A No Win Situation - A RANT!!

I have a 24 hour rule on things. When you are upset...you don't write for 24 hours or even confront the person. Mainly because you are usuall irrational. If you think about it, then you usually calm down and see things differently.

Tonight, I make an exception to the rule. I am so angry, so angry that I can feel the veins popping in my neck. I feel like I was set up. There is one person who can manipulate me and get under my veins. And that is Soulmate Chris.

SO this is not a sexual post.....it is a rant. I haven't ranted in awhile...so I apologize but I have to get it off my chest (36D is already a lot to carry around).

Today was a great day!!! Started off by having a great chat with my tadpole friend!! Followed by a great heart to heart with Mr . Heart. Spoke with six pack and realized that I made the right choice by throwing him in the blender.....(another time for that one..its worth the writing--he's off on wild threesomes and asked me to join)....okay, back to my anger. Ending with a little IM with Curious George. A happy and complete day...... then an email comes in.

Soulmate Chris and I have always been either really on or really off. It's been over for a while. I wrote him a closure letter and got back 4 lines--
"My life is stressd and busy, I have no time for a new friend. I met someone else and hardly have time to talk to her. It's not goodby for us. We'll be friends again someday". Something like that.

well I was really hurt. He considered me a new friend?? Since last july, we have been friends. I am not going to get into our relationship. But I fucked the man. I thought he was my soulmate. Then he moved to my closest friend. I tried to be there for him...

And he met someone else. He was the one who lectured me on how horrible it was that I was fucking around and that I should find me. Stop looking, he said he wasn't looking. Oh, so did she pop up at his door step?

I didn't answer for two weeks. tonight (like a fucking fool--I answered). For over a week, I have been feeling him. sounds strange but I have been wanting to contact him all week.

I wrote back-- I got your email. It hurt to hear that you thought of me as a new friend (ouch -lol). I am happy for you that you have found someone. (a little hypocritical that you always made me feel bad that I was looking for someone).

But Chris, I am really happy for you. Both our lives have been crazy, you helped me through part of the worst time in my life (thank you). You will always be a special friend to me. Something like that.......WELLLLLLLLLLL

His mom passed away. I felt like a rock was thrown at my head. She had been very sick but had been doing better. He would take care of her . I'm sure it was hard on him--maybe why I was feeling him all week BUT.......he attacked me.

He wrote back: "My mom passed away. All you care about is yourself to send me cruel emails. You are selfish and only care about your life. I have no time for a friend like you. Don't try to reach out to me. I'm not mad at you.
"
What the fuck???????????? I have always been there for him. ALWAYS!! 99% of our relationship was about him and his stress, his selfish wife, his mom being sick, his hard times at work....him, him, him. His podcast, his website.....I was always there for him. Now you all know me, I am in shock. I am sooooo angry. He knows I feel like shit now. How was I suppose to know about his mom?

Its as if he likes to twist things to always make me be the bad person. I am such a giver. when I care about a friend it is all about them. I gave so much to him. I am stunned right now. And he knew his mom passing was going to make me want to reach out to him---and he just pushed me away and slammed me at the same time.

I'm so sad. I am the type of person who has friends for life. I have no enemies. And to think, someone who i felt so close to, is now the only person in the world who is so angry and bitter towards me.

I wrote back how sorry I was about his mom.. what a great son he had always been. that I was not trying to be sarcastic or cruel BUT my note was sincere. I don't understand why you have so much hate towards me.
you will always be a special friend to me and I will always be there for you if you need me. I know you don't need me now but I will always be there if you need me. "

I don't understand men. I give up with Chris. No matter what I say--it hasn't been right. He seems to have so much anger towards me. I don't understand why.

Okay---I'm off to bed. My story about being invited to be a part of a foursome will have to wait till tomorrow. I also met a porn star. Oh well! Talk about having the sexual desire just SUCKED out of ya!! Damn.......

Ever Visit Secret Lovers Lane?! Today's First Guest Blogger

Yes, Secret Lovers Lane has its first....Guest Blogger!! the infamous, Hale McKay... Hale sent me this tonight and well I was laughing so hard, I nearly peed in my pants...the tears were streaming down my face with laughter (a demented man with a warped sense of humor like my own). So I had to share....... Introducing (drum roll please--Hale McKay's checklist for me to use when choosing a lover at Secret Lover's Lane)!


If you've ever visited Secret Lovers Lane, then you know about the de-lovely, delicious woman who lives there. It is Cheri I'm talking about, of course.

Now, Cheri has desires, and she wants, needs these desires attended to. We have met, in her prose, some of her callers, teasers, and most recently a doer.

I wonder, is she looking for a certain kind of man? Is she looking only for some man meat? Or both?

I have created a list of possible candidates for her to consider. Maybe she can use the list as a sort of "checklist," or a "check-off sheet."

So what kind of man is she seeking? Just who is welcome to pleasure her in Secret Lovers Lane? I have decided that I'll stay away from physical attributes like build, looks, size, etc. Rather I have chosen occupations for her to choose from. Consider the following:

1) Mechanic - He can check out her rear end, tune up her engine, and lube her. He'll show her his dip stick. He'll align her chassis, adjust her headlights, and let her try the stick shift.
2) Milkman - Sometimes she'll want the deliveries in the rear at the back door.
3) Lawyer - He'll know several different ways to screw her.
4) Banker - He'll never pull out too early - so she won't lose interest.
5) Landscaper - He'll keep her bush moist.
6) Fisherman - He'll be handy with a pole and use a large worm for bait.
7) Mason - He knows how to lay more than bricks.
8) Author - He'll know just the right time to get to a climax.
9) Mailman - Makes special deliveries to her box.
10)Executive - He makes a stiff proposition when she has an opening and gets something straight between them.

And last, but not the least ...

11)Frogman - Always knows when and where to dive.

Hale can be found at my favorite sites. Lick on (oops click on ) It Occurred To Me!
Love ya Hale!! And now I wonder which I should choose....Can I have them all?????

The Perfect Blend

I'm sure you have figured out by now, this side of me does not like to be serious. The "real world" is filled with seriousness and way too much baggage. So whenever I can, however I can, I want fun! I want freedom.....I want an escape..and I am a comedian. Had sent Mr. Government a txt message
"Enjoyed meeting you for coffee. Mine was the perfect blend, how was yours?"
"BTW, you looked mighty sexy and u owe me a bite and visual of your cherry ass!!"

And so I expected to hear from him in two weeks as I said. To my surprise, he text me today...
"U R 2 funny. How are u? My coffee was excellent, BTW!"

Now for him this is BIG!! One, he's Joe Serious usually. Actually I drive him nuts when I say things that are ridiculous...like I have a big party I am planning....I asked him if he wanted an invitation...he looked at me and said Why do you do that? Obviously I know he can't come.....he truly gets upset when I throw in reality in an offbeat, sarcastic way.

At the same time (there must have been a Cheri announcement around 3:40 today) because Mr. Heart called. Our first disagreement kind of. I said, wow, by tonight I was going to erase your number. We discussed it briefly...he felt my coolness. I'm not mad at him but just questioning. He didn't feel like calling me this weekend was his answer (he was stressed). Fair enough I said. But I now see he is not what I had thought exactly. A courtesy call would have been nice-hey sorry I was sleeping...talk to ya next week-would have been fine.

Sadly, it turned out to be a misunderstanding. He didn't think I wanted to see him after the party. Actually, he wanted me to give up the party to spend time with him. Well I was out of the party early and we could have been together.....I'm sorry, I'm tired of giving up plans to fit a man's schedule. It was actually a really cool party....a radio station threw it. Yes, Cheri is a VIP!!! lol So, not sure where we are here. "I want to see you this week" or the correct phrasing---" I want to fuck you this week" lol was his last remark.

"Hmmmm....let's not make plans, they don't seem to work out. Let me know the day before and if I can make it, great". He didn't like that answer but I tried 100 different ways last week to meet him. "Can I call you tomorrow?" oooohhh, we are getting formal?!! of course, I look forward to it was my response!

I had a surprise today. I've been emailing back and forth with an old blogger friend who to my astonishment lives soooooo close to me (we are probably talking 4 minutes). Not once did he mention that in the past. However, he has remained under the radar because he doesn't want to be mentioned as a frog. So he is just a tadpole at this point (lol) I kept my promise--he's not a frog!! (yet)

So I am trying to work and all I keep getting is Mr. Government flashbacks. Flashbacks of his smile, flashes of us doing it in the car, flashes of the gum on his penis. But they are keeping me smiling (and wanting more and more and more).

Back to work....back to life....gonna make chicken cordon bleu tonight...did I ever mention i love to cook. hmmm....I wish I could cook for a man and then have sex right in the kitchen after. The one who orgasms first, has to clean the dishes.....I hate to clean dishes so you can be sure I would do my best to make him cum!!!!!

If I get a chance I will write about Chris. I'm avoiding it for good reason...its a downer. Actually, little did I know that one good fuck would increase my blogging desires.....I should have sex on a regular basis.....for the blog of course!! lol

One Taste of Sin is Never Enough

I was settled for so long. Things were so quiet in Secret Lovers Lane. I think I was accepting that there wasn't going to be a Prince Charming coming my way. But now, the taste of sin has filled my head and my soul. Having that man inside of me(his cock, his fingers) for an hour....is a tease. Now, I want more.

