I spent the entire day with T today....
In T's words, "You really know how to wear out an old guy." I had fun doing so, and explained to him that was my goal. I then chastised him, 42 was most certainly not old!
His intricacies intrigue me, I find myself unconsciously studying him, trying to decipher what makes him tick.
T has a thing for panties, I was told this time HE would be the one to remove them. In our last encounter, I had yanked my panties off in a lustful tizzy, unable to wait for him to remove them for me.
This time, I waited. Anxiously, wantonly, barely able to contain myself from ripping them off once again, yet I waited.
With my pink lace panties still in place, he slid his hand inside, inserting 2 fingers deep, thrusting until I was warm with need for him and the moans came one after another for him.
My hips lifted from the bed with each thrust of his hand, I placed my left foot on his hard cock and began stroking him in unison with his thrusts.
"You're gonna make me cum baby," he moaned out.
"Oh... not yet," I pouted a little, the left foot remained exactly where it was.
"God I love how you wrap me around your little finger," he growled out, removing his fingers to tear off my panties.
Smiling wickedly up at him as he knelt before me, I turned over on my hands and knees, spreading my legs wide. Strong hands held my shoulders as he thrusted between my legs, entering me with one stroke.
Unable to stop myself, I wiggled my hips from side to side, pushing back into him, my loins ached for release.
I came with his finger in my ass hole, his cock in my pussy, and his right hand pulling my hair.
I loved every second of it.
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Someone New
I've begun a scandalous affair with a man I will call T.
By scandalous I refer to the fact that he is a substance abuse counselor who works in a rehabilitation center, all the while, attending college classes to obtain his masters degree. He is married with 2 kids, if found out, our little affair could possibly ruin his life.
Needless to say, it's a good thing I'm so good with secrets.
I can't help but smile, at this moment, as I think back to our 'meeting' Tuesday night. Late again, I was driving entirely too fast when my phone ran. It was T and I was 5 minutes late already.
T thrives on promptness, I am entirely turned on by this fact.
Pouting a little, I explained to him how my meeting had run late, I would be there as soon as I could, and I would most certainly make it up to him for his inconvenience.
Which I had done, gladly....
We agreed to meet at the hotel, he had been watching through the window, anxiously awaiting my arrival. He was perched at the top of the stairwell, in the foyer, when I finally passed through the front double doors. Looking up, I couldn't help but smile at his devilish smile beaming down at me. So handsome, his dockers were neatly pressed, his dark green button down shirt crisp and fresh.
Placing an arm about my waist as he met me at the stairs, he asked how my drive was, then asked what color panties I was wearing.
I had worn the red ones, just as he requested.
They didn't remain on me for very long. Upon entering the room, I found myself inside his embrace, his hands cupping my ass, pulling it toward him as he thrust his hardening cock toward me.
T undressed me as I undressed him, his cock firmly in my grasp as we lay down beside each other on the bed. Our kisses were electric, tingles traveled through me as he kissed his way across my neck and chest, his lips finally resting on my right breast, suckling the nipple, lightly biting at it.
My hand was wet with the precum that was now continuously oozing. Pushing up on all fours, I licked his balls slowly, gently sliding my toungue up until I was at the head of his cock. He was wet and salty, my tongue circled around his head until I had tasted him completely. Squeezing the base of his cock with my hand, I placed the head of his cock in my mouth and sucked in gently, slowly.
"I want inside you," he moaned.
By scandalous I refer to the fact that he is a substance abuse counselor who works in a rehabilitation center, all the while, attending college classes to obtain his masters degree. He is married with 2 kids, if found out, our little affair could possibly ruin his life.
Needless to say, it's a good thing I'm so good with secrets.
I can't help but smile, at this moment, as I think back to our 'meeting' Tuesday night. Late again, I was driving entirely too fast when my phone ran. It was T and I was 5 minutes late already.
T thrives on promptness, I am entirely turned on by this fact.
Pouting a little, I explained to him how my meeting had run late, I would be there as soon as I could, and I would most certainly make it up to him for his inconvenience.
Which I had done, gladly....
We agreed to meet at the hotel, he had been watching through the window, anxiously awaiting my arrival. He was perched at the top of the stairwell, in the foyer, when I finally passed through the front double doors. Looking up, I couldn't help but smile at his devilish smile beaming down at me. So handsome, his dockers were neatly pressed, his dark green button down shirt crisp and fresh.
Placing an arm about my waist as he met me at the stairs, he asked how my drive was, then asked what color panties I was wearing.
I had worn the red ones, just as he requested.
They didn't remain on me for very long. Upon entering the room, I found myself inside his embrace, his hands cupping my ass, pulling it toward him as he thrust his hardening cock toward me.
T undressed me as I undressed him, his cock firmly in my grasp as we lay down beside each other on the bed. Our kisses were electric, tingles traveled through me as he kissed his way across my neck and chest, his lips finally resting on my right breast, suckling the nipple, lightly biting at it.
My hand was wet with the precum that was now continuously oozing. Pushing up on all fours, I licked his balls slowly, gently sliding my toungue up until I was at the head of his cock. He was wet and salty, my tongue circled around his head until I had tasted him completely. Squeezing the base of his cock with my hand, I placed the head of his cock in my mouth and sucked in gently, slowly.
"I want inside you," he moaned.
Thursday, November 02, 2006
Depression
Since R has begun his latest project in Atlanta things seem to have steadily gone downhill for me.
I miss him so much, way too much. And, I've broken things off with him, telling him to finish his project, we'll see where things are at when he is back full time.
What was I thinking??
Now I am alone, with the exception of J, my play thing. I tease him, string him along, yet he continues to stay right there, right where I want him.
I was sitting at my desk today, head in my hands for a moment, wondering just what the hell it is I'm doing with my life, when he appeared, pulling out a chair to sit down next to me.
"You ok today?" he placed his left hand on my back, leaning in to hear what I had to say.
"Yes, I was just thinking," I could feel myself staring absently into his eyes.
"You're presentation went very well this morning," he was smiling, trying to reassure me. "Oh, the coffee, yum yum!"
"I didn't know what kind you liked. It was bold, I told the lady behind the counter you looked like a bold kind of guy," smiling, finally, something had gotten my mind off of R.
"Bold, huh...." puffing out his chest, I could see the machismo building in his ego.
My back was growing warm where his hand rested upon it, giggling, I leaned into him just a touch more. "Such a comic, you can always make me smile."
"I wish you would let me do more then just make you smile," sliding his hand from my back to my shoulder, he squeezed it quickly then stood.
My old self would have taken him up on the offer in a heart beat. I want my old self back.
I miss him so much, way too much. And, I've broken things off with him, telling him to finish his project, we'll see where things are at when he is back full time.
What was I thinking??
Now I am alone, with the exception of J, my play thing. I tease him, string him along, yet he continues to stay right there, right where I want him.
I was sitting at my desk today, head in my hands for a moment, wondering just what the hell it is I'm doing with my life, when he appeared, pulling out a chair to sit down next to me.
"You ok today?" he placed his left hand on my back, leaning in to hear what I had to say.
"Yes, I was just thinking," I could feel myself staring absently into his eyes.
"You're presentation went very well this morning," he was smiling, trying to reassure me. "Oh, the coffee, yum yum!"
"I didn't know what kind you liked. It was bold, I told the lady behind the counter you looked like a bold kind of guy," smiling, finally, something had gotten my mind off of R.
"Bold, huh...." puffing out his chest, I could see the machismo building in his ego.
My back was growing warm where his hand rested upon it, giggling, I leaned into him just a touch more. "Such a comic, you can always make me smile."
"I wish you would let me do more then just make you smile," sliding his hand from my back to my shoulder, he squeezed it quickly then stood.
My old self would have taken him up on the offer in a heart beat. I want my old self back.
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
At the Office
Ignoring the phone as it rang beside me, I stared blankly at the computer screen before me. I have so much to do and no ambition to do it, I hate when I'm unhappy.
"What's the matter babe," he said to me, snapping me back to reality. Spinning my chair around to face him, J knelt down before me.
"I'm fine," my tone was light and airy, but he could tell from my expression it was not how I felt.
"Now, you don't look so fine," placing his hands upon my thighs, he leaned in to look into my eyes. "I'm sorry I was acting like such and asshole, you didn't deserve it."
