

Oh wait. My newest lover. Who is so attentive. rough around the edges without a doubt and definitely a bad boy. A hard ass yet a soft side to him. showing up one day with the hugest mum plant I have ever seen AND that won me over. My type? not at all. But he's sexy and good in bed. He's been my knight in shining army and has taken care of things around the house that I am not able to do. I am very appreciative. But there is a pattern. He won't commit to weekends. I joke that I am not weekend worthy but again tonight he had to work late. Two other times, we had tentative plans. but tonight I see the writing on the wall....he's avoiding me on weekends. I see him all week but on the weekends he is not around. A surprise birthday party one weekend, got home late from his cabin another, text the wrong girl another time and tonight....again, he had to work late. So there is a pattern. And as of right now, I am breaking the pattern....he's gone! His cock was small anyway. I mean without even a gag, I could engulf his entire cock with room to grow. His technique was great....ahhh...but you see, I just learned the other night, he was a stripper. In fact, the mother of his child was a stripper too. Hmmmm...explains the great technique. He's been doing this for a very long time.

Next, the lover of three years. He has a phobia to purchase anything personal for me. Oh he is generous with throwing money at me or buying things that I need and even giving me expensive services. But when it comes to a personal gift, jewelry, perfume....it ain't happening. Mr. Porshe would rather give me a gift certificate than make the purchase. I reminded him....three years. THREE YEARS!! I want something personal. I do not know what I am going to do if he doesn't. It's more the fact that he knows how flowers or jewelry would mean so much. A few months and he had gone with me to pick out a ring. I realize now he handed me money. It wasn't that he actually purchased it. so stupid but it's as if it makes us less if he doesn't get me something personal. Well I want that personal. As for the I love you. You can not imagine how that went over like a lead ballon. I do love him. I love him for all that he has done for me emotionally, physically, mentally....I love for how he has given me happiness these past three years. As far as wanting him to be my husband?! Oh no way! He is difficult and high maintenance. So we shall see how this pans out.

Mr. Astronaut has flown back into my life. Now that man has a cock to die for. Problem is, I can't catch the cock. As you know, he goes undercover and disappears. When he is out of the country, I cannot BBM him. Oh he sneaks a peek but usually doesn't answer. Two weeks ago, we had a date. He had been working 75 hours straight and said he probably wasn't going to be able to get out of work. I didn't know the work ended up making him have to run out of the country that night. I, the PITA that I am, had tentative plans with him for the next night. So was I suppose to know he had to leave? so i texted...wow, your great for my ego...don't worry, I got my booty call without you. WTF?! was his response. I am out of the country...damn it, you are going to get me killed. We'll talk when I get back. Ooops! How was I suppose to know. So heres the thing. I think he's back and he's playing that he's still away. Bastard admitted to me he loves to see me squirm and want his cock. Well, I showed my girlfriend a pix of his cock and she said that she would be begging for it too. I mean he has one fine cock!

Oh there has been others. Actually five blah dates. So is it me? These men are just not doing it for me. Tonight I blew off the most high maintenance of them all. Some big time developer. A man like him wants constant pampering. He got angry when at 5PM, I refused to come over tonight. He threw a fit when I told him I had a date at 8! Sorry baby....

Oh there are more....but no one is truly floating my boat right now. Oh guess what!!! the ex has a girlfriend! I am happy for him, well happy for me. He has not been hanging around making me feel guilty and looking at me weirdly. He still stalks me, I have seen him drive by at weird hours. Now heres the funniest....my kid is out with his gf and sleeps there, my ex has his gf sleeping over and I am not allowed to date without eyes raising from the kid and my ex. hmmm..two more controlling men!

So in conclusion.....I am here on a Saturday night, sexually frustrated that I can't find a man that really gets my blood boiling. A man who can screw me, balance me, give me that euphoria that I sooooooo crave. Is there a man out there that can do it for me? Is there a man who can touch me and give me the chills and make me moan with every thrust? I am beginning to think there isn't. I have begun to look at sex differently and I am beginning to think it is the way men look at it. Interesting......it's an activity. It's a hobby. Doesn't have to have emotion in it like love or super liking. I think I am really getting the man thing. WoW, it's kind of cool. I don't want a man to sleep over, I want to fuck and have them leave. I don't need the super passion after...I don't think its love....I go on with my life right after. Amazing....I think my independence has turned me into a man! (well not physically of course)

Single With One World

I apologize for not blogging. I miss blogging. Things have been crazy. I am annoyed with myself because this is my diary. This is the place I write my inner thoughts and I have not been here. Well honestly, I was very sick for a month and I have been soul searching for some inner peace. The sick, I had pneumonia. Yup, ran myself into the ground with a lack of sleep and I got myself pneumonia. I am feeling better now but its still lingering and my usual perky self has not been real perky. Of course, that didn't stop me from dating men but it was a little less frequent and a lot less kissing.

As for soul searching, I am sad that my friend is having such problems and at the beginning of the divorce and being alone. Ironically, I feel blessed that I was able to search and learn about myself while I was still married (and thanks to all of you who have helped me throughout the years find myself). Looking who I am now, I realize that I have come a long way as a person. When I am feeling down, I look back at how far I have come. Wow, I am a different person in some ways, yet still insecure in others. Able to leave some men behind yet can't seem to shake the memories of others. Amazing how our minds work.

