It's been awhile since I have written. Not from a lack of wanting to but from a lack of time. I miss my blog, I miss my diary, I miss the serenity it has brought to me.
On a personal note, Cheri has been seeing one man for eight months now! Yes, not one cheat. I guess my big question is....is life always a scale or are you settling if someone is not exactly for you in every way? The New Guy and I connect emotionally and physically. There is never a lapse in our conversation, there is never a missing of affection, he loves to cuddle and he's amazing in bed. He can eat me out for hours and absolutely loves it, as do I. He's got a special technique with his lips and tongue that drive me insane.
I laugh like I have never laughed, I connect with him unlike others because we do not have secrets. However, there are the faults. He doesn't give me the support like Mr. Porsche did emotionally. It's a little about me and all about him sometimes. Most of the time its okay but some days, I need someone to hold me as the tears flow and tell me its going to be okay. That and his criticism of my lack of gym visits and my diet are starting to wear on me big time. Some days I feel I need a break. So if you are really happy and you enjoy someone but there are a few issues that are getting to you, do you stay?
My mind has been fragmented lately. Work is overwhelming and the house is too. The kids all have drama and I am trying to surge ahead with major things like wills, re-financing, ill parents....I have been carrying a very large burden. As expected, and none of you will be surprised, the EX has lost his job and got one and looking for another. So I had to pick up the burden of health insurance and he hasn't given me a penny in over 20 weeks. His old liens and problems just keep re-surfacing one way or another. IT's been a rough few months.
But...I have to say...I do not regret for one moment getting the divorce. If fact, with each screw up comes the satisfaction of knowing that I totally made the right decision. Now if life would just get a little easier!!
On a positive note, I am starting a new business. Aaahhh...I can't wait to get it off the ground. So I haven't been on Ashley Madison in a long time, anyone on there with some great stories? I miss it actually. Yes, the men were married but they were quality men. I have been considering to return to browse, see what's on there. Am I having an itch? I guess. I heard from so many blasts from the past this week that I am back thinking back to those hot sex encounters.
Mr. Porsche is still in my life but I haven't seen him in months. The pressure is on, he wants to see me. I don't have the heart to end it totally. Mystery Man...ahhh...I wouldn't trade a day in for what we had. The memories still pop in my head and make me smile. He won't write. I even attempted to bring him into the real world with me and link on linked in and he hasn't become my friend. I know its so over and honestly, I wouldn't want to re-kindle it because it might ruin the memories. But I have to tell you....everyone should have a romance like that. Everyone should experience the lust, passion and desire...one day we will meet again.
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Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Monday, December 06, 2010
Pre-Sexual Flashback Torture
The last week has been like a whirlwind. I met New Guy. It's funny because he called me to his friends New Girl and I called him to mine, New Guy. We started talking on Monday last week and well he sucked me in. Constant calls, sexual talk, talking about our lives, our dreams, our desires and we were up till 4AM every night. He's dangerous. The worse type of guy is one that comes in like a whirlwind where you feel you are so caught up in it and that its been going on forever. Your soul feels good, your head feels good and you feel so fulfilled. Honestly, it felt more like an affair meeting from Ashley Madison than a date!
So, we met on Thursday for coffee. I wanted to meet him to see if there was any potential. No need to get all worked up and then be let down that there was nothing there. He says he is so taken by me. My looks, my brains, my smile, my flirty way and the fact that I am not a pushover. I tell him like it is. You are different, you aren't like the other girls (geez, as I type that I realize how I was so suckered in).
He's brilliant but he has that darkness about him. I find brilliant men sometimes have this really dark tortured side. As if they are too smart for this world. Amazing how such brains can torture a man. I think its on the lines of Einstein and Picasso. There is a fight within themselves. I am attracted and drawn to men like that. Actually the Mafia guy from two weeks ago was like that too and I also think thats where Mystery Man's darkness came from too. Oh there were others but a lot of them were smart taught. These men are acceptions, their knowledge, their brains are above the norm.
He wanted me to see him on Friday night. I had a date but I ended up cancelling it. I needed to see if I was into this guy or not. He admits to being a flirt and a little bit of a player. Making me feel like I am different, I am the first girl he really liked (oh my, how suckered...lol). He actually did tell his friends about me because one of them text and said so is it as good as you thought with the new girl? That made me feel good.
There is a part of the area that he loves. This area along the water that it seems when people move there, they never want to leave. This is where he wants to get an apartment, right now he is in the basement of his house until he can legally leave. He took me out to this amazing restaurant and we kissed and held hands. We talked, we laughed and we had a great time. It was cold out but I said--well you took me here, lets go to the water. Freezing cold, we were both shivering and we kissed by the water under the stars. A block away, his friend had a million dollar home that has a separate little cabana that he had the key (how convenient). We went there to hang out. I looked at him and said...leave the condoms in the car. Oh he's one of those that doesn't like condoms but with me--no condoms no sex. And honestly, if the condoms were in the car, I knew we were not going to have sex. He laughed, hoping to sway me but I was like---empty your pockets dude...put the condoms in the car.
We went into the apartment and I so didn't want oral sex either. I made it clear to him but I ended up sucking his cock. I know, I just couldn't resist. It was very tempting and I was hot and horny. We were totally naked and he was devouring my nipples. OMG, you have the most amazing nipples. I guess they are pretty hot looking. He's not the first to tell me that. Size D tits with nipples that get all pointy...real pointy...an inch or more...he was dying and you know how there is a direct link to my pussy. I was drenched. When he went to put his fingers inside of he was like, wow! you are so wet, that is so hot! As he was fingering me, I needed to cum, I needed to go over the edge. I had to get there so I started to play with my clit. You are so fucking hot he said. It is such a turn on to watch you masturbate and see how your face is at such peace.
I came so hard..the wave overcame me. My entire body pulsated and I could feel that euphoria I love so much. A wave of heaven and then I sucked on him for just a few minutes and he came all over me. He asked, can I cum on you and I said where ever you want baby. He moaned and he came all over my tits.
We cleaned up and laid there for a few minutes and then we got dressed. He drove me home and we talked and laughed the whole way. I was calling him on things. He's used to girls falling in love with him right away. Are you in love with me yet? I said OMG, yes, let's run off to Vegas and get married tonight! and we both laughed. Wise ass, he said. Yeah, that's me baby. Don't hold your breath, I ain't fallen like the other chickies!
He walked me to the door and came in for a minute and then he left. When he got home, he called me and we spoke till 5AM. It was crazy, I am into this guy. the last two hours we talked about work. He was cracking up, he said, OMG, you are so damm smart and I am getting a woody from it. Now that is sick. I am so turned on by your brain that I am hard as a rock. We both laughed. Most people do phone sex, we did work sex.
Go out with me tonight, he said. Oh man, I had a tentative date with non-committal weekend. I will have to let you know in a bit. I called Mr non committal weekend and it still was non committed for the night because he had to work late so I told him lets make it another night. I don't want to get mad. He said, go ahead, call the next guy. I laughed but it wasn't that far from the truth. He's not stupid, I know he feels I am dating other people. Pulling away just a little.
I called back New Guy...Okay lets go out. I want to take you to a motel. I want to be alone with you and hold you. He's a major cuddler. I want to eat your pussy. He loves pussy. Geez, I am not sure I am ready for this. We will see I said. Lets start with dinner. I heard there is a great motel that is clean and he names it. My coffee went flying out of my mouth. It was the motel that was mine and Mystery Mans. Now I am sure Mystery Man is there every week with a new chickie but I have only been there once with Mr. Porsche. It was a little weird but I know him so well so it wasn't so awkward. This was different, this was a new guy. A new guy having my first encounter. I wasn't sure how I felt about it. It's just a damn place, I told myself. You were there once before, you will be fine. Mystery Man long forgot about you and has probably made that his own place with someone new. You're over it. Deal with it.
And so the evening began. He picked me up, he kissed me so sweetly, he opened the doors and closed them for me...he's a gentleman. And he sweeped me off to a restaurant with a fireplace. Actually I had been there with Mr. Security before and another date but that didn't matter. I love this place in the winter, sitting right by the fireplace...let the fun begin!
So, we met on Thursday for coffee. I wanted to meet him to see if there was any potential. No need to get all worked up and then be let down that there was nothing there. He says he is so taken by me. My looks, my brains, my smile, my flirty way and the fact that I am not a pushover. I tell him like it is. You are different, you aren't like the other girls (geez, as I type that I realize how I was so suckered in).
He's brilliant but he has that darkness about him. I find brilliant men sometimes have this really dark tortured side. As if they are too smart for this world. Amazing how such brains can torture a man. I think its on the lines of Einstein and Picasso. There is a fight within themselves. I am attracted and drawn to men like that. Actually the Mafia guy from two weeks ago was like that too and I also think thats where Mystery Man's darkness came from too. Oh there were others but a lot of them were smart taught. These men are acceptions, their knowledge, their brains are above the norm.
He wanted me to see him on Friday night. I had a date but I ended up cancelling it. I needed to see if I was into this guy or not. He admits to being a flirt and a little bit of a player. Making me feel like I am different, I am the first girl he really liked (oh my, how suckered...lol). He actually did tell his friends about me because one of them text and said so is it as good as you thought with the new girl? That made me feel good.
There is a part of the area that he loves. This area along the water that it seems when people move there, they never want to leave. This is where he wants to get an apartment, right now he is in the basement of his house until he can legally leave. He took me out to this amazing restaurant and we kissed and held hands. We talked, we laughed and we had a great time. It was cold out but I said--well you took me here, lets go to the water. Freezing cold, we were both shivering and we kissed by the water under the stars. A block away, his friend had a million dollar home that has a separate little cabana that he had the key (how convenient). We went there to hang out. I looked at him and said...leave the condoms in the car. Oh he's one of those that doesn't like condoms but with me--no condoms no sex. And honestly, if the condoms were in the car, I knew we were not going to have sex. He laughed, hoping to sway me but I was like---empty your pockets dude...put the condoms in the car.
We went into the apartment and I so didn't want oral sex either. I made it clear to him but I ended up sucking his cock. I know, I just couldn't resist. It was very tempting and I was hot and horny. We were totally naked and he was devouring my nipples. OMG, you have the most amazing nipples. I guess they are pretty hot looking. He's not the first to tell me that. Size D tits with nipples that get all pointy...real pointy...an inch or more...he was dying and you know how there is a direct link to my pussy. I was drenched. When he went to put his fingers inside of he was like, wow! you are so wet, that is so hot! As he was fingering me, I needed to cum, I needed to go over the edge. I had to get there so I started to play with my clit. You are so fucking hot he said. It is such a turn on to watch you masturbate and see how your face is at such peace.
I came so hard..the wave overcame me. My entire body pulsated and I could feel that euphoria I love so much. A wave of heaven and then I sucked on him for just a few minutes and he came all over me. He asked, can I cum on you and I said where ever you want baby. He moaned and he came all over my tits.
We cleaned up and laid there for a few minutes and then we got dressed. He drove me home and we talked and laughed the whole way. I was calling him on things. He's used to girls falling in love with him right away. Are you in love with me yet? I said OMG, yes, let's run off to Vegas and get married tonight! and we both laughed. Wise ass, he said. Yeah, that's me baby. Don't hold your breath, I ain't fallen like the other chickies!
He walked me to the door and came in for a minute and then he left. When he got home, he called me and we spoke till 5AM. It was crazy, I am into this guy. the last two hours we talked about work. He was cracking up, he said, OMG, you are so damm smart and I am getting a woody from it. Now that is sick. I am so turned on by your brain that I am hard as a rock. We both laughed. Most people do phone sex, we did work sex.
Go out with me tonight, he said. Oh man, I had a tentative date with non-committal weekend. I will have to let you know in a bit. I called Mr non committal weekend and it still was non committed for the night because he had to work late so I told him lets make it another night. I don't want to get mad. He said, go ahead, call the next guy. I laughed but it wasn't that far from the truth. He's not stupid, I know he feels I am dating other people. Pulling away just a little.
I called back New Guy...Okay lets go out. I want to take you to a motel. I want to be alone with you and hold you. He's a major cuddler. I want to eat your pussy. He loves pussy. Geez, I am not sure I am ready for this. We will see I said. Lets start with dinner. I heard there is a great motel that is clean and he names it. My coffee went flying out of my mouth. It was the motel that was mine and Mystery Mans. Now I am sure Mystery Man is there every week with a new chickie but I have only been there once with Mr. Porsche. It was a little weird but I know him so well so it wasn't so awkward. This was different, this was a new guy. A new guy having my first encounter. I wasn't sure how I felt about it. It's just a damn place, I told myself. You were there once before, you will be fine. Mystery Man long forgot about you and has probably made that his own place with someone new. You're over it. Deal with it.
And so the evening began. He picked me up, he kissed me so sweetly, he opened the doors and closed them for me...he's a gentleman. And he sweeped me off to a restaurant with a fireplace. Actually I had been there with Mr. Security before and another date but that didn't matter. I love this place in the winter, sitting right by the fireplace...let the fun begin!
Friday, July 09, 2010
I LOVE TO TEASE....
I admit it, I can definitely be a cock tease sometimes and well today I really was in the mood. I don't know what it was. I just decided that I needed to get do a little teasing. I had taken a pix of me lying down one night when I was putting my daughter to bed. Leaning on one hand, my hair over one eye and I was wearing my lounging pjs. basically, amazing cleavage in this thing. So i snapped a pix and it came out ok...my face doesn't look amazing but the pix is oozing with sexuality. So I cropped it just to see a little cleavage and I decided to put it on my yahoo messenger as my picture. now I am always offline but this time I went through the list of old frogs. those that I would want to tease, those that I would want to miss me.....and I just put them online.
I was working on my computer all day today so it was my amusement for the day.
First victim....my new guy. OMG, he fell right into a unexpected trap. I didn't even see this one coming. we just signed up for IM so I guess he didn't make the connection that it was me. He sent a note HEY and I responded hey sexy what's up. He started asking me questions he knew the answer to....and I still wasn't catching on that he didn't know who I was. I said to him why are you asking me this you know the answers to these questions, you should keep your ladies straight. He responded, if I had a woman like you, I wouldn't need other ladies. Is that really a recent pix? I was thinking he had a friend sitting there. So I responded...what is up with you? did you think I stole a gallery of someone elses pix? Anyway, he said wow, your quite the ballbuster....and he blocked me!! lol So I called him and said what is your problem....all if a sudden it clicked in his head and mine...that was me!!!! OMG, I am so embarrassed, I never saw that pix of you. I can't talk, I gotta take this call, and he hung up. A minute later, he asked to be my friend again....hahahahahahahaha. I think he is sooo embarrassed, I didn't hear a word from him today. How ridiculous if it is over before it begins because of that. I didn't realize he didn't know it was me. No wonder why he thought my responses were shocking....I am laying low on this one.