Smiling just a little, I looked away from him, then placed my own hands upon his. "It's ok."
"It's not ok, let me make it up to you, what do you say?" Looking once more into his eyes, I leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the lips.
"Ok," J returned back to the standing position at the sound of footsteps headed in our direction.
With a wink he headed back to his desk.
"What's the matter babe," he said to me, snapping me back to reality. Spinning my chair around to face him, J knelt down before me.
"I'm fine," my tone was light and airy, but he could tell from my expression it was not how I felt.
"Now, you don't look so fine," placing his hands upon my thighs, he leaned in to look into my eyes. "I'm sorry I was acting like such and asshole, you didn't deserve it."
Smiling just a little, I looked away from him, then placed my own hands upon his. "It's ok."
"It's not ok, let me make it up to you, what do you say?" Looking once more into his eyes, I leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the lips.
"Ok," J returned back to the standing position at the sound of footsteps headed in our direction.
With a wink he headed back to his desk.
Saturday, September 30, 2006
When all else fails......
a girls night out will fix what ails.
For the first time since I have known him, R is not speaking with me. With his job, he has been doing an incredible amount of traveling these past few weeks, traveling which has left him resentful and lonely. I could tell in his phone calls he was missing home, missing me.
When he asked that I travel with him last week, I was forced to turn down the request. Work obligations of my own kept me here, work obligations that I just couldn't, with good conscious, get out of.
R became completely irate. Also something I have never before seen in the time that I have known him. Slamming the door, he charged off to his car and that was the last I seen or heard of him.
I'm lost now, I miss him so much.
Seeing my gloom, my cubicle mate requested I join her at the bar last night for drinks with a few of our coworkers. I gladly accepted, all in all it had been a horrible week, I was in need of alcohol consumption.
We sat at the bar for about an hour, laughing and chatting, when the bar tender slid a drink before me and announced the man at the table in the corner had bought me a drink.
A smile crept across my lips as I slowly turned to glance in the direction of the unknown man. Slipping him a tiny wave of thanks, I lifted my drink and mouthed the words 'thank you'. Nodding his head in return, he finished up the drink that sat before him then stood, walking our way.
"Hi there," my heart raced as he leaned up against the bar beside me, all 4 of my companions staring in our direction.
"Hello, how are you this evening?" I laughed, nervous laughter, I wasn't expecting a situation such as this. An elbow jabbed me in the side but I didn't turn to look.
"I'm better now that I've found some decent company," a barrage of giggles came from behind me, I tried hard to hold back my utter embarrassment at my coworkers junior high behavior.
"Well then.... why don't you take a seat and join us," patting the seat beside me, I smiled up in his direction. This was exactly the distraction I was in need of.
For the first time since I have known him, R is not speaking with me. With his job, he has been doing an incredible amount of traveling these past few weeks, traveling which has left him resentful and lonely. I could tell in his phone calls he was missing home, missing me.
When he asked that I travel with him last week, I was forced to turn down the request. Work obligations of my own kept me here, work obligations that I just couldn't, with good conscious, get out of.
R became completely irate. Also something I have never before seen in the time that I have known him. Slamming the door, he charged off to his car and that was the last I seen or heard of him.
I'm lost now, I miss him so much.
Seeing my gloom, my cubicle mate requested I join her at the bar last night for drinks with a few of our coworkers. I gladly accepted, all in all it had been a horrible week, I was in need of alcohol consumption.
We sat at the bar for about an hour, laughing and chatting, when the bar tender slid a drink before me and announced the man at the table in the corner had bought me a drink.
A smile crept across my lips as I slowly turned to glance in the direction of the unknown man. Slipping him a tiny wave of thanks, I lifted my drink and mouthed the words 'thank you'. Nodding his head in return, he finished up the drink that sat before him then stood, walking our way.
"Hi there," my heart raced as he leaned up against the bar beside me, all 4 of my companions staring in our direction.
"Hello, how are you this evening?" I laughed, nervous laughter, I wasn't expecting a situation such as this. An elbow jabbed me in the side but I didn't turn to look.
"I'm better now that I've found some decent company," a barrage of giggles came from behind me, I tried hard to hold back my utter embarrassment at my coworkers junior high behavior.
"Well then.... why don't you take a seat and join us," patting the seat beside me, I smiled up in his direction. This was exactly the distraction I was in need of.
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Havoc in the Work Place
A jealousy has developed between J and the new engineer that started last week.
B, as I will call the new engineer, stopped in his tracks at our initial introduction, becoming somewhat tongue tied and awkward. Smiling, I shook his hand and welcomed him to the company.
He has been like fly paper from that day on.
His interest in me could not be more obvious, my cube mate has begun to tease me relentlessly about the conversations she has had the fortune to overhear.
*B was married and is now happily divorced for the past 7 years. In his opinion he is now more then ready for a woman and this time next year he will no longer be single.
*B has great respect for me because I'm a single mother making my way through life on my own. He has offered to come to my house and fix my TV antenna, loan me a movie about snowflakes and cedars, and sell anything I need selling on eBay.
*B has, on several occasions, taken extreme measures to tell me about how he participates in the Big Brother program and has a 14 year old boy that he mentors, and has mentored for the past 4 years.
*B has ensured me he lives in the nicest house on his road. He also mentioned one man lives in a barn with his chickens, 1 family lives in a trailer house that is constantly raided by the police, and the last man peeks in his windows to see what he is up to.
*B buys things at yard sales and sells them on eBay for thousands of dollars. He has also started to write a book entitled "The Next Big Find". Unable to contain my laughter at this admission, I was completely at a loss when he began talking about how we planned to take a chest on 'The Antiques Roadshow'.
*B has shot a gun into the air in his back yard to loosen snow on his metal roof, causing it to slide off.
*B watches Grey's Anatomy, Desperate Housewives, and Lost weekly, he can carry on the conversations to prove it as well.
So, as I have mentioned, J has become visibly jealous over the whole situation. On several occasions he has sent B off on a wild goose chase just to keep him occupied with something other then myself. He has also made his presence keenly obvious as well.
As unusual as this may sound, coming from me, I'm a little embarrassed about the attention it has drawn.
As you all well know, I prefer to operate in the back ground, mystery and secrecy motivating my actions.
This is a new one to me.
B, as I will call the new engineer, stopped in his tracks at our initial introduction, becoming somewhat tongue tied and awkward. Smiling, I shook his hand and welcomed him to the company.
He has been like fly paper from that day on.
His interest in me could not be more obvious, my cube mate has begun to tease me relentlessly about the conversations she has had the fortune to overhear.
*B was married and is now happily divorced for the past 7 years. In his opinion he is now more then ready for a woman and this time next year he will no longer be single.
*B has great respect for me because I'm a single mother making my way through life on my own. He has offered to come to my house and fix my TV antenna, loan me a movie about snowflakes and cedars, and sell anything I need selling on eBay.
*B has, on several occasions, taken extreme measures to tell me about how he participates in the Big Brother program and has a 14 year old boy that he mentors, and has mentored for the past 4 years.
*B has ensured me he lives in the nicest house on his road. He also mentioned one man lives in a barn with his chickens, 1 family lives in a trailer house that is constantly raided by the police, and the last man peeks in his windows to see what he is up to.
*B buys things at yard sales and sells them on eBay for thousands of dollars. He has also started to write a book entitled "The Next Big Find". Unable to contain my laughter at this admission, I was completely at a loss when he began talking about how we planned to take a chest on 'The Antiques Roadshow'.
*B has shot a gun into the air in his back yard to loosen snow on his metal roof, causing it to slide off.
*B watches Grey's Anatomy, Desperate Housewives, and Lost weekly, he can carry on the conversations to prove it as well.
So, as I have mentioned, J has become visibly jealous over the whole situation. On several occasions he has sent B off on a wild goose chase just to keep him occupied with something other then myself. He has also made his presence keenly obvious as well.
As unusual as this may sound, coming from me, I'm a little embarrassed about the attention it has drawn.
As you all well know, I prefer to operate in the back ground, mystery and secrecy motivating my actions.
This is a new one to me.
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Mysterious Stranger
A sly smile forms upon my lips at the sight of his reply. Exhilaration courses through my veins at the thought of this man, a man I have only known through a series of emails.