So, I am alive and having a hard time that my world of mystery no longer needs to be a world of mystery. I can be open about dating and who I am. However, I gotta say, I prefer the mystery and keeping it a secret.

I am trying to not get involved with married men as much (hmmm..key word. as much!) Actually, I have a grandfather clause. If I fooled around with them in the past or they are BD (before divorce) then they are still a possibility. hehehe

Okay, back to cleaning....enjoy your day!

Mr. Security--Can I Dip Your Cock in Fluff?

Mr. Security and I were talking about Mallomars. How they are close to great sex and at times they may surpass them. If you have never had one...I strongly recommend you try a box. The perfect amount of chocolate and marshmallow and graham cracker.....to die for actually. Yes, I am eating one right now...I can attest...its heaven. So our conversation drifted to how the size has shrunken over the years. Those babies used to be twice the size. I told him I was going to measure them for further analysis next year to see if they keep shrinking them. I was using my cock ruler. He didn't believe me and so I sent him a pix of me measuring the mallomar. So let me ask you....what happens if we are having sex and we are eating mallomars? The Perfect Orgasm...lol


Today I went food shopping...I picked up a box of scrumptous mallomars and giggled to myself and continued to the meat aisle. As I got to the beef, Mr. Security popped in my face and startled me. He was food shopping with his kids. We smiled and he winked and he kissed me gently and whispered in my ear...you are looking hot my dear...and those mallomars in your wagon...yummm!

So what is the chance that a man I know for years, met on AshleyMadison, would be a regular shopper at my supermarket? Way too funny. We've met in the supermarket when we were having an affair, but now its on a pretty regular basis and we are out in the open. All the different scenerios have gone through my head of being there with the hubby and him being there and us seeing each other. Or how ironic that before we met on Ashley Madison that we probably did see each other in the same supermarket dozens of time.

And now here we are, years later, both of us going for a divorce and still friends. We haven't been together in a while. Actually, I have been keeping him a distance. But we do talk regularly on the phone each week.

So as we both were shopping, his daughter wanted Fluff. Fluff is a white, sticky substance, kind of like marshmallows but very, very sticky with tons of sugar. I was trying to help in find the Fluff since its one of those foods that have absolutely no category to fit in a supermarket. Two aisles later, we ran into each other. He found the fluff.

As we were checking out on different checkout lanes, I sent him a text. Can I stick your cock in the fluff and lick it off?! Now that will not be an easy task. Think of me as you are eating the fluff and what we would do with it.

I see as I am putting my groceries in the wagon and begin to walk out of the supermarket that he is taking his phone out of his pocket. Bye, I say to him and the kids. They all say good by and now he is reading the text. I get out of there quickly and load the car. At the light, he catches up to me and rolls down his window. He smiles and then says to me and btw, the answer is YES..over and over again. We both laugh and he pulls out.

Supermarket shopping has taken on a whole new level of fun!

A Way to make your Vagina taste sweeter!

It's been awhile and all of you must be thinking, she is screwing her brains out...when the reality is, I was sick with pneumonia. Yup, I was down for the count for two weeks but I am back!!

So before I got sick, I started to see this guy who owns an oil company. I've been finding men that come in handy for other things than sex lately. Oh it doesn't start off like that but they just appear with something I need in my life. It's amazing. Well Mr. Burner came over and cleaned my pipes and my burner! lol Said it was the worse he has ever seen...hahaha but he re-built the whole thing and I should be good for another 20 years. Pretty cool considering it was falling apart. Anyway, you may be thinking so where is the sweet vagina come in here.

So I gave him a blowjob and quite frankly his cum tasted so sweet. It had a fruity taste to it...so I decided to look it up and see why this might be. Men who eat lots of fruit and veggies, stay away from cheese and carbs and just all around eat healthy--well ,their cum tastes better according to many articles I read. Actually makes sense because this guy is a health buff with an amazing body.

So I decided to take it one step further. I wanted to see how I can make my pussy taste sweet. And of course there are articles on this. Cranberry juice and Pineapple juice. Also low carbs and stay away from cheese. Well what the hell, lets give it a try...what are you doing, my girlfriend asked. Drinking pineapple juice. Really? Why? I want a sweet pussy....ok, she died laughing and I told her it was the truth. Amazing, whatever you need to know...you can find it on the internet!!

So Cheri is working on a sweeter pussy.

Snow Patrol - Chasing Cars (2007 version)

Memories seem to blur....you can remember the emotion, you can remember the moment yet at times the face and the flashback seem like they were a dream. If there was one thing I do wish, is that I had a picture. Sometimes a persons face will just blur in your head....

Large Cock Exposure Can Be Detrimental To My Future

Being exposed to some pretty damn nice cocks in my life has caused me to be less than enthused when I come across a medium cock. Realistically, I have been blessed with some amazing cocks. I mean, the trainers cock was so big this summer that I was afraid of it. I mean I couldn't even get half of it in my mouth and I never got the opportunity to experience it anymore than that this summer. honestly, that was my choice. Ladies and Gentleman, I am reaching a new level these days (I will have to explain in another post).