Next victim....the uncircumsized penis guy. do you remember him!?1? The one who said he only dates models and showed me his penis at the bar and I tied him up in his car. He wrote, wow, how are you? More babble and then wanted to know if I wanted to cam with him that he misses me on the cam. Uhmmmmm, let me think...NO THANKS...Great talking to you but I don't think we have much to say......no wait, he says, lets go out again. OH PLEASE!!!! My response, i dom't think so....
Next Victim....the Surgeon. Oh yes, this has been going on for years and we still haven't met. You are tempting me so, I can't do office hours. Holy crap, I need to meet you. But of course he has not plans on it. The men must be dying over that pix. Oh well, when you finally want to meet, let me know baby....hehehehehhehehe He came back on tonight....I reminded him that if we would have screwed once a week the past five years that would have been over 260 screws!! UGHHHHH!! I've used your pix so many times throughout the years to get off..its probably more than that now. And with this one, damn, I think its going to be twice a day. Too cute!!
next victim...the divorce attorney but I am mad at him so I didn't respond yet.
Oh well, such is life. a little amusement while I was working.
And tonight, I actually just turned my online on for all to see. And wow, the frogs that hopped in were amazing....four responses from guys I didn't even remember talking to and those that I vaguely remember. All saying how amazing I look, asking how I've been. Asking if I still am looking at married men....this is hysterical.
So, if you stay offline like I do and you have a long list of messenger people...try turning it on one day. You will be shocked at who comes out of the woodwork. I was on the phone tonight with Mr. Pulitzer...he asked me if I ever figured out how many men I went out with or blowed or slept with. Nope...way too many have come and gone. First dates that never amounted to anything. Online chats that never went anywhere. Truth is, I will sit down one day and try to figure it out. However, in my mind, there are only a few in my life that made a lasting impression. A few that pop into my head at times for one reason or another. A few that gave me strength, helped me build my sexuality, those that filled that endless empty void and honestly, I will always think positively about them. In my heart, I will be grateful to them for life for helping me through the darkest days. I don't know what I would have done without them.
A Toast to the Frogs!!!!!!!
I was working on my computer all day today so it was my amusement for the day.
First victim....my new guy. OMG, he fell right into a unexpected trap. I didn't even see this one coming. we just signed up for IM so I guess he didn't make the connection that it was me. He sent a note HEY and I responded hey sexy what's up. He started asking me questions he knew the answer to....and I still wasn't catching on that he didn't know who I was. I said to him why are you asking me this you know the answers to these questions, you should keep your ladies straight. He responded, if I had a woman like you, I wouldn't need other ladies. Is that really a recent pix? I was thinking he had a friend sitting there. So I responded...what is up with you? did you think I stole a gallery of someone elses pix? Anyway, he said wow, your quite the ballbuster....and he blocked me!! lol So I called him and said what is your problem....all if a sudden it clicked in his head and mine...that was me!!!! OMG, I am so embarrassed, I never saw that pix of you. I can't talk, I gotta take this call, and he hung up. A minute later, he asked to be my friend again....hahahahahahahaha. I think he is sooo embarrassed, I didn't hear a word from him today. How ridiculous if it is over before it begins because of that. I didn't realize he didn't know it was me. No wonder why he thought my responses were shocking....I am laying low on this one.
Next victim....the uncircumsized penis guy. do you remember him!?1? The one who said he only dates models and showed me his penis at the bar and I tied him up in his car. He wrote, wow, how are you? More babble and then wanted to know if I wanted to cam with him that he misses me on the cam. Uhmmmmm, let me think...NO THANKS...Great talking to you but I don't think we have much to say......no wait, he says, lets go out again. OH PLEASE!!!! My response, i dom't think so....
Next Victim....the Surgeon. Oh yes, this has been going on for years and we still haven't met. You are tempting me so, I can't do office hours. Holy crap, I need to meet you. But of course he has not plans on it. The men must be dying over that pix. Oh well, when you finally want to meet, let me know baby....hehehehehhehehe He came back on tonight....I reminded him that if we would have screwed once a week the past five years that would have been over 260 screws!! UGHHHHH!! I've used your pix so many times throughout the years to get off..its probably more than that now. And with this one, damn, I think its going to be twice a day. Too cute!!
next victim...the divorce attorney but I am mad at him so I didn't respond yet.
Oh well, such is life. a little amusement while I was working.
And tonight, I actually just turned my online on for all to see. And wow, the frogs that hopped in were amazing....four responses from guys I didn't even remember talking to and those that I vaguely remember. All saying how amazing I look, asking how I've been. Asking if I still am looking at married men....this is hysterical.
So, if you stay offline like I do and you have a long list of messenger people...try turning it on one day. You will be shocked at who comes out of the woodwork. I was on the phone tonight with Mr. Pulitzer...he asked me if I ever figured out how many men I went out with or blowed or slept with. Nope...way too many have come and gone. First dates that never amounted to anything. Online chats that never went anywhere. Truth is, I will sit down one day and try to figure it out. However, in my mind, there are only a few in my life that made a lasting impression. A few that pop into my head at times for one reason or another. A few that gave me strength, helped me build my sexuality, those that filled that endless empty void and honestly, I will always think positively about them. In my heart, I will be grateful to them for life for helping me through the darkest days. I don't know what I would have done without them.
A Toast to the Frogs!!!!!!!
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
I introduced him to my special toys!
Today was a day totally opposite from yesterday....but there is one common thread that is truly upsetting to me. I need to know, do condoms cause a man's penis to go limp if he is not used to wearing them? Realistically here I haven't had a hard cock in quite a long time and I am beginning to think it is me. The cock gets hard, the rubber goes on and with a thrust or two.....shrinkage. Please tell me this is normal and does happen or I will never take my clothes off again!!
The day however was amazing. The men I have been busy with are basically all aggressive. Oh there have been gentleness and slow, intense sex but today....it was truly vanilla. Vanilla like I have rarely experienced before. Mr. Organized and I met at a hotel. He picked a beautiful one too. He kissed me so gentle when I walked in and told me that I looked gorgeous. That I am so sexy. The man is just filled with compliments and for a change that is soooo nice.
We gently kissed for awhile and he undressed me as I undressed him. He laid me gently on the bed and he kissed me working his way down gently to each of my nipples and then kissing his way down to my clit. This man knows how to give oral. For a good 1/2 hour he was giving me the most amazing oral with his tongue gently licking my clit and one finger gently inserted. And as he made my body respond with an aura I almost didn't want to cum. It felt so good, it felt like heaven. However, when his finger hit my gspot and his tongue licked my clit so gently.....I could see the fireworks and I grabbed his hair and said..OH MY GOD!!!! The rush came over me. WOW, now there was an amazing orgasm.
And now it was my turn to reciprocate....I gave him the same treatment. Had him lie on the bed and I slowly worked my way down from his lips to his throbbing cock....I licked and sucked and massaged his balls....he got all excited and within 10 minutes he came. We both lied in each others arms and then we cuddled and kissed. It was so nice spooned together. It felt just right.
I was surprised when he started up again and said he was ready for sex. his cock was hard but not super hard. He put the condom on and then he thrusted and went limp. Now he was so upset. You could see the stress on his face. I am so sorry he said. OMG, I was so content, I was totally good with the day. Let's eat apples...he just laughed and said you are so cute. But he was stressed. Feeding him organic apples, I told him why was he upset? Was it me? He swore it was just the realization that he was getting older. I felt horrible.
And we lied there a little longer. I swore to him I was fine and I totally was. Let me take you to lunch he said. Oh no...we were not ending like this after a fantastic experience. I looked at him and said NO. So then I got up and said...my, my let me see what I have in my magic bag here. And I pulled out my bullet. I have to admit I had a vibrator and scarves to tie him up but I think he would have died. I turned the vibrator on and began playing with it and like a little kid his eyes lit up. Have you ever played with toys? No, he said. Have you ever masturbated? Again he said no. He was a good catholic boy. aaah, I see. Would you like to watch me masturbate? Oh yes....and he had a huge smile. I admit it , I felt like the devil at that point. Sucking him in to the world of bad boy...but I was intrigued that he never played with toys. So I began to masturbate with it and he was intently watching.....I was close to another orgasm and I said to him now you help me.....and he pushed the bullet in and out and he was enjoying watching it. I ended up cumming and then I pulled him on top of me for a little 69....
we both dropped to the bed and we relaxed. But I wasn't done...I turned the bullet on his cock...and made him just lie there and feel the vibrations. Do you like it? Oh yes.....on your cock or your balls..both but more on my balls. And so I used the bullet back and forth and back and forth..This baby got some power...Its my good and Plenty that I had lost for awhile. His cock got fully erect but what was even more amazing was his face. His face lost all its stress lost all its presence and he looked so peaceful, he looked like a little boy....I kissed his nose and traced my fingers on his face. Oh he was relaxed and it looked great. His face looked totally different.
Ironically to my surprise he said the same about me. That watching my face as I was about to cum was the most amazing experience for him. that I looked like I was so relaxed and so balanced and happy.
Time for a shower but honestly, he was not the type to jump into the shower with. Well not yet at least. So baby, did you have fun today i asked him? OMG, you are unbelievable. You do not know how I have never experienced a day like this and he gave me the biggest kiss.
And then I sat there wondering....wow, I have come a long way. The past five years I have experienced so much sexually. I have two people to really thank for that. Introducing me and making me feel good about vibrators and positions and exploring. I truly began enjoying and learned how to give a good bj with Mystery Man. I mean reality is, he was the first man's cock that I really wanted to suck. That I found to be irresistible. Lucky me.
And as for the cock going limp, be honest is it me? I am beginning to get a complex here since it is both with Mr. Porsche and now Mr. Organized. It's like a mixed signal I am getting. Do you think it is nervousness, age, condoms....what do you think?
i had a good day. My second date cancelled and then there was an incident with Mr. Astronaut. He removed me from his BBM friend list and I got a note. I was devastated. OMG, is this his way of cutting me off. I was sick..I called him and I sent a note to his friend to see if he deleted me. In the end, his phone crashed again and he lost all his friends. The feeling I felt truly upset me. That i felt so much for a man who could treat me so poorly. I realized that I need to separate myself from him. He is funny though. I told him I thought he dropped me as a friend and he said... ASS....lol... you need a part time job or a hobby...basically saying..you get so uptight and think too much. His humor is dry and always makes me smile. But I give and get little in return. In fact, I didn't even post the thing about my girlfriend and Mr. Astronaut. i will have to get to that.
sigh...I need to prioritize, he is right. My priorities have been slipping. I need to focus on the house and children and work. Sadly, my sleeping has been so bad and I am having a hard time concentrating. I am overwhelmed in all those areas so I strive for an escape....nothing feels like that aura when you are about to cum.
Sweeet dreams dear friends!!! xoxoxo
The day however was amazing. The men I have been busy with are basically all aggressive. Oh there have been gentleness and slow, intense sex but today....it was truly vanilla. Vanilla like I have rarely experienced before. Mr. Organized and I met at a hotel. He picked a beautiful one too. He kissed me so gentle when I walked in and told me that I looked gorgeous. That I am so sexy. The man is just filled with compliments and for a change that is soooo nice.
We gently kissed for awhile and he undressed me as I undressed him. He laid me gently on the bed and he kissed me working his way down gently to each of my nipples and then kissing his way down to my clit. This man knows how to give oral. For a good 1/2 hour he was giving me the most amazing oral with his tongue gently licking my clit and one finger gently inserted. And as he made my body respond with an aura I almost didn't want to cum. It felt so good, it felt like heaven. However, when his finger hit my gspot and his tongue licked my clit so gently.....I could see the fireworks and I grabbed his hair and said..OH MY GOD!!!! The rush came over me. WOW, now there was an amazing orgasm.
And now it was my turn to reciprocate....I gave him the same treatment. Had him lie on the bed and I slowly worked my way down from his lips to his throbbing cock....I licked and sucked and massaged his balls....he got all excited and within 10 minutes he came. We both lied in each others arms and then we cuddled and kissed. It was so nice spooned together. It felt just right.
I was surprised when he started up again and said he was ready for sex. his cock was hard but not super hard. He put the condom on and then he thrusted and went limp. Now he was so upset. You could see the stress on his face. I am so sorry he said. OMG, I was so content, I was totally good with the day. Let's eat apples...he just laughed and said you are so cute. But he was stressed. Feeding him organic apples, I told him why was he upset? Was it me? He swore it was just the realization that he was getting older. I felt horrible.
And we lied there a little longer. I swore to him I was fine and I totally was. Let me take you to lunch he said. Oh no...we were not ending like this after a fantastic experience. I looked at him and said NO. So then I got up and said...my, my let me see what I have in my magic bag here. And I pulled out my bullet. I have to admit I had a vibrator and scarves to tie him up but I think he would have died. I turned the vibrator on and began playing with it and like a little kid his eyes lit up. Have you ever played with toys? No, he said. Have you ever masturbated? Again he said no. He was a good catholic boy. aaah, I see. Would you like to watch me masturbate? Oh yes....and he had a huge smile. I admit it , I felt like the devil at that point. Sucking him in to the world of bad boy...but I was intrigued that he never played with toys. So I began to masturbate with it and he was intently watching.....I was close to another orgasm and I said to him now you help me.....and he pushed the bullet in and out and he was enjoying watching it. I ended up cumming and then I pulled him on top of me for a little 69....
we both dropped to the bed and we relaxed. But I wasn't done...I turned the bullet on his cock...and made him just lie there and feel the vibrations. Do you like it? Oh yes.....on your cock or your balls..both but more on my balls. And so I used the bullet back and forth and back and forth..This baby got some power...Its my good and Plenty that I had lost for awhile. His cock got fully erect but what was even more amazing was his face. His face lost all its stress lost all its presence and he looked so peaceful, he looked like a little boy....I kissed his nose and traced my fingers on his face. Oh he was relaxed and it looked great. His face looked totally different.
Ironically to my surprise he said the same about me. That watching my face as I was about to cum was the most amazing experience for him. that I looked like I was so relaxed and so balanced and happy.
