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!
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
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.
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.
Monday, August 09, 2010
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.
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.
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.
Sunday, August 08, 2010
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.
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.
Thursday, August 05, 2010
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.
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.
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.
Tuesday, August 03, 2010
Anna Nalick - Breathe (2AM)
This song brings such peace to me. Love the part about the diary, reminds me of my blog!
Enjoy your day!
Monday, August 02, 2010
Amazing what an instant message can do!
cheri, i am really sorry..i will call you tomorrow..have lots of issues going on..again i am sorry..never meant for it to end like this...just happenstance..but in all fairness i was a piece of crap the way i treated you at the end..I realize that now..I was an a hole...I will call you
SO? Do you think he is going to call me?! lol
Amazing how an IM can awaken someone and enlighten them...
Honestly, I have absolutely nothing to say to him and probably will not take his call. I got my point across...I've already moved along.
Meeting the male model tomorrow for a morning rendezvous! I am thinking that I am going to have to forget that he has an eight pack and just have wild sex with him. I haven't had great sex since Friday!! lol
SO? Do you think he is going to call me?! lol
Amazing how an IM can awaken someone and enlighten them...
Honestly, I have absolutely nothing to say to him and probably will not take his call. I got my point across...I've already moved along.
Meeting the male model tomorrow for a morning rendezvous! I am thinking that I am going to have to forget that he has an eight pack and just have wild sex with him. I haven't had great sex since Friday!! lol
Sexually Spiraling Weeks
Well the good news is that I have found a babysitter. The good news is Cheri is meeting men and screwing like mad..the bad news, I haven't been able to blog about it. It has been too much. Too many men, too little time. I actually stayed in this weekend because I couldn't take another man! lol Any good prospects? Actually no. No frog worth holding on to. But I gotta tell ya that I am having FUN!! I found this great local hot spot with people my age and the prospects were out of control! First night there, DRAMA!! Mr. Taxman showed up with two woman on each of his arms. Man, was I wrong about him. He knew I was going to be there too. For some reason he is insecure with me. I wasn't sure it was him...long story which I will tell you. Actually right now we are not talking.....uhm...I guess I should unpack my bags for the trip to Costa Rica he promised me. lol
I do have to confess, I have been getting a little vicious lately. I can't stand disrespect. Don't discard a woman, end it correctly. Mr. Organized with his extra shirt in the wash refused to end it correctly. A simple call saying good by..I'm sorry would have sufficed. Except he refused. He texted me good by. DO NOT TEXT GOOD BY! Now, here's the thing...you know me. I have had a few affairs in my life and each one ended on an okay note. I still talk to some of the frogs...we are friends. just friends and that is really nice. Sometimes that once in awhile hello is nice to touch base. With others, it would be nice to just have a little more contact because it feels good (hmm, you know who those are). But NEVER, NEVER discard a woman you are having an affair with. Because this inner pride starts acting on its own. It doesn't even matter if you cared about the guy, its the point that he treats you so poorly.
Well i don't do well with that. I am not going to be treated like trash. No one ever has treated me like that and if you think this idiot is going to.....uhm...he's so mislead! It was bothering me this weekend...so I sent a note this morning. Basically telling him that he was a pompous ass and self centered. That you show someone respect, you just don't discard them. Hanging out in Europe as much as he does seemed to give him this stuffy TUDE! Well I nicely told him that I am not a vicious person so I won't be showing up at his door (yes, I know where you live with as I pictured the little white picket fence) and I recommend that he not treat a woman so poorly next time because this may be his last lucky break. Google aerial shows someones house. Just type in the address and you actually don't even have to do a drive by.
Okay, you all know me. I would never show up at his house. I never want to break up a marriage, in fact, i would go out of my way to protect each of the frogs. I would lie for them, I would deny, deny, deny for each one of them (remember soulmate, I even tried to deflect the jealous husband). I had a connection with these men and I am one who believes that you keep a promise. so they are all safer with me than any other affair they have ever had. However, this pompous ass needed to be knocked off his little pedestal.
And I timed it perfectly. I sent a yahoo instant message while he was on the train. Mr. Organized is a man of schedules. So it went from his yahoo to his blackberry where he read it but he couldn't shut off his messenger, he was stuck. As I had predicted, he must have been dashing to his yahoo because he arrived at his office 15 minutes early (oh, must have missed picking up his tea this morning) and he shut down his yahoo messenger. I'm sorry, I giggled. I needed to take control. I am done playing with him, its over. Hopefully the next girl he will treat with a little more respect.
An affair is a two way street as is any relationship. Treat the other party with respect and end it on a good note if possible. If both of you are sane people, it won't get ugly. It may hurt like hell but it won't get ugly. The hurt will subside and hopefully in the future the memories will only be the good ones (isn't that amazing how you forget the bad times) and maybe even a friendship can begin. One that just brings a smile to your face when you see the other emailed you. A little sunshine to your day.