I love the passion. I love the sin. Damn, I love the sex. Fucking so wildly in the car, just revved up my engines again. Sigh...I long for that escape. It's an escape from reality. I long for that man to be inside of me again. Thrusting inside of me, making me cum and I want it again and again. I have no doubt that it was amazing for him too. I have no doubt that he thought about it this weekend. I also have no doubt, that he will not surface in my life again for two weeks. He flips, he will make sure that we space our meetings. That it will not get out of control. And I do agree with that. Feeling that uncontrollable passion, lust and desire....can really set your head in a spin. Like a vampire in need of blood---I feel that taste just made me crave the animal sex even more.

So now the big questions-- Is the sex so damn hot and intense because the chemistry between us is that way? or Is it so damn hot because we both just need it because we aren't getting it at home? Do I enjoy his cock so much because its HIS cock or because I just need a nice stiff cock?

And now the big, big question-- Would it be as hot with someone else? Is it the act or is it the man?

And the million dollar question-- Now what? Do I sleep with someone else? Do I hit a new level of sluttiness... if I sleep with more men? Oh shit! Morals are coming in here. Part of me wants to just fuck and enjoy myself. Part of me feels like testing the frogs is really a horrible thing. But how do you know if there is a frog out there that you want to hang with on a regular basis if you don't check it out??

So another week is upon us.....and I have a feeling it is going to be a real crazy one! Okay, got my seat belt on---let the rollercoaster ride begin!!

One Bitch---damn blogger...I can't load pix....I am going through withdrawal. Hale sent me these amazing pix I want to share and I can't. I don't know what is going on...I'm on a new computer, it shouldn't be such a problem...rrrrrrrrrr......I'm done!!! lol
Sweet WET DREAMS!!!

A Perfect Day For Submission!!

Happy Father's Day to all of you men out there! What better a day than Father's Day to role play and to please a man. You all know that I am "Miss Eager To Please" and would really enjoy spending the day just indulging a special man's fantasies!! Sadly, my hubby is not the one I would want to please--so I would love to find someone to play with. Any volunteers?!)

Beginning the morning by getting up early and making him breakfast. Letting him sleep as the breakfast is being cooked. Sneaking back up with the breakfast tray and back into bed--awakening him with me sucking on his cock. Taking his entire cock in my mouth and sucking until he would cum. Making sure each centimeter of his sweet thing is totally stimulated and loving each lick, each suck....I love doing circles on a man'd head and when he least expects it...taking him fully in my mouth...swallowing his cum and leaving not a drop to escape...yummy!!

So the appetizer is served and breakfast is on the tray... a special card is there too--Choose Your Present! Aah! what will it be....his choice. The space is left blank---he can fill it in and I will oblige. Only rule, no pain. Will he choose--a romantic evening, an afternoon delight of exhibitionism (finding a public area and take a chance of us fucking in the open), a day of blowjobs (wherever, whenever--I will oblige), a night of sex toys, a night of role playing (am I the sweet innocent girl? the nurse? the police woman?) or a night of light bondage--his choice of blindfolding, tyi ng up and even a little spanking!

The day would be spent doing the regular Father's Day things....with hidden sexual undertones throughout the day. The brush up against his penis, the shoulder massages and kisses--me just telling him how amazing he is all day and of course, me talking dirty to him throughout the afternoon.....little sweet words of foreplay--I can't wait till you are inside of me...do you promise to fuck me until I beg you to stop? are you prepared for a night of total bliss? "

And then the night time comes. I will fulfill his desires. Starting off in a sexy lingerie....so soft, so feminine --should it be black,red or pink? Hmmm...depends on what his choice was. I am prepared with all three. So what will be his choice?! Will I be tied up for the night? Will I be dressed in some role playing outfit? i wait for the directions---the envelope please.....
so what would you choose?

Happy Father's Day!!!

A Horny, Lonely Saturday Night!

I'm not complaining, but Saturday nights I am alone. It's the only night the hubby works...figured one night our of seven and that's when he works. Tonight I am the neighborhood babysitter....I so wanted to finish my podcast but, I can't take a chance...too many kids running around and I cannot chance one of them hearing me podcasting....that will certainly kill my image around town. So I read a lot of my favorite blogs. Boy, did I have a lot of catching up to do and I learned a lot about my blog friends out there.

It must be the time of year, because something exciting or upheaving is occurring in their lives. I love reading all their blogs. Stretch seems to be contemplating some possible extracurricular activity and he is torn, Sasha is missing Evan like crazy, Speakin is flying around the country meeting other bloggers (Erika and Green Eyes), SPG has begun a new outlook on life, Hale is just killing me as he always does with his hysterical outlook on things, Lori is busy with Mentos and Diet Coke (very cool), Scarlett is pretending to be innocent as her friend is spiraling for a heart break (lol) and TMelendez is just being a really good boy and reading!! Of course, Desireous is analyzing and admiring men's cocks.

I can thank Desireous for my obsession with cocks. She actually gave me (many months ago) the outlook on how beautiful a man's cock is. And every time I read her blog..it makes me want some more. I am somewhat less horny tonight than I had been the past few weeks. Well I would hope so, the sex yesterday was amazing. I keep envisioning his cock in my mouth and his hand controlling my head as I totally devoured him. Of course, my encounter must be realistic here. I cannot give up the search because I know, he is going to flip (as usual) and I won't be hearing from him for awhile. But my mouth is watering tonight for a hot, thick cock. I guess it the fact that I am home alone--too much time to think tonight.

Well, I can tell you--I think I pushed Mr. Heart away on Thursday. And I am not sure how I feel about that. Should I have not been annoyed that he couldn't meet? While I didn't say I was annoyed--you have to know my messages hinted it. I'm not shy when I get pissed off. And maybe my Pain In The Ass, High Maintenance---PITAh tendencies were visible...but if you say we are going to meet...I expect a call. Is that wrong?

Oh well....maybe I'll move on to the other doctor.....hey what' s in a body part? A heart man, a foot man, a kidney man......!

Surprisingly, i got two emails this week from people who listened to my podcast and was wondering what happened to Soulmate Chris. It's too late for me tonight to get into..but I will one day. His last correspondence was 4 lines long--pleasant and eye opening. Funny how 4 lines from someone can have a direct effect on how you relate to others. All I will say now is that

"people are quick to judge, people are quick to lecture others, people are quick to forget the past..when it fits their agenda. People look at life through their own glasses and then adjust it to fit what they want it to look like. "

Finally, I am sexually fulfilled!

Okay, no judging please. Just listen to my tale.....

"How was the concert. Wanna grab a cup of coffee after work?"-him
"Sounds good...what time....?" --me
"Around 5:15"
"Need to change the coffee....got called to do something for work....can you meet me in an hour"
"No, but I can meet you in 10 minutes"....
"Okay, I'll meet you by the dock".
"Hmmm....guess I should bring coffee, last time I checked they didn't serve coffee in that deserted area". lol

Finished up my appointment and had an hour to kill between my next big appointment. So what do you think? Puffed my hair and drove to the deserted dock. There was his car....I was so damn nervous. Yes, it was Mr. Government and I haven't seen him in quite a while. I pulled my car up to his....I got out and went into his car.

He looked fucking better than ever. More muscler, thinner, hotter......damn, I was pulled into his smile. So awkward at first...what do we say...he's of course---Mr. Secure..Securing the area, no one should see us....I felt like I was undercover or something. We talked, we laughed....he had my favorite station on the radio...we talked about work, we talked about life....we talked and talked and talked.....both of our eyes fixed on each other.....both of us nervous...both of barely hearing the words anymore that we were saying. So who was going to make the first move??

We had a heart to heart about my little "Trick" on Ashley Madison. I shouldn't be here with you even the fact that you would think to do that is dangerous....I wouldn't apologize...just said you either believe me or you don't. I wasn't going to do anything. You know everything about me, I know you checked me out. And he does have everything on me..... but I trust him not to do anything with it. "And what you did?" Well it was either drop it or argue it with the two of us both stubborn....I didn't want to waste our time arguing so we dropped it.

You have to relax.....just forget the world for a second....so I reached over and started to massage his shoulder. Aaah!! Those muscles, he started to relax....lay back in your seat and relax...he did a little...then he reached for my cheek...and then he leaned over to my lips. And he gently kissed me. And I kissed him....and I continued to massage his shoulders and now we kissed again...but this time---oh it was hot. It was intense....it was totally animalistic...there was not doubt--the chemistry was still there with us. Hot and intense...but there was no way this was going to go much further...we were in a public place. Somewhat deserted and with another guy, it would have progressed but not with him....even with those tinted windows.

The kissing was getting hotter, the music blasting and I was getting wet. I wanted this man, I've wanted him for a long time. I missed those lips, those shoulders, that smile....that paranoia. Yes, we have had our shit (and I have not forgotten) but I wanted him. I just wanted him, even if I hated him, I wanted him. One last time.....at least. There was no closure before...at least this time I walked away and I know we may never see each other again. And that would be okay.