But back to cocks. Mr. Porsche is a nice length and he has damn girth. Thickness....mmmmmm. Mr. Astronaut also was in that category. Thick and long. Mystery Man had an amazing cock. It was thick and had girth...he also knew how to use the damn thing. IT fit perfect and well..enough said. And others I was with had decent sizes whether it be in length or some girth. Honestly, Mr. Security was little. Funny how when I was with him a few years ago I hadn't noticed it but it was kind of small.

I know I haven't been really updating as much but honestly the summer was fabulous. Not because of the great sex. Honestly, I had less sex than I have had in a really long time. I can't remember the last time I got laid. But there has been lots of fun...I hit a great point in my life this summer (I am getting off track...back to cocks).

Well there is this guy that I met in a local bar. I was out for drinks with a girlfriend and we were at a bar. This guy and I started talking and he seemed nice and cute so we chatted for awhile. Turns out that he is a field supervisor for an oil company (how ironic, I need a new oil burner--how lucky can a girl get). We've been seeing each other for around three weeks now. I am somewhat interested, actually not that interested, I am turning into a man this summer. I have had a new outlook on men lately. Anyway, I had to rush home because the babysitter had to leave so I abruptly said to my friend, we gotta go. As I was leaving I gave him my business card and ran out. He later said, I was like Cinderella and ran out leaving my card instead of a shoe and off I was before midnight.

He called me and we have seen each other quite a bit the last three weeks. He has been amazing to me, such a helpful guy. First time in my life I have allowed someone to help me. He helped me with my kids toy assembling it and he actually re-built my burner two nights ago. I paid for the parts and he spent over 5 hours fixing it. Uhm, probably the worse burner he had seen in 20 years he said. Truth was, the hubby never took care of it. I was lucky I met him, the thing had been on fire, he showed me the burnt areas. I would have been in trouble this winter.

He also came over one night and had gone to the fishermans and got a flounder right off of the boat. He then made me stuffed flounder with asparagus and crabcakes. I mean this man can cook. The flounder was to die for! It was the best dinner and so fresh tasting. Anyway, he has been cooking for me and taking care of little things. He is growing on me but I am not head over heels.

So back to the cock. I took this one slow. However, after working on my boiler for 5 hours, I felt I wanted to repay him . We haven't slept together or did we get into anything serious so I gave him a blow job. Here's the thing.....when his pants came down I basically was thinking...is that it? It was skinny and small. Deep throating was not a problem in the least. I was able to get his entire cock in my mouth and I didn't even flinch. So am I just getting amazing at deep throating or was it that he really didn't have much going on? maybe a little of both.

With ease, I was able to engulf his entire cock. I kept hoping it would get a little larger but it truly was engorged. He came in my mouth, it tasted very sweet in fact. Amazing tasting cum but even when he pushed my head down, I didn't even gag. I actually almost laughed that I was thinking....no problem dude, I can possible get your balls in my mouth too.

I gotta say, I am not exactly dying to have sex with him now except for the act of having sex. I am amazed how the emotional attachment thing doesn't come so quickly anymore. I finally get it! I get how men are about sex because I have started to feel the same way. Sex without an emotional attachment. I am loving this new freedom I feel. I am able to enjoy sex for the sex. I am actually seeing how men see it. Woo Hoo!! So I have to tell you, what a difference it is to enjoy it this way. Of course, it's not like this with everyone. In some ways I wish it were.

So now here's the thing. Have I just been lucky that I have had some juicy cocks or is it just a weird coincidence that the last two cocks have been tiny. And why did I not notice how tiny Mr. Security was years ago?!?!?! Hmmmm.....let's hope that my exposure to so many thick, delicious cocks is going to cause me to have a problem enjoying a man who is not so well endowed.

An Amazing Single Summer

My posts have been so infrequent this summer and I do apologize. I am disappointed with myself for because I had a phenomenal summer and quite frankly I didn't keep it in my blog for memories. There was no one super special, in fact I dated here and there, went out on the town a lot which I think is what made is so great versus sitting at home. But most importantly, I am growing and feeling really good about myself as a person.

The only down side is the EX. He is getting a little psychotic on me and quite frankly it is scaring me. He has been stalking the house. Sending me notes when I am out, showing up when I had the Electrician over and I had to shove him outside. And last night, we had a drag out war. He has decided he has a right to things in the house. He was told that he needed to remove everything last year....all of a sudden he tried to threaten me last night over some crystal pieces. Honestly, I would have given them to him but the way he attacked me....screw him. He threatened to come in and break them if I didn't give them to him, claiming he would do the jail time out of principle. SCARY! So I said you want them I will fling them out the door now! Oh, it was ugly and then it got worse.

I had gone to the store and regrettably left him in the house. Where he ravaged through my things. However, you better be prepared when you ravage through someones things on what you will find. I had a bag by the door of toys. He claimed my kid was going through them, she couldn't reach them....in there were vibrators, massagers, ropes and a few other kinky toys. He was disgusted, he was freaking out, I just giggled serves you right. The rest of the night he was texting me, accusing me of cheating on him when we were married and telling me G-d would get me. Wooooooow! I was more scared he was going to show up with a knife.

He's dating now and I hope he finds a girl fast. He tells me how he can't take the kids because he needs the weekends to go out with women. Let's just say the rest of the night consisted of what do you do with the ropes? what were some of the things in the bag? I told him to look it up online, don't bother me.