I fantasize about meeting with him, I fantasize about hot, sweaty, sultry sex that leaves me aching, that leaves me hungry for more.
His words, words that I just can't seem to get out of my mind as I patiently wait for the next reply.
I fantasize about meeting with him, I fantasize about hot, sweaty, sultry sex that leaves me aching, that leaves me hungry for more.
His words, words that I just can't seem to get out of my mind as I patiently wait for the next reply.
Saturday, September 23, 2006
The Cabin
The soft glow from the fire was the only light in the room as I entered. In my most seductive prance I crossed the room, smiling mischieviously at him.
His eyes were upon me, watching my every move, a mischievious smile playing across his lips as well.
"I love it when you wear stockings," he groaned, pulling me onto his lap.
"I know you do...." I giggled, kissing his cheek. His hand immediately found its way between my thighs, rubbing and stroking, as I found his lips with my own.
Turning to face him, I remained sitting on his lap, my legs apart, bent at the knee. Pulling me to him, he wrapped his arms about the small of my back, grinding himself between my parted legs.
"Make love to me [woman with a secret]," he breathed into my ear, biting gently on my ear lobe.
"Ok," I moaned, the ache for him nearly unbearable, the craving to feel him pumping inside me my every thought.
Sunday, September 17, 2006
A Night of Play
His fingers gripped my shoulders like a vice as he pounded me from behind, pulling me to him and thrusting hard. Our intermingled juices dripped from between my legs, this was not our first session between the sheets this evening.
One elbow slipped out from beneath me as he continued to get harder and rougher with his thrusts, his groans becoming growls.
"Roll over baby," he snapped, withdrawing just long enough for me to turn and face him. Pulling my dampened hair away from my face, he buried his own in the crook of my neck, kissing and sucking at the tender skin. "God you smell good...." he groaned, moving his attentions lower, licking the skin around my nipple, then gently biting it.
My legs clamped around his waist when I could hold back no more, coming hard all over his cock, as he held it inside me and slowly ground his pelvis into mine.
"Aaaah, that's my girl," he crooned into my ear, kissing my cheek, the rough play from only seconds earlier replaced by gentle tenderness. Rolling into his open arm, I placed my head on his chest and closed my eyes, slightly trembling and overcome with sleepiness. I fell asleep to the gentle rhythm of his hand stroking the soft skin of my back.
One elbow slipped out from beneath me as he continued to get harder and rougher with his thrusts, his groans becoming growls.
"Roll over baby," he snapped, withdrawing just long enough for me to turn and face him. Pulling my dampened hair away from my face, he buried his own in the crook of my neck, kissing and sucking at the tender skin. "God you smell good...." he groaned, moving his attentions lower, licking the skin around my nipple, then gently biting it.
My legs clamped around his waist when I could hold back no more, coming hard all over his cock, as he held it inside me and slowly ground his pelvis into mine.
"Aaaah, that's my girl," he crooned into my ear, kissing my cheek, the rough play from only seconds earlier replaced by gentle tenderness. Rolling into his open arm, I placed my head on his chest and closed my eyes, slightly trembling and overcome with sleepiness. I fell asleep to the gentle rhythm of his hand stroking the soft skin of my back.
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Much Needed TLC
"I thought you weren't going to stop by tonight?" I exclaimed, running out on to the front porch, smiles from ear to ear. I had spoken with R on the phone earlier and explained to him that I wasn't feeling well, I had told him to go home and rest, we could make plans for Saturday. Oddly, even though I had been the one to tell him not to come over, what I really wanted was for him to do it anyway.
"Look at you, it's no wonder you're sick, running out here barefoot and barely dressed." Kissing my forehead, he wrapped an arm about my waist and pulled me to him, something I had needed more then anything.
"I'm so glad you stopped by," eyes watering, I held back a sneeze only to begin coughing uncontrollably.
"Come on, let's get in the house. It's too cold out here for you to be half naked," rubbing my arms with his hands, his eyes staring openly at the hard nipples protruding through the thin material of my t-shirt. A cool breeze blew against my bare legs, causing me to shiver.
"You'll just have to warm me up," I teased as we stepped through the door, his hand slipping from my waist to my rear.
"Why don't I run you a bath, then, we snuggle in for the night?" he kissed my forehead again, allowing his lips to linger against my skin.
"That sounds perfect," I hugged on to him like a delighted child who had just gotten her way.
"Look at you, it's no wonder you're sick, running out here barefoot and barely dressed." Kissing my forehead, he wrapped an arm about my waist and pulled me to him, something I had needed more then anything.
"I'm so glad you stopped by," eyes watering, I held back a sneeze only to begin coughing uncontrollably.
"Come on, let's get in the house. It's too cold out here for you to be half naked," rubbing my arms with his hands, his eyes staring openly at the hard nipples protruding through the thin material of my t-shirt. A cool breeze blew against my bare legs, causing me to shiver.
"You'll just have to warm me up," I teased as we stepped through the door, his hand slipping from my waist to my rear.
"Why don't I run you a bath, then, we snuggle in for the night?" he kissed my forehead again, allowing his lips to linger against my skin.
"That sounds perfect," I hugged on to him like a delighted child who had just gotten her way.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Fun in the Shower
My entire body ached as I climbed into the shower, it had been such a long day, my mind was screaming for relaxation. The steaming hot water pelted my skin as I forced myself to forget the events of the day, a day that had left me near exhaustion.
“You got a package in the mail,” his voice putting a smile on my face, I knew exactly what package he was talking about.
“Oh, goodie! Why don’t you open it up, maybe we can have a little fun,” just the thought of my new toys had given me a second wind. Peeking from behind the shower curtain, I could see him tear into the rectangular box, producing from within an assortment of erotic oils, and a battery powered finger vibe.
“What have you been up to, Little Lady?” the devilish smile on his lips sent goose bumps across my skin. Flashing him my own naughty grin, I pulled open the shower curtain and beckoned for him to join me.
“Why don’t we try out the finger vibe, shall we?” kissing his shoulder as he climbed into the shower, my left hand slid down to slowly rub between my suddenly aching thighs.
Sliding the finger vibe on the index finger of his right hand, he held me tight about the waist with his left, savagely kissing my tender lips and neck. Placing the vibe between my legs, I moaned aloud from the instant arousal I felt.
“Mmmmm…… Don’t stop Honey Man,” I begged, my nails embedded into the soft flesh of his back as I clutched on to him, bracing myself for support.
“This is definitely something we’ll be using often,” I moaned between kisses, eager for yet more experimentation. By the smile on his face, I could see he was in total agreement.
“You got a package in the mail,” his voice putting a smile on my face, I knew exactly what package he was talking about.
“Oh, goodie! Why don’t you open it up, maybe we can have a little fun,” just the thought of my new toys had given me a second wind. Peeking from behind the shower curtain, I could see him tear into the rectangular box, producing from within an assortment of erotic oils, and a battery powered finger vibe.
“What have you been up to, Little Lady?” the devilish smile on his lips sent goose bumps across my skin. Flashing him my own naughty grin, I pulled open the shower curtain and beckoned for him to join me.
“Why don’t we try out the finger vibe, shall we?” kissing his shoulder as he climbed into the shower, my left hand slid down to slowly rub between my suddenly aching thighs.
Sliding the finger vibe on the index finger of his right hand, he held me tight about the waist with his left, savagely kissing my tender lips and neck. Placing the vibe between my legs, I moaned aloud from the instant arousal I felt.
“Mmmmm…… Don’t stop Honey Man,” I begged, my nails embedded into the soft flesh of his back as I clutched on to him, bracing myself for support.
“This is definitely something we’ll be using often,” I moaned between kisses, eager for yet more experimentation. By the smile on his face, I could see he was in total agreement.
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Something to Occupy my Time
I don't like to be bored, the day crawls by at a snails pace.
My mind wanders and I begin to fantasize about things I should not, the new tech who has just been hired, the mysterious stranger who I have recently started to correspond with, the handsome guy who I happened to catch glancing at me while I hurried through the parking lot at the gas station this morning.
Thoughts and questions materialize on how they spend their day, what are their innermost secrets, do they sit and wonder about me the way I have sat and wondered about them.
