Reunion

My heart skipped a beat at the sight of R. How I have missed him! We had already left for the funeral before he returned from his family visit.

Such an odd feeling, really. I was nervous and tingly and smiling, I couldn't stop smiling. He smiled down at me and hugged me so tight. Heady and breathless I leaned my head back and kissed him.

"Damn I'm glad you're back," he said, wrapping his arm about my shoulders, leading me into the foyer.

Thoughts of the evening ahead played in my mind. I was glad to be back as well.

Midnight Talks

I was lying on my husbands childhood bed, in the bedroom he grew up and became a man in. We were up late into the night talking, something we haven't done in a very long time. Facing each other, we lay there talking, his arms around me, mine around him.

When the conversation had lulled I leaned in and kissed him lightly on the lips. Certain the talk was coming to an end, I repositioned myself for comfort and pulled the blankets up beneath my chin. I felt the light touch of his hand trailing up my thigh and stopping between my legs, placing his hand inside my panties. He noticed right away the bare skin of my pussy and commented how soft I felt. I smiled and teased that he should pay more attention.

Kneeling before me he pulled my panties off and leaned down. He licked my pussy, barely inserting his tongue. I moaned at the sensation, tingly and wet, so nice. I wanted so much more. He inserted his tongue as I entwined my fingers into his hair, lifting my hips out of need for him. I moaned again, this time louder, I couldn't stop myself. I came with his face buried between my legs, my hips lifted from the bed, and my hands gripping his hair.

My scent was thick on him, I tasted my cum on his lips when he kissed me. He told me he liked the new putty and asked me if I could keep it for a while. I told him I would, just for him.

I'm Back

I apologize for the disappearing act, hopefully things will be getting back to normal now. My husband had a death in the family that took us out of state for funeral services, and what better time then Christmas for a funeral.

It's been a long week, I'm so glad to be home. Hope everyone had a happy holiday.

Miss me?

At the risk of sounding totally pathetic, I do miss him. A lot. And, I have way too much time on my hands at the moment. The following is the nearly word for word conversation we just had. (Yes, I am in fact 31 and not 17, even though the contents of this post would probably have you believing otherwise.)

R - Hey Sweetie, how are you?

Me- Hi! I'm good, I'm so glad you called. (Big smile on my face)

R - (quiet laughter) I miss you. Guess what my Mom did.

Me - What?

R - She pulled me aside to ask me if I was gay. (Loud laughter)

Me - OMG! No way! (Giggling) What did you say?

R - No Mom, I'm not gay.

Me - She's worried about you.

R - She worries too much. I'm 41 years old. I think I can take care of myself.

Me - She's a Mom, that's what Moms do. You were quite the ladies man, you know.

R - I know.

Me - (Smiling big) I can hear her talking to you. You'd better hang that bell for her. (Laughing)

R - Ok. I miss you.

Me - Miss you too. Bye.

R - Bye.

The Seduction Failed

He was just 'not in the mood' and 'too tired'. I wasn't even able to coax him into the bedroom to show him what was beneath the robe.

I sometimes feel that marriage allows for spouses to take each other for granted. That sense of security that comes along with marriage leads you to believe that you can pretty much act like an ass, not always treat your partner with respect, neglect them at times, and they will still be there waiting for you.

Well, enough of that talk. Sometimes things just don't work out the way I would like them. I ended the night taking care of my own needs, tucked away in the privacy of my bedroom. 

Seduction

My plan tonight is to seduce my husband. I long to be fucked good and hard, I need to feel him thrusting into me, grinding against my aching loin.

After soaking in the tub for an hour I completely removed my body of all hair from the neck down. I have never had a completely hairless pussy before, the feeling is unreal. I'm reaching down right now just to feel it one more time, so soft, so smooth.

I have my robe on so my kids can not see the sheer babydoll negligee and skimpy panties that I am wearing. I bought them just today, just for this reason alone. Bright red and kind of scratchy, my nipples are permanently erect from the sensation of the material against them. My panties have climbed up the crack of my ass slightly, I patiently await my husbands arrival.

I'm going to ask to speak with him in our room, and lock the door behind us. No interruptions. I need this too much, I pray he doesn't say no.

Home for the Holidays

It amazes me that I miss R already. He met me this afternoon to give me my Christmas present and kiss me goodbye before he headed back home for the holidays. It's normal for a day or two to pass without us seeing each other, it's never bothered me before. The fact that I know he is not at home, that I can't just pick up the phone and say Hi when I'm thinking about him, that's the part that is bothering me. He is never far from my thoughts, I often wonder if he thinks about me as well. I rationalize he must or he wouldn't be calling me nearly as much as he does. Not a day passes that he does not speak with me at least once on the phone.

We stood in the hallway, kissing, my arms about his waist. Such a warm and tender kisser, I love the feel of his lips and tongue against mine. Kissing me one last time on the forehead he reassured me that he was only going to be gone until Monday. I pouted and looked down at the carpet, I didn't want him to go, but I know full well that he needs to spend the holidays with his family. I can be so selfish at times, I would have given anything to keep him all to myself.