Time for a shower but honestly, he was not the type to jump into the shower with. Well not yet at least. So baby, did you have fun today i asked him? OMG, you are unbelievable. You do not know how I have never experienced a day like this and he gave me the biggest kiss.
And then I sat there wondering....wow, I have come a long way. The past five years I have experienced so much sexually. I have two people to really thank for that. Introducing me and making me feel good about vibrators and positions and exploring. I truly began enjoying and learned how to give a good bj with Mystery Man. I mean reality is, he was the first man's cock that I really wanted to suck. That I found to be irresistible. Lucky me.
And as for the cock going limp, be honest is it me? I am beginning to get a complex here since it is both with Mr. Porsche and now Mr. Organized. It's like a mixed signal I am getting. Do you think it is nervousness, age, condoms....what do you think?
i had a good day. My second date cancelled and then there was an incident with Mr. Astronaut. He removed me from his BBM friend list and I got a note. I was devastated. OMG, is this his way of cutting me off. I was sick..I called him and I sent a note to his friend to see if he deleted me. In the end, his phone crashed again and he lost all his friends. The feeling I felt truly upset me. That i felt so much for a man who could treat me so poorly. I realized that I need to separate myself from him. He is funny though. I told him I thought he dropped me as a friend and he said... ASS....lol... you need a part time job or a hobby...basically saying..you get so uptight and think too much. His humor is dry and always makes me smile. But I give and get little in return. In fact, I didn't even post the thing about my girlfriend and Mr. Astronaut. i will have to get to that.
sigh...I need to prioritize, he is right. My priorities have been slipping. I need to focus on the house and children and work. Sadly, my sleeping has been so bad and I am having a hard time concentrating. I am overwhelmed in all those areas so I strive for an escape....nothing feels like that aura when you are about to cum.
Sweeet dreams dear friends!!! xoxoxo
Monday, May 24, 2010
Brazilian, Landing Strip or Just Trimmed?
Mr. Astronaut was suppose to come over this morning for some great sex. I cleared my morning and couldn't wait. I was so excited yesterday that I sent a note....Brazilian, Landing Strip or just trimmed? Unfortunately, sex has been so unfrequent that I can give him all those options! BUT I didn't hear back. Not a good sign. That usually means something came up with work. Grr...In the bath, I knew he was cancelling.
And 7AM this morning I get the text. I am wrapped up today, not sure I can get away. Will probably have to make it later in the week. Sorry. UGH!!!!! I spent the day yesterday straightening up the entire house with still more to go. I went with the landing strip and now there is nothing!!! Now, I know he can't control his job. Some stupid ass criminal decides to make a move and caused me to not get screwed today. I know I should be understanding, he's probably working on some big undercover drug deal or its something to do with homeland security (I am guessing...his job heats up and he travels funky places). But they couldn't fucking wait one day to make a move? They had to do it on a Sunday, the day before I am suppose to be getting laid. Quite frankly, I want to kick that person's ass right now. Excuse me Mr. Criminal...your timing sucks...I am horny, I am bitchy and right now I want to personally kick your ass. GRRRRR...he will never tell me but I always wonder when there is some huge security thing going down that I see on the news if he is part of it.
Mr. Porsche sent me some work analysis this morning. No note, no mention of my vicious note...I did my professional evaluation and sent the results back. no note, no words just my report. And now I decided to just throw myself into bed. I have so much work but I didn't plan to be doing it right now. Pout. yes, I am pouting. Cranky, cranky...I am going to throw myself into bed and pull the covers over my head.
And 7AM this morning I get the text. I am wrapped up today, not sure I can get away. Will probably have to make it later in the week. Sorry. UGH!!!!! I spent the day yesterday straightening up the entire house with still more to go. I went with the landing strip and now there is nothing!!! Now, I know he can't control his job. Some stupid ass criminal decides to make a move and caused me to not get screwed today. I know I should be understanding, he's probably working on some big undercover drug deal or its something to do with homeland security (I am guessing...his job heats up and he travels funky places). But they couldn't fucking wait one day to make a move? They had to do it on a Sunday, the day before I am suppose to be getting laid. Quite frankly, I want to kick that person's ass right now. Excuse me Mr. Criminal...your timing sucks...I am horny, I am bitchy and right now I want to personally kick your ass. GRRRRR...he will never tell me but I always wonder when there is some huge security thing going down that I see on the news if he is part of it.
Mr. Porsche sent me some work analysis this morning. No note, no mention of my vicious note...I did my professional evaluation and sent the results back. no note, no words just my report. And now I decided to just throw myself into bed. I have so much work but I didn't plan to be doing it right now. Pout. yes, I am pouting. Cranky, cranky...I am going to throw myself into bed and pull the covers over my head.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
I Hate Men
So I think that says it all. I don't understand them. I don't get their thought process or lack of it. I just don't get any of them.
They fly in like vultars and then they disappear. Okay, I am pouting right now. Mr. Porsche is way too busy for me and quite frankly I don't see when he will be available in the near future. He's not a stupid man, he sent me a check to go buy myself something. Hmmmm....a pay off. Basically I am not going to be around for awhile, go get yourself something. Oh it was suppose to be for helping him do something but it was much larger than that.
I miss my afternoons of wild sex. I miss the escape. Oh there are tons of men but none that is fulfilling me right now. I am swamped with work but I still need that escape. All my frogs are entrenched in their work....no time to play. Sad, sad Cheri. I need to play!!
I haven't been around lately because I had been deathly ill with bronchitis or something like that. I am starting to feel better. It's a sad feeling when there is no one to take care of me. Well there wasn't before either but now there isn't even anyone to be annoyed at for not taking care of me.
I admit that I am overwhelmed with work. But I am so tired of just working and cleaning. I need to escape. So I decided I need to get into shape. I am not happy with the weight I gained and I am tired of being sad about it. I am joining a kickboxing class. Yup, I think that is perfect and I will do well with it. All I have to do is picture the face of my Ex, a few frogs and I should be in great shape in no time. It was that or Zumba. And I think I would do better right now at kickboxing....I took a hot yoga class. that was soooo much fun and well I am flexible so it went well. going to fill in with that. The teacher looked at me and said Ooooooo you very flexible.. well yes teacher, I love to fuck and do wild positions with my legs stretched in all ways. I didn't say that but I wanted to. My girlfriend that I went with (who is pissed that she has been doing this class for a year and isn't as flexible said she is going to take up sex.)
Okay the rant is over....gotta get back to work....damn I miss a hot afternoon fuck!!! I am craving mind blowing SEX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
They fly in like vultars and then they disappear. Okay, I am pouting right now. Mr. Porsche is way too busy for me and quite frankly I don't see when he will be available in the near future. He's not a stupid man, he sent me a check to go buy myself something. Hmmmm....a pay off. Basically I am not going to be around for awhile, go get yourself something. Oh it was suppose to be for helping him do something but it was much larger than that.
I miss my afternoons of wild sex. I miss the escape. Oh there are tons of men but none that is fulfilling me right now. I am swamped with work but I still need that escape. All my frogs are entrenched in their work....no time to play. Sad, sad Cheri. I need to play!!
I haven't been around lately because I had been deathly ill with bronchitis or something like that. I am starting to feel better. It's a sad feeling when there is no one to take care of me. Well there wasn't before either but now there isn't even anyone to be annoyed at for not taking care of me.
I admit that I am overwhelmed with work. But I am so tired of just working and cleaning. I need to escape. So I decided I need to get into shape. I am not happy with the weight I gained and I am tired of being sad about it. I am joining a kickboxing class. Yup, I think that is perfect and I will do well with it. All I have to do is picture the face of my Ex, a few frogs and I should be in great shape in no time. It was that or Zumba. And I think I would do better right now at kickboxing....I took a hot yoga class. that was soooo much fun and well I am flexible so it went well. going to fill in with that. The teacher looked at me and said Ooooooo you very flexible.. well yes teacher, I love to fuck and do wild positions with my legs stretched in all ways. I didn't say that but I wanted to. My girlfriend that I went with (who is pissed that she has been doing this class for a year and isn't as flexible said she is going to take up sex.)
Okay the rant is over....gotta get back to work....damn I miss a hot afternoon fuck!!! I am craving mind blowing SEX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Mr Sports Arrives After One Year of Cock Teasing
So it is two weeks shy of one year that my best girlfriend introduced me to this guy. a big shot in sports management. she knew him from her days of dating some pro ball players. He has been a good friend of mine for almost a year. He says he's coming out to see me and he never ends up coming so should I have thought he was going to show up tonight? Of course tonight he does. giving me 4 minutes to prepare.
Nothing is stranger than talking to a man for a full year and never knowing what he looks like yet he knows so much about you. He knows my tones, my fears, my desires and my wants. I am coming over to be with you! OMG! I never even thought about it. I can't sleep with a stranger who is not a stranger but a good friend. I told him I couldn't. I don't know you...he laughed and said, I know you very well and I'll be there in two minutes.
I started to get a panic attack and the gigglesd. He knocked on the door and when I opened it, there stood an unfamiliar face yet the voice was one I know so well. What a bizarre and strange feeling. I smiled and kissed and hugged him. I explained that I felt so strange. He said he felt totally comfortable...why? because he had a picture. He understood how I couldn't jump into bed with him so we sat and talked for awhile. I gave him a tour of the house and he wanted to see the famous virgin bed which we all know is no longer but I left out that fact. We hung out on top of the bed, listened to the radio and we began to talk.
Talking in the almost dark, I heard the voice of my dear friend as I lied on his chest. And then I reached up and kissed him. I giggled but was feeling more comfortable. His hands wandered and he slide his hand in my pants. Fingering me, I began to really loosen up. And of course seeing his hard on in his pants did not help the situation....well.....the man loves to eat a woman out and I haven't had a good eating in awhile...hmmmm...and you can certainly guess where there is going.
For a good 15 minutes, he feasted on my pussy until I came. Oh I was feeling so selfish at this point. And then I opened his pants to a hard cock. It was more of two friends experimenting than the intense passion. There was a comfort there for me. And he was excellent at eating pussy. While he fingered me. Man, he was good. I slide my hands on his cock and could feel it bulge as my hand touched it. You could hear a little moan from him. That to me is always enticing. I get off knowing that I am pleasing someone. So I worked my way down to devour his cock. Oh, he moaned and moaned good. After an amazing blowjob, I looked at his cock and felt that it would be a waste for him to cum and us not to have sex. I love what it feels like when a man sticks his cock so deep inside of me. I love the thrusting...I love when a cock first enters me and it spreads my lips and then my muscles wrap around his cock.
So i told him, get the condom. The guy hasn't worn a condom in a million years but no raincoat, no sex. So he put it on and thrusted inside of me...it was french vanilla sex. i say that because it was missionary but I added a little flavor to it with my legs wrapped around him and my additional hip thrusts. Soon after, he came. If he didnt announce it, the little moan was all he gave. Afterwards, I loved his reaction. His mind was blown. He laid there and felt amazing. He held me close and we chatted. Actually even called my GF because she couldn't believe we finally met.
Well the sex was good but you know me, i need to push the limits. can he get it up again. I just started playing a little after 10 minutes and it began to rise again. Yes, there was life! So now there was a challenge. He said there was no way it was going to get hard enough to screw again...aaahh!! That is a challenge I will take on. And so I did with a great handjob and a little lip action and well, his cock was up again. There's not way I will cum, I can't believe you even managed to get me hard again. Hmmmm....lets try! So he went isndie of me again and this time I wrapped my legs around him and thrusted my hips too even faster and then I played with his balls and to his surprise, he came again. As he looked me in the face, he had a dazed look. "I haven't been able to cum twice like that in 20 minutes since I was 17!" He collapsed on the bed. He works out daily and responded that this was a better workout then he could do at the gym.
he made me laugh so hard. He truthfully was shocked that he was able to perform like that. Holy shit, you are amazing. And that made me feel great. My girlfriend called me this morning and we laughed. Amazing how times have changed. When I said goodby to him it was totally fine. You see, it was more like a sport then it was an actual sexually intense attraction. The sex was like an activity. He's my friend but I had no attachment. It was nice. We both laughed, yes, I was feeling like a man feels after sex. Now i get it. There's no emotional attachment, it was fun. That was it. I like him but it was like he was my tennis partner or something. Too funny.
In fact, 15 minutes later, I was on the phone with Mr. Porsche who is out of town and chatting. With him there is emotion, it was so different.
So that was my day yesterday....tons of talking to various men, four dates and one sexual rendezvous. No wonder i was so tired this morning. Yesterday was a day I certainly will remember.
Nothing is stranger than talking to a man for a full year and never knowing what he looks like yet he knows so much about you. He knows my tones, my fears, my desires and my wants. I am coming over to be with you! OMG! I never even thought about it. I can't sleep with a stranger who is not a stranger but a good friend. I told him I couldn't. I don't know you...he laughed and said, I know you very well and I'll be there in two minutes.
I started to get a panic attack and the gigglesd. He knocked on the door and when I opened it, there stood an unfamiliar face yet the voice was one I know so well. What a bizarre and strange feeling. I smiled and kissed and hugged him. I explained that I felt so strange. He said he felt totally comfortable...why? because he had a picture. He understood how I couldn't jump into bed with him so we sat and talked for awhile. I gave him a tour of the house and he wanted to see the famous virgin bed which we all know is no longer but I left out that fact. We hung out on top of the bed, listened to the radio and we began to talk.
Talking in the almost dark, I heard the voice of my dear friend as I lied on his chest. And then I reached up and kissed him. I giggled but was feeling more comfortable. His hands wandered and he slide his hand in my pants. Fingering me, I began to really loosen up. And of course seeing his hard on in his pants did not help the situation....well.....the man loves to eat a woman out and I haven't had a good eating in awhile...hmmmm...and you can certainly guess where there is going.
For a good 15 minutes, he feasted on my pussy until I came. Oh I was feeling so selfish at this point. And then I opened his pants to a hard cock. It was more of two friends experimenting than the intense passion. There was a comfort there for me. And he was excellent at eating pussy. While he fingered me. Man, he was good. I slide my hands on his cock and could feel it bulge as my hand touched it. You could hear a little moan from him. That to me is always enticing. I get off knowing that I am pleasing someone. So I worked my way down to devour his cock. Oh, he moaned and moaned good. After an amazing blowjob, I looked at his cock and felt that it would be a waste for him to cum and us not to have sex. I love what it feels like when a man sticks his cock so deep inside of me. I love the thrusting...I love when a cock first enters me and it spreads my lips and then my muscles wrap around his cock.