His cock was hard.....I could feel the outline of his head through the pants.....he started to reach for me and rub the outside of my pants. I was definitely getting wet...I could feel him rubbing my clit. There was nothing more that I could take....I wanted his cock now. Picture this, we are both in business suits. So you know on the pants...tons of snaps, buttons etc...so it was quite a chore to get them undone as both our pulses were racing....at this point, neither one of us cared who was around, who was watching--we were both gone. We needed to feel flesh. And so his hands went down my pants and mine down his.

He knows just how to rub my clit to get me totally excited and cum. His hands were deep inside of me as I was moaning and wanting him even more.....this man could find my G-spot....he knew exactly where to go to make me moan. With each thrust of his fingers, I could feel myself melting more and more. His cock looked so inviting. I had to put my lips on it. And so I did. However, if you remember--Mr. Government and I have always had embarrassing moments when it came to my mouth going on his penis. One time, I had lost my crown and the metal was scratching the shit out of his penis (look back if you missed it). Another time, we used pop rocks for funl Well today, I was chewing gum. However, this one brand is very sticky. So I went down on him and the gum fell out of my mouth. Right on the tip of his penis. well it stuck and I had a hard time getting it off. So licking it, I tried to get the gum off. We both were laughing--it was like a comfort thing we have going on.

I couldn't have planned that...it was just so typical for us. But after manipulating the gum off---I gave him the blow job of his life!!! Oh yes, he was loving it. Each suck, taking him deeper and deeper inside my throat. Each lick, each circle of my tongue on his head....he moaned and moaned more and his cock was ready to explode.

I do not like when a guy pushes my head down or holds my head down. Well, at least when I was younger I didn't. Today, I liked it. I liked that he was controlling the speed with his hand, he was controlling my sucking..... "do you want me to cum your mouth?" he asked.

"No, I want you inside of me."...there, I said it. Knowing there was no way, we would be doing that here. However, to my surprise, move your seat up and we'll get into the back. I moved it up and moved to the back seat. As did he. "I want you so badly" I told him. "damn Cheri, I missed you so damn much. I haven't stopped thinking about our last encounters. Fuck, I shouldn't be here, you are so damn dangerous. This is not like me to do something so damn stupid and careless." Aay! But he had a rubber there and lectured me how I didn't even ask....just for a brief second...

"Don't think." was all I said. And went back down on him as he moaned. It took him one second to get hard as a rock again. I moved my way up to his lips and looked into his eyes. He so sweetly touched my cheek....."turn around" and he kissed me and smiled. Oh he knows, I love it from behind. He knows that I love when he thrusts inside of me and how hot it makes me. I smiled back....and he grabbed my hand...he remembered how he entwined his fingers in mine--I wanted him now more than ever...

So here I am, on all fours with no pants or underwear on and Mr. Government is screwing my brains out from behind. Thrusting harder and harder...trying to go deeper and deeper. I was gasping for air, and could feel my body climaxing...."I want us to cum together...I am going to hold out until you are ready, tell me when you are there". And I tortured him!! I held out for as long as I could as he worked and worked to make me cum! It felt so fucking amazing...

"Oh God! was all I remember saying as we both came together and we collapsed on the seats. " That was unbelievable...."go in me one more time". And he did, just sitting inside of me as he kissed my neck. There was no need for words....there was no need to say that is was amazing..we both felt it.

Well, I had an appointment that I had to get to. What was suppose to be 15 minutes of coffee turned into almost two hours of play. We cleaned ourselves up (thankfully I had baby wipes in the car). And, well the gum thing surfaced again. the rubber had a hard time coming off and the napkin he used--stuck to his penis. I was dying of laughter (and he was just shaking his head and laughing). Well I am certainly not a dull screw!

I can't remember the last time I screwed in a car. It was totally RAW and CLASSLESS!! I can think of probably 100 more distasteful words but with each one--I can say...it was unbelievable.....it was hot....it was EXACTLY what I needed.

I like the calmer Mr. Government and giggled as he returned to the cautious man. Cleaning up the forensics, placing his gun back into place....back to the three letter man. Making sure not one of my hairs were left....back to Joe Paranoia and kind of cute.

I kissed him goodby....I didn't want to talk. Really, it was a perfect afternoon and anything that would have been said would have ruined it. I could live with this if this was it. I don't think this is it BUT if it were--it was hot, it was intense and I really needed it.

"See ya in 6 months", I yelled out my window and laughed..and I just pulled away.

Okay, I had a really hard time going to my next meeting. I felt like I had a "JFL" (JUST FUCKED LOOK). I had them all the time in college.....my face would scream--she just got laid. My mind floated around, I had three more meetings...somehow I made it through them all with a definite smile.

So driving home, I re-lived the day over and over. What great sex it was! And I giggled how at one point during it, I seriously was thinking...man, this is a great blog entry!! I really did...as I was hitting my head against the door as he was thrusting inside of me....

Sigh! I needed that! Have a great weekend. tonight I am going to go to sleep and sleep like a baby....I am soooooooooooooooo content!! SWEET WET DREAMS!! XOXOX

Couldn't Get Laid if I was in the middle of Times Square Naked!

Last night was hysterical. Now, this is so typical of my life right now. So many men YET no penis to fulfill me. I swear if I was lying naked in Times Square......with my legs open wide..waiting for a penis..... something would happen to every man who came near me. Hit by a car, killed by a drug dealer, mugged...something....there is someone upstairs working over time to keep me out of trouble.

Went to a party last night in the city. Originally I was going with a friend who I cannot discuss my secret lovers life with so I made no plans to see any of my potentials (Curious George, Mr. Government, Mr. Heart and a new contender-- who is also a doctor and is also not related to my work in anyway).

So now I was meeting a different friend who was meeting me at the party. Which means that I have total freedom BEFORE the party and AFTER the party. Excellent opportunity to get in touch with one of my City Secret Lovers.

First stop, Curious George. We have been webcamming for a long time and have never met face to face. I really wanted to meet....just to have lunch, coffee, something. I knew there would be no serious sexual play BUT I really wanted to meet him face to face. He's always careful, so I don't call...he does check his IM though on a regular basis. I IM'd him...no response in two days. I took that as he couldn't make it (turns out he hadn't signed on THOSE TWO DAYS). Called him from the train just to say hi! Can't blame the guy, but glad I got to hear his voice.

Next stop, Mr. Heart. We were suppose to meet this week so this would be a perfect opportunity. He did through the night before but hey, how often does Cheri come to the city. "Call me before you leave the party. And I will meet you after". We were only 10 blocks away from each other. Perfect opportunity. I called him before, his phone was still off. Called him again after--his phone was still off. So, I was blown off....he probably didn't get up or just didn't feel like meeting me. So guess who is quite pissed today. At least pick up say you are sorry but you are exhausted. Well, not even a call today. I have been through this before with others and well I don't want to go down that path again. I am not going to call and I'm not going to put up with bullshit. I'm getting too old.....lol.

The new contender happened to call me--he didn't know I was in the city. Unfortunately, I didn't hear the phone and he left a message....strike three. Three men and I am out. It was kind of humorous...but now the real hysterical of all the scenerios.

Mr. Government and I have been trying to meet for coffee for two weeks now. Everytime he calls, I have plans I can't break. Last night, he texted me...."meet me for coffee tonight, please"! Yeah, I'm all the way in the city.....he's by me. Way too funny. We keep missing each other by a 2 hour window every time. Sigh! We spoke as I was taking the train home. I do miss him. There is a certain comfort level with him. There is a certain....familiarity. And I feel so protected when I am with him. Like for a change, I don't have to be the strong one unless I want to be. I know, its Mr. Government. I don't know....confusion.

Well I did not meet ANY MAN!! That is correct, FREE, 4 men and I still couldn't get laid. Actually, I found it quite humorous but if I don't get laid soon......I may die!!

I came home and masturbated thinking about these men. Thinking about how it would be like to have sex with them......thinking about having sex with them....damn...I need to get laid.

Well HE was satisfied

You are all cracking me up!! I wish I could say Yes she got it! But, as with anything, its more complicated than that.....

I am not crazy about this guy. Why? Because of the way he treats her. He's extremely selfish. And he treats her worse than Mr. Government treats me. They met in a parking lot. They began to fool around. Mandy is excellent AND loves giving blow jobs BUT she also loves sex. However, this guy can never make it to the sex part 99% of the time.

She began to blow him and within a nano second....(Seriously maybe 10 seconds) he comes. Now this is not the first time, he does this all the time. He makes sure he comes in her mouth so that his car doesn't get dirty and its over. In addition, before she can even swallow--he's telling her this can never happen again (kind of a broken record already).

Selfish, selfish, selfish!!! I don't like men like that. Fair is fair. Orgasm for Orgasm. Each of you should get something out of it. Now nothing is wrong with giving a blow job as long as the other person is getting something out of IT doesn't have to be actually orgasm for orgasm but it needs to be a mutually pleasurable experience. She's not getting a return here over and over and over again....

Three times, he managed to get inside of her and all three times he had a came within seconds. The man has a problem. But that's not even what gets me..... its his attitude after. If he was caring and friendly and showed her some respect---hey fucking isn't everything. But he's a real dick.