My mind wanders and I begin to fantasize about things I should not, the new tech who has just been hired, the mysterious stranger who I have recently started to correspond with, the handsome guy who I happened to catch glancing at me while I hurried through the parking lot at the gas station this morning.
Thoughts and questions materialize on how they spend their day, what are their innermost secrets, do they sit and wonder about me the way I have sat and wondered about them.
Saturday, September 09, 2006
Unexpected Surprise
Resting my cheek in my palm, my head pounded as I stared intently at the computer screen before me. The work day had been a nightmare, the only exception coming from a few short emails that had made me smile.
Startled, I pulled away from the warm hands that had suddenly appeared on my shoulders. So distracted with numbers and calculations, I hadn't even noticed the echo of footsteps coming toward my desk.
"Hey, Baby, it's just me." It was R smiling down at me, spinning my chair to face him as he knelt down.
"You're back," I smiled, kissing him lightly on the lips. Sliding his hands across my bare legs, his finger tips came to a rest just inside the seam of my shorts. "What are you doing here already? I wanted to look good for you..." I was pouting.
"Awww.... You always look good to me Baby," he returned, sliding his fingertips a little higher. "Look at how cute you look, with those short shorts, and the crazy pony tail," sliding his fingers even more, he stroked the moist, panty clad mound between my legs. Without thought, I reached down with my left hand and applied pressure.
"We shouldn't do this now," I whispered into his ear, barely able to hold back a moan as his fingertip slid along the crease of my panty line, slipping under.
"Let's get some lunch," his voice husky, more a demand then a suggestion. I knew without doubt the only thing I would be eating for lunch would he R.
Startled, I pulled away from the warm hands that had suddenly appeared on my shoulders. So distracted with numbers and calculations, I hadn't even noticed the echo of footsteps coming toward my desk.
"Hey, Baby, it's just me." It was R smiling down at me, spinning my chair to face him as he knelt down.
"You're back," I smiled, kissing him lightly on the lips. Sliding his hands across my bare legs, his finger tips came to a rest just inside the seam of my shorts. "What are you doing here already? I wanted to look good for you..." I was pouting.
"Awww.... You always look good to me Baby," he returned, sliding his fingertips a little higher. "Look at how cute you look, with those short shorts, and the crazy pony tail," sliding his fingers even more, he stroked the moist, panty clad mound between my legs. Without thought, I reached down with my left hand and applied pressure.
"We shouldn't do this now," I whispered into his ear, barely able to hold back a moan as his fingertip slid along the crease of my panty line, slipping under.
"Let's get some lunch," his voice husky, more a demand then a suggestion. I knew without doubt the only thing I would be eating for lunch would he R.
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Alone
Hunger, anticipation, loneliness....
I don't like to be alone. For the past few days I've been Mom, a job which I'm very good at. I love my children, they mean the world to me, I do not and will not ever expose them to situations they are entirely too young to understand.
Yet, it leaves me empty, wanting to be touched and held, longing to snuggle up to a warm body during the long night. Thoughts of midnight stirrings and moonlight love making arouse my senses, I grow warm with need.
The need to be 'one' with another.
I don't like to be alone. For the past few days I've been Mom, a job which I'm very good at. I love my children, they mean the world to me, I do not and will not ever expose them to situations they are entirely too young to understand.
Yet, it leaves me empty, wanting to be touched and held, longing to snuggle up to a warm body during the long night. Thoughts of midnight stirrings and moonlight love making arouse my senses, I grow warm with need.
The need to be 'one' with another.
Saturday, September 02, 2006
When the cat is away........
Flirtation and teasing, I've been toying with J, he does not seem to mind that nothing serious could ever become of us. Which is a very good thing, I might add.
We met at the Chinese place for dinner, one of my favorite places to eat when I want to have fun. The booths are high backed and the wait staff doesn't speak English, what could be better?
His scent, as always, tantalized my senses as we talked and laughed. Very erotic, a man who can capture your complete attention with his scent, a scent that lingers, a scent that you carry with you after you've been together.
Sliding my hand beneath the table I reached for his cock, lightly stroking him through his pants. Immediately it began to grow firm within my grasp, sliding his own hand around mine, he gently squeezed.
My lips formed a slight smile as I stared down at my plate, then turned to look in his direction. He is crimson, his eyes darting about the restaurant, his hand gripping much harder upon mine.
"Don't look so guilty, silly," I whisper into his ear.
"What do you mean?" his voice is almost inaudible.
"Nobody knows what's happening, except us," his cock is straining within its confines, his grip upon my hand has become somewhat painful to me but I continue to rub.
"Oh God, I'm gonna cum in my pants, oh God," with a hard squeeze of his hand he pulsed in my grip, his hips moving instinctively upward. Releasing his grip, I continue to rub him out, a wet spot forming on his right thigh.
Looking back down at my plate, I can't help but giggle, I almost feel a tad guilty. He had no idea what was in store for him.
We met at the Chinese place for dinner, one of my favorite places to eat when I want to have fun. The booths are high backed and the wait staff doesn't speak English, what could be better?
His scent, as always, tantalized my senses as we talked and laughed. Very erotic, a man who can capture your complete attention with his scent, a scent that lingers, a scent that you carry with you after you've been together.
Sliding my hand beneath the table I reached for his cock, lightly stroking him through his pants. Immediately it began to grow firm within my grasp, sliding his own hand around mine, he gently squeezed.
My lips formed a slight smile as I stared down at my plate, then turned to look in his direction. He is crimson, his eyes darting about the restaurant, his hand gripping much harder upon mine.
"Don't look so guilty, silly," I whisper into his ear.
"What do you mean?" his voice is almost inaudible.
"Nobody knows what's happening, except us," his cock is straining within its confines, his grip upon my hand has become somewhat painful to me but I continue to rub.
"Oh God, I'm gonna cum in my pants, oh God," with a hard squeeze of his hand he pulsed in my grip, his hips moving instinctively upward. Releasing his grip, I continue to rub him out, a wet spot forming on his right thigh.
Looking back down at my plate, I can't help but giggle, I almost feel a tad guilty. He had no idea what was in store for him.
Friday, September 01, 2006
My Devilish Smile
Giving him a sideways glance, I flash that devilish smile of mine, the smile that means I'm up to no good. He blushes, I like to see him blush, to see his face go from flesh toned to crimson. I know what he is thinking.
With a shove his chair rolls from his cubicle to mine, finally coming to a rest at my feet.
"What are you up to later?" he casually brushes a few stray hairs from his forehead.
"Not much, just a few things to do around the house before the kids come home tomorrow," I touch his foot with the pointy tip of my shoe. "Do you want to get something to eat tonight? [R] is out of town again, I could use the company." I'm certain he knows exactly what company I'm talking about.
"Yeah, I could go for that, I'm not doing much tonight myself," a slight bulge is forming in the groin area of his khakis. That all too familiar ache begins to grow within me, I feel myself flush and grow warm.
"Ok then, I'll see you later," I reply, placing a hand on his thigh, rubbing it lightly. Barely containing the urge to slide my hand higher, I excuse myself to check on a draft, leaving him at my desk.
With a shove his chair rolls from his cubicle to mine, finally coming to a rest at my feet.
"What are you up to later?" he casually brushes a few stray hairs from his forehead.
"Not much, just a few things to do around the house before the kids come home tomorrow," I touch his foot with the pointy tip of my shoe. "Do you want to get something to eat tonight? [R] is out of town again, I could use the company." I'm certain he knows exactly what company I'm talking about.
"Yeah, I could go for that, I'm not doing much tonight myself," a slight bulge is forming in the groin area of his khakis. That all too familiar ache begins to grow within me, I feel myself flush and grow warm.
"Ok then, I'll see you later," I reply, placing a hand on his thigh, rubbing it lightly. Barely containing the urge to slide my hand higher, I excuse myself to check on a draft, leaving him at my desk.
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Want
My eyes traveled the length of his body, lingering, hungrily taking in his beauty. He is unaware of what I'm thinking, unaware of the lustful thoughts he has stirred within me.
He turns to talk to me, I look down before he has a chance to see. Slowly bringing my eyes up to his approaching form I pretend to just now notice him. I smile.
The deep huskiness in his voice sets me on edge, it's impossible for me to concentrate.
I try, but I can't.
Smiling deeply at me, he thinks I'm a ditz who only holds my position because of my looks.