So i told him, get the condom. The guy hasn't worn a condom in a million years but no raincoat, no sex. So he put it on and thrusted inside of me...it was french vanilla sex. i say that because it was missionary but I added a little flavor to it with my legs wrapped around him and my additional hip thrusts. Soon after, he came. If he didnt announce it, the little moan was all he gave. Afterwards, I loved his reaction. His mind was blown. He laid there and felt amazing. He held me close and we chatted. Actually even called my GF because she couldn't believe we finally met.
Well the sex was good but you know me, i need to push the limits. can he get it up again. I just started playing a little after 10 minutes and it began to rise again. Yes, there was life! So now there was a challenge. He said there was no way it was going to get hard enough to screw again...aaahh!! That is a challenge I will take on. And so I did with a great handjob and a little lip action and well, his cock was up again. There's not way I will cum, I can't believe you even managed to get me hard again. Hmmmm....lets try! So he went isndie of me again and this time I wrapped my legs around him and thrusted my hips too even faster and then I played with his balls and to his surprise, he came again. As he looked me in the face, he had a dazed look. "I haven't been able to cum twice like that in 20 minutes since I was 17!" He collapsed on the bed. He works out daily and responded that this was a better workout then he could do at the gym.
he made me laugh so hard. He truthfully was shocked that he was able to perform like that. Holy shit, you are amazing. And that made me feel great. My girlfriend called me this morning and we laughed. Amazing how times have changed. When I said goodby to him it was totally fine. You see, it was more like a sport then it was an actual sexually intense attraction. The sex was like an activity. He's my friend but I had no attachment. It was nice. We both laughed, yes, I was feeling like a man feels after sex. Now i get it. There's no emotional attachment, it was fun. That was it. I like him but it was like he was my tennis partner or something. Too funny.
In fact, 15 minutes later, I was on the phone with Mr. Porsche who is out of town and chatting. With him there is emotion, it was so different.
So that was my day yesterday....tons of talking to various men, four dates and one sexual rendezvous. No wonder i was so tired this morning. Yesterday was a day I certainly will remember.
Monday, May 03, 2010
Mr. Porsche Plans A Sexual Escape...YUM
I have to say I was surprised. Mr. Porsche called this morning and wanted to escape for two hours. He was planning it last week but was afraid it would fall through and well we have been having some communication issues lately. Last week, we had gone to a show together. My phone was ringing off the hook...I think he was thinking it was frogs. And it actually was.
Well today I was entrenched in a project so when I didn't sound super excited I think he was a little disappointed. what did you want to meet for? work or play? whtever you want, its your time. Hmmm...lets see...I will take play.
When I got there, he was in a towel. He worked this weekend on something ridiculous. Well its not ridiculous but realistically its house stuff that unless you are a contractor, you pay someone to do. Heavy manual labor but he was determined. It is a personal thing not that he couldn't afford to hire someone. So his entire body was aching.
Come over here and cuddle with me, he said. WHAT, I don't feel like cuddling today!! I said. He started to crack up and pulled me on the bed. Here's the thing about Mr. Porsche that I love. He knows I am a PITA and accepts my ball busting ways. Others, get mad at me or get really annoyed. He finds my rebellion funny and he lets me have my dig and just laughs. Why?! Because he knows me. He knows that I am truly a mush. He knows that I am just protecting my heart with some little PITA TALK. I laid down and kissed and cuddled him. then massaged him from head to toe. His head, his neck, down his back, his ass, his legs, his feet and his hands. Poor thing, he was so tense. Yes, I did go back and massage his balls as well.
Get undressed, I need to feel your tits on me. And the good little slut that I am, I got undressed. I laid on him when suddenly, he came back to life. I want to make you cum...so I was on my knees, kind of lying across him when he starts to finger me using this little rubber finger. Our toy bag has exploded. In fact, the prostate massager is our second one and it is dead. I am writing to the company and I will post it here. Mr. Porsche said, you wouldn't write. I said watch me. I mean it, the damn thing is expensive and it should break after one use. He doesn't have a prostate of steel (which i will point out to the company when I write).
Anyway, I have to say. Mr. Porsche has gotten amazing at finding my gspot. I mean we are talking amazing. He played with my clit and used my juices to make it so smooth...then he goes in and he finds my gspot and I can't explain but I moan and have an out of body experience and I cum like crazy. I remember panting, I remember thinking there was other men in the room watching and POOF...my body went into orgasmic mode. WOOOWW!! Amazing how I went through 39 years of life and never had an orgasm. I have made up for it now!!
We cuddled, we talked. He was under so much stress that he really didn't think he could get it up. Well, well....we are talking to me. I was determined to put this mouth to good use and so I did. working his cock, I was certainly able to get him hard. He has the girth baby...the true girth..he loves to hear me gag. I did a few times. I got out the non vibrating prostate massager (still his favorite toy) and I worked it good. You see, I have my own power now. I know exactly where is prostate is...I know exactly what to do to get him off. And so he came like crazy. He says its a different kind of cum, wild....like he peaks and its almost like he is afraid it is going to hurt and then there is total ecstasy. Not sure exactly since its different for me but I love getting him to that point where its out of body experience.
We lied there after, I took my nails and tickled his body. We talked about everything and nothing. It was fabulous. I love days like that. So what he wants to do is get me in a threesome. Hmmm....maybe I should find a girl and we can go from Mr. Porsche directly to Mr. Astronaut the same day. Kill two birds with one stone. But more interestingly, he wants to pierce my nipples. I mean get it done professionally. Ever been with a girl or know a girl with pierced nipples. This is really turning him on and he is serious. I am not so sure about it. I mean these are my nipples and they happen to be a part of my body I like. Gotta think about this.
we left and things felt right. Things felt like they used to.....back on track!
Well today I was entrenched in a project so when I didn't sound super excited I think he was a little disappointed. what did you want to meet for? work or play? whtever you want, its your time. Hmmm...lets see...I will take play.
When I got there, he was in a towel. He worked this weekend on something ridiculous. Well its not ridiculous but realistically its house stuff that unless you are a contractor, you pay someone to do. Heavy manual labor but he was determined. It is a personal thing not that he couldn't afford to hire someone. So his entire body was aching.
Come over here and cuddle with me, he said. WHAT, I don't feel like cuddling today!! I said. He started to crack up and pulled me on the bed. Here's the thing about Mr. Porsche that I love. He knows I am a PITA and accepts my ball busting ways. Others, get mad at me or get really annoyed. He finds my rebellion funny and he lets me have my dig and just laughs. Why?! Because he knows me. He knows that I am truly a mush. He knows that I am just protecting my heart with some little PITA TALK. I laid down and kissed and cuddled him. then massaged him from head to toe. His head, his neck, down his back, his ass, his legs, his feet and his hands. Poor thing, he was so tense. Yes, I did go back and massage his balls as well.
Get undressed, I need to feel your tits on me. And the good little slut that I am, I got undressed. I laid on him when suddenly, he came back to life. I want to make you cum...so I was on my knees, kind of lying across him when he starts to finger me using this little rubber finger. Our toy bag has exploded. In fact, the prostate massager is our second one and it is dead. I am writing to the company and I will post it here. Mr. Porsche said, you wouldn't write. I said watch me. I mean it, the damn thing is expensive and it should break after one use. He doesn't have a prostate of steel (which i will point out to the company when I write).
Anyway, I have to say. Mr. Porsche has gotten amazing at finding my gspot. I mean we are talking amazing. He played with my clit and used my juices to make it so smooth...then he goes in and he finds my gspot and I can't explain but I moan and have an out of body experience and I cum like crazy. I remember panting, I remember thinking there was other men in the room watching and POOF...my body went into orgasmic mode. WOOOWW!! Amazing how I went through 39 years of life and never had an orgasm. I have made up for it now!!
We cuddled, we talked. He was under so much stress that he really didn't think he could get it up. Well, well....we are talking to me. I was determined to put this mouth to good use and so I did. working his cock, I was certainly able to get him hard. He has the girth baby...the true girth..he loves to hear me gag. I did a few times. I got out the non vibrating prostate massager (still his favorite toy) and I worked it good. You see, I have my own power now. I know exactly where is prostate is...I know exactly what to do to get him off. And so he came like crazy. He says its a different kind of cum, wild....like he peaks and its almost like he is afraid it is going to hurt and then there is total ecstasy. Not sure exactly since its different for me but I love getting him to that point where its out of body experience.
We lied there after, I took my nails and tickled his body. We talked about everything and nothing. It was fabulous. I love days like that. So what he wants to do is get me in a threesome. Hmmm....maybe I should find a girl and we can go from Mr. Porsche directly to Mr. Astronaut the same day. Kill two birds with one stone. But more interestingly, he wants to pierce my nipples. I mean get it done professionally. Ever been with a girl or know a girl with pierced nipples. This is really turning him on and he is serious. I am not so sure about it. I mean these are my nipples and they happen to be a part of my body I like. Gotta think about this.
we left and things felt right. Things felt like they used to.....back on track!
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Mr. Cableman is a PITA
While I was with Mr. Porsche, Mr. Cableman knew it. So he called two times just to be annoying. It was pretty funny because I knew what he was doing. We are just good friends now. He had met a girl online that he has been seeing pretty regularly, the one he took to the hotel where Mystery Man and I used to frequent. He was telling me how hot the sex was...my reaction was...honestly, in that room you could probably have sex with a piece of dead wood and the ambience would make it good sex. He joked and said that my pix was in the lobby as a guiness book holder of visits to the hotel. I had to laugh. It certainly brought back some flashbacks. He was dying when I asked him about the neon lights and told him about the porno movies. He didm't have a mirror the first time on the ceiling, I told him to make sure he asks for a room that had one. the second time he was smart enough to ask for the mirror ceiling and he didn't use his real name this time. LOL I haven't been there in a very long time.
Last night, Mr. Cableman went to the movies with his GF. Of course, I had to return the favor and text him three times during the movie. He called me after and told me that I am way too funny and he couldn't stop laughing. I am sure the GF is not crazy about me. Oh, there was an incident when TWICE, he called her Cheri. She finally asked who I was....yikes. I told him as long as he doesn't scream my name during sex, he should be okay! We are just buddies and it is going to stay that way I think. I enjoy him as a friend and flirting by phone and text. Certainly is a highlight of my day because he is funny.
I told him to cut the hole in the popcorn bucket like I did when MM and I went to the movies. But watch out for that salt, I heard it burns. LOL He was laughing, you didn't do that? I started laughing remembering the flashbacks.....oh yeah I did. With the same hotel guy? he asked me. Yeah...with that same guy. So he asked...why aren't you two together anymore, it sounds like you guys had the ultimate banging thing going on? Long story was all that I said. Nope, not going there with him or anyone. You are never going to tell me are you? All I said was..... what does it matter, we aren't together and you are right, I don't want to talk about him at all!
When I think about my past, I admit to three guys. Mr. Government, Mystery Man and Mr. Porsche. Honestly, that is it. The rest were fleeting events all jumbled into one grouping. DigEm also had an emotional friend connection but it wasn't a true affair. But honestly, that is it. Reality is, those were the ones that made a true impression on me and my life. Mr. Government, an obsession because he was my first but reality is...that's all he was, my first. I was so naive, I had no idea the sex wasn't that great. And well, you know the other two. Those two I can honestly say are rocking chair material. Yup, when I am old and grey and sitting on that rocker on my porch, if I have any mind, I will watch the grass grow and think about how they fucked me soooooo gooooooooooood.
At this point, there is no one on my plate. There were three guys I was talking with and I threw them all back. I am not going to start off with someone who is needy or totally lost in their life. In today's economy, many of the men that I knew and know are struggling with their work...and for them, I would be there 120%...but I have no patience for these guys who have been totally lost their whole lives. One guy last night was telling me how he worked on Wall Street, was into demolition, is now an electrician and is going to work at a ticket booth this summer...and he graduated college with a Finance degree. you do what you gotta do but this guy never stuck to any job in his life for more than 1 year. He also is 44 and still lives with his parents. He is cute but not for me.
I have to find me. People don't live as insane as I do. I am constantly spiraling, so much on my plate, so much to take care of, up all night with the kids, clients wanting more and more....I just feel like the life is being sucked out of me. What I would do for two caring hands to wrap themselves around me and just hold me tight to give me back that energy. Someone to take this heavy load off my shoulders and off my heart even if it were for ten minutes. So a few tears just fell, I need to get back on track.
Last night, Mr. Cableman went to the movies with his GF. Of course, I had to return the favor and text him three times during the movie. He called me after and told me that I am way too funny and he couldn't stop laughing. I am sure the GF is not crazy about me. Oh, there was an incident when TWICE, he called her Cheri. She finally asked who I was....yikes. I told him as long as he doesn't scream my name during sex, he should be okay! We are just buddies and it is going to stay that way I think. I enjoy him as a friend and flirting by phone and text. Certainly is a highlight of my day because he is funny.
I told him to cut the hole in the popcorn bucket like I did when MM and I went to the movies. But watch out for that salt, I heard it burns. LOL He was laughing, you didn't do that? I started laughing remembering the flashbacks.....oh yeah I did. With the same hotel guy? he asked me. Yeah...with that same guy. So he asked...why aren't you two together anymore, it sounds like you guys had the ultimate banging thing going on? Long story was all that I said. Nope, not going there with him or anyone. You are never going to tell me are you? All I said was..... what does it matter, we aren't together and you are right, I don't want to talk about him at all!
When I think about my past, I admit to three guys. Mr. Government, Mystery Man and Mr. Porsche. Honestly, that is it. The rest were fleeting events all jumbled into one grouping. DigEm also had an emotional friend connection but it wasn't a true affair. But honestly, that is it. Reality is, those were the ones that made a true impression on me and my life. Mr. Government, an obsession because he was my first but reality is...that's all he was, my first. I was so naive, I had no idea the sex wasn't that great. And well, you know the other two. Those two I can honestly say are rocking chair material. Yup, when I am old and grey and sitting on that rocker on my porch, if I have any mind, I will watch the grass grow and think about how they fucked me soooooo gooooooooooood.