I think he secretly likes the fact that I behave that way. He would never tell me that, but I can see it in the way he smiles and tries to appease me.

Feeling a little frisky.....

Not quite sure what has gotten into me lately. I have been hornier then heck since my bout with the flu.

My every waking thought seems to revolve around a carnal need, a craving, a lust for a man. I grow warm just thinking about it.

It's time for me to go play now.

The After Party

In a drunken stupor, I collapsed on the bed, ready for sleep. I wanted sex, but I didn't think I was going to get any after what I had done for my husband downstairs. My needs aren't always foremost on his mind, he can tend to be somewhat selfish.

Still wearing my black silk blouse and panties, I was nearly asleep when I felt him snuggle up next to me. Reaching his hand down between my legs he whispered something in my ear. Struggling back to consciousness, it took me a moment to realize what was happening. I could feel the warmth from his body pressed up against my back, his breath on my ear, he was still whispering. In my groggy state I couldn't make out what. My need for him was intense.

When he sat up to pull my panties off I turned to face him, allowing him full access to anything and everything. Parting my legs, he slipped between them and deep inside me. I moaned out for him just as he had moaned out for me earlier.

Such a good ending to a good night.

I've been tagged......

by the Desperate Husband.

The first player of this game starts with the topic 'five weird habits of yourself'. People who get tagged need to write an entry about their five weird habits as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next five people to be tagged and link to their web journals. Don’t forget to leave a comment in their blog or journal that says “You are tagged” (assuming they take comments) and tell them to read yours.

5 Weird Habits of the Woman with a Secret

1. I have only 1 ink pen that I use from morning until night. I will use this ink pen until it runs out of ink, then I will buy another one and use it exclusively as well.
2. I like to dip french fries in chocolate shakes.
3. I wear flip flops around the house instead of slippers.
4. I am unable to use public restrooms. It has to be an emergency for me to even use the restroom at work.
5. I like to wrap my blankets tightly around me while I'm sleeping, kind of like a cocoon.

Now, this is the part where I should tag 5 more people. I'll leave that up to my readers, if you would like to participate, please do, and let me know so I can take a peek.

Survived - 1 More Office Holiday Party Under the Belt

Alcohol - Coworkers - the Holidays...... A lethal combination.

As usual, I had a really good time at the party this year. It can be an eye opening experience to see your coworkers let their hair down. Which ones like to party, which ones start to flirt, which ones become funnier then hell, it surprises the heck out of you.

I was rather well behaved this year, I did get drunk and flirt a bit, but I was behaved none-the-less. Until I got home, that is. It is amazing the affect that alcohol can have on a person's inhibitions. It's like, all of a sudden, you have none. I was all over my husband the second I got home, I wanted him so badly. We didn't even make it to the bedroom, I found myself sucking his cock in the middle of the dining room while he sat in a kitchen chair, almost fully dressed, khakis pulled down to allow me access.

I had almost forgotten how it sounded to hear him moan for me. I've missed it.

Penis Size

More then once I have thought in depth about this topic. Everyone seems to be so hung up on penis size. But, here's the thing.

If your penis can make me feel wild with need, if your penis can make me climax so hard I shake when I'm through, you are just perfect to me, because, I don't care how big or small you are, all I care about is how you use it.

I'm sure that not everyone out there shares my views or opinions on this subject matter, I just felt the need to get this out in the open. One of my posts had a picture of a partially erect R and it was felt that he was small by one of the readers.

I like him just the way he is.

Want, Need, Desire

I smiled the minute R opened the door. I couldn't wait to see him. Smiling back, he leaned down and kissed me hard on the lips.

"I've missed you so much," he said into my ear and brushed the snow out of my hair. Placing his hand in the small of my back he guided me through the door and led me into the kitchen. "Let me take your coat [woman with a secret]," I was already warm and flushed, lustfully needing him. I removed my coat revealing noticeably visible erect nipples through my satin blouse. R smoothed his hand up my shirt front and cupped my breast, pinching the nipple between his thumb and finger. My back arched as I tried to catch my breath, I placed my hands on his upper arms.

"I've missed you too." I closed my eyes as he leaned down to kiss me once again. Sliding his free arm about my waist he pulled me to him, I couldn't help but moan with desire.

"Aaaaaah, I can tell," he cooed. Removing his hand from my breast he slid it down between my legs and started to rub. My every last thought escaped me, all I knew, all I wanted was for him to make me crazy with desire. My need for him was so great I came right then and there while he gently rubbed my mound through my slacks and panties. "I can see we're going to have some fun tonight," he smiled wickedly.

I Miss You

I'm lusting for you. I need you, I can not wait to be with you. You are my every conscious thought today, I want you.

The seconds feel like hours as they slowly tick by. I long for your touch, for your kisses, for your throbbing cock between my legs.

In the Elevator

I could feel how hard he was as he pressed up against me in the elevator. Trying not to be obvious, I smiled and glanced down at the floor. One of the women who had stepped on to the elevator asked him the time.

I wanted to take him in my arms, I wanted to feel him, I wanted to fuck him right then and there.