So...that is it. Mr. Astronaut has totally cut me off. He probably found his "freaky girl" to have a threesome with. It hurts but its for the best. I am not ready to travel that road. My friends are thrilled that he is gone. But here's another one who didn't say good by after so long. Honestly, because with him, I don't think its forever. He'll be back. HOWEVER, this one is not one to fuck with. Uhm, government ties, he is the law, knows where I live....I have to think before I get the last word on this one. He has no idea that I know his last name and so much about him. the internet is such a dangerous thing...I should not be able to track these men. Remember Mr. Government..I got his home address online. We are talking anyone could have gotten that, you didn't have to pay for it. another hint...don't make political contributions...they list your name and address online.
Well Mr. Astronaut, I had gotten his name off his credit card slip when we went out. a quick google search and viola! A whole article on how he orchestrated and was the leading agent on this huge narcotic and identity fraud bust that was international. So, I am just contemplating sending him the article and saying congratulations you are famous. Just wanted to make sure you had a copy of this..... do I dare?!
I do have to confess, I have been getting a little vicious lately. I can't stand disrespect. Don't discard a woman, end it correctly. Mr. Organized with his extra shirt in the wash refused to end it correctly. A simple call saying good by..I'm sorry would have sufficed. Except he refused. He texted me good by. DO NOT TEXT GOOD BY! Now, here's the thing...you know me. I have had a few affairs in my life and each one ended on an okay note. I still talk to some of the frogs...we are friends. just friends and that is really nice. Sometimes that once in awhile hello is nice to touch base. With others, it would be nice to just have a little more contact because it feels good (hmm, you know who those are). But NEVER, NEVER discard a woman you are having an affair with. Because this inner pride starts acting on its own. It doesn't even matter if you cared about the guy, its the point that he treats you so poorly.
Well i don't do well with that. I am not going to be treated like trash. No one ever has treated me like that and if you think this idiot is going to.....uhm...he's so mislead! It was bothering me this weekend...so I sent a note this morning. Basically telling him that he was a pompous ass and self centered. That you show someone respect, you just don't discard them. Hanging out in Europe as much as he does seemed to give him this stuffy TUDE! Well I nicely told him that I am not a vicious person so I won't be showing up at his door (yes, I know where you live with as I pictured the little white picket fence) and I recommend that he not treat a woman so poorly next time because this may be his last lucky break. Google aerial shows someones house. Just type in the address and you actually don't even have to do a drive by.
Okay, you all know me. I would never show up at his house. I never want to break up a marriage, in fact, i would go out of my way to protect each of the frogs. I would lie for them, I would deny, deny, deny for each one of them (remember soulmate, I even tried to deflect the jealous husband). I had a connection with these men and I am one who believes that you keep a promise. so they are all safer with me than any other affair they have ever had. However, this pompous ass needed to be knocked off his little pedestal.
And I timed it perfectly. I sent a yahoo instant message while he was on the train. Mr. Organized is a man of schedules. So it went from his yahoo to his blackberry where he read it but he couldn't shut off his messenger, he was stuck. As I had predicted, he must have been dashing to his yahoo because he arrived at his office 15 minutes early (oh, must have missed picking up his tea this morning) and he shut down his yahoo messenger. I'm sorry, I giggled. I needed to take control. I am done playing with him, its over. Hopefully the next girl he will treat with a little more respect.
An affair is a two way street as is any relationship. Treat the other party with respect and end it on a good note if possible. If both of you are sane people, it won't get ugly. It may hurt like hell but it won't get ugly. The hurt will subside and hopefully in the future the memories will only be the good ones (isn't that amazing how you forget the bad times) and maybe even a friendship can begin. One that just brings a smile to your face when you see the other emailed you. A little sunshine to your day.
So...that is it. Mr. Astronaut has totally cut me off. He probably found his "freaky girl" to have a threesome with. It hurts but its for the best. I am not ready to travel that road. My friends are thrilled that he is gone. But here's another one who didn't say good by after so long. Honestly, because with him, I don't think its forever. He'll be back. HOWEVER, this one is not one to fuck with. Uhm, government ties, he is the law, knows where I live....I have to think before I get the last word on this one. He has no idea that I know his last name and so much about him. the internet is such a dangerous thing...I should not be able to track these men. Remember Mr. Government..I got his home address online. We are talking anyone could have gotten that, you didn't have to pay for it. another hint...don't make political contributions...they list your name and address online.
Well Mr. Astronaut, I had gotten his name off his credit card slip when we went out. a quick google search and viola! A whole article on how he orchestrated and was the leading agent on this huge narcotic and identity fraud bust that was international. So, I am just contemplating sending him the article and saying congratulations you are famous. Just wanted to make sure you had a copy of this..... do I dare?!
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