At this point, there is no one on my plate. There were three guys I was talking with and I threw them all back. I am not going to start off with someone who is needy or totally lost in their life. In today's economy, many of the men that I knew and know are struggling with their work...and for them, I would be there 120%...but I have no patience for these guys who have been totally lost their whole lives. One guy last night was telling me how he worked on Wall Street, was into demolition, is now an electrician and is going to work at a ticket booth this summer...and he graduated college with a Finance degree. you do what you gotta do but this guy never stuck to any job in his life for more than 1 year. He also is 44 and still lives with his parents. He is cute but not for me.
I have to find me. People don't live as insane as I do. I am constantly spiraling, so much on my plate, so much to take care of, up all night with the kids, clients wanting more and more....I just feel like the life is being sucked out of me. What I would do for two caring hands to wrap themselves around me and just hold me tight to give me back that energy. Someone to take this heavy load off my shoulders and off my heart even if it were for ten minutes. So a few tears just fell, I need to get back on track.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Deviant Sex
I have come to the conclusion that Mr. Porsche and I definitely have deviant sex. It's bordering S&M. I have been in a real funk. I am miserable about myself. My appearance, my emotions, my life. Mr. Porsche sensed it today. Amazing how I tried to be upbeat but he said there was something in my voice that he can sense my sadness. I guess when you know someone for so long, you can tell their mood just by their hello. we were going to meet tomorrow but he moved it up to today. And now, I am glad.
Sex with Mr. Porsche, while normal for us, certainly has a different flava. When I am uptight...I always like to start by sucking his cock. Something about it relaxes me and takes me away. I love to see if I can get his entire cock in my mouth down to his balls. Today, I was successful. Deep sucks and lowering him deeper and deeper into my throat avoiding a gag reflex. Yum!! Amazing how the gag reflex relaxes more and more with practice.
Next, he loves to make me cum. I shaved my pussy except for a little strip. He took out the bag of ammunition and I knew I was going to cum and cum hard. A vibrator in my pussy and then he starts counting down as he is tightly twisting my nippples. When he starts to count, I feel the pressure and lose the orgasm....crap, but then he decides a bullet up my ass will put me over the edge. Well, I honestly can say it makes me feel like a pinball machine....all if a sudden there are sparks going all throughout my head...TILT...TILT....TILT....and my whole body loses control. But he doesn't stop there, he keeps going which makes me a little uncomfortable, borderline of pain, fear...I don't know but he holds me down to make me cum again. Now I am convulsing on the bed.
He's been talking about a woman joining us lately. As we all know, I am not there. Not what I really want but if it turns him on, its worth the talking. He fucks me with my legs in the air and then he turns me around. For some rear entry action. Slow and steady wins the race and that was exactly what it was. There's one point where I am not sure I can continue but that feeling slowly turns into pure pleasure. And he just keeps going until I cum again.
I collapse on the bed...we take a break and then I go back to giving him a handjob and using our prostate toy on him. Oh, I forgot to mention that he used it on me..we now own two! One doesn't have vibration (that is mine). Kind of cute...matching his and her anal toys....something every couple should own! Well this time, I can feel his prostate and he moans when I hit it. And then I go to town...just massaging it enough that is it driving him wild. He cums and he cums hard and then it stopped and he came some more. Holy crap, that prostate massager does do a number on him. Now Mr. P loves to be in control. So while he laughs and loves the feeling, it blows his mind that he is so out of control. A feeling he has never felt before.
We don't have a lot of time. We lie there and talk a little. He massages my neck and tries to get me to relax. I definitely felt better after one of our sessions. I started writing this on Thursday and finishing it now. Tonight I am not feeling so great. Mentally and physically, I am drained. I am definitely depressed. I am feeling very alone. There are actually no frogs in the pond or I should say I have thrown out all the frogs in the pond. Mr. Rockstar, I ignored his text. Mr. Cableman is not what I want. Mr. Divorce Attorney and Mr. Myspace Attorney, I ignored their texts. And that is it. I am alone because I am really choosing to be alone. Not sure how I feel about it. I just know I should be doing work and I can't. I am soooo tired lately. I just want to sleep and sleep. things keep breaking in the house, I fixed them today but I am drained. Heading to bed, heading to sleep. I seem to be focusing on happier days right now.
What happens if that is it? Do you ever think that we have an allotted amount of good times in life? What happens if I used mine all up already? I mean what happens if I am never satisfied again as I was a few years ago. A high unlike any high..what happens if I don't feel that high again? Okay, I am getting very deep. I guess exhaustion can do that to you.....worries and worries.
Sweet dreams!!
Sex with Mr. Porsche, while normal for us, certainly has a different flava. When I am uptight...I always like to start by sucking his cock. Something about it relaxes me and takes me away. I love to see if I can get his entire cock in my mouth down to his balls. Today, I was successful. Deep sucks and lowering him deeper and deeper into my throat avoiding a gag reflex. Yum!! Amazing how the gag reflex relaxes more and more with practice.
Next, he loves to make me cum. I shaved my pussy except for a little strip. He took out the bag of ammunition and I knew I was going to cum and cum hard. A vibrator in my pussy and then he starts counting down as he is tightly twisting my nippples. When he starts to count, I feel the pressure and lose the orgasm....crap, but then he decides a bullet up my ass will put me over the edge. Well, I honestly can say it makes me feel like a pinball machine....all if a sudden there are sparks going all throughout my head...TILT...TILT....TILT....and my whole body loses control. But he doesn't stop there, he keeps going which makes me a little uncomfortable, borderline of pain, fear...I don't know but he holds me down to make me cum again. Now I am convulsing on the bed.
He's been talking about a woman joining us lately. As we all know, I am not there. Not what I really want but if it turns him on, its worth the talking. He fucks me with my legs in the air and then he turns me around. For some rear entry action. Slow and steady wins the race and that was exactly what it was. There's one point where I am not sure I can continue but that feeling slowly turns into pure pleasure. And he just keeps going until I cum again.
I collapse on the bed...we take a break and then I go back to giving him a handjob and using our prostate toy on him. Oh, I forgot to mention that he used it on me..we now own two! One doesn't have vibration (that is mine). Kind of cute...matching his and her anal toys....something every couple should own! Well this time, I can feel his prostate and he moans when I hit it. And then I go to town...just massaging it enough that is it driving him wild. He cums and he cums hard and then it stopped and he came some more. Holy crap, that prostate massager does do a number on him. Now Mr. P loves to be in control. So while he laughs and loves the feeling, it blows his mind that he is so out of control. A feeling he has never felt before.
We don't have a lot of time. We lie there and talk a little. He massages my neck and tries to get me to relax. I definitely felt better after one of our sessions. I started writing this on Thursday and finishing it now. Tonight I am not feeling so great. Mentally and physically, I am drained. I am definitely depressed. I am feeling very alone. There are actually no frogs in the pond or I should say I have thrown out all the frogs in the pond. Mr. Rockstar, I ignored his text. Mr. Cableman is not what I want. Mr. Divorce Attorney and Mr. Myspace Attorney, I ignored their texts. And that is it. I am alone because I am really choosing to be alone. Not sure how I feel about it. I just know I should be doing work and I can't. I am soooo tired lately. I just want to sleep and sleep. things keep breaking in the house, I fixed them today but I am drained. Heading to bed, heading to sleep. I seem to be focusing on happier days right now.
What happens if that is it? Do you ever think that we have an allotted amount of good times in life? What happens if I used mine all up already? I mean what happens if I am never satisfied again as I was a few years ago. A high unlike any high..what happens if I don't feel that high again? Okay, I am getting very deep. I guess exhaustion can do that to you.....worries and worries.
Sweet dreams!!
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Alienation of Affection Law- Mistress owes big bucks
Alienation of Affection LAW? A North Carolina mistress was sued by a man's wife under this law and she was awarded $9 million dollars today. YIKES...now that is scary! And personally, I think it is ridiculous. The husband even admitted to tons of other affairs but the wife sued this mistress. The wife was on an interview that said that everything was perfect in their marriage until she came along. Hard to believe chickie!! Nothing for nothing but it wasn't like she was a porn star or a gorgeous model that lured him in.
I cannot believe the courts got involved in this and allow this to go so far. I can't believe the wife allowed this to be dragged through the courts and she appears on tv. HELLO? Aren't you doing another horrible thing to your children? And please, she dragged him away. Last time I checked it takes two to tango. It is ridiculous that the husband gets away without any recourse yet the mistress is the one in trouble. Reality is, your husband was there and was a willing participant. Reality is, he had been unhappy in your marriage and you didnt see the signs. I certainly do not believe that this woman held him against his will or seduced him like a succubus!
The wife's name is Cindy Shackelford and the mistress Anne Lundquist. Funny, they never mentioned the husbands name...
Alienation of Affection Law is only still in existence in seven states: North Carolina, Hawaii, Mississippi, Utah, South Dakota, New Mexico and Illinois. So if you are in those states and cheating BEWARE. Here is what determines if you have a suit.
To succeed on an alienation claim, the plaintiff has to show that (1) the marriage entailed love between the spouses in some degree; (2) the spousal love was alienated and destroyed; and (3) defendant’s malicious conduct contributed to or caused the loss of affection. It is not necessary to show that the defendant set out to destroy the marital relationship, but only that he or she intentionally engaged in acts which would foreseeably impact on the marriage.
Originally this law was put into place because women were considered property. Interesting how an old law can be pulled up and used today.
I cannot believe the courts got involved in this and allow this to go so far. I can't believe the wife allowed this to be dragged through the courts and she appears on tv. HELLO? Aren't you doing another horrible thing to your children? And please, she dragged him away. Last time I checked it takes two to tango. It is ridiculous that the husband gets away without any recourse yet the mistress is the one in trouble. Reality is, your husband was there and was a willing participant. Reality is, he had been unhappy in your marriage and you didnt see the signs. I certainly do not believe that this woman held him against his will or seduced him like a succubus!
The wife's name is Cindy Shackelford and the mistress Anne Lundquist. Funny, they never mentioned the husbands name...
Alienation of Affection Law is only still in existence in seven states: North Carolina, Hawaii, Mississippi, Utah, South Dakota, New Mexico and Illinois. So if you are in those states and cheating BEWARE. Here is what determines if you have a suit.
To succeed on an alienation claim, the plaintiff has to show that (1) the marriage entailed love between the spouses in some degree; (2) the spousal love was alienated and destroyed; and (3) defendant’s malicious conduct contributed to or caused the loss of affection. It is not necessary to show that the defendant set out to destroy the marital relationship, but only that he or she intentionally engaged in acts which would foreseeably impact on the marriage.
Originally this law was put into place because women were considered property. Interesting how an old law can be pulled up and used today.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Horny and I Can't Land A Man
So there is a pool of frogs and I can't get laid. Mr. Security, I don't know what his deal is. We sat and talked for hours yesterday. I confessed to him that I was having other affairs, he was shocked. He also confessed that he was doing someone else right after me and before me. A double standard. I can't spend any more time with him. He's just going to be a friend if I can handle that. It's his eyes that draw me in and he knows it. I told him I was dating and he was acted like I was ruining my chances with him. Let's see, should I sit around and wait for him to finally knock on my door again? I don't think so.
I went on a date yesterday with a guy that was an example of what not to do on a date. He obviously didn't read the Ashley Madison helpful hints page. His wife is in Florida and he is up here. He is starting over. Now in today's economy, there are many men starting over. I offered to pay the bill (even half when it came because I felt bad). Half of the date he talked about how he is living with his mother, eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches five times a week and sits home all the time. Wow, I was feeling sorry for this man but while he was hot, he lost all appeal. there is nothing wrong with starting over, I did. There are certainly rough roads (and I am still on them) but I never sat at a date just going on and on about my woos.
why do people do that? It's one thing if someone is your friend. But if you are on a date, why sit there and use them as a therapist. I left there bummed. Nice guy but not for me. And then he texted me four times after the date yesterday. I told him "Don't think so much. Action. You are the fate of your own destiny". Now what do I do? I am so bad at telling people I am not interested. Any recommendations? I have to get better at this since it is part of dating. I want a way that doesn't sound cold and bitchy. I want a way that it is sincere just, hey, we aren't meant for eachother.
I went on a date yesterday with a guy that was an example of what not to do on a date. He obviously didn't read the Ashley Madison helpful hints page. His wife is in Florida and he is up here. He is starting over. Now in today's economy, there are many men starting over. I offered to pay the bill (even half when it came because I felt bad). Half of the date he talked about how he is living with his mother, eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches five times a week and sits home all the time. Wow, I was feeling sorry for this man but while he was hot, he lost all appeal. there is nothing wrong with starting over, I did. There are certainly rough roads (and I am still on them) but I never sat at a date just going on and on about my woos.
why do people do that? It's one thing if someone is your friend. But if you are on a date, why sit there and use them as a therapist. I left there bummed. Nice guy but not for me. And then he texted me four times after the date yesterday. I told him "Don't think so much. Action. You are the fate of your own destiny". Now what do I do? I am so bad at telling people I am not interested. Any recommendations? I have to get better at this since it is part of dating. I want a way that doesn't sound cold and bitchy. I want a way that it is sincere just, hey, we aren't meant for eachother.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Do You Believe In Fate?
Life is so strange sometimes and the most bizarre things do happen. Four years ago, I had been going to places to have a party for my son. I went to one place where there was a live band and my girlfriend and I had an amazing time. I actually ended up having the party in that place. That night we had run into a group of cops and we hung with them. I am sure I blogged about it. Mr. Government had been texting me and this cop had looked over my shoulder and was reading my phone....hey, I giggled. Hey you are married, who are you sending those texts to? I laughed and said....I should stay away from government employees...its a guy who works in your line of work sort of. He made a comment....oh you need to stay away from men like us. I went to the bathroom and the guy was gone.
so that was the prelude to the story...
I was searching on Ashley Madison and another site when I came across this guy. when I clicked on his pix, I started to laugh. He was everything that I usually do not go for in looks (shaven bald) and he was in law enforcement. I started to laugh....I can pick out a law enforcement ageny for miles....I am drawn to them. Last night, that guy sent me a note asking if I would like to talk. I wrote back....I am not into bald men and I have sworn off any form of law enforcement. He wrote back some hysterical line like wow, now that's my luck a double whammy and then he told me his name anyway.
A light bulb went off in my head.... hey, here is a bizarre question...have you ever been to that bar. I think we met there one night? I thought this guy looked like that guy from that night. but really, what were the chances. He wrote back yes, I do and now I remember you. Oh please, its been four years, he is single, he flirts with millions of girls, he doesn't remember me and its probably not him... so I said...well if it is you and you do remember me...tell me something about that night..