So that's the story...didn't want to keep you hanging!! Actually have my own hysterical story but I have to get to work.... it was one of those typical Cheri nights....lots of men and I still didn't get laid. I think I am going to explode..all I keep thinking about is a penis inside of me and raw sex. The pressure is truly building....masturbation is not enough anymore....I NEED A PENIS!!

Way Too Much Fun!

The last two days, I have been having way too much fun. Actually, I kind of feel like a single person these days. Hubby is doing his own thing--distance is getting farther and farther. And 6 months ago, that would have upset me so, today I am totally okay with it.

Went out with a friend for a girl's night out. Oh yes my friend is MAndy. So needless to say, if you remember my escapades with Mandy in the past, we are dangerous with a few drinks in s. Well last night was no different. The bar we chose was known for their happy hour and boy did we get happy.

With alchohol always comes the danger of flirting. You know I love to flirt. Well I found some real nice flirting specimens. Aah! I love the mix of people at a bar. The guys are such variety. The suits---clean and conservative (on the outside only). The nice guys that you like to talk with. The hot guy who thinks he's just way too hot that you just want to see if you can flirt with him. The obnoxious guys who have no qualm telling you what they want to do with you. And the ones that you wish would just leave you alone. lol


It's like a dozen bagels...give me an assortment!! Well I decided to sample all the bagels!! Yup! I was there to have fun and flirt. I was a good girl (okay, you know there was one guy who caught my attention). And you know that Mr. Government was sure to make sure that he was in my head. He knew I was going out so he managed to send me enticing notes throughout the evening. So, I'm at the bar---and I was answering his note for me to behave. And I wrote, if your that worried come down here---gonna have one of your buds come arrest me for DWI? Hey, why don't you come down and handcuff me? I didn't know that this guy who I was eye flirting with was right behind me.

"well if you want to be arrested or handcuffed. YOu don't need the guy on the other end..my friends here and I are cops". I turn around, blushing and there was the guy whose eye I was catching throughout the night. Oh yes....he had even hotter eyes up front and a great smile. And let's see, about 12 cops were behind me. Now, how do I always get myself into things like this?? lol

So Mandy and I hung out with the cops for the rest of the night. They bought us drinks, we danced and we flirted. I went out to answer my phone and I wasn't surprised to see he went to the outside bar as well. Right there with me, I was debating...bad girl, good girl? I could just kiss him? You know I love to kiss....but I refrained. We were inches away and talking and he was waiting for me to make the move. May sound strange--but I wanted to but couldn't. With so much upheaval with all the frogs. I can't imagine adding another until some are put in the blender. And oh, I forgot. Earlier, I had given him my card. It was purely a professional gesture at the time (he needs my services) so I didn't want to push it now that he could get in contact with me at work.

So, I danced more with him and some other guys and flirted more and had a really statisfying night. Mandy, wasn't satisfied....she went off at midnight to suck face and fool around with her man. She made me drop her off to get her car, which I thought was crazy. Her husband would see it missing. Oh he did....he was calling all over AND almost called the cops thinking it was stolen. She really takes risks!

So that was my fun night! And found out last night a good friend of mine is hooking up with her contractor. Funny, that's how I started on this secret lovers lane journey. My body came alive when my contractor came over. I I can't understand what is going on

Childhood Bad Girl Friends and Dysfunctional Frogs

Nothing is like an old friend. Today I played hooky and hung out with my best friend since first grade. I felt like a little girl giggling and just catching up. Our conversations may have changed but are friendship is one that you know will last forever. She doesn't live close--so I can't get enough of the time we do get to spend together.

Today for lunch we went to the new "IN" place in my area. All the beautiful people with the fancy cars were there....oh boy--there was some fine eye candy (for both men and women). As we were eating, I noticed this hot man at the bar. Our eyes met a few times during the lunch but honestly, I was more interested in talking with my best friend.

Of course, after our second glass of wine--I mentioned to her that there were these two cuties at the bar. They were doing some wine tastings. When I went to the bathroom, I came back and she was gone. Well I know her for years and years and years...and I had no problem knowing exactly where she was. I walked over to the bar.

My girlfriend is a great flirt. She is very bold in introduction. She wasn't always like that. She will tell you growing up that she was the ugliest, the most unpopular in our group (but I don't agree). But she has a boldness that I never possessed. Her thoughts are "you were always the pretty and popular one--you waited for them to come to you". I think I am just shy.

Well, needless to say...the gentleman was from a winery and the other gentleman was the owner. We became part of their wine tasting. What a hysterical afternoon. Just sitting there, tasting some of the finest wines of California and just chatting with two hot men (and with my childhood friend). Man, I can't think of anything better. Nothing happened...oh yes, we flirted, oh yes they know where I work and other things about us--but it was just fun flirting that for married people were enjoying yet knowing their bounds.

WE sat in my car for another half hour to sober up before driving and just giggled and remincsed. Oh, what great times we had. AAh! How she won't let me live down the Most Eager To Please vote I got or some other funky stuff.

It's funny how everyone always thought that I would have a life like hers. I was goal oriented organized, always dating successful guys and into the charity thing.....funny how life takes its turns. Don't get me wrong--I am soooo happy that she has that life with a great husband who she adores and is her best friend. It's just ironic how life takes its turns.

Well we parted and its never enough time. I was left with a severed headache from all the wines I mixed. But it was a fun day.

In the dysfunctional frog area, it has been a very strange few days. Let's just say--I am being so baited these days. Mr. Government--I told him he needs a girl to just fuck and run and I'm not it. Of course, pushing him away, made him return more (very frustrating). I got a response from Chris to my closure letter. And I can't even go into that email tonight.

And then there is Mr. Heart. I am really starting to like this guy. He calls, he leaves me little messages, he makes me smile. He isn't afraid that I am going to get close to him. He isn't afraid that I may LIKE him a little. He doesn't feel he needs to put a wall up, constantly set boundaries. And you know, I feel good about it. When I don't feel like someone is pushing me away, I don't feel I have to get closer. Security? Don't know exactly what it is BUT I do know...its peace. its normalcy and I really like it. A change from the other lying dysfunctional frogs....I hope it remains like this. He certainly has potential.

Sweet Dreams!

06/06/06 If anyday, today is the day to be naughty!

666- June 6th 2006 06/06/06

Aah! The devil. I personally think that today is the day that it's a freebie. If you do something wrong, it's not your fault. It's the day of the devil.

Sadly, I was too busy working to do anything that bad. Had a blow out fight with Mr. Goverment over email today. He happened to text me as I was passing his house. I'm never in his neck of the woods but decided to see what his house looked like since I was literally a block away...I drove by and continued on my way. Then he texted me....I just answered....this is funny, I am driving through your town. Well, he flipped....what are you up to? What are you doing there? Hmmmm....last time I checked I was allowed to make a stop for work and head home. Can you imagine if he knew I drove passed his house?? Well let's just say, it got ugly. I basically told him that he needs to take a chill pill....damn he is so strung tightly!!

But on a nicer note......I am really starting to like Mr Heart. We have such nice conversations, he's so sweet to me "Hey Beautiful" what a great way to start a conversation. He calls me when ever he can....he is trying to get time off for us to hang out. It's something strange, it's bizarre--oh wait!! it's possibly a NORMAL MAN!! Something I haven't found very often.

The Doctor I met the other night on the site is Mr. One Liner....I'm getting hung up on you. I think about you...... oh boy....Mr. Sweet Talker to the max...he's definitely sweet talking those ladies on the site. Very into the chat room.

I had to share this pix with you. Now this is a little over the top there.

So what did you do for 666?? I wore no underwear today and a skirt. IT was exciting that no one knew I had nothing under that skirt. I even played a little while I was driving.

Aah but that is not naughty enough. Wow, I have 3 hours left...I need to do something naughty...something a little crazy but what? What can I do with such short notice? Damn, I missed a free day to be wild! If I set my computer back one day, can I have the day again tomorrow??

"You're So Horny".....A parody written for me!

You know I am beginning to like the idea of someone else taking control in the bed...however, in everyday life, I am a control nut. So you can imagine how furious I am that something has taken control of my computer. Some security thing is ruling my life....I cannot answer emails so if you have written that is why I haven't answered. I can't get rid of it and it is infuriating me! I feel restricted, violated and it is certainly not in a good way. Not being able to answer emails, being kicked off a Literati game when I am winning....I am getting more and more angry. And why? www.securitytodate.net comes up everytime I load the damn internet. Your computer is infected, learn how to solve the problem keeps popping up.....It changes my pop up blocking when it wants to....I am flipping!!!! Does this company really think I am going to buy their software now? I want to rip their balls off...thats it!! Does anyone know what I can do? Can you help this damsel in distress.....

Anyway, back to my blog.

Hale McKay was sweet enough to write me a song AND also send a great cartoon....so tonight's post is technically not mine...So I guess Hale is my guest blogger for the evening. Thank you sweetheart, you had me laughing hysterical!!! So here goes! Unfortunately, I can't load the pix tonight because of this mean computer thing. But I will, as soon as I get this bastard out of my life...

(Your So Vain by Carly Simon is the tune)! Let's all sing together....

You walked into Secret Lovers Lane
Like you were walking into an affair.
Your fly strategically upzipped low
And I saw a big bulge was there.