Except for him, I have to say I am feeling a really good inner peace right now. Work is crazy and high pressure, men are nothing special (except for Mr. P and the electrician--everyone else is just a few good dates). I will talk write more soon....wanna catch you up

Crazy Days, Crazy Nights

Yes, this has been a summer to remember. My computer has been acting up and its been painful to try and post since its running sooooo slow. But I can say...I have been extremely busy these past few weeks.

Mr. Electrician and I have really clicked. It's a weird connection and quite frankly his next month is so packed I will probably not see him. But he's slept over three times and I slept at his house as well. The sex is really good. And of course I will share the evenings....so worth the post. Doing it in front of his fireplace.....doing it in my gazebo outside. Oh it has been an unbelievable few weeks. We're going to a lecture together later this month. We're friends with fringe benefits. He's smart, he's fun, we grab dinner together and just laugh and tell each other funny stories. I feel so relaxed with him. I am not on guard. It's been 20 years since I have gotten stoned and we got stoned together...oh my, my brain felt like it was split in half. One side still working (I could see little men in my head sitting at desks working) and the other side was so relaxed and content. Coolest feeling. And the sex and blow job when I was stoned. Well I will write the full night but damn. You know I love giving a man a blow job but this was amazing! I was sooooo into it. I mean I was soooooo enjoying his cock.

The newest addition is Charlie Brown. My friends call him that because he is bald. I have never dated a bald man. A body to die for. He is so damn sexy and an amazing tongue. I can tell he is going to be an amazing lover.

I have been out every night the past two weeks and have been having soooo much fun. It's hysterical. Mr. Porsche has been busy with his family. He knows I am getting frustrated. We had a real heart to heart the other night. He posted to this college gf Love you babe. And well it was truly a friend only love you but it set me in a tailspin. I will explain.

So I am still alive....I am having the time of my life right now. Every night I have gone out, I have met a guy and just have been having fun. I have to write my posts soon because I kind of put feelers out for a whole new group of frogs....lol. Single life is agreeing with me these days. I feel alive most of the time, lonely still at times but mostly really great about me.

And, I think I had a major revelation! In one day, Mr. Porsche, Mr. Electrician and Charlie Brown all said basically the same thing about me on why they like me. And then it hit me...that's it. Those are the personality traits I strive for and when I am in a good place, that is what turns men on. So....I might have to run with it and share it with you and you can let me know if anyone agrees with me.

Okay, gotta get ready tonight to go out. Tonight is the last night of the season for that hot lounge I have been hanging out in. I am going to get dressed and I am ready to have fun! I truly hope you all are enjoying your days and nights as much as I am. I truly gotta say that I think I am enjoying the summer so because I am discovering so much more about me. Even more than the men. I am discovering who I am and the men are just a little flavor to the stew.

Enjoy your night...I hope I do!

Alive and Having Fun!

My computer had been acting up so its been hard to post. But I also have been swamped with work and its crazy now because I am living my life as one life. No more sneaking, no more hiding and its been a little strange. Oh from the kids and my ex I still do hide. But my life has taken on a kind of normalcy. I am having a hard time with not hiding. Its weird.

I have been staying off of Ashley Madison for a little bit as well as the other dating sites as well. Its so strange not to be on there since its been so many years. But work has been crazy.

Now you may be thinking, did Cheri turn into an angel!? NOOOOOO. I have been dating the same pool of frogs. The Electrician and I have been seeing each other regularly each week. I am actually heading over there to his house for the first time today. He's been coming here. We do normal things like the movies, dinners out, book stores....I like him. No he's not the one and its more of a friendship but I am enjoying it immensely. The sex is fun! Oh, wait till I get to the gazebo story.

Mr. Porsche has been going crazy with work and hasn't had so much time with me. We've had some rocky roads. I want to feel more wanted and he is over his head. But I respect it. It's been three years almost and I have to realize this is a tough time of the year for us. He's wrapped up in family and work and I have to deal with it.

Furniture Guy...I am not sure if that is what I named him....but things are heating up there. Now that is going to be a fun ride.

And male model trainer is still in the pix.

I have this saying that I say to my friends when they are bugging out about a guy....They Always Come Back. And they do! Most a couple of times. lol So every once in awhile my phone rings and its an old frog. Funny, the ones you would like to hear from are usually the ones who have made their finale!

Mr. Electrician--Interesting Development

Okay, I know you are all going to think I was insane. I mean the guy was in my bedroom and was talking with another woman as he was about to kiss me. He apologized 900 times since and admits he didn't know the number and shouldn't have picked up.

So this friends with fringe benefits, I have been playing it cool. Not calling him but he calls me. I gotta tell ya. I really enjoy our conversations. something about him, he has a great soul. There is no games with him. He is just this deep, sweet, caring individual who has the worst phone manner in the world.

He called to take me out to dinner again. I agreed because I enjoyed our conversation and we were talking about the book and life and everything. there is no lull with us. He's my friend. I am totally myself. There is no walls, no acting cool, no what should I say or do. You just be yourself and quite frankly because I know I am not going to fall in love with him, I am enjoying it.

We went to dinner, we hung out in a park on the grass and he had to go to work so I agreed to pick him up the next morning and we would do breakfast. Our dates seem to turn into two days for some reason. Anyway, the sex is great. I am comfortable with him and I truly enjoy him. We talk, we laugh and he is so complimentary.