I know this to be untrue, but I like the way he looks at me.
Perhaps I'll wait until tomorrow to critique the mistakes he made on his print.
He turns to talk to me, I look down before he has a chance to see. Slowly bringing my eyes up to his approaching form I pretend to just now notice him. I smile.
The deep huskiness in his voice sets me on edge, it's impossible for me to concentrate.
I try, but I can't.
Smiling deeply at me, he thinks I'm a ditz who only holds my position because of my looks.
I know this to be untrue, but I like the way he looks at me.
Perhaps I'll wait until tomorrow to critique the mistakes he made on his print.
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Sleep Eludes Me
I'm unable to sleep tonight, try as I might. I hate it when I get this way.
The power went out for several hours this morning throwing my entire day off. Without power I could not shower and get ready to meet R for lunch, without power I had no phone to let him know this. It's amazing how dependent people are on something like electricity.
If I had charged my dead cell phone last night, I could have called him on the cell. If I had a normal phone that merely plugged into the wall, I could have called him on that. Needless to say, because I hate to talk on the phone, it is not a priority of mine to charge my cell and it is also a necessity that I keep a phone that has a dependable answering machine.
I was sitting on the couch, still wearing pajamas, when R arrived at my home in somewhat of a panic. The time had slipped past faster than I had realized as I lazily sat, reading a new book. I had been so engrossed in the novel that I did not even hear him pull up the drive, he startled me as he started to bang on the door.
"Are you ok?" he reached out and hugged on to me as I opened the door. Worry lines creased his brow.
"I'm fine, my power is out because of the storm, I couldn't call you," embarrassed at my appearance, I smoothed out my wrinkled shirt and flipped my hair out of my eyes.
"I was worried about you. The last time we spoke you were pissed off at me because of the conference call, then you didn't show up for lunch," the worry beginning to wear off, R was now a bit frustrated with me.
"I'm sorry, I didn't charge my phone last night, I would have called if I could have," placing both hands on his chest I leaned up and kissed his chin.
"You know I worry about you," wrapping his arms about me, he kissed my forehead, tension slipping from his body.
He suggested we go to his house so I could shower and I gladly accepted. Even though I know he has seen me at my worst I still become embarrassed when I don't look my best for him.
As I knew he would accept, I requested R join me in the shower to wash my hair. The most amazing feeling in the world is to have strong arms wrapped around you, soft lips upon your own, and hot water splashing against your skin. I could feel myself melt into his embrace, hungry for his touch. I wanted so much more then he was giving me, and he knew it.
"You're such a spoiled brat," he teased me. "Always pouting when you don't get what you want," kissing me hard on the lips before I can protest. A slight smile plays across his lips as I tilt my head back into the stream of water.
Dipping his head down, he begins to lick and suck my nipples, teasing me, enticing me, creating an urgent need within me.
"Oh, Honeyman, you know you like it when I pout for you," I purred in his ear.
The power went out for several hours this morning throwing my entire day off. Without power I could not shower and get ready to meet R for lunch, without power I had no phone to let him know this. It's amazing how dependent people are on something like electricity.
If I had charged my dead cell phone last night, I could have called him on the cell. If I had a normal phone that merely plugged into the wall, I could have called him on that. Needless to say, because I hate to talk on the phone, it is not a priority of mine to charge my cell and it is also a necessity that I keep a phone that has a dependable answering machine.
I was sitting on the couch, still wearing pajamas, when R arrived at my home in somewhat of a panic. The time had slipped past faster than I had realized as I lazily sat, reading a new book. I had been so engrossed in the novel that I did not even hear him pull up the drive, he startled me as he started to bang on the door.
"Are you ok?" he reached out and hugged on to me as I opened the door. Worry lines creased his brow.
"I'm fine, my power is out because of the storm, I couldn't call you," embarrassed at my appearance, I smoothed out my wrinkled shirt and flipped my hair out of my eyes.
"I was worried about you. The last time we spoke you were pissed off at me because of the conference call, then you didn't show up for lunch," the worry beginning to wear off, R was now a bit frustrated with me.
"I'm sorry, I didn't charge my phone last night, I would have called if I could have," placing both hands on his chest I leaned up and kissed his chin.
"You know I worry about you," wrapping his arms about me, he kissed my forehead, tension slipping from his body.
He suggested we go to his house so I could shower and I gladly accepted. Even though I know he has seen me at my worst I still become embarrassed when I don't look my best for him.
As I knew he would accept, I requested R join me in the shower to wash my hair. The most amazing feeling in the world is to have strong arms wrapped around you, soft lips upon your own, and hot water splashing against your skin. I could feel myself melt into his embrace, hungry for his touch. I wanted so much more then he was giving me, and he knew it.
"You're such a spoiled brat," he teased me. "Always pouting when you don't get what you want," kissing me hard on the lips before I can protest. A slight smile plays across his lips as I tilt my head back into the stream of water.
Dipping his head down, he begins to lick and suck my nipples, teasing me, enticing me, creating an urgent need within me.
"Oh, Honeyman, you know you like it when I pout for you," I purred in his ear.
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Happy HNT!
I just love red panties!
Anxiously, I await R's arrival..... I long to be held in his arms, to be captivated by his smile, to feel his soft touch caress the most intimate parts of my body.
Anxiously, I await R's arrival..... I long to be held in his arms, to be captivated by his smile, to feel his soft touch caress the most intimate parts of my body.
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Corruption
Something has happened to the first few entries of my blog, they are no longer original.
I'm saddened to think that someone would go in and destroy something this personal, this little section of cyberspace that I call my own.
What in the hell is wrong with people.
I'm saddened to think that someone would go in and destroy something this personal, this little section of cyberspace that I call my own.
What in the hell is wrong with people.
Saturday, August 19, 2006
The BB King Concert
I went to a BB King concert with J last night. So much fun..... By far one of the most enjoyable evenings I've had in a while.
BB King is absolutely one of the funniest performers I've ever seen on stage. At one point he began a dialogue about how far 'up north' he was and wondered if he'd actually ended up in Canada, he continued on to talk about how our 'perfect' speech and diction was confusing the hell out of him because he was used to 'down home talk'. I laughed and sang and clapped along, such a great time!
We stopped at a bar on the way back from the concert, most decidedly not a good move on my part. Still giddy from the good time I'd had at the concert, I started drinking vodka and cranberry's until I ended up totally inebriated.
I'm certain you all know what happens when I drink too much.
As J had pulled into my drive to let me out I had smiled at him and told him about the wonderful time I had. Smiling back, he leaned in and kissed me.
And I was on fire instantly.
Before I knew what I was even doing I had whispered in his ear that he should come in and spend the night, he certainly shouldn't be out driving late at night with so many drinks in his system. He didn't say a word, just turned off the car and got out.
Taking him by the hand I led him into my bedroom and shut the door behind us, nobody was home, but it's a habit I've picked up since having children.
"You don't have to do this," he quietly whispered into my ear, kissing my neck, holding me in his arms.
"I know..." I whispered back. My lips found their way to his, tasting them, kissing them.
"I've wanted you for so long," his words were urgent this time, one arm wrapped tightly about my waist, his hand on my ass, squeezing.
"I know you have....." I whispered back. His cock was hard, pressing into me as we stood by the door.
Thursday, August 17, 2006
I've Been Naughty
The secret to 'no panty lines' is no panties.
God I love the feeling of walking around absolutely naked beneath the thin material of my skirt.......
Since nobody was looking I spread my legs beneath my desk and fingered myself for a good 5 minutes, I'm so horny at the moment I could jump the next man to walk past me.
Maybe if I'm lucky, and the office remains quiet, I'll be able to finish the job right at my desk.
(Searching desk for something that may be able to be used as a synthetic penis. Definitely need to invest in some toys.)
Mmmmmm...... the handle on my hairbrush is just the trick. Damn.... footsteps coming down the corridor.
(pulling skirt down over the brush tucked between my legs, sliding chair further beneath desk)
The footsteps stop 2 cubicles down, I resume my activities. One hand sliding the brush handle in and out, the other hand rubbing my clit.
Oh God, I moaned a little....
Rubbing harder, I can't help it, the brush handle is all the way in to the bristles, my hand rocking it back and forth.
Wetness, I feel wetness.... I'm cumming, gotta catch it with a tissue.