You had one hand on my tits
And your finger in my ctoch hair
And both of my nipples
Were getting hard and and harder
Geting hard and harder...and..

You're so horny
You probably think we're gonna fuck
You're so horny
I'll bet you think we're gonna fuck
Don't you? Don't you?

You had me several minutes ago
When I was all hot and wet
Well you said that I had such a great pair
And that you couldn't leave me alone

But you came in globs and globs
And it was all in me
I had done creamed
And there stains on the sheets
Stains on the sheets and

You're so horny
You probably think we're gonna fuck again
You're so horny
I'll bet you think we're gonna fuck again
Won't you? Won't you?

Well I let you mount me again
And your cock quickly rose
And you blew your jizzum load
Deep and far into my womb.

Well you'r wher you should be in my pussy
And when your' not, you're in
my open mouth
Or between my ample tits
Between my ample tits and
We're so horny
You probably think you're gonna get it up again
We're so horny
I'll bet I can help you get it up again
Won't we? Won't we?

Still Addicted to The Married But Looking Sites

DAMN!!! PICTURES AREN'T LOADING!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, I admit it. I guess when I am feeling a little lonely or insecure..I end up fishing the Ashley Madison site for my Prince Charming. I have this weird thinking that my Mr. Prince Charming can be sitting in my inbox and I just didn't get a chance to respond. Last night I met another guy online.....we chatted--really nice--but definitely not Mr. Prince Charming. So, I will continue to go through the Ashley mail. I have to say, the guys are definitely quality. Where were they all when I was single?

I get the feeling like I am stuck sometimes.....right now...things are good on Cheri's Secret Lovers Lane. A few potentials that are decent (and then there is Mr. Government--lol). Curious George and I have potential for some real fun, pushing those limits and exploring new horizons! Mr. Heart is definitely looking more and more positive each day. I am starting to like him. I enjoy our conversations, I enjoy his humor and most importantly--there is never a lag in our conversation. We could talk for hours about life and stuff.

Today he called to just say hi and tell me that he keeps imagining our first meeting and its been driving him crazy. Should we take it real slow and intense....slowly exploring each others bodies? Or should we go for the hot, intense, rip your clothes off ravaging sex? Both seem pretty amazing to me. Our conversations are starting to get a little more edgy and sexual on the phone. I am getting more and more turned on by them.

So now I am sitting here all wet and thinking about him. Which way should we go? Such a fun and exciting dilemna. Now I can't get the image of our first meeting out of my head. My hubby isn't home tonight and he is stuck with a couple of patients overnight. So he is going to call me later and he is going to tell me a bedtime story and put me to bed......I emailed him and asked if it is okay if I masturbate while he tells me the story. I don't think he will mind. Stangely, my call depends on whether this man who has taken a turn for the worse gets better. I give anyone who deals with saving lives so much credit.....I can't imagine what it feels like when you lose a patient. Okay, what a downer of a side note there. I am going to go back to imagining our first meeting

What do you think?!? Slow and intense or wild and hot??

Quick Update: Mr. Government--flirting back and forth. Now I have begun to torture him a little...hee.hee

Chris, not my soulmate. I have to say that all the guys who have come and gone....I really only miss Chris. PRobably because we were so close as friends and we are so much alike. For him to totally just disappear, hurts me so much. I have accepted it but don't understand it. I wrote him a note tonight.....from the heart. It was a good by note and I just asked for some closure....he's stubborn he won't answer. He is the type of person who turns the page and doesn't go back. But I got it off my chest and I will miss him. IT's hard...I keep hearing songs on the radio that he would play for me on his guitar and sing to me. I'm a sucker for a guy playing a guitar and singing to me. I do miss him but you can't force something.

My Thesis on my Secret Rendezvous' and my psychological well being

Well, I do read all of your posts and comments and really listen to what you say. Thank you! I know you all are looking out for me.

SPG did say something that took me by surprise. That he was worried about my negativity. Hmm...it made me analyze myself and my situation. Truth is, I am not being as much negative as I am being realistic these days. And don't worry about me....I am actually in a better state of mind than I have been in a real long time. I promise.

But as far as my secret lover adventures, I am being more realistic about them. The truth, many of the men (not all) just want to get laid. All the emotional void talk in many cases are just words OR its their cocks that are feeling the void. The only words they want to hear is ones that are muttered while their cock is deeply inside my mouth!!

They aren't looking for that getaway..that escape from reality that includes friendship. They are looking for intense, experimental sex with no friendship. And that's okay. As long as the girl realizes that is what they are looking for.

Have I given up on finding my Prince Charming? Oh no! Absolutely not. As we all said, I will have to kiss a lot of dysfunctional frogs to find him. But I truly think I am getting smarter and more realistic in my search. There are guys out there who are looking for friendship as well as intense sex and experimenting. There are guys out there that want to talk about life, the weather, a movie while we cuddle after an intense sex session.

So I am not going to give up...or am I going to settle. Negativity in good (as SPG said)...I am just being cautious before I jump in again with my heart and totally open up my soul. I did it with Chris and he pummeled me. Turned out to not be the person I had thought he was.

Mr. Government well, I know now not to expect anything from him. Yes, I know he will be gone again. Yes, I know he is not one to talk and open up. Yes, I am aware now that his text messages three times a day (all of a sudden) are just his way of romancing me back into bed. BUT I also know that the sex was intense. That if there is a next time, it will be out of control. Ever have anger/frustration sex? Where you are just attracted to the person and also so annoyed that it is even more intense, more hot. That is what it would be. And, this time, there will be no holding back because I am going to think of it as the last time. This time, I would walk away knowing I may never see him again--and that will be okay. I have placed our friendship in a totally different arena. He is not my Prince Charming--he is someone I can just have wild, intense sex with. Sweaty and hot...totally uninhibited and that is what it is...........PURE LUSTFUL SEX! Face it, I am so horny these days and I want that.

Mr. Heart, well, I was negative about him. He has a psycho wife who has had him arrested during their separation and even hid in his apartment while they were separated. He's also not very careful....seems an affair is the norm in his neck of the woods and everyone talks about it. And his hang up with the total physical thing....makes me a little more reserved and self conscious. So that is just realistic....BUT on the other hand. He calls me and leaves me the sweetest messages. He talks to me about my kids and remembers when I was doing something special with them. He'll ask about my day (really listen and really care). So, there is a definite friendship there (which is sooooo nice). And for me a security that he is going to call again. That's all I need and like. Is the fact, that I don't worry that I will not hear from him. He's reliable and he calls me every other day (sometimes everyday--even just to leave a message to say he misses me and he's thinking about me).

So in conclusion on my Prince Charming Thesis here and the state of my psychological well being....I'm actually doing really well. I swear you caring and loving men in my life. Its so special and means so much that you care about me and think about me and watch out for me. XOXOXO
Thank you, thank you, thank you!!

I'm tough.....(okay deep inside I am a pussycat) but I can roll with the punches......will I get hurt? I definitely will. That's because I wear my heart on my sleeve, I care about people and I give myself 100%--I don't know how to do it any differently. But its good to know when I do get hurt, you are all there to help me pick up the pieces. Sigh!! I feel so loved tonight.....
Okay, gotta go to sleep!! Kisses Love YA!

His Voice + The Chance We May Meet = One Wet Cheri

It's as if he has a radar in place. As if he knows just when I am moving on. He seems to just step in as I am about to disappear from his life. Not once, not twice but this has been going on for months.

Is it because he was my first affair? Is it because he made me have multiple orgasms like I haven't had in years? Is it that fine cherry ass that keeps pulling me back for more? Is it the memories of him doing me from behind thrusting so hard yet interlocking my hands in such a way that we were so connected? What draws me back to this man? Yes, I am talking about Mr. Government.

I was so moving on. We have been texting back and forth for some time and well....I was beginning to forget about him. My thoughts have been pre-occupied with Curious George and Mr. Heart these days. They have been bringing me joy and satisfaction. Mr. Government...well we all know how he loves to play with me like he's fishing.

We haven't spoken in awhile, just texting back and forth and IMing. But today, I was feeling great. I came up with an amazing promotion for work and the samples arrived today. Another project is coming along great. Mr. Heart has been super attentive and really makes me feel good. He gives me those little extras that I love so much. And I hadn't checked my phone till 3Pm. There was a voice mail from Mr. Heart.....just thinking about you....going into surgery, will try to catch up with you later if its not too late..."Mwah sexy" And then I saw I missed a text.... Mr. Government!

"Hey sexy...thinking about you. How are you?" he writes
"Actually I am excellent. Drinking McDonald's iced coffee...actually better than the Starbucks we drink". I write
"I'm passing our spot right now. I can't help but think and miss you". he writes...
"Actually I can hardly remember what you look like. I think you have two heads with purple hair right?..I write
"You've seen my two heads...lol. And lots of other things. If you don't remember, I'll have to refresh your memory". he writes

Okay, I can't resist........my head says to say I'll pass but thanks. My body is reacting and I am starting to get wet.
"I vaguely remember this tight, hot cherry ass. Did I ever tell you I love to eat cherries in the summer?" I wrote

Then my phone rings......."Meet me. I miss you and I want you so bad right now. I haven't been able to stop thinking about you and me. Meet me."