I looked at his match account again...he gets a ridiculous amount of women writing him. He's gameless and I think women love it. You feel so comfortable with him. but we aren't a match. I am not hiking mountains and going on 20 mile bike rides so sexual friends we will stay!

And its not over....I have to tell you about another meeting with him. LOL Wow, the past few weeks have been out of control. So much fun, lots of men and lots of going out. I have been out Wednesday through Sunday every single week. Geez, I am exhausted.

Mr. Taxman (aka New Mr. Dangerous Boy) and Drama!!

I went out to this new hang out in my area. Very Upscale with all the materialistic rich people in my area. There is this group that travels in my area...they are not my type. It's like watching an episode of the Housewives of whatever....backstabbing, rich beyond belief. Hmm...one just got a Lamborghini. Now I am one who fits in with all but I can't stand backstabbing. I stay clear of people like that. But this happens to be the one place in the area that there are people who hangout over 30. So i figured I would give it a shot. went with three friends and we hung out.


What a fun time we had. they were spraying fake tans, doing makeovers on the side. It was a very hot place. I decided to let Mr. Taxman know I was going there because this is where we were suppose to meet the first time. I left him a message that I was going there and maybe we would run into each other. I'll give you a hint...MISTAKE!! lol


Anyway, ran into some great contacts for a charity event I am working on and that's when i should have left..lol Now mind you, I have never met Mr. Taxman...we were talking late nights for three weeks I think. We became good friends and then I saw his facebook of all the Russian 19 year olds. Anyway, he walks into the club with two women on his arm. Interesting? Yes, they were gorgeous...Polish actually. I wasn't sure it was him. We never met and it looked like him and the two women on his arms made me think it was him. I whipped out my blackberry and had a pix on it that he sent me, showed my friends and they said BINGO! Absolutely him. I couldn't walk out now, we were actually going to leave. And as I said that these two men walked up to us, Ladies don't leave. Okay, lets stay and chat. I wanted to watch Mr. Taxman anyway. I admit, he was fucking HOT!

well one of the men couldn't stop saying how gorgeous I was and he bought me more drinks. My friends wanted to leave, I said I would be fine here. I felt a comfort zone and felt I was okay staying here with this man. He was charming, newly separated and was so complimentary. There was this area where you can walk and hang on these gorgeous couches with candles and pillows....perfect place for dates. He asked me if I wanted to go for a walk. I said definitely...and as we walked in this one area....there was Mr, Taxman...so as I was passing by with this guy I inconspicously bumped his butt. Now, the guy I was with and the girls he was with...no one noticed except he saw me. I smiled and just kept walking. This is where it got all screwed up.

I was on the couch with that guy and he was gently kissing my neck telling me how into me he was (yeah, yeah) and after a little bit of talking and flirting I wanted to leave. We walked back around, he walkd me to the car and asked me out for Saturday night. I told him i had a date already but to call me (he turned out to be a loser. He called later that night, got mad that I didn't pick up and when I called the next day, he didn't return my call...lol).

Anyway, I didn't see Mr. Taxman when I was leaving but on my way home my phone rang. It was Mr. Taxman and he was flipping out on me. How dare I bump his ass when he was on a date. WTF?!? It was a teasing, flirty thing. WOW, was he bugging. I didn't know it was you! you don't look like your pictures, is that your sister? He was so mean to me. Now first of all, I have never been told I don't look like my pictures. so what was his problem!?! First he doesn't know its me and then he remembers what I was wearing and who I was with. His girlfriend gets jealous and was mad even when he walked around the pool with another friend. WTF?!? and he was yelling and then I was yelling and it got ugly. That's when the new idiot called and I didn't pick up...so the drama was everywhere.

When I woke up the next morning, I realized what went down. HE walked around with his friend (which its a couple area so why did you leave your girlfriend?! Hmmm....maybe because you followed ME around with your friend). and he must have seen me with the guy comfortably on the couch. Hence, the anger. He told me he didn't want to talk to me for at least a week. don't worry you are insane, you won't hear from me again. Fast forward--he contacted me yesterday and we made peace. But while he is adorable and i miss our talks, it is a joke! Wow, this guy is nothing I have ever met before and I need to stay away.

we spoke about work. he said he missed talking to me and I admitted to him that I missed talking to him too. But I am done with him. So a night of drama and two men and a new hot tan turned into a hysterical night.

I will go back to the club and I hope he doesn't. It's a great environment, right age people and I can make good connections but I can't hav a night like this every week. I felt like I was a little kid again.

Your Friend Is A Great Catch--I should do him!

Hanging out with some single woman of all ages is very interesting. Woman have such a different take on dating. I have my BF who has been going wild and truly experimenting with threesomes and cougaring it. Then my neighbor who is asexual. And then there is her friend. A woman who was dating a man who wouldn't get divorced for eight years even though he wasn't with his wife. they even lived apart. I think his reason for not signing the papers were just a great way from him having to make a commitment to any other woman of marriage. Hey, it is a good plan actually. If you never sign the papers, you don't have to worry about a woman pulling you in and trying to marry you.