He wrote back....the name of the band that was playing that night, exactly where we were standing, he remembered I was with another blonde, he remembered I was married, that I was texting Mr. Government and the color sweater I was wearing! HOLY SHIT! I didn't even remember all that.
You left without saying goodby...I said. He responded, I didn't think you were interested...you had a boyfriend, you were married and I wasn't going to make a fool out of myself and pursue you. Last night, we spoke online for two hours. And he is so funny. I gave him my number and told him to call or text me.... and he made some sly comment like...oh so some other guy in a bar can tell you to stay away from me like I told you about that guy. Then when I went to my phone he had text me.... Here's my number..to my old new friend.
And then I got caught in a whirlwind of my romantic fate beliefs. It always blows my mind that you may meet someone in your life for a brief, short second and then they re-appear so many years later. Like as if, there was a sign coming down from the stars to give you a little taste. I mean the first meeting should have been uneventful for both of us. I would not be able to pick out any of his friends that were there. I would not remember anybody I met at a bar in the past year. But somehow this guy stuck in my memory and I stuck in his. Life is so strange. things happen to us that make no sense and then later on, its as if the mystery is solved. So what is with this guy? What is he suppose to mean in my life? Everything has a purpose, its just hard to know what that may be sometimes.......
do you believe in fate?
so that was the prelude to the story...
I was searching on Ashley Madison and another site when I came across this guy. when I clicked on his pix, I started to laugh. He was everything that I usually do not go for in looks (shaven bald) and he was in law enforcement. I started to laugh....I can pick out a law enforcement ageny for miles....I am drawn to them. Last night, that guy sent me a note asking if I would like to talk. I wrote back....I am not into bald men and I have sworn off any form of law enforcement. He wrote back some hysterical line like wow, now that's my luck a double whammy and then he told me his name anyway.
A light bulb went off in my head.... hey, here is a bizarre question...have you ever been to that bar. I think we met there one night? I thought this guy looked like that guy from that night. but really, what were the chances. He wrote back yes, I do and now I remember you. Oh please, its been four years, he is single, he flirts with millions of girls, he doesn't remember me and its probably not him... so I said...well if it is you and you do remember me...tell me something about that night..
He wrote back....the name of the band that was playing that night, exactly where we were standing, he remembered I was with another blonde, he remembered I was married, that I was texting Mr. Government and the color sweater I was wearing! HOLY SHIT! I didn't even remember all that.
You left without saying goodby...I said. He responded, I didn't think you were interested...you had a boyfriend, you were married and I wasn't going to make a fool out of myself and pursue you. Last night, we spoke online for two hours. And he is so funny. I gave him my number and told him to call or text me.... and he made some sly comment like...oh so some other guy in a bar can tell you to stay away from me like I told you about that guy. Then when I went to my phone he had text me.... Here's my number..to my old new friend.
And then I got caught in a whirlwind of my romantic fate beliefs. It always blows my mind that you may meet someone in your life for a brief, short second and then they re-appear so many years later. Like as if, there was a sign coming down from the stars to give you a little taste. I mean the first meeting should have been uneventful for both of us. I would not be able to pick out any of his friends that were there. I would not remember anybody I met at a bar in the past year. But somehow this guy stuck in my memory and I stuck in his. Life is so strange. things happen to us that make no sense and then later on, its as if the mystery is solved. So what is with this guy? What is he suppose to mean in my life? Everything has a purpose, its just hard to know what that may be sometimes.......
do you believe in fate?
Monday, December 21, 2009
What A Hot Hose He Had
So I had a date with the fireman on Friday night. Truth is, I have to learn the single rules of dating. I am a newbie in this world. There seems to be rules and timelines and I have no idea what they are. A married man, there is no timeline. You either like each other or you don't. If you like each other, you plan for additional meetings and the wings of lust fly you away. With single men, there are rules?!
The fireman picked me up at 7:00PM. I jumped in his car. I hate the first second. Neither one of you knows what to say or think...OMG, does he like me? OMG are we into eachother? I have to say, I was pleasantly surprised. While he looked a tinge older than his pix...not much really...he looked hot like his pix. I was very happy and was hoping so was he. We went off to a nice restaurant where we shared appetizers, had drinks and even shared our meal. We had lobster and steak and scallops, shrimp and clams. We talked, we laughed and he did magic tricks. Very cool, he made the salt shaker disappear. He made a coin change....it was fun. We talked joking, we talked serious...it was a nice night. And the drinks, we kept drinking and drinking. I have decided I can't drink like that on first dates (you will see why!) But I wasn't tipsy but feeling very nice. The french fries came and there was one that was over 9 inches long. I am bigger than that he said and I started laughing. I actually snapped a pix of the fry which I will have to post tomorrow.
After dinner, we went to the bar for a drink and we sat and talked some more. He finally reached over and kissed me. Okay, he was into me. I thought he was, I mean he invited me to his getaway house for one unspecified weekend but if he didn't like me, he didn't have to invite me. As we were sitting at the bar, I realized this was the same restaurant that wacko pulled out his cock at the bar. He started to tell me how I would be very impressed with his. I giggled and said, oh no..are you going to whip it out?! I would never, he said. I would just show pictures. We both laughed. He went on and on how magnificent it was....I was laughing hysterical. I reminded him that he shouldn't praise it so much, I might see it one day and call his bluff.
One more drink, and I actually was seeing a picture of his cock on his camera. Well I have to say, first, that he is built unbelievably. We are talking he has the broadest shoulders and strongest legs. He has one hell of a body. And his cock, I thought you couldn't build up muscle in your cock but this guys cock is something I have never seen before. Most guys cocks have girth but they are wide with thickness. This guy's cock reminded me of a budweiser bottle. It looked really round and as thick as a bottle. Wow, this wasd unique. And in length, it seemed long. His cock looked like it worked out!! lol
After kissing at the bar, we decided to go to a local arcade place. In front of the place, he leaned over in the car and kissed me. It got really hot and intense. The passion was flowing and I could feel myself getting super wet as I could also feel that he was getting super hard. At one point, II knew we had to get out of that car because we were attacking each other.
Playing the games, he was shocked when I beat him at a skeeball. Eventually he figured out that the scores were accumulating but I denied it. It was too funny how he couldn't believe I would win something. Air hockey, he kicked my butt. I was pretty good at deal or no deal and wheel of fortune. We drank some more and we played the games and it was really a lot of fun.
At one point, we sat down at the bar and drank. The conversation ended up getting serious. As a fireman, he is faced with some serious things and well, one event actually has left him with some serious lung issues. He also told me that they found spots on his kidneys which he isn't checking into. That made me sad. I could tell that his eyes were getting a little watery. How this conversation came to be? We were talking about life. How you gotta live one day at a time. How you should just go for it and not think about tomorrow because there might not be a tomorrow. Do today and live it like it were your last day. (Okay, so now you must be seeing the frame of mind that was developing....drinks, hot man, live today....need I say more!)
We actually played in the arcade until one in the morning. We handed in our tickets and I got...a stuffed frog!!!! Yes, for my bed and I must confess, a Scooby Doo. Scooby Doo always makes me happy but then of course I had a fleeting moment of thinking of Mystery Man (which passed now that I know he is fucking around). With stuffed animals in hand, we went to the car and headed to my house.
Talking and laughing the whole way home. We got to my block and we stopped at the corner so I could kiss him goodnight. Well, that was some hell of a kisss....it was intense and hot and I didn't want to stop. Strong, his body so hard against me....I didn't want to sit there just in case my neighbors would see so we went to the schoolyard and parked.
Well, when we got to the parking lot, I don't even remember starting to kiss but it started to get super hot. And I felt myself getting super horny....and his cock was super hard and I had to see it up close. So as his hands massaged my breasts and he squeezed my nipple, I removed his cock from his pants. AllI could say is WOW. that baby was round like a beer bottle. He was super endowed, I have never seen anything quite like it...my hand didn't fit around it...I stroked up and down and he moaned with each stroke. And I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter and pulsating more and more. Oh my, this was getting way too heated but I couldn't stop. The more I touched his cock, the more I wanted it deep inside of me.
I pulled him over to my seat and we lowered the chair. His hot body was lying over me, his shirt was off now and I could hardly contain myself. Dear God, this man was built with a six pack and more. My pants were opened and his were too...thankfully we had nothing or we would have fucked right there. But he touched me and he could feel the wetness which made him moan even loader....I was still stroking his cock when he moved it up to my mouth...I hesitated but then I couldn't resist....he kept leaning above me and moving his cock in and out of my mouth. My pants were all the way down now...and I just had to rub my clit for one second, the idea of the car passing, us in the open, his hard cock and body, his cock in my mouth.....and then he said..oh man, I can't hold it, I am going to cum... so cum I said.... and at the same time, we both climaxed and he shot his load all over me hair and face....he quickly grabbed his shirt to wipe me off..I giggled. I can't remember the last time I came so quickly and got so damn wet like that with little help.
He drove me home and kissed me good night. I don't remember much about getting into the house. And I felt great. I sent him a text the next morning, he answered and said he had a fun time too. And then I didn't hear from him or did he say we will have to do this again. It just laid there and I realized what a mistake I made. I should have refrained but I didn't. It just felt right. Of course, my friends all yelled at me and that made it worse. Today, I couldn't take it anymore, I called and apologized for drinking and what happened.
He called back a 1/2 hour later....Hey baby, who are you apologizing to? I thought we were going with the live and let live attitude? I know, but I felt like it wasn't appropriate. Oh come on, stop it. He wasn't feeling well, had been at the doctors. I'll call on him to check on him tomorrow. I guess I like more definite plans after. Like, hopefully we can get together again soon?!?
On another note, Mr. Porsche called on Friday night, two times. I think he knew, I always answer my phone. He called on Saturday to check on me. And my buddy, Mr. Security, called today. He is going through a tough divorce and he needed to talk. I love that we are friends. The movie Hangover is coming to Movie On Demand next week and we have made a date to watch that together at my house. I don't know when but hopefully soon. Things are okay with us and I like it. With Mr. Security, I think its not the right time for us but for some reason, I think we will be together again in the future. Only time will tell.....
There are others, Divorce Attorney wanted to come over, Mr. Astronaut/the Cop and I are fighting over a threesome. I am perfect except for that is his words. Grrrr....after I told him about my date, he ran onto Ashley Madison and has been on there for two days now consistently. He's trying to find that perfect woman. I keep annoying him by writing, you will never find anyone like me..your loss baby. It's pissing him off...lol
The fireman picked me up at 7:00PM. I jumped in his car. I hate the first second. Neither one of you knows what to say or think...OMG, does he like me? OMG are we into eachother? I have to say, I was pleasantly surprised. While he looked a tinge older than his pix...not much really...he looked hot like his pix. I was very happy and was hoping so was he. We went off to a nice restaurant where we shared appetizers, had drinks and even shared our meal. We had lobster and steak and scallops, shrimp and clams. We talked, we laughed and he did magic tricks. Very cool, he made the salt shaker disappear. He made a coin change....it was fun. We talked joking, we talked serious...it was a nice night. And the drinks, we kept drinking and drinking. I have decided I can't drink like that on first dates (you will see why!) But I wasn't tipsy but feeling very nice. The french fries came and there was one that was over 9 inches long. I am bigger than that he said and I started laughing. I actually snapped a pix of the fry which I will have to post tomorrow.
After dinner, we went to the bar for a drink and we sat and talked some more. He finally reached over and kissed me. Okay, he was into me. I thought he was, I mean he invited me to his getaway house for one unspecified weekend but if he didn't like me, he didn't have to invite me. As we were sitting at the bar, I realized this was the same restaurant that wacko pulled out his cock at the bar. He started to tell me how I would be very impressed with his. I giggled and said, oh no..are you going to whip it out?! I would never, he said. I would just show pictures. We both laughed. He went on and on how magnificent it was....I was laughing hysterical. I reminded him that he shouldn't praise it so much, I might see it one day and call his bluff.
One more drink, and I actually was seeing a picture of his cock on his camera. Well I have to say, first, that he is built unbelievably. We are talking he has the broadest shoulders and strongest legs. He has one hell of a body. And his cock, I thought you couldn't build up muscle in your cock but this guys cock is something I have never seen before. Most guys cocks have girth but they are wide with thickness. This guy's cock reminded me of a budweiser bottle. It looked really round and as thick as a bottle. Wow, this wasd unique. And in length, it seemed long. His cock looked like it worked out!! lol
After kissing at the bar, we decided to go to a local arcade place. In front of the place, he leaned over in the car and kissed me. It got really hot and intense. The passion was flowing and I could feel myself getting super wet as I could also feel that he was getting super hard. At one point, II knew we had to get out of that car because we were attacking each other.
Playing the games, he was shocked when I beat him at a skeeball. Eventually he figured out that the scores were accumulating but I denied it. It was too funny how he couldn't believe I would win something. Air hockey, he kicked my butt. I was pretty good at deal or no deal and wheel of fortune. We drank some more and we played the games and it was really a lot of fun.
At one point, we sat down at the bar and drank. The conversation ended up getting serious. As a fireman, he is faced with some serious things and well, one event actually has left him with some serious lung issues. He also told me that they found spots on his kidneys which he isn't checking into. That made me sad. I could tell that his eyes were getting a little watery. How this conversation came to be? We were talking about life. How you gotta live one day at a time. How you should just go for it and not think about tomorrow because there might not be a tomorrow. Do today and live it like it were your last day. (Okay, so now you must be seeing the frame of mind that was developing....drinks, hot man, live today....need I say more!)
We actually played in the arcade until one in the morning. We handed in our tickets and I got...a stuffed frog!!!! Yes, for my bed and I must confess, a Scooby Doo. Scooby Doo always makes me happy but then of course I had a fleeting moment of thinking of Mystery Man (which passed now that I know he is fucking around). With stuffed animals in hand, we went to the car and headed to my house.
Talking and laughing the whole way home. We got to my block and we stopped at the corner so I could kiss him goodnight. Well, that was some hell of a kisss....it was intense and hot and I didn't want to stop. Strong, his body so hard against me....I didn't want to sit there just in case my neighbors would see so we went to the schoolyard and parked.
Well, when we got to the parking lot, I don't even remember starting to kiss but it started to get super hot. And I felt myself getting super horny....and his cock was super hard and I had to see it up close. So as his hands massaged my breasts and he squeezed my nipple, I removed his cock from his pants. AllI could say is WOW. that baby was round like a beer bottle. He was super endowed, I have never seen anything quite like it...my hand didn't fit around it...I stroked up and down and he moaned with each stroke. And I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter and pulsating more and more. Oh my, this was getting way too heated but I couldn't stop. The more I touched his cock, the more I wanted it deep inside of me.