"Whose this?" I had to say it. "Stop it Cheri. Meet me at our spot."
No, I'm not going to. I turned him down and he was taken back. Honestly, I couldn't. I was finishing up work and then had to get home to the kids. And I wasn't going to give in that easily.
"Then tomorrow if I don't get caught at work. Just for coffee. I just want to see you. I'm sorry for getting you upset. I'm sorry for being an ass, I have been trying to be good. I haven't been with anyone and I can't get you out of my head. PLEASE".

Oh boy. I can't resist him. I know, I know I should. But tell that to my body. Tell my out of control nipples to stop tingling. Tell my pussy not to get so damn wet and tight and longing for him. Damn. But I didn't say yes. He always gets caught at work so it won't make a difference what I say today. "Call me tomorrow and we'll see if I can swing it".

So my thoughts have been lingering about him the rest of the day. We spoke some more. Some chit chat. So attentive on what I am up to. So wanting to know everything (I know its his dick talking. His penis is so damn polite and knows exactly what to say).

The good thing is that I have my head on straighter now about him. If we do meet, I am going to treat it as a proper good by. The last hooray. I am the type who needs closure and well I never got it with him. So, one last fuck for the road and then if its over, its over. I won't be blind sided this time. I will not think that there will be a next. One hot steamy intense sexual rendezvous between two secret lovers....but this time, I won't think there is a next.

I just need closure on things. Otherwise, it bothers me. Chris is the best example. He has shut me out totally. That's his way of dealing by cutting someone off cold turkey with no good by. I need a good by. A closure.....
Well I don't want to think about him. I had a great day.

And tomorrow--I know that Mr. Government and I are not going to meet. He will have been building the guilt up all night and chicken out in the morning. But it was great to hear his voice and for him to admit that he has been getting so hard thinking about me.

The tangled web.....

A Successful Secret Rendezous On Cheri's Secret Lovers Lane

So, you must be wondering.....yes, I finally did meet Mr. Heart today. The roads were packed, the weather was horrible but we decided nothing was going to stop us from meeting today. It took us two hours to finally hook up but it was the anticipation....the determination to not let anything stand in our way that added to the excitement.

We decided to keep driving toward each other until we finally hit the same area. I found a quiet restaurant and sat down in a booth in the back. Of course, you know I was feeling insecure. I don't know why...that is just the way I am. Especially with all his "physical issues" what happens if we just didn't attract? As I sat there I said it didn't matter. I was nervous and screw it. I hate these first meetings...they are so damn nerve racking. My heart was pounding out of my chest.

So there he was....he's really good looking. I knew that from his picture..he had a boyish charm to him. And he walked towards me....and I decided to get up to greet him. He just looked into my eyes and gave me a kiss and then we both smiled. All of a sudden two people who spoke nonstop were both silent. As he looked into my eyes, he said "You are so amazingly gorgeous...I don't even know what to say. I cannot believe you are you. You have taken my words away." So, I guess you can say that he liked what he saw. The next thing I know, our lips met and we were in this intense kiss....all the anticipation, all the talking and now here we were sucking face.

We sat down in the booth and were like little kids holding hands. We shared lunch and we just talked for hours. For dessert, I went and sat next to him on his side of the booth. Okay, the attraction was definitely there. We kissed and now our hands began to wander a little. I had to see if he was hard...and he was. Very hard.

So now we are both aroused and sitting in a public restaurant. There was no time for a hotel, although the levels were so hot....I would have gone. We walked out to his car and we sat inside and talked a little more but as soon as our lips touched...it began to get super hot again. Our lips were all over each other...my neck, his neck, my ear,his ear...our hands exploring each others bodies outside our clothes. "I want you so bad right now".....the feeling was mutual. I could feel myself getting so wet and aroused.

So when I was a teenager, just sucking face in a car was enough. Now it was not...He's an amazing kisser. I love to kiss and our lips and tongues were just entwined. Circles, sucking, bites....it was getting really hot. He opened his pants because his cock was in severe pain in his tight jeans. The head was sticking out and was just so inviting. "I want to be with you. I want to be inside of you. I want to control you". Hmmmm.....I was about to explode. It was so intense and I get so damn wet. And this was no different, I could feel my juices flowing. I could feel my body wanting him. The real world had left us.........it was just the two of us in our own little bubble (in a parking lot with people coming and going).

"I need to feel your wetness. I want to feel your clit. Just for a second." I wanted that too but in the middle of a parking lot...we were in the back but still someone could come by. As he was breathing heavy in my ear, I decided I needed for him to feel me too. His hand slipped to my pants and he started to unzip the zipper. Ididn't stop him. I needed to feel his hand on my clit. I needed to feel his touch. And as I had anticipated, my juices were flowing and flowing and flowing.

"you are so damn wet, I can't stand this. I want to taste you." One touch was not enough. I wanted more and now could not care who was around. He played with my clit as I moaned. I could feel his fingers slip inside of me.. I was so excited....I thought I was going to have an orgasm right there just from his touch. So my hand is rubbing his hard cock and his hands are down my pants and the moment was so damn intense. And, someone was walking to the car next to us. We had to quickly stop our interaction and gain our composure.

And with that, the flow of reality came rushing in. The reality of where we were, the reality of life, the reality of time. Yes, it was late and we had to return to our real lives. So he drove me to my car and we kissed for just a few minutes more. It was too much of a tease...we had to stop. It was hard for us to both leave...but we had to. Reality was a knockin!.

Stuck in traffic, I began to re-think the afternoon and the tightness in my walls were way too much for me to handle. I needed to get home to masturbate. I called him as I was sitting in the car and he didn't pick up his phone. Oh no! Insecurity was beginning to rush over me. I left a message and then looked at my phone, I had a voice mail. It was him. He didn't answer because he was calling me at the same time. He also couldn't figure out why Ididn't answer.

I called him back....we spoke for awhile and yes, we decided we had to meet again. But not for a turkey sandwich this time. He told me that he couldn't believe how I made him feel. That I was so damn sexy and that he was still in shock. I guess my younger years of always picking the losers in life has left more of a scar on me then I had ever thought. I know I am pretty but I don't see that sexy woman that some men see when I look in the mirror.

So, I guess you can say that was a pretty great secret lover rendezvous. It was intense, it was passionate and I wish we had been in a hotel room. Will we meet again? I dont know. This is usually where they say--they feel guilty. It felt too good". So, I am taking it for just a fun and great afternoon...nothing more. There's also some baggage of his, that I have to decide if I want to deal with. But I have time to think about that, another day.

And yes, when I got home. I went straight upstairs. Thankfully no one was home and I had to masturbate. And so I did. I was so damn wet. Just a few circles, a few moments of thinking about my day and the orgasms began to flow. I took a quick nap and grabbed dinner with some girlfriends tonight.

Okay, you are 900 miles away and you have the most amazing glow to you tonight. What's going on?? Damn that new job is really doing wonders for you. Yeah it is, I agreed. But you always have a best friend there that knows differently.....after a few more bottles of wine...she turned to me and said....okay, who is the new guy? I want to hear about it tomorrow. Hee.hee. She knows me too well.

So now, almost 24 hours after my last post....I have my answer. And now I can go to sleep....content....and I really don't care if I don't see him again although I do want to be with him. The sex would be hot and that is what I need right now...I'm off to bed, to think about the afternoon one more time...I'm going to have to sneak and play with myself under the covers. I NEED HOT SEX!

Sweet wet dreams!!!!!






So, he walked in an

A secret lover rendezvous Are the Stars aligned??

It's 2:45AM and I can't sleep. Tonight was such a strange evening...the stars must have been aligned or something.

The evening began with a heated conversation with Curious George. His desire is to push me to my limit. For me to discover what my limits are. I learned tonight...that my limits are farther than I had thought. You know he webcams and well I watch...BUT I was intrigued tonight by his suggestion that I do a cam of me masturbating. 100% anonymous of course. I thought I would immediately say no...but I didn't. I'm not sure I could go through with it but it is a hot idea of people watching me masturbate. I guess the fact that I didn't immediately say no I have been sitting here thinking about that.

Then Mr. Heart called me. He's been saying for the longest time he wants us to meet. We have great conversations BUT I have labeled him in Mr. Navigator territory.....the too busy to get it together. He actually called yesterday and he wanted to meet today--I couldn't too much work. And then he called tonight saying he cleared his schedule for tomorrow afternoon (and unless an emergency comes up--he's coming out to see me). 15 minutes later, Mr. Backgammon wanted to see me tomorrow and then MR. Divorce Attorney popped out of the woodwork and invited me to lunch. Is tomorrow a "MUST CHEAT" day??? Did I miss the broadcast or something?! Isn't that weird.

I decided to meet Mr. Hart. I am not rescheduling my day--he has to fit into it. I planned on taking off a little early so its his call. In anticipation that we may meet---I had a ME NIGHT!!

Damn, a woman has to do so much to get ready for a lunch. YOu never know what may come of it and if I decided to take that path--I wanted to be ready.