The same woman who had asked the time commented on my beautiful smile. I blushed, if she knew why I was smiling she may not have given such a nice compliment.

Can I go home now?

My first full work day in over a month. This was the longest day of my life!

I caught one of the engineers looking at me through the corner of my eye today. Pretending to not notice, I intentionally gave him quite a show. I stood from my chair and adjusted the waist band in my skirt, then bent slightly to adjust my nylons as well. (All the while ensuring he got a nice long look at my rear and my hand smoothing up and down the length of my leg.) I ended the show by turning and 'discovering' him with feigned surprise.

"Oh, Mark, I had no idea you were back there! What's up? It's my first day back, so I'm not totally up to speed yet," I walk over to him, wicked little grin on my face.

"I've got the doc's you requested," his face is beet red, nervous laughter.

"Thanks Mark," I cheerfully quip, placing my hand on his arm. More nervous laughter. "You sure are in a good mood today!" I can be so naughty sometimes!

Taking the doc's, I thanked him once again and returned to my seat. I couldn't help but wonder how he liked the show.

Alone in the Theater

One of the great things about going to an unpopular movie is a virtually empty theater. Kissing, touching, holding, playing, so many fun things to do in the dark.

Only 2 other couples were in the theater with us, neither of which were within 15 rows of us. Deciding to take full advantage of the situation, I slipped my hand between his legs and started to rub. Chuckling, he tightened his arm about my shoulders and nuzzled something into my ear about being sick and taking it easy.

"I just can't help myself when I'm around you," I whispered back. Reaching down to unzip his jeans, he started to laugh.

"I can't help myself when I'm around you either," he whispered in return. Leaning into him, I took his cock in my hand and gently rubbed and stroked it through most of the movie until he finally came.

The Detested Phone

I hate talking on the phone, but I love talking to him. The only time I answer the phone is when I see his number in the id window.

We talked for over 2 hours today, neither of us wanted to hang up. Such an odd feeling for me, something is different within me now. I'm thinking thoughts that I should not be thinking. I'm wondering what it would be like to live with him, share my life with him. I'll be keeping these thoughts to myself.

We have plans to see see a movie tonight, haven't quite decided which one yet. I can't wait to see his face, to feel his arms about me.

"I brought you some soup"

I was sleeping on the couch. (Actually, I think I may have been half dead.) I could hear something in my sleep, someone was tapping on something. With all my strength, I pried my eyes apart and forced myself to focus on the window directly across from me. It was R, with a brown paper bag in his hand. He was asking me through the window if he could come in. I tried to get up but I just didn't have any strength. Somehow I managed to nod my head, everything seemed to be going in slow motion.

"I brought you some soup honey girl," R whispered as he removed his shoes at the front door. My appearance was horrifying, I'm surprised he didn't run screaming. I had slept almost continuously for 3 days straight. My limp lifeless hair hung in clumps, my eyes were crusted with sleep, and I felt like I had just been pummeled by a steam roller. I don't know what possessed me, but I started to cry. I was just so miserable I wanted to die, and I was so happy to see him, words could not explain it. My husband didn't want me to be downstairs when they were home, he was afraid I would get everyone sick. R had been the first person who had wanted to see me, to see if I was ok. "Don't cry," he took his hand and placed it on my cheek.

"I'm just so happy to see you" I barely got the words out before I began coughing.

"You just lay there and rest. I'm not going anywhere for a bit. I brought my planner," he already had it open and pulled his blackberry out. Leaning back, I closed my eyes and listened to him. At some point I drifted off again. I didn't even hear R leave. I wish I had, I didn't even get to thank him for the visit.

Finally feeling a little better

Nothing like a little bout with the flu! Thank God I'm starting to feel more like myself again. Hope everyone out there has been having a good week.

In the Hotel Room......

(Sorry folks, I had to work on my 6 sigma project last night)

He pulled me into his arms the minute we made it through the door to my room. I couldn't get over how good he smelled, it overpowered my senses making me weak in the knees. Urgent and needy kisses passed between the two of us, his hands firmly on my ass pulling me toward his growing lower region.

"Let's go lie down," I whispered between kisses.

"Ok," he barely breathed back to me, his eyes penetrating into me. Pulling both of his hands up to my chest, he stroked my visibly hard nipples through my blouse. He squeezed them both at the same time causing me to lean into him, catching my balance on his arms. I ached for him between my legs.

Yanking my jeans and panties off, I climbed up on the bed and sat astride him. He continued to stroke and squeeze my nipples through my blouse. So hard beneath me, I rubbed the bare skin between my legs on the bulge of his slacks. Such a tease he was, I wanted him so badly.

"I need you [R]," I whined. He smiled wickedly up at me, he was waiting for me to ask. Climbing off him as he leaned up, his pants were gone and he was pumping inside me within a matter of seconds. My back arched up to him almost immediately, my hips lifting off the bed moving in unison with his thrusts. I screamed out his name when I climaxed, the people in the next room banged on the wall.

R looked at me and smiled, "That's my girl, let's really give them something to complain about, shall we?"