Well I found a great guy for her. I mean this guy is loaded, a doctor. He is actually Mr. Porsche's friend. I told Mr. Porsche I might have a great woman for his friend. He teased me and said that maybe he would fix me up with him. He was teasing but it went through me like a dagger. BUT I went with it. Wow, now there's a great catch. Maybe I should? I wouldn't have to worry about money for the rest of my life, he's into sex, he's good looking and just think of the best thing of all. You, me, him AND your wife can hang out together all the time. Ohhhh....the nervous giggle on the other end. Oh come on baby, we can hang with you...I can come over and have dinner with you in your house with the family......hehehheheehe

I don't think he will be recommending that I do his friend anymore. But the reality hit me after. Truth is, there is going to come a day when I do find someone. And when I do, I am going to have to end it with Mr. Porsche and the thought of that breaks my heart. The Reality is I am going to have to move on one day. I know I have been wild but when I do find Mr. Prince Charming (if I ever find him), I plan on being faithful to our relationship. If I ever find the man to fulfill me, this secret life will cease to exist because the man will bring my two worlds together. WOW...that is intense. BUT reality is, I am not even close to finding someone like that. I am beginning to wonder if he even exists, but I am sure having fun finding out.

Nice Man Date

My friends have been on my case about the bad boys that I have always gone for. Try a nice boy for a change. well, they made me find one online and with their approval, I went forward and made a date with him. He was good looking, he was nicer than nice. He had a heart of gold. And so I made a date with him for Saturday night. It had been a whirlwind of dating so a nice quiet night with a new gentleman was what I needed.

He took me to dinner at an extremely nice restaurant. We chatted, he was funny, he was sweet. He did have something going on with his teeth that was a little tough for me to deal with. He was very handsome, an amazing soul, he made me laugh AND I felt no attraction towards him in a sexual way. Great guy and I wished I felt it. On paper, he was a perfect match for me. But how funny how you just can't produce the connection. You can't find anything specifically wrong but there were absolutely no sparks for me.

I enjoyed our dinner. I gave him a peck on the cheek and he even checked that I got home okay. What a great guy. WHY?? WHY?? Why can't I find a guy like this attractive? And the truth is, I can see myself with him when I am 60. When I want to settle down and travel or sit in the back yard with a nice person or totally settle down. Mr. Nice Man would be perfect. But for now, I love the sexual chemistry. I love looking at someone and knowing we want to screw. I like someone who will want to do it in the car! Someone who wants to try fun and exciting new things (not just sexual! but new and exciting). Yes, i am a thrill junkie!

So Mr. Nice Man would make a very nice connection with someone else but not me. Saddens me in a way because I wish I liked a man like that. BUT I don't. The thought of settling down like that not only scares the crap out of me but I feel suffocated at the thought. Mr. Nice Man is just not for me. BUT I would like to introduce him to my neighbor. he might be a little too wild for her...hahahaha but I think they would make a cute couple. Only thing is my neighbor is asexual I think. Going to be a problem when it comes to men. She wants the true rocking chair with excitement. I am trying to tell her that men even at 70 wanna have sex.

Oh well...so nice man is not for me. but I may have to play matchmaker.

Part 2- Sexual Marathon

Showered and feeling totally balanced, I wasn't even sure I wanted to go out with this guy. I liked him. In fact, he wrote all these things about a woman that he was looking for and there was a lot that I fit but some I didn't. He loved big cities, wanted to hike Mt. Washington, would take the stairs instead of an escalator and a few more things...but for the most part, we were a match. I wrote back to him...a list of where we were matches but then I wrote, I don't do mountains and if I am in my heels--I will be taking that escalator.

He wrote me back that my email had wit, charm and intelligence....he had to write me. He also intrigued me because while he was not a white collar worker (he is an electrician) I was very turned on by how smart he was. this guy was so well read, he knew trivial about so many things, he challenged my mind and I loved it.

So we met and well he was very cute. We talked and talked about so many things. We spoke about the future and well we did realize that we were not a perfect match even though there was an attraction there. He is insistent that he is going to sell his house and car and in three years move from the suburbs into the city. No question about it, its been his desire for years since he raised his kids and they all agreed...city was for all three of them (he has raised his kids alone for 14 years....I find that so amazing that a man could raise his children so young like that). This was a definite road block and one that I was not going to pretend didn't matter. I was staying in the suburbs. So we agreed that while we felt an attraction, we felt a connection, we enjoyed each others company....starting something that we knew couldn't have a happy ending was not a smart thing.

We continued talking and laughing and I had a new babysitter so I asked him to come over to watch a movie since I really had to get back but I was enjoying him. We came back to my house, the babysitter left, we turned on the movie channel and well...I think we saw 4 minutes of it and we were sucking face on the couch. It started to progress from a slow passionate kiss to a little more wild and well it was not easy trying to fool around on the couch. I hesitated but he convinced me my bed was a better option (take note--men coming to watch movies in this house never end up watching movies...lol)

We went upstairs and i had no intention of having sex but one thing led to another and we were hot and heavy and I was dripping and he was turned on and well.....bottom line....we fucked. And bottom line--it felt amazing because this guy had a super hard cock and he could keep it going. It was a combination of super hot, lustful where he was slapping my ass and biting my neck as he thrusted as hard and deep as he could go into me and then he would slow down...and it became lovemaking where he would stare into my eyes and we would just gently kiss as he would play with my hair and pull it gently back to see my face. Telling me that I was gorgeous and how sexy I was. slowly pumping me, slowly kissing me and we just stared into each others eyes and smiled. And then we would return to hot lustful, deep penetration...this went on for hours!!