Oh God, I moaned again.... a man's voice has asked if everything is ok. I reply that everything is just fine.
I think he knows, but I don't care.
God I love the feeling of walking around absolutely naked beneath the thin material of my skirt.......
Since nobody was looking I spread my legs beneath my desk and fingered myself for a good 5 minutes, I'm so horny at the moment I could jump the next man to walk past me.
Maybe if I'm lucky, and the office remains quiet, I'll be able to finish the job right at my desk.
(Searching desk for something that may be able to be used as a synthetic penis. Definitely need to invest in some toys.)
Mmmmmm...... the handle on my hairbrush is just the trick. Damn.... footsteps coming down the corridor.
(pulling skirt down over the brush tucked between my legs, sliding chair further beneath desk)
The footsteps stop 2 cubicles down, I resume my activities. One hand sliding the brush handle in and out, the other hand rubbing my clit.
Oh God, I moaned a little....
Rubbing harder, I can't help it, the brush handle is all the way in to the bristles, my hand rocking it back and forth.
Wetness, I feel wetness.... I'm cumming, gotta catch it with a tissue.
Oh God, I moaned again.... a man's voice has asked if everything is ok. I reply that everything is just fine.
I think he knows, but I don't care.
Monday, August 14, 2006
My Body Aches....
...from the non stop sex I had last night.
I'm completely exhausted today, red rimmed eyes from lack of sleep, uncontrolled yawning to accompany them.
I have to sit down carefully today, never have I felt quite this sore on a morning after.
I smiled when my cube mate exclaimed that I look like I had been 'rode hard and put away wet'.
Little does she know how close to the truth she actually is.
After sleeping for an hour and a half I was awakened by R, full hard on and ready for action. Already between my legs, his lips savagely traveling across my neck and chest, his hands pressed down upon mine above my head. Loud moans escaping me as I arched up against him, my legs tightening around his waist. Completely exhausted, yet I still wanted more, much more. I wanted him, all of him, I wanted him to wear me out, completely and utterly use me up.
And he did.
Then held me tight, kissing me softly, loving me, caressing me.
And it was time for me to get up and go to work.
I'm completely exhausted today, red rimmed eyes from lack of sleep, uncontrolled yawning to accompany them.
I have to sit down carefully today, never have I felt quite this sore on a morning after.
I smiled when my cube mate exclaimed that I look like I had been 'rode hard and put away wet'.
Little does she know how close to the truth she actually is.
After sleeping for an hour and a half I was awakened by R, full hard on and ready for action. Already between my legs, his lips savagely traveling across my neck and chest, his hands pressed down upon mine above my head. Loud moans escaping me as I arched up against him, my legs tightening around his waist. Completely exhausted, yet I still wanted more, much more. I wanted him, all of him, I wanted him to wear me out, completely and utterly use me up.
And he did.
Then held me tight, kissing me softly, loving me, caressing me.
And it was time for me to get up and go to work.
Saturday, August 12, 2006
And I missed him so......
R is finally back in town, I haven't been so excited in.... I can't remember when.
The company R works for had picked up an ailing manufacturing plant that was about to close it's doors due to bancrupcy, R was sent to help manage the issues that kept this manufacturing plant down.
I've missed him so, only twice had he returned during his stay on the east coast.
I picked him up at the airport wearing only a thin cotton summer dress and a pair of barely there bronze flip flop sandals, my hair flowing loosely about me in the breeze. My breasts bounced lightly as we walked back to my car, the thin material of the dress teasing my nipples into erection.
"Goddamn I've missed you!" R exclaimed, halfway to the car, circling his arm about my waist.
"I've missed you too!" I replied as we stopped next to my car. Pulling a stray hair from my eyes, I turned to face R, looking up into his eyes, smiling, containing my urge to maul him to death right in front of me.
Sliding his hands up to my breasts, he playfully pinched the protruding nipples, without thought I had slid my hands upon his.
"I need you right now..." I whispered into him as we kissed, my need for him so great that I was very nearly ripping his clothes from him as I spoke.
"You can have me, we can make this work... Let me get into the back seat, you sit on my lap, little lady." Looking around quickly, R opened the back door and sat in the center of the seat, deftly removing an already rock hard cock. "Ok, come on baby."
Climbing in at an awkward angle, I straddled his lap with each leg, my rear in the air facing him, my hands on the console between the front seats.
Smoothing his hands up the length of my thighs, he groaned at the discovery there were no panties beneath the dress. His hips raised as he pulled my hips down upon him, burying his cock deep inside me. Arching my back, I slid my entire weight upon his lap, his full girth inside me.
"Mmmmm.... that's it baby...." he moaned as I rocked my hips in rhythm with his.
"Oh God I've missed you so much...." I gasped as my body took over and I came hard in his lap.
"That's my girl, let it go baby," he soothed, thrusting deep inside me, holding, spasming, cumming as well.
Tenderly kissing my lips as I slid back from his lap into the seat beside him, he held his hand on my knee and smiled.
"I've missed you too, Baby."
The company R works for had picked up an ailing manufacturing plant that was about to close it's doors due to bancrupcy, R was sent to help manage the issues that kept this manufacturing plant down.
I've missed him so, only twice had he returned during his stay on the east coast.
I picked him up at the airport wearing only a thin cotton summer dress and a pair of barely there bronze flip flop sandals, my hair flowing loosely about me in the breeze. My breasts bounced lightly as we walked back to my car, the thin material of the dress teasing my nipples into erection.
"Goddamn I've missed you!" R exclaimed, halfway to the car, circling his arm about my waist.
"I've missed you too!" I replied as we stopped next to my car. Pulling a stray hair from my eyes, I turned to face R, looking up into his eyes, smiling, containing my urge to maul him to death right in front of me.
Sliding his hands up to my breasts, he playfully pinched the protruding nipples, without thought I had slid my hands upon his.
"I need you right now..." I whispered into him as we kissed, my need for him so great that I was very nearly ripping his clothes from him as I spoke.
"You can have me, we can make this work... Let me get into the back seat, you sit on my lap, little lady." Looking around quickly, R opened the back door and sat in the center of the seat, deftly removing an already rock hard cock. "Ok, come on baby."
Climbing in at an awkward angle, I straddled his lap with each leg, my rear in the air facing him, my hands on the console between the front seats.
Smoothing his hands up the length of my thighs, he groaned at the discovery there were no panties beneath the dress. His hips raised as he pulled my hips down upon him, burying his cock deep inside me. Arching my back, I slid my entire weight upon his lap, his full girth inside me.
"Mmmmm.... that's it baby...." he moaned as I rocked my hips in rhythm with his.
"Oh God I've missed you so much...." I gasped as my body took over and I came hard in his lap.
"That's my girl, let it go baby," he soothed, thrusting deep inside me, holding, spasming, cumming as well.
Tenderly kissing my lips as I slid back from his lap into the seat beside him, he held his hand on my knee and smiled.
"I've missed you too, Baby."
Monday, July 24, 2006
Arousal at Victoria's Secret
I watched a man get a hard on in Victoria's Secret yesterday. It was amazing, in a way, either he didn't know he was that visible or he didn't care. He just stood there, pants bulging, watching.
Oddly enough, I couldn't stop staring at his crotch.
In some weird twisted way, it turned me on, making me wish that R wasn't out of town. Then again, sometimes rubbing your own pussy until you cum is just as satisfying.
Oddly enough, I couldn't stop staring at his crotch.
In some weird twisted way, it turned me on, making me wish that R wasn't out of town. Then again, sometimes rubbing your own pussy until you cum is just as satisfying.
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Caught in the Act
The noises and laughter could be heard through the door as we gently kissed and caressed, my hands traveling across his chest, his hands gripping my ass, pulling me toward him.
His cock was hard, pressing into me, beckoning me to take notice.
With a devilish smile upon my lips I kneel down before him, stroking, rubbing my thumb across the bulge beneath his zipper. Carefully squeezing and applying pressure, I slowly stroked his cock through the material of his slacks.
"Should I take care of that for you [R]?" I giggled, and licked my lips slowly.
"Absolutely..." he groaned, tearing the zipper down and unleashing himself.
Slowly running my tongue along the underside of his cock, I wrapped my fingers around his base and gave it a squeeze, massaging his balls as I enveloped the head of his cock with my mouth.