So, I took a lavendar bath.....touched up my hair (I am sooo blonde now)...and shaved and trimmed. I did a triangle...very neatly trimmed...just in case. Thankfully the pedicure is done and the nails were done (I always have them done). And then I did a tangerine scrub....I love that....I smell like a tangerine right now. It absorbs into the skin and my whole body smells like a tangerine. Wanna squeeze me?!? And that bath felt so amazing....all my worries seem to come out of me. Of course, I use the jets as a stimulator....love those jets. I think all the webcam talk and the anticipation of a possible meeting...the jets made me cum in no time. I was imagining that there was a cam in my bathroom catching my bathtub masturbation session--it surprisingly turned me on.

So its 3AM...I have to get to sleep. I am nervous because Mr. Hart is a little complex. Physical attraction, while it is so important, is not everything with me. But very important to him....in a way too important and it makes me nervous. I'm not perfect....I guess if we don't hit it off, its not a big deal. Conversationally we do....I love yet hate this nervous feeling....if we click, do I sleep with him? I guess I will know the answer in 12 hours. Oh, he probably won't end up showing..I'm not going to think about it. I am just so horny now. And it would be a shame to waste a perfect triangle!! I love the feeling when I am perfectly trimmed and shaved. The clit is so easily accessible!!

Okay, I'll let you know if anything happens....have a great day tomorrow!!!

The Mystery Man Re-Appears

A couple of weeks ago, you might remember..I was flirting with a guy on the highway. We both pulled over in the Starbucks and he gave me his number. You all said to call--but I threw it out. Realizing he worked somewhere in the building that I do a lot of business in.

Well, today I was in a meeting. Usually, I am in an office or a lounge area..today I went with a few of the gentlman to grab a bite while we discussed business. As I am in the middle of a presentation, I look up and there is the guy from the sports car. OH yes, he is across the room. Of course, I lost my thoughts for a second but quickly recovered. My eyes continued to follow him. I wasn't sure if I wanted him to see me or not. Not really great timing here BUT he is so damn hot. Actually I am not the only one who noticed him walk into the room, so did a whole bunch of other woman.

So, I finished my presentation and was just chatting with the people Iwas with. Now what?!? I decided to forget it. The last thing I need in my life right now is this male gigolo that all the ladies want. Granted he is one fine specimen BUT I can't mix business with pleasure AND he would be a scandal. He's not the type of person that you could be sitting and having lunch with and no one would notice. Okay, a bottled water for the road and I am off. He disappeared anyway so it didn't matter what my intentions.

I grabbed my water and was waiting to pay when I hear a voice "you didn't call for the coffee....so at least let me get this water". Holy shit--it was HIM!!!!! I don't know where he re-appeared from but he saw me AND he remembered me. I was tongue tied. What do I say?!? I knew I was all red now. I get shy sometimes and for some reason I was right now. "I misplaced your number". Hmmm......MISPLACED!! And we both laughed.

"My name is Cheri. What's yours?" And the cocky bastard says...."damn, I seemed to misplace my name tag" as he gave the biggest smile that with those blue eyes, I could feel my body starting to react to him. He was beginning to suck me in....I could feel myself being sucked in....I could feel little tingles and my nipples getting hard. Okay this was not cool. I quickly lifted my notebook over my tits so he wouldn't see my erect nipples through the shirt. Now, I couldn't use the excuse it was cold because it was not cold there.

So I said "Well Mr. Misplaced.....thanks for the water. And hopefully the next time we meet..you will have found your name" (in a flirty way of course with a flirty smile and I walked away). "See ya around Cheri"

Damn! He had one up on me. He knew my first name. I don't know if I am up for the game. I am still juggling Mr. Heart (and Mr. Government--I know, I hate to tell you he's still in the picture).

So I went back to the people I was with and I said good by. I walked out and one of the doctors had gone back for a cup of coffee. I peeked back in to get one last glance at the Hunk of Sexiness AND he was talking to the doctor I had just had the meeting with. He was looking at my information I had just given the other doctors. So, now he knows everything. Where I work, why I was there etc. etc. AND I KNOW NOTHING!!!! Think quick, think quick....

I waited in the lobby. The doctor who went for the coffee came out. I said "oh! I forgot to give you this study. I didn't want to interrupt you with the other doctor." He said "Oh you should have. I would have introduced you. He was very interested in your service and even asked if I had an extra card. He jotted down your number to call you for some information. Oh, there he is... Dr. XOXOX ...here is the woman we were just talking about." And so I was formally introduced to the Doctor. Hee.hee. Equal playing ground now. He was blushing. He got busted asking about me !!!! WE shook hands (what an amazing handshake...I could have melted in his arms). "Oh damn, Dr. XOXOX, I seemed to misplace all my business cards. I will drop one off the next time I am here". "It's okay, I got your number" he said smiling.

Funny, we are both standing there playing a game of flirtatious chess and this other doctor had no idea he was a pawn in this game. I left and I had a smile from ear to ear. Even back at my office, I couldn't help but keep smiling. I was wet. Very wet. Why do I get so turned on by flirtatious head games? Well, everyday should have them. The beginning is always the funniest, the most exciting and the most fulfilling.

I really should stay away. All the red lights are flashing!!! Yet, you know I am always drawn to the danger.
Sweet Wet Dreams..I know I will!!!!

Gravity Free Sex

It's funny how I am attracted to such a variety of different men. I think it's because they are able to fulfill a different aspect of my complex personality (lol). They each fulfill a different need of mine.....a different part of the deep void that exists.

I don't like to hurt anyone (yes, no wonder I was voted "Most Eager To Please")! But I finally have stopped answering the frogs that I know are going no where. I kinda of weaned them off the breast in a way!!

So, now I am actually feeling good. Right now, there are two men that I am playing with (for a lack of a better term). Curious George, my webcam partner!! And, Mr. Heart. Very different in personalities, very different in views. In fact, Curious George makes me laugh so much. He is turned on by my imperfections. My breasts are a size D and while they used to stand straight up...the years of done a little damage. In a bra, I think they are hot!! So round and voluptous...without gravity is not as kind. But he is into that. He says its part of a woman's body and natural is so much better than fake tits. And he means it. I feel sexy with him because its okay that this body is not perfect. Now its not terrible...but its not perfect.

Mr. Heart is judgmental and many times harps on a perfect body. Making me feel insecure. I actually brought it to his attention today and he swears that he doesn't mean that. That I am taking it wrong...but I know appearances are very, very important to him. They are to me too. you have to be attracted to the person--but a person's soul is so important to me. I get turned on more by the person inside.

However, I am enjoying both of them right now. The key---we are friends. We have things in common. I can talk to both of them for hours and there would never be a lull. We're on the same mental wavelength and that is sooooo important. Actually, I am realizing that is THE most important thing. Oh of course, the sex, the playing, getting all wet is up there...but I really think for it to stay alive---its got to be more than just a surface fuck.

So now my question that I have been wondering. If I moved to the moon, would my tits become weightless? Would they fly in the air, go back to being as perky as they used to be? If I became an astronaut--I would probably have that perfect body again. Hmmm...its a thought. Not as sexy of a uniform as the Santa's helper, a policewoman or a nurse---but I would have perfect tits again!!

Now can you imagine having sex in space? Do you think it would be more difficult or do you think it would be orgasmic and so damn hot? All the different positions you could encounter.....having sex in the air must be a wild experience. Do you think the astronauts have tried it? And what happens to a penis in space? Now we know the cum would just float in the air--like when they show water from a glass floating. Okay, this whole gravity free sex talk is turning me on......how yummy!!! Do they have gravity machines anywhere that I could have sex??

Well as you can see my posts have been a little infrequent with the new job....BUT good news!!! I got a laptop.....yeah!!! So as soon as I get wireless connections...baby I will be back stronger and hornier than ever!!! And I will be able to podcast from anywhere...now that is going to be fun....I can podcast and maturbate at the same time in some funky location....all right.....Sweet Wet Dreams!!! XOXOXOXOXOXXX

My Orgasmic Webcam Session......

I realize why I have been delaying writing my webcam rendezvous with Curious George....because he reads my blog. Most of the men I have mentioned do not read it, so I don't feel like I am revealing too much of myself. Well I am telling you everything..but I write things I would never ever tell them. This is different....Curious George reads my every post. Doesn't comment except to me privately but he is lurking in the blogosphere world. So, do I write details? Do I keep my feelings to myself to avoid being too exposed? I decided to just write it as if he doesn't read my blog. So here goes..............

I have discovered something new about myself. I enjoy webcamming but get the most satisfaction from a guy making me cum. He is in charge, he is in control and I am following his every direction as I watch him masturbating and getting hard at the thought of me cumming!! Selfish? Yeah...a little since I do not have a webcam for him to see me playing with myself. But there are some ways around that.........camera phones!!! lol

The session started with me watching him masturbate. He follows my direction....."circle your head with your finger......now rub your shaft up and down,....mmmmm...faster.....faster....put some lotion on to lube that baby up...oh yeah!! now that is hot!!"

Now I enjoy watching him go from a small penis to a large engorged specimen....I love the fact that because he was thinking of me....it made him so hot. And of course, the fact that I could cause him to cum.

But the other night, I was horny. Yes, I can cum playing with myself and watching him BUT I decided I needed to really cum. We all know how sexually frustrated I have been lately. I needed to feel like I had just gotten fucked so hard....pure lust...I wanted to have a major orgasm. So, I decided to turn the tables. "Make me cum. You direct me."