We would take a little break and then return again to fucking and the next thing I knew it was 5AM and we both fell asleep in each others arms. He's into cuddling and spooning which was nice. We talked about books and life and exciting things. He really was turning me on with his mind. We had also agreed that we would keep it really light...friends with fringe benefits since a serious relationship was not smart. And so I couldn't kick him out because he was exhausted(although I wanted to, two of my kids were sleeping downstairs) but we decided he would leave by 7 before the kids woke up. My little one had different thoughts though. She decided to get up at 6AM and I didn't hear her so she ended up coming up into the room and jumped on us. This was so not cool to me and I mentally was not ready for this but he was so cool about it. He just started to tickle her and play with her and she got her toys and it was too comfortable. I told him to go back to sleep and I was going to make breakfast with my kids.

And so I wanted to let him sleep and not let her hit him over the head again with the tambourine and I made eggs and pancakes and frenchtoast to keep my kids occupied. I called my neighbor how I was bugging and she was laughing. My help finally came and I went back upstairs where he slept in my bed like a baby. I crawled back into bed and tried to close my eyes because I slept one hour and I wrapped me arms around him. which obviously made him stir and well he proceeded to turn around and go for Round who knows what. we once again banged for over an hour.

We came down and had breakfast together. This was so strange for me and then we spent the rest of the day lying around and playing on the computer. He showed me some great lecture sites where I watched some amazing speakers with deep philosophies on so many different topics, we talked about books and he ran to his car and got me his latest book. Three Cups of Tea..did you read it? Great book, I am actually reading it now. We even went to our Match accounts and I looked at the girls who contacted him. Holy crap, I was amazed. They were really aggressive and really pretty. I looked at him and said....so why me? He smiled, kissed me and said I had a sparkle in my eye and wit and spunk to match. these other girls were a lot more aggressive than I have been and I was shocked how much he was being pursued. As we sat there, he got 5 more girls who wrote him. I admit he's smart and he's hot. Not an easy combination to find on match.

And then after lying around and almost falling asleep again...we were going upstairs before he was going to leave. He was about to kiss me and the phone rang...and he answered it. I could here it was a girl from match! Well that was over the top. I realized that we were friends with fringe benefits, that we were not exclusive but to pick up a phone call when we probably were just about to fuck...uhm...not in my house. He went outside and took the call in my backyard. I locked up the house, jumped in my car and left him a note on his windshield...Tackiest thing any man has ever done, even the guy who took his cock out at the bar...you beat him with this. Great meeting you, have a great day!

He called and apologized like crazy. It was nuts. I truly didn't know how to process it. I mean we are not exclusive, we are not even going to be more than fuck buddies but that was disrespectful. He begged me to come back, I lied and said I was running an errand and would be back in 5. I went back and we talked. He said he shouldn't have picked up the phone, he didn't realize who it was and he realized what an ass he was. I smiled and he has such a boyish charm I let it go. We had a nice night and morning and I enjoyed him intellectually...it was fine. Whatever...he ran to his car and got me the book so I could read it. I smiled and said thank you and he started to kiss me and I pushed him away. "I hope that phone call was worth the sex you gave up".... and I sent him on his way. Call me he said. And I leaned over the roof of my car and said....No baby, you call me. and i went into the house.

He called me from his car. You are an amazing person...thank you for a really phenomenal day. We will be friends. That's it and if I didn't find him to be so mentally stimulating, I would have kicked his ass out. Lifes too short...can't sweat the little things.

Part 1- 20 Hour Marathon

Mr. Porsche and I are seeing each other for over 2 1/2 years. Our meetings have been less frequent (about every 2 1/2 weeks) and we now only talk once a day.


Our last two meetings were lets say...normal! Gentle, wild for some but definitely not us. It was actually different and nice. We made love and I enjoyed it. However, this past meeting--I knew was not going to be vanilla. He has this devil in his voice and I was having fun egging him on. I love to get him to the point where he says Oh, you need such a spanking!


We met at a new hotel and it was great! I got there first so I got the room. Mr. Porsche always throws money in my bag and truthfully whatever the room costs, he throws a hundred in my bag. He'll say...go get your nails done. Go get a massage. Go have drinks with your friends. He's so generous. well this new place goes literally by the hour. 1 hour to i guess 5 hours. I chose three hours. Ironically it had a 4 poster bed. He walked in and to no surprise he had his bag of toys and rope! How perfect since we there was a four poster bed. He immediately began to undress me and as he removed my clothes he tied the rope around my hands. He moved me onto the bed and began to tie me to the posts. I was giggling and of course making comments that I knew he would remind me of as he spanked me later. "Listen I paid for three hours, I expect to get my monies worth as well as my time to the last minute"....he smacked my ass so hard!

I had not expected that once he had me tied up, that he would immediately go to the toy bag. Oh I was in trouble, he had this look in his eye that I knew it was going to be one of our deviant days. Out comes the nipple clamps...mind you, not the beginner ones but the ones that truly do cause some pain. He nibbled on my nipples and then clamped them. Almost to the point where I was going to say take them off. But he then began playing with my clit and began with the hypnosis. The hypnosis truly makes me relax and took the pain away from my nipples and his words managed to make me go down deeper. Yes, I was enjoying this. When you want to be hypnotized, it feels so damn good. Going deeper and deeper into your subconscious its soooo relaxing.