Every fiber of my being wanted to pounce upon him, I grew wet with anticipation, knowing I would have to wait a few more hours yet.
His fingers were tangled in my hair, my head bobbing up and down, sucking in his essence, when the door flew open, wide eyes staring in at us.
"Holy shit [R], my bad man," he replied, then continued to stare. I hadn't stopped what I was doing, in fact, I was kind of enjoying the audience.
"What the hell?? Get a good enough view??" R was pissed, pulling his jacket up to shield his view of me. He placed his hand on the back of my head as the door slammed, cum pulsing into my mouth as I tried to swallow it down without choking.
"That's my girl," he moaned, smoothing my hair down where his fingers had been.
His cock was hard, pressing into me, beckoning me to take notice.
With a devilish smile upon my lips I kneel down before him, stroking, rubbing my thumb across the bulge beneath his zipper. Carefully squeezing and applying pressure, I slowly stroked his cock through the material of his slacks.
"Should I take care of that for you [R]?" I giggled, and licked my lips slowly.
"Absolutely..." he groaned, tearing the zipper down and unleashing himself.
Slowly running my tongue along the underside of his cock, I wrapped my fingers around his base and gave it a squeeze, massaging his balls as I enveloped the head of his cock with my mouth.
Every fiber of my being wanted to pounce upon him, I grew wet with anticipation, knowing I would have to wait a few more hours yet.
His fingers were tangled in my hair, my head bobbing up and down, sucking in his essence, when the door flew open, wide eyes staring in at us.
"Holy shit [R], my bad man," he replied, then continued to stare. I hadn't stopped what I was doing, in fact, I was kind of enjoying the audience.
"What the hell?? Get a good enough view??" R was pissed, pulling his jacket up to shield his view of me. He placed his hand on the back of my head as the door slammed, cum pulsing into my mouth as I tried to swallow it down without choking.
"That's my girl," he moaned, smoothing my hair down where his fingers had been.
Monday, July 17, 2006
Flirtation
His eyes flirted with mine from across the room. From a sideways glance I smile in return, then quickly look away.
His colleagues are surrounding him, demanding his attention, they are the least of his concern at the moment. The only person in the room that he is even aware of is me.
Casually sitting with his partner, I tip the wine glass to my lips and sip. The partner is boring me, but I make no move to leave. I pretend to be interested in a conversation that eludes me, every once in a while a smile appears on my lips, every once in a while I ask what his stance is on the subject.
All the while I am waiting for my chance to be alone with him, the only one in the room who captures my full attention, I glance again in his direction and wave.
Then laugh as the partner teases me and my indiscretions, wishing he had found me first.
His colleagues are surrounding him, demanding his attention, they are the least of his concern at the moment. The only person in the room that he is even aware of is me.
Casually sitting with his partner, I tip the wine glass to my lips and sip. The partner is boring me, but I make no move to leave. I pretend to be interested in a conversation that eludes me, every once in a while a smile appears on my lips, every once in a while I ask what his stance is on the subject.
All the while I am waiting for my chance to be alone with him, the only one in the room who captures my full attention, I glance again in his direction and wave.
Then laugh as the partner teases me and my indiscretions, wishing he had found me first.
Friday, July 14, 2006
Between the Sheets
I smiled as his hand slowly traced the length of my thigh, resting finally between my legs, fingers slowly rubbing the thin silky material of my panties. Reaching up, I wrap my free arm around his shoulder, kissing his lips. His tough became rough between my legs, I pressed my hips against his hand, wanting much more.
Pushing him onto his back, I straddled his waist allowing his hard on to rest between the bare skin of my thighs. My skin tight spaghetti strap tank top bulged at the breast, arching my back, I placed my hands on his thighs and slowly rolled my hips, wanting more than anything to have every inch of him inside me. His hands traveled up the front of me, grabbing my tits and squeezing, kneading, cupping them.
Moaning aloud, I placed my hands upon his and begged him to fuck me.
I fell back to the bed as he sat up without warning, his eyes glazed with lust and need.
"Get on your knees baby," he crooned, hovering above me.
"Ok," awkwardly, I rolled onto my knees beneath him. My face was buried in the comforter, his breath warm on my neck. Rough hands pulled my panties down to my knees, exposing me in full for his pleasure. Without warning he buried his rock hard cock inside me, pulling me by my hips, crushing my ass to his groin. I groaned out from a pain which quickly subsided to sheer animal hunger for him.
"That's my girl, push back on me baby," his hands held my shoulders, pulling on them as I pushed back, nearly sitting in his lap. Moaning, I couldn't stop moaning as his cock pulsed and throbbed inside me. The panties ripped apart finally, allowing me to spread my legs wide, allowing R to fit between them. I screamed out in ecstasy as I came, tiny shivers traveled the length of my spine.
"Oh, yeah, that's my girl, don't hold back baby," smoothing his hands along my back side, he thrust deeply inside me, cumming as well. Beads of perspiration coated our bodies as we moved to lie close to each other.
I didn't care.
I was just so glad to have him next to me.
Pushing him onto his back, I straddled his waist allowing his hard on to rest between the bare skin of my thighs. My skin tight spaghetti strap tank top bulged at the breast, arching my back, I placed my hands on his thighs and slowly rolled my hips, wanting more than anything to have every inch of him inside me. His hands traveled up the front of me, grabbing my tits and squeezing, kneading, cupping them.
Moaning aloud, I placed my hands upon his and begged him to fuck me.
I fell back to the bed as he sat up without warning, his eyes glazed with lust and need.
"Get on your knees baby," he crooned, hovering above me.
"Ok," awkwardly, I rolled onto my knees beneath him. My face was buried in the comforter, his breath warm on my neck. Rough hands pulled my panties down to my knees, exposing me in full for his pleasure. Without warning he buried his rock hard cock inside me, pulling me by my hips, crushing my ass to his groin. I groaned out from a pain which quickly subsided to sheer animal hunger for him.
"That's my girl, push back on me baby," his hands held my shoulders, pulling on them as I pushed back, nearly sitting in his lap. Moaning, I couldn't stop moaning as his cock pulsed and throbbed inside me. The panties ripped apart finally, allowing me to spread my legs wide, allowing R to fit between them. I screamed out in ecstasy as I came, tiny shivers traveled the length of my spine.
"Oh, yeah, that's my girl, don't hold back baby," smoothing his hands along my back side, he thrust deeply inside me, cumming as well. Beads of perspiration coated our bodies as we moved to lie close to each other.
I didn't care.
I was just so glad to have him next to me.
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
The same, yet, different
A depression has set over me, I so long for R to return to the way he was. He remembers many of our experiences and his feelings for me are still strong, but, it's just not the same. Words can not explain why I feel this. I don't even know why I feel this. I loathe and despise the woman who has changed my life so dramatically.
My only hope is that, in time, I get my funny and spontaneous R back.
Last night was as close to normal as I've had since the accident. R was released from the hospital yesterday, I couldn't wait to get him home, for us to be able to share some alone time. I've missed him so much. I've seen him everyday, but it's just not the same, I don't like to share. I want him all to myself, I want him to focus his attentions toward me.
And, he did.
We sat and watched TV just like old times, times that I have long since forgotten about. He relaxed back, leaning on stacked pillows on the bed, me sitting between his parted legs, my back relaxing upon his front.
It was pure heaven.
My only hope is that, in time, I get my funny and spontaneous R back.
Last night was as close to normal as I've had since the accident. R was released from the hospital yesterday, I couldn't wait to get him home, for us to be able to share some alone time. I've missed him so much. I've seen him everyday, but it's just not the same, I don't like to share. I want him all to myself, I want him to focus his attentions toward me.
And, he did.
We sat and watched TV just like old times, times that I have long since forgotten about. He relaxed back, leaning on stacked pillows on the bed, me sitting between his parted legs, my back relaxing upon his front.
It was pure heaven.
Monday, June 26, 2006
"It's you again."
He looked at me and smiled from his hospital bed as I entered the room. Pains shot through my chest as he spoke those words, he still wasn't remembering me.
"Yes, it's me again," I smiled back. I wanted so badly for him to just tell me he had playing some kind of elaborate joke on me.