I pulled him over to my seat and we lowered the chair. His hot body was lying over me, his shirt was off now and I could hardly contain myself. Dear God, this man was built with a six pack and more. My pants were opened and his were too...thankfully we had nothing or we would have fucked right there. But he touched me and he could feel the wetness which made him moan even loader....I was still stroking his cock when he moved it up to my mouth...I hesitated but then I couldn't resist....he kept leaning above me and moving his cock in and out of my mouth. My pants were all the way down now...and I just had to rub my clit for one second, the idea of the car passing, us in the open, his hard cock and body, his cock in my mouth.....and then he said..oh man, I can't hold it, I am going to cum... so cum I said.... and at the same time, we both climaxed and he shot his load all over me hair and face....he quickly grabbed his shirt to wipe me off..I giggled. I can't remember the last time I came so quickly and got so damn wet like that with little help.
He drove me home and kissed me good night. I don't remember much about getting into the house. And I felt great. I sent him a text the next morning, he answered and said he had a fun time too. And then I didn't hear from him or did he say we will have to do this again. It just laid there and I realized what a mistake I made. I should have refrained but I didn't. It just felt right. Of course, my friends all yelled at me and that made it worse. Today, I couldn't take it anymore, I called and apologized for drinking and what happened.
He called back a 1/2 hour later....Hey baby, who are you apologizing to? I thought we were going with the live and let live attitude? I know, but I felt like it wasn't appropriate. Oh come on, stop it. He wasn't feeling well, had been at the doctors. I'll call on him to check on him tomorrow. I guess I like more definite plans after. Like, hopefully we can get together again soon?!?
On another note, Mr. Porsche called on Friday night, two times. I think he knew, I always answer my phone. He called on Saturday to check on me. And my buddy, Mr. Security, called today. He is going through a tough divorce and he needed to talk. I love that we are friends. The movie Hangover is coming to Movie On Demand next week and we have made a date to watch that together at my house. I don't know when but hopefully soon. Things are okay with us and I like it. With Mr. Security, I think its not the right time for us but for some reason, I think we will be together again in the future. Only time will tell.....
There are others, Divorce Attorney wanted to come over, Mr. Astronaut/the Cop and I are fighting over a threesome. I am perfect except for that is his words. Grrrr....after I told him about my date, he ran onto Ashley Madison and has been on there for two days now consistently. He's trying to find that perfect woman. I keep annoying him by writing, you will never find anyone like me..your loss baby. It's pissing him off...lol
Tuesday, December 08, 2009
Tiger Woods Report On Someone Rushed To Hospital
Wow...I hope it is a mistake. As I woke up this morning, the radio station said there was a report that a blonde was rushed to the hospital at 2:30AM after a 911 call today and the person is in bad shape in the ICU. They aren't sure if it is his wife or his mother or mother-in-law. The djs were speechless actually and took a whole new look at it. This is a private thing, it really is none of our business and if someone may die from it--personally I think the media is to blame. I hope it was a false report or this thing is certainly going to end Tiger's career.
So the report of over 10+ women that he has had affairs with, Tiger baby, you were just damn stupid. Stupid in his selection and the numbers. A waitress from Perkins?!?! A porn star? And he allowed someone to take pix of him on their cell phone. Rumor has it the girl is talking to PlayGirl now. There are fires popping up all over the place. I cannot believe he had such a God complex here. How did he not think that these waitresses wouldn't want to cash in?
Gotta say....he should have gone to Ashley Madison, he should have found one girl to bang that was married or in a position where she needed an affair to be quiet too. As for his wife, at this point, whether she loves him or not, I can't see how she could stay with him. 1-3 woman of respectable backgrounds....she would have survived. But from the list now and the woman he chose....the embarrassment alone is too much to endure.
I always said, I didn't care so much if my husband found out as much as I did if my kids found out. His kids are young but this is something he won't be able to erase out of history. Wow, transgressions....I think he needs a few more sssssssssss on that. For his sake and his families...I hope it dies down and no one was hospitalized...sadly, I think this is just the beginning for him.
So the report of over 10+ women that he has had affairs with, Tiger baby, you were just damn stupid. Stupid in his selection and the numbers. A waitress from Perkins?!?! A porn star? And he allowed someone to take pix of him on their cell phone. Rumor has it the girl is talking to PlayGirl now. There are fires popping up all over the place. I cannot believe he had such a God complex here. How did he not think that these waitresses wouldn't want to cash in?
Gotta say....he should have gone to Ashley Madison, he should have found one girl to bang that was married or in a position where she needed an affair to be quiet too. As for his wife, at this point, whether she loves him or not, I can't see how she could stay with him. 1-3 woman of respectable backgrounds....she would have survived. But from the list now and the woman he chose....the embarrassment alone is too much to endure.
I always said, I didn't care so much if my husband found out as much as I did if my kids found out. His kids are young but this is something he won't be able to erase out of history. Wow, transgressions....I think he needs a few more sssssssssss on that. For his sake and his families...I hope it dies down and no one was hospitalized...sadly, I think this is just the beginning for him.
Sunday, December 06, 2009
The Deadly Muffin
I was upstairs straightening up for the cleaning people. My house was in disarray because I have been working so hard. I wasn't showered and looking gross for me when I heard banging on my front door. The door was open so I ran down. Probably UPS or my neighbor and when I got to the bottom of the steps...there was Mr. Security holding a white bag with his dazzling eyes and sexy smile. "Morning sexy, I bought you a muffin". I stood there with my mouth open. OMG!!! OMG!!! OMG!!! My house is a mess and I am a mess....CRAP!!! Usually I am better put together but not today. Almost the end of my cycle...not showered...oh this isn't good.
Like a little kid, I ran to the door and dragged him in by the hand. I gave him a big kiss and hug..Don't move, don't move....I ran upstairs and threw a bra on and brushed my teeth. I ran down and gave him another big hug...and grabbed his hand. He handed me the muffin and I looked into his eyes and said Thank you...but those eyes, those eyes captivate me and he knows it. Suddenly our lips met...and we stood in my livingroom kissing....what seemed like a half hour that you could feel the attraction and chemistry between us.
I quickly grabbed his hand...let me give you a tour of my disaster. And I showed him around the house. As we stopped in each room (except for the kids rooms) we began to kiss. I could feel his hands on me....oh he was so damn hot.
we went to my new theatre room that I just put in..which is waiting for the furniture. Our big joke is that is where I am putting the pole for my pole dancing. And then we returned to my bedroom...Yes, he was the first man in my bed. Actually I just pushed him on it and like a little kid I said....Wooo Hoooo a man is in my new bed. As I was jumping around, he pulled me down and so we began to kiss some more. Its a strange thing. we are friends but the attraction is there. slowly I worked my way to his pants..oh that wasnt his phone in his pocket. It was his nice hard cock. Come look at my new toy drawer. And I opened up a drawer that I now have made into a toy drawer. Yes, there is vibrators, ropes, lubricants, gels, massagers...so many toys. He was laughing so hard. And I grabbed my bunny to play with and threw him back on the bed.
I worked my way down to his cock and I got on my knees. Sucked him and licked him as he moaned. You give the best blow jobs...mmmmm, words I love to hear. I didn't want to do him...but it was getting warmer and hotter and damn... So you know when you know you shouldn't be doing something and then you manage to justify it in your head? Well after an hour, I needed to have him inside of me....but this is where it started to get weird....I had to go to pee, he had to look for a rubber and he was really nervous and I was really nervous and quite frankly the whole mood was lost and as he put on the condom so was his hard on.
so now I took it as if it was me....maybe it was. He said he was nervous and here we were with his limp dick. Fuck!! I should have never agreed..I didn't feel it was right. the lights shining in my bedroom, my new bed didn't come so bending over was uncomfortable...crap. So I looked at him and took the condom off and said Don't be nervous it is me...and I began to suck on him again which made him come back. We did fuck but it wasn't like we have in the past. It was uncomfortable now...I was very self conscious...it was not great. He came or so he said he did..I should have checked the condom but I didn't.
He kissed me good by, he left. I called him and said don't weird out on me. and he said he wouldn't. but he was suppose to come over on Friday and he didn't. and our conversations have been far and few between. So my bed wasn't exactly christened the way I wanted it to be. And now, I ended up crying. Out of all the new guys, I cared about him the most. I like him as a person, as a friend and lover. Actually if I had to choose, I would choose his friendship over sex. He makes me laugh like no one else.
Kind of said about this...what a damn deadly muffin! Oh Ironically the ex called during and wanted to come over to work on the computer. Good thing I screamed at him the night before about popping over like he had been doing. Phew....I had left the door open while we were screwing...lol
Like a little kid, I ran to the door and dragged him in by the hand. I gave him a big kiss and hug..Don't move, don't move....I ran upstairs and threw a bra on and brushed my teeth. I ran down and gave him another big hug...and grabbed his hand. He handed me the muffin and I looked into his eyes and said Thank you...but those eyes, those eyes captivate me and he knows it. Suddenly our lips met...and we stood in my livingroom kissing....what seemed like a half hour that you could feel the attraction and chemistry between us.
I quickly grabbed his hand...let me give you a tour of my disaster. And I showed him around the house. As we stopped in each room (except for the kids rooms) we began to kiss. I could feel his hands on me....oh he was so damn hot.
we went to my new theatre room that I just put in..which is waiting for the furniture. Our big joke is that is where I am putting the pole for my pole dancing. And then we returned to my bedroom...Yes, he was the first man in my bed. Actually I just pushed him on it and like a little kid I said....Wooo Hoooo a man is in my new bed. As I was jumping around, he pulled me down and so we began to kiss some more. Its a strange thing. we are friends but the attraction is there. slowly I worked my way to his pants..oh that wasnt his phone in his pocket. It was his nice hard cock. Come look at my new toy drawer. And I opened up a drawer that I now have made into a toy drawer. Yes, there is vibrators, ropes, lubricants, gels, massagers...so many toys. He was laughing so hard. And I grabbed my bunny to play with and threw him back on the bed.
I worked my way down to his cock and I got on my knees. Sucked him and licked him as he moaned. You give the best blow jobs...mmmmm, words I love to hear. I didn't want to do him...but it was getting warmer and hotter and damn... So you know when you know you shouldn't be doing something and then you manage to justify it in your head? Well after an hour, I needed to have him inside of me....but this is where it started to get weird....I had to go to pee, he had to look for a rubber and he was really nervous and I was really nervous and quite frankly the whole mood was lost and as he put on the condom so was his hard on.
so now I took it as if it was me....maybe it was. He said he was nervous and here we were with his limp dick. Fuck!! I should have never agreed..I didn't feel it was right. the lights shining in my bedroom, my new bed didn't come so bending over was uncomfortable...crap. So I looked at him and took the condom off and said Don't be nervous it is me...and I began to suck on him again which made him come back. We did fuck but it wasn't like we have in the past. It was uncomfortable now...I was very self conscious...it was not great. He came or so he said he did..I should have checked the condom but I didn't.
He kissed me good by, he left. I called him and said don't weird out on me. and he said he wouldn't. but he was suppose to come over on Friday and he didn't. and our conversations have been far and few between. So my bed wasn't exactly christened the way I wanted it to be. And now, I ended up crying. Out of all the new guys, I cared about him the most. I like him as a person, as a friend and lover. Actually if I had to choose, I would choose his friendship over sex. He makes me laugh like no one else.
Kind of said about this...what a damn deadly muffin! Oh Ironically the ex called during and wanted to come over to work on the computer. Good thing I screamed at him the night before about popping over like he had been doing. Phew....I had left the door open while we were screwing...lol
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Meeting The Rockstar
A new potential frog--the Rockstar. My theory on life--I don't go out of my way on a first meeting. And you may say...why? Well, I guess it is a combination of being nervous, a little self conscious and shy....and in the same breath...a little self assured. A weird combination. But hey, if I dress in a hot outfit and put tons of makeup on....well, then that is the girl he is going to expect each time. I meet men in my suit. A business pant suit with high heels, a camisole underneath, makeup but not over kill and some nice, fun jewelry. Why? Because that is what they are going to see me in most of the time if we have afternoon or after work dates. What you see is what you get. Why pretend? why stress yourself out?
Of course, I usually don't show up with a frozen lip and my lips looking all messed up. My girlfriend could not believe that I went on the meeting. I just shoved him in between my chaos. When I told her about my day and that I went on a meeting, the tears rolled down her face. When I told her about the meeting...she literally was crying. We actually both were because I realized how crazy it was to someone else.
Mr. Rockstar is divorced. I met him on Ashley Madison. He has no kids so really he is like single. He used to be in a rockband....hence the rockstar label. He is into no drama (hahahaha) and no pressure. The man is looking for a long term relationship. Okay, so far, everything I am not!!
I called and warned him that I had a frozen lip. He said we could cancel but I said no lets meet. I tried to put lipstick on....weird..I could see my lip moving when I put the lipstick on but felt nothing. I walked in and he smiled. We went up and got a drink. We were at StarFucks of course. I wasn't really thinking. I love the Pumpkin Latte at Starbucks and they are back for the winter months!! Woooo Hooo...so I had one. Not exactly a good choice for a frozen lip girl. You see I was worried about froth being stuck on my lip. not being able to say M, B, P...and Breath sounded ridiculous.....lol my lip looked strange.....I shouldn't have met him..
we discussed the dentist. We discussed healthcare. We discussed our jobs. We then somehow got on the topic of other people we both met, past relationships and life. Now mind you, I was concerned about the froth on the lips thing. So which each drink I would wipe my lips. after I would drink, he would say....you are fine. so that I wouldn't have to wipe my lip. It became part of the conversation.....yes, an I Love Lucy episode. He would be telling me something and in mid sentence he would say you are fine and then go on with his conversation. i giggled there but after with my girlfriend, we were dying. Yes, a man who doesn't like chaos or drama and look what he is dealing with. the woman who calls him, shows up ten minutes late because I lost a kid and forgot to get my dog. Oh yeah, this none drama thing should have been clear to him....LOL
We had a nice conversation but I couldn't figure out if he was into me as a friend or more than a friend. Here's the thing about single men. Married men, there is no real courtship phase. Its apparent what you are looking for. Okay, I do the coffee, lunch and then sex. But with single men, I gotta get used to a more drawn out romancing stage. I also did everything I shouldn't have done besides the lip thing--I told him all the drama. Like its a test in a way. Like me for me or forget it. My girlfriend said he should have run.
at the end of the date, he said too bad you wouldn't feel it if I kissed you. Maybe I would I said. So he reached down and he kissed me gently on the lips. Or so I thought it was my lips because I only could feel the outside of the kiss. Very strange to feel toothless. I hope I never lose my teeth and become a gummer. Anyway, I smiled and said it felt nice and we left.