Mr. Porsche has an obsession with my nipples and when they are in the clamps they look so damn pointy and edible. He begins to nibble on each one with my body reacting with each one. There is no hiding I am excited because I can feel the river flowing between my legs. He now begins to rub my clit, pulled out a vibrator and determined to get me to cum. Which was not a hard task...my body was sooooo ready to explode I could feel the sensation overcome me as my clit engorged...yes, this was going to be one powerful orgasm. He smacked my ass for but only able to get one spot because I was tied up so the sensation was starting to burn. Before he even inserted the vibrator, my body began to pulsate and the rush of an orgasm took over. My body was convulsing on the bed and the ropes were getting tighter and tighter as my hands pulled down on them. Mr. Porsche loves to get me to have multiples and while I beg for him to let my body come down, he refuses. He rubs my clit more, hoping to get me to squirt. My head feels like a pinball machine in overload...TILT, TILT....I am not sure what I am feeling. There is excitement, there is too much excitement, there is no thought process actually, I don't know how I am feeling. the brain goes numb with a feeling of euphoria.


He knows I am at my point of total ecstasy ( he told me after that the expression on my face when I am at that state is priceless). His hard cock is throbbing and man does it look delicious...he quickly inserts it so deep inside of me and begins to thrust hard...OMG, I am moaning so load that I am sure the people next door can hear. Deeper and deeper...soooo goood. and then he takes off the leg restraints because there was some movement but not enough to get my legs up in the air and I love when he does me with my legs on his shoulders. And so he does me good. I am in a state of total bliss! After some pumping action and some major screams, he began to pull the nipple clamps off as I was getting close to climax. Well, I have to tell you...the thing about nipple clamps, you wish at that point you would rather walk around with them for the rest of your life than have someone remove them. Because when they come off...the pain is unbelievable....it actually adds to the sensation only if you are about to climax as if the body doesn't know what to process first...the pain, the orgasm.....all these emotions just dancing through my head. I really can't explain it. It's a weird feeling.


He untied me because quite frankly the ropes were leaving permanent marks! lol I kept pulling them tighter and tighter as he was screwing me. And so I then just laid in his arms. At this point, I cannot move, I cannot talk (which alone is an amazing thing) and he just laughs. Because he can tell when I am in the most perfect place of balance and harmony. He can see it on my face, he can see it in my actions....I just cuddle up to him close on his chest and I don't want to do anything but just lie there and enjoy the five minutes of perfection!


Once I come back to my senses, I want to please him although sometimes I find it even hard to get out of that perfect state. I go to tie his hands and he looks at me and says No Fucking Way! and laughs. Yes, Mr. Porsche is a control freak and the thought of me restraining him in any fashion is not in the cards. He could get out but its the point not the fact that he couldn't get out of the ropes. I give him the pouting lips and sweet little face he loves and explained that it was just for a second....only one hand and one leg...that it wouldn't be a big deal. After many kisses and giggles, he let me do one leg and then I did get it around his wrist and was able to hold the rope. He allowed it because now he was so busy concentrating on my lips wrapped around his cock...slowly I reached for the other rope and just wrapped it around his hand gently. Sucking and licking and getting as much as his cock as a could into my mouth....I began to pull on the ropes to give him a feeling of being more restrained. As I pulled and he tried to pull back, they got tighter...BUT his cock also got harder. He had a hard time letting go but when I pointed out that his cock was getting larger and that he must be okay with it...he allowed me to have my little fun.


So he's tied up, I am sucking his cock hard and I pull out the prostate massager. The great thing about being with someone for so long is that you know where their spots are. I can find his prostate in a second..know exactly where to put it and how to rub the toy against it to make his body go wild. This is his orgasm, its wild to see how that prostate massager gets him so excited..I guess its called milking a guy? Whatever it is, if you mentally can let a girl do it, i think you should try it. with all the stimulation, he admits its a little too much and I slow it down (hmm, why do I slow down and he still goes at that point on me) but just enough to get him to cum hard and squirt so many times as I open my mouth to catch each squirt.


Cuddle Time! we didn't have long but I love that time. the mirrors on this ceiling were curved. Good marketing...you looked thinner in these mirrors. I am impressed that they took the time to think about that. So as we lied there entwined naked in each other, I looked up at the ceiling and looking at us entwined like that made me feel so good and I began to get horny again. I had a desire to see myself cum in the mirrors while he was entwined into me. I began to rub my clit and he leaned over and began to finger me...my breath getting shallow and I came again watching it in the mirror. It was hot.

We showered together and then we had to leave. Aaaahhh...I got my three hours worth here. We kissed good by and I hate the goodby. I am bad at the good by part. Not because I don't think he will be back but because it was so good I just hate it to end. Going back to reality sucks sometimes. Driving away I thought about how great it was and how great I felt. then it occurred to me the time....oh crap, I had a date tonight with this guy I have been talking with for awhile from Match. that was in two hours, I had enough time to get home and shower. And so I go and meet Mr. electrician.