And so he did. "Take your panties off!" For some reason, I wanted to follow his every command.....he was in control...I was just being the submissive one....and so I did. I removed my panties and sat on my chair with my legs around the arms. He started off slow...."take your shirt off too". And so I did...sitting in my office with nothing on. We started with my nipples....he wanted me to do circles on them and suck them...(which I can do!)...Aaahh!! but how would he know if they were hard?? He wanted a pix of my erect nipples.

I hesitated. I don't send pix.....ever. But I was so wet and pushing my limits,....I decided to do it. And so I did. He was amazed at how erect my nipples were. He said they were so suckable.....he wanted a profile...I guess they are pretty erect and big...they get real pointy on top...hmmm...he kept going on and on just how hot they were.

Next we moved down my body, damn he was taking too long to get to my clit. The juices were already flowing, I needed a release. Please...I thought, let me play with my clit. I need to release the pressure... And so he instructed me to squeeze my clit. Then do circles, then flick it. Now use my juices to wetten the clit. I had so much juices flowing...I couldn't take it. As you know, I get really ,really wet. I don't know if all girls do but it is soaked.

Put your finger inside of you! And so I did. Take a pix of your finger for me. Oh my.....now this was also a little passed my normal limits. But I did it...I took a pix of my wet finger, dripping with my juices for him. this pix showed the glistening, showed the wetness...I was a little embarrassed on how wet I was but way too horny to care..I sent the pix. He couldn't believe how wet I was.....(LOL)

So now, he walked me through it until I did cum. Telling me to insert my fingers deeper, moving them faster while rubbing and circling my clit. I felt like I was going to explode....my mind was somewhere else....my body somewhere else....and then came the rush............the orgasmic rush to fufill my head and make my legs, my clit and my walls shutter.

Damn, I felt relieved, I felt good. I felt a little dirty but in a good way.

Now Curious George has seen a pix of me before but it was a small and brief pix that I made him get rid of (which he obviously had). So after our little session, I had promised to snap a pix of me sitting at my computer. Now, I had no makeup on and I personally thought I looked like crap.

But he was the sweetest thing. He just kept raving how beautiful I was. How he couldn't believe it, how I was out of his league. Made me giggle and made me feel really good. Funny, for someone who has been told that I am beautiful and pretty...first, I don't know how to take a compliment (but it does feel good to hear them) and second, it's amazing that my self esteem is so low. I don't know why. We'll save that for my next post.

Anyway, in conclusion.....yes, I like to be in a submissive role. This webcam session, my desire for handcuffs, blindfolds...all the fact that I want a man to be in charge. I have to trust them...but I want them to take me and do as they please. So next step? CG and I may meet in the city real soon at a hotel. Hmmm....wonder what fun that will hold!!!

7 Kinds Of Sex-- Oh MY!!!!

A recent research shows that there are 7 kinds of sex:

The 1st kind of sex is called: Smurf Sex. This kind of sex happens when you first meet someone and you both have sex until you are blue in the face.

The 2nd kind of sex is called: Kitchen Sex. This is when you have been with your partner for a short time and you are so horny you will have sex anywhere, even in the kitchen.(mmmm...my favorite!)

The 3rd kind of sex is called: Bedroom Sex. This is when you have been with your partner for a long time. Your sex has gotten routine and you usually have sex only in your bedroom.

The 4th kind of sex is called: Hallway Sex. This is when you have been with your partner for too long. When you pass each other in the hallway you both say "screw you."

The 5th kind of sex is called: Religious Sex, which means you get Nun in the morning, Nun in the afternoon and Nun at night.

The 6th kind is called Courtroom Sex. This is when you cannot stand your wife any more. She takes you to court and screws you in front of everyone

And last, but not least, the 7th kind of sex is called: Social Security Sex. You get a little each month. But not enough to live on!!

Okay are you laughing?!?!? I had to post this. My best friend just sent it to me, hot off the presses!!!

A definite Secret Lover and Plan for an Escape

Today was a wonderful day where I just hung with the kids. I didn't want anything....just wanted to relax and not do anything.

I spent the day with another family. It's a long story on how I know them but I am really friends with their children. She's 50 years old and overworked and tired. We have alot in common..men who don't work that much and we are the responsible one with the weight of the world on our shoulders.

Today, we were sitting there drinking a glass of wine and she started telling me how she was starting to sell off property that they owned. SHE was planning her escape. No doubt, indirectly she told me that if she sold off the property she would be able to afford to take care of one house and let him deal with the business that she slaved with. She didn't come right out and say it (well she did say I don't care what he does) but it was in her eyes. Funny how we see things differently when we are in the situation AND that I am living a double life.

She did mention that she sends him to get something....and it takes him hours. He will go on trips during the day to get some supplies and not return for a long time. Hmmmmm.....sounds to me like there may be a secret lover in the equation. I told myself I was jumping to conclusions. But I am usually very good on intuition. MY friends have said that I am a witch. And lately, I have been able to pick out a lot of men who are having affairs in the neighborhood. My friends think I am a mind reader (well it takes one to know one I always think).

Anyway, her husband walks into the room. With one look at him....I know 99% the man is having an affair. The unexplained hours of being absent AND he all of a sudden started to die his hair black.....oh yes, he started to workout and lost all this weight. With one look at him....it was confirmed. He's cheating.

It's so sad that so many of us are not happy and living together for the wrong reasons. Whether its because of the kids or financial reasons we stay together...it sucks. Marriage should be about love, fulfillment and friendship.

And I learned something else today reading the newspaper. Did you know that New York is the only state left that you have to prove abuse or neglect to get a divorce? A woman went as far as to switch her husband's Viagra pills so that his drive would be gone--hence the one year abandonment clause. She lost in court and they won't give her a divorce. She said she'd rather die than stay married to him. Wow!! That is sick!! To have to go to such extremes and not be allowed to divorce your spouse.

So how was your weekend?? OXXOXOXOXOXOX
Sweet Dreams!!!!!!!!!!!! My bed is calling me early tonight~~

Happy Mother's Day and What is up with all these Married Men?!?

First, HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!

I love Betty Boop!!! She has so much glitz and so much sexuality!! She is just so cute. Well, I am wiped. I worked over 58 hours this week. I can hardly even write. My mind is like moosh!!

But I did want to say hi! I miss you all. I feel so disconnected but I do check your comments.

I have been thinking about your comments all week. How pathetic is it that I meet these men and things just don't move forward?? Now, you would think I was a dog. I can honestly say (and not being conceited) that I always get the reaction like "Wow! You're beautiful". And I am not a dumb blonde, I have a good personality....so what the hell is this about?!? Okay, we all know that I can be overwhelming at times..I do admit it. That's my personality...I'm intense...but that's about everything. When I like something...I believe in giving my all. Possibly is that too much for these guys? Yet, I choose very strong men (or so I have thought) so why can't they handle my passion for life??

Mr. Heart is another one that is just too busy. He wants me but doesn't know when he is going to have the time. Mr. Backgammon is gone. My choice actually. I knew he was controlling but he got made when I said that I wanted to finish some work. Poor #!%# baby. I don't have the patience for that. So, I am really starting all over again. A clean slate. Oh yes, Mr, Government. Hmmmm....you are so cute, let's meet for coffee. He must have meant in the year 2007. the only one I will take some responsibility is Chris. Now that I am so busy, I can see how I drove him crazy. We aren't really even communicating anymore. It makes me sad, very sad. Ever miss someone even when you do talk to them? That was our last few conversations. They were so distant....he has chosen to totally push me out of his life.

So tell me what is with these guys?? Do you go to Ashley MAdison just to meet someone just to see if they could meet someone. I don't buy the Bullshit..I like you too much. I feel guilty because it felt too good. So what is it?!!?!?!? Sigh.....

Well Happy Mother's Day to all you ladies out there!! And Gentleman....do something nice for your wife. I asked again for what I have been asking for now for 16 years.....a clean house. And for the hundredth time I've been told.....we bought you something instead!! I swear all I want it an organized house.....(okay and a good lay from a hot man and a million dollars, and a massage while being blind folded--but that's a whole other subject).

Which reminds me, I owe you the hot webcam episode. Tomorrow, I will hopefully not be as tired....tonight, if I tell it....I will be way too horny and toss and turn all night...not a good idea!

So Sweet Wet Dreams and tons of kisses!!!!!!

go to my room

Hee!! Hee!! Can you say a crappy day at work??? Yup! My first day of being under the gun....blah. So, I can't wait to share with you my webcam night last night with Curious George,.....it was HOT!! I admit it, I was selfish. Very selfish....hence, I enjoyed it more than any other session we have had. He directed me on what to do...I shared some explicit pix....I definitely pushed the limit for me..okay, I would love to tell you more tonight BUT...I have to be up at 6AM for an important meeting that I just finished preparing for. I miss you guys when I get wrapped up in work...Do you miss me?!?!?!?

I promise, tomorrow....a hot rundown of my rendezvous. I can honestly say, I was fulfilled...a bizarre thought since I am such a touchy person. Body to body is the only way to go...........or is it?!?