Meeting Mr Porsche

Yes, we met and it was amazing. Different this time though and i don't mean different bad....different good. He loved his presents and he gave me the prize in a cracker jack box as my gift...lol He's too funny. I told him I didn't want money..I knew him, he throws me money...not the point at all...I wanted him to pick out my present. Well he told me he would fix me and pick out a big straw hat with a big flower on it and make me wear it...wise ass. Yes, on the ice we were fighting...he kept throwing money in my car, I kept running back and throwing it in his car...lucky neither of us slipped on our asses...

In bed, it was less dominance and submission this time. It was calm, it was caring, it was reallly sexual. No wild positions, no wild domineering games...it was sweet and sensual and loving. He would look in my eyes and then kiss me..we screwed for a long time.....I gave him the blow job of his life! Sucking, licking and deep throating. Its funny how you get to know what does it for a man.. I have it down pat with him....he loves his cock sucked and the tip slurped....he loves when I go all the way down.....deep...he loves when I rub his balls and then I rub his prostate.....and then when I lick that area....right between the anal area and the balls...it drives him wild....yes, I can feel as his body tightens and he begins to pulsate...I can feel the pressure building...I can feel his body about to explode....he laughs after, its wild that he looses such control. He's not used to it.

I did buy anal beads. However, he actually put it in my pussy and what a weird feelin that was. It felt like a gyno instrument at first...wasn't sure I liked it. but then when it went up and it managed to hit a spot inside that was obviously my gpsot....I began to orgasm like wild...definitely interesting......I think I liked it...oh I loved the orgasm and my body's reaction.

And then, we laid there. And we held each other and hugged each other and talked and giggled. Today, he didn't rush...he knew it was important for me to feel he was there with me. And he was. Oh there was one power struggle....I slapped his ass for something and he grabbed my nipple in his mouth and sucked and bit. Then I manuveured my way to reach his cock.....aahh..the struggle began....who was going to give in first...this lasted a while...both of us laughing and giggling....its nice to be with a friend. It's nice to be with a lover.

And I wrote him a card...knowing he had to throw it out but I wrote it anyway. and basically I said Thank you. Thank you for being there for me, for caring about me, for allowing me to be me. thanks for all those orgasms but even more.....thanks for being such a wonderful lover and truly my best friend. He took the card...he needs to throw it out but he did take it I think to read again.

So he yelled at me for buying all those things but I told him that all the stuff had his name on it so I had to buy it (I got it all engraved so he wouldnt; make me return it). I said How many people have your name...I had to buy it...I love to entertain him.

He;s truly special to me. and right now, I have no desire to go back on Ashley right now. For the first time in my life, I am not craving that newness, that flirtiness, that excitement. Oh, I will go back. Just right now, the kids, my career and Mr. Porsche are keeping me busy.