I got home and that night he was online. I guess it was a bust. Oh well, it didn't matter. I wasn't sure if I liked him or not. There was something a little off....something a little flower childy about him or it was his rockstar thing. Either way....not the Type A personality I am craving. He's probably better for me but I need that type A personality...lol I sent him a not through Ashley. "Thank you for the coffee. I'm glad we met. And I wanted you to know my lip unfroze". He wrote back that it tasted good even if it was a frozen lip. I wrote back that he would have to kiss me again sometime to tell me whether it tastes better frozen or room temperature. And that was it.
I figured I would never hear from him again. suprisingly he wrote me a note today. How are u? But I missed it with the crazy number of emails coming through. I noticed it as I was deleting it. I wrote him a note, did you text me today. He called me. I guess he thought I was blowing him off. We spoke for an hour. We can talk and talk. He's very nice. And then he asked me out for dinner. Cool. I was trying to not do dinner since my situation is not finalized (I will have to tell you about that too). Anyway, he noticed I was skirting the dinner and it was a little uncomfortable. I just said that lets have a backup night and he felt better I guess. I just don't want to keep a low profile till my marriage is dissolved or he moves out next month.
So...the moral of the story.....some men can handle a frazzled blonde with a frozen lip!
Mr. P called me today to wish me a good weekend. We are still not on track but we are much better. I wonder if nothing has changed but I just see our relationship differently or is it different? He absolutely has pulled away although he totally denies it. I was once his sounding board we don't even talk about work. He used to tell me all that he does on weekends, he doesn't tell me anymore. Personally, I think he is preparing himself for me to be dating. He keeps mentioning the dating each conversation. Is he preparing for our end? Funny, I don't see why we would have to end.
Of course, I usually don't show up with a frozen lip and my lips looking all messed up. My girlfriend could not believe that I went on the meeting. I just shoved him in between my chaos. When I told her about my day and that I went on a meeting, the tears rolled down her face. When I told her about the meeting...she literally was crying. We actually both were because I realized how crazy it was to someone else.
Mr. Rockstar is divorced. I met him on Ashley Madison. He has no kids so really he is like single. He used to be in a rockband....hence the rockstar label. He is into no drama (hahahaha) and no pressure. The man is looking for a long term relationship. Okay, so far, everything I am not!!
I called and warned him that I had a frozen lip. He said we could cancel but I said no lets meet. I tried to put lipstick on....weird..I could see my lip moving when I put the lipstick on but felt nothing. I walked in and he smiled. We went up and got a drink. We were at StarFucks of course. I wasn't really thinking. I love the Pumpkin Latte at Starbucks and they are back for the winter months!! Woooo Hooo...so I had one. Not exactly a good choice for a frozen lip girl. You see I was worried about froth being stuck on my lip. not being able to say M, B, P...and Breath sounded ridiculous.....lol my lip looked strange.....I shouldn't have met him..
we discussed the dentist. We discussed healthcare. We discussed our jobs. We then somehow got on the topic of other people we both met, past relationships and life. Now mind you, I was concerned about the froth on the lips thing. So which each drink I would wipe my lips. after I would drink, he would say....you are fine. so that I wouldn't have to wipe my lip. It became part of the conversation.....yes, an I Love Lucy episode. He would be telling me something and in mid sentence he would say you are fine and then go on with his conversation. i giggled there but after with my girlfriend, we were dying. Yes, a man who doesn't like chaos or drama and look what he is dealing with. the woman who calls him, shows up ten minutes late because I lost a kid and forgot to get my dog. Oh yeah, this none drama thing should have been clear to him....LOL
We had a nice conversation but I couldn't figure out if he was into me as a friend or more than a friend. Here's the thing about single men. Married men, there is no real courtship phase. Its apparent what you are looking for. Okay, I do the coffee, lunch and then sex. But with single men, I gotta get used to a more drawn out romancing stage. I also did everything I shouldn't have done besides the lip thing--I told him all the drama. Like its a test in a way. Like me for me or forget it. My girlfriend said he should have run.
at the end of the date, he said too bad you wouldn't feel it if I kissed you. Maybe I would I said. So he reached down and he kissed me gently on the lips. Or so I thought it was my lips because I only could feel the outside of the kiss. Very strange to feel toothless. I hope I never lose my teeth and become a gummer. Anyway, I smiled and said it felt nice and we left.
I got home and that night he was online. I guess it was a bust. Oh well, it didn't matter. I wasn't sure if I liked him or not. There was something a little off....something a little flower childy about him or it was his rockstar thing. Either way....not the Type A personality I am craving. He's probably better for me but I need that type A personality...lol I sent him a not through Ashley. "Thank you for the coffee. I'm glad we met. And I wanted you to know my lip unfroze". He wrote back that it tasted good even if it was a frozen lip. I wrote back that he would have to kiss me again sometime to tell me whether it tastes better frozen or room temperature. And that was it.
I figured I would never hear from him again. suprisingly he wrote me a note today. How are u? But I missed it with the crazy number of emails coming through. I noticed it as I was deleting it. I wrote him a note, did you text me today. He called me. I guess he thought I was blowing him off. We spoke for an hour. We can talk and talk. He's very nice. And then he asked me out for dinner. Cool. I was trying to not do dinner since my situation is not finalized (I will have to tell you about that too). Anyway, he noticed I was skirting the dinner and it was a little uncomfortable. I just said that lets have a backup night and he felt better I guess. I just don't want to keep a low profile till my marriage is dissolved or he moves out next month.
So...the moral of the story.....some men can handle a frazzled blonde with a frozen lip!
Mr. P called me today to wish me a good weekend. We are still not on track but we are much better. I wonder if nothing has changed but I just see our relationship differently or is it different? He absolutely has pulled away although he totally denies it. I was once his sounding board we don't even talk about work. He used to tell me all that he does on weekends, he doesn't tell me anymore. Personally, I think he is preparing himself for me to be dating. He keeps mentioning the dating each conversation. Is he preparing for our end? Funny, I don't see why we would have to end.
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Nine Frogs and No Little Sex
I watched this show last night...Hoarding. Did you ever see it?! Crazy how people's entire homes become a garbage dump. they can't part with anything. An excellent show to watch before you clean your house. Giving you incentive to throw, throw, throw! Boy, am I going to look at something differently before I throw it out.
It was a real tough weekend here. Hubby is packing to move out and has begun to move stuff to his new apartment. It's small but it is nice. I am jealous in some ways. He gets to leave the craziness behind and start over. He gets to sleep late, sleep through the night and do whatever he wants to do. My life will not be like that. I began throwing out tons of stuff this weekend. I don't want stuff anymore. All it does is collect dust and make a mess.
I reclaimed the bedroom and like a baby, he refused to do anything around this house. yes, he is moving out but realistically the mess, the dirt and the kids messes....are being done while he is still here. He didn't take out the garbage, didn't want to help with the kids and he knew I had to work today...he ran out early so I couldn't work. these are his kids too.
On to other things.....I sat down last night and thought about the frogs I am communicating with. And in final count, there were 11! Now, 11 frogs...I should be screwing day and night. Looking at the list, I realized that some I have been talking a long time. Some men just need that jump in their pants, that quick email/sex text to give them that quick high for the day.
Sadly, MM was not on that list. I miss him. He won't answer an email. I miss what we had. Flashbacks of us while bring a smile to my face, then leave a sadness and void. I never expected anything from him, except those three hours together of total paradise. Last night, I had done a search of my emails and all his emails popped up. I just opened a few and got the giggles. The man was brilliant at sexual emails. He had the sexiness, the creativity, originality and intelligents to give excellent email. And he brought the same out of me. I don't even give email like that except with him. He could get me so excited to the point that I had to masturbate to focus again. The email foreplay before we met made me so wet and rush for the room like an animal in heat. I couldn't wait to touch his lips and his cock...damn, I miss that frogging.
It was a real tough weekend here. Hubby is packing to move out and has begun to move stuff to his new apartment. It's small but it is nice. I am jealous in some ways. He gets to leave the craziness behind and start over. He gets to sleep late, sleep through the night and do whatever he wants to do. My life will not be like that. I began throwing out tons of stuff this weekend. I don't want stuff anymore. All it does is collect dust and make a mess.
I reclaimed the bedroom and like a baby, he refused to do anything around this house. yes, he is moving out but realistically the mess, the dirt and the kids messes....are being done while he is still here. He didn't take out the garbage, didn't want to help with the kids and he knew I had to work today...he ran out early so I couldn't work. these are his kids too.
On to other things.....I sat down last night and thought about the frogs I am communicating with. And in final count, there were 11! Now, 11 frogs...I should be screwing day and night. Looking at the list, I realized that some I have been talking a long time. Some men just need that jump in their pants, that quick email/sex text to give them that quick high for the day.
Sadly, MM was not on that list. I miss him. He won't answer an email. I miss what we had. Flashbacks of us while bring a smile to my face, then leave a sadness and void. I never expected anything from him, except those three hours together of total paradise. Last night, I had done a search of my emails and all his emails popped up. I just opened a few and got the giggles. The man was brilliant at sexual emails. He had the sexiness, the creativity, originality and intelligents to give excellent email. And he brought the same out of me. I don't even give email like that except with him. He could get me so excited to the point that I had to masturbate to focus again. The email foreplay before we met made me so wet and rush for the room like an animal in heat. I couldn't wait to touch his lips and his cock...damn, I miss that frogging.
Saturday, August 08, 2009
Poor Baby-I Won't Screw and Run
So the reality is, many men cannot take a woman who has a brain, an opinion and one that has her own wants and needs. It confused me all day, what happened with Mr. Astronaut. It was so bizarre so I sent him a note. have a good weekend. He wrote back thank you U2. Hmm...I had to know, how did we go from boiling over passion to the ice ages in a matter of seconds. I wrote him....so what happened yesterday? And he wrote back...the cuddling was the deal breaker you said. WHAT?!?! He was upset that I liked to be held after a wild sex session. That instead of screwing and jumping up and getting dressed like a whore, I liked to hangout and relax, lie in someones arms and get ready for round 2??? I wrote back "So you are telling me--that if I wanted to lie in your arms after sex, contact is an issue?" He writes back..I told you, I don't do cuddling.
And I wrote back....well baby doll, then I guess I don't do you! I am a sensual person, I love massaging someone after or just lying in their arms. I admit it, I know that MM wasn't a huge fan but he actually got into it after awhile. It was our quiet time, our joke time, our tv time. Sometimes I would massage him or him me...sometimes we would just tell jokes, sometimes watch porn, sometimes I would take my finger and just trace his face...he even fell asleep a few times which was my favorite as I lied in his arms. It actually got longer as time went on.
Mr. Porsche, he hates it BUT knows how important it is to me. So he even announces it....okay, come here...10 minutes of cuddling.
When you are with someone, I would think you would want to please them. Giving 5 minutes of yourself to make someone you care about feel special that is not a deal breaker. So, my conclusion, Mr. Astronaut is not for me at all. Dude, I like that little contact after..before jumping up and throwing on your clothes..amazing how he really couldn't do that or wouldn't even entertain the idea. Well I am standing up for my position her. If you can't let me lie in your arms for 5 minutes after you just explored every inch of my body...after your cock was thrusting inside of me..and we exchanged every body fluid imaginable...then you are not for me.
Final note to him....sorry baby, if contact after sex is an issue for 5 minutes, you aren't for me. If one of my friends doesn't need contact after sex, I will send them your way. And please, if you have a friend who can handle a girl touching him after sex--send him to me...good luck in your journey. How was I soooo wrong about this guy. And proof again, a Starbucks meeting is a very good idea before rushing to a motel room. I am so glad I stuck to my guns on that one....I would have been crushed if I let him force me to go to a motel and he would have shunned me like that after.
Well his loss....I am convinced its these Government dudes who have these issues. Mr. Government also was uncomfortable with contact after sex. BUT he even did it...wow, amazing how the C word scares some men!! These are men who go undercover, who see death, who fight for our countries freedom, even go into enemy territory and the CUDDLE is their torture point. If the enemy only knew this...bizarre...okay, next frog!!
And I wrote back....well baby doll, then I guess I don't do you! I am a sensual person, I love massaging someone after or just lying in their arms. I admit it, I know that MM wasn't a huge fan but he actually got into it after awhile. It was our quiet time, our joke time, our tv time. Sometimes I would massage him or him me...sometimes we would just tell jokes, sometimes watch porn, sometimes I would take my finger and just trace his face...he even fell asleep a few times which was my favorite as I lied in his arms. It actually got longer as time went on.
Mr. Porsche, he hates it BUT knows how important it is to me. So he even announces it....okay, come here...10 minutes of cuddling.
When you are with someone, I would think you would want to please them. Giving 5 minutes of yourself to make someone you care about feel special that is not a deal breaker. So, my conclusion, Mr. Astronaut is not for me at all. Dude, I like that little contact after..before jumping up and throwing on your clothes..amazing how he really couldn't do that or wouldn't even entertain the idea. Well I am standing up for my position her. If you can't let me lie in your arms for 5 minutes after you just explored every inch of my body...after your cock was thrusting inside of me..and we exchanged every body fluid imaginable...then you are not for me.
Final note to him....sorry baby, if contact after sex is an issue for 5 minutes, you aren't for me. If one of my friends doesn't need contact after sex, I will send them your way. And please, if you have a friend who can handle a girl touching him after sex--send him to me...good luck in your journey. How was I soooo wrong about this guy. And proof again, a Starbucks meeting is a very good idea before rushing to a motel room. I am so glad I stuck to my guns on that one....I would have been crushed if I let him force me to go to a motel and he would have shunned me like that after.
Well his loss....I am convinced its these Government dudes who have these issues. Mr. Government also was uncomfortable with contact after sex. BUT he even did it...wow, amazing how the C word scares some men!! These are men who go undercover, who see death, who fight for our countries freedom, even go into enemy territory and the CUDDLE is their torture point. If the enemy only knew this...bizarre...okay, next frog!!
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