"You're so damn cute, I can't believe I would ever forget someone like you," he laughed, then held a hand to his forehead. R has had a severe head injury, I'm certain it has been accompanied by a severe headache as well.
"I can't believe you would forget someone like me either," I harassed him, teasingly.
"So, have we fucked before? Or?" raising his eyebrows, he looked me over from head to toe.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, we have, on many many occasions," my body temperature had risen off the scale, I could feel my face flushing as I spoke. Scanning the room for a clock, I couldn't believe they didn't have a clock on the wall.
"Where's that watch I bought you?" he said, plain as day.
"What did you say?" I could hardly believe my ears.
"Where's that watch I bought you? You wouldn't have to search for a clock all the time if you would just wear the watch." his eyes shut for a moment then opened.
"You remember the watch! You bought me the watch for Christmas this year! Oh My God I can't believe you remember the watch!" I was ecstatic, now if only he would start to remember everything.
"I do, it just hit me, you constantly ask me what time it is, don't you....." he shut his eyes again, as if trying to picture something.
"Yes, it's me again," I smiled back. I wanted so badly for him to just tell me he had playing some kind of elaborate joke on me.
"You're so damn cute, I can't believe I would ever forget someone like you," he laughed, then held a hand to his forehead. R has had a severe head injury, I'm certain it has been accompanied by a severe headache as well.
"I can't believe you would forget someone like me either," I harassed him, teasingly.
"So, have we fucked before? Or?" raising his eyebrows, he looked me over from head to toe.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, we have, on many many occasions," my body temperature had risen off the scale, I could feel my face flushing as I spoke. Scanning the room for a clock, I couldn't believe they didn't have a clock on the wall.
"Where's that watch I bought you?" he said, plain as day.
"What did you say?" I could hardly believe my ears.
"Where's that watch I bought you? You wouldn't have to search for a clock all the time if you would just wear the watch." his eyes shut for a moment then opened.
"You remember the watch! You bought me the watch for Christmas this year! Oh My God I can't believe you remember the watch!" I was ecstatic, now if only he would start to remember everything.
"I do, it just hit me, you constantly ask me what time it is, don't you....." he shut his eyes again, as if trying to picture something.
....more to come
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Terrible Day
R and I have been in a terrible car accident. Although I was relatively lucky, I managed to escape with only minor cuts and bruising, R was not so lucky, as I sit here and type he clings to life in the ICU. For 4 days he had been comatose, finally waking yesterday morning.
I'm so afraid.
He barely remembered who I was.
I'm so afraid.
He barely remembered who I was.
Monday, June 19, 2006
An Evening of Pleasure
I pouted until R promised me he would stay over anyway, my sister's abrupt arrival had nearly chased him off. I couldn't wait to be alone with him.
At 9:00 she had called it a night leaving the 2 of us to do as we please, and do as we please we did. R sat on the couch while I stood before him, slowly removing my shirt, then tossing it into the air. He laughed as I flashed him a wicked smile, then turned and shook my ass in a playful tease before him.
His hands held my hips and pulled me down onto his lap, giggling uncontrollably. My entire body tingled as his lips found my neck, such a sensitive area, I love to have my neck nuzzled. I leaned back on the couch, pulling him with me, spreading my legs to allow him to lie between them, I needed more then anything to feel him between them.
I needed more then anything to feel him inside me.
The front of his dockers bulged and rubbed between my legs, reaching down, I held his cock in my right hand and massaged it through his pants. Using my other hand I rubbed between my legs as well.
I moaned and he could take it no longer, his pants were down and so were mine, his cock buried up to the base inside me, grinding, pumping, thrusting hard. We came hard in what seemed to be mere seconds.
And this was just the beginning.
At 9:00 she had called it a night leaving the 2 of us to do as we please, and do as we please we did. R sat on the couch while I stood before him, slowly removing my shirt, then tossing it into the air. He laughed as I flashed him a wicked smile, then turned and shook my ass in a playful tease before him.
His hands held my hips and pulled me down onto his lap, giggling uncontrollably. My entire body tingled as his lips found my neck, such a sensitive area, I love to have my neck nuzzled. I leaned back on the couch, pulling him with me, spreading my legs to allow him to lie between them, I needed more then anything to feel him between them.
I needed more then anything to feel him inside me.
The front of his dockers bulged and rubbed between my legs, reaching down, I held his cock in my right hand and massaged it through his pants. Using my other hand I rubbed between my legs as well.
I moaned and he could take it no longer, his pants were down and so were mine, his cock buried up to the base inside me, grinding, pumping, thrusting hard. We came hard in what seemed to be mere seconds.
And this was just the beginning.
Saturday, June 17, 2006
So Different, Yet So Similar
I often wonder how my sister and I could possibly have come from the same parents.
From the minute she appeared on my doorstep we had been at odds with each other. I am very aware of her disapproval over what has happened within my personal life. She is often jealous of me, often harshly critical, often disapproving. Something I've grown accustomed to over the years.
R was at my home when she arrived, unannounced, from her home, which happens to be on the other side of the country.
"Good lord girl, look at you! Didn't I teach you how to use a comb?" she stated, running her fingers through my hair. Looking over from head to toe, she picked up a bag and stepped through the doorway. "And, who might you be?" She was looking in R's direction, smoothing her free hand over her perfectly coiffed pony tail.
"[R], and you are?" R looked a tad irritated. Shrugging my shoulders, I introduce him to my sister.
An awkward silence fell over the three of us as I took my place at R's side, his hand resting on my right shoulder.
"I'm so surprised to see you here, you should have let me know you were going to be in town," trying desperately to get even a little conversation going, too much drama in the air.
"Oh, well, you know me. I got to feeling bad for my baby sister, I woke up yesterday and told [husband] I needed to come take care of you for a few days, looks like I got here just in time," smiling, she took my hand and pulled me to her.
She was purposely coming between R and myself, it couldn't be more apparent.
"So, is that your Jag out there [R]?" subtlety is not my sisters forte.
"Um, yeah," his eyes searching mine, he flushed a little, his nervousness becoming very visible.
"That's an awfully nice car, you must be doing well, then, huh?" her jealousy now showing through.
"Ok, stop! We are not going there! If you are here to visit, you are here to visit. Nothing else. No competition, no judging, no criticism. Ok?" 15 minutes into her stay and already I wanted her to leave.
I sometimes wish I was an only child.
From the minute she appeared on my doorstep we had been at odds with each other. I am very aware of her disapproval over what has happened within my personal life. She is often jealous of me, often harshly critical, often disapproving. Something I've grown accustomed to over the years.
R was at my home when she arrived, unannounced, from her home, which happens to be on the other side of the country.
"Good lord girl, look at you! Didn't I teach you how to use a comb?" she stated, running her fingers through my hair. Looking over from head to toe, she picked up a bag and stepped through the doorway. "And, who might you be?" She was looking in R's direction, smoothing her free hand over her perfectly coiffed pony tail.
"[R], and you are?" R looked a tad irritated. Shrugging my shoulders, I introduce him to my sister.
An awkward silence fell over the three of us as I took my place at R's side, his hand resting on my right shoulder.
"I'm so surprised to see you here, you should have let me know you were going to be in town," trying desperately to get even a little conversation going, too much drama in the air.
"Oh, well, you know me. I got to feeling bad for my baby sister, I woke up yesterday and told [husband] I needed to come take care of you for a few days, looks like I got here just in time," smiling, she took my hand and pulled me to her.
She was purposely coming between R and myself, it couldn't be more apparent.
"So, is that your Jag out there [R]?" subtlety is not my sisters forte.
"Um, yeah," his eyes searching mine, he flushed a little, his nervousness becoming very visible.
"That's an awfully nice car, you must be doing well, then, huh?" her jealousy now showing through.
"Ok, stop! We are not going there! If you are here to visit, you are here to visit. Nothing else. No competition, no judging, no criticism. Ok?" 15 minutes into her stay and already I wanted her to leave.
I sometimes wish I was an only child.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Lust
I see your eyes travel the length of my body, roaming, searching, taking in the curve of my hip, the swell of my breast. Leaning forward just a tad, I place my hand on your forearm, and speak. So red, your face is flushed as you think the nasty little thoughts you would love to be doing with me, I smile in return.
I love the way you hang on my every word, waiting, hoping, needing me to focus all my attention on you. Sliding my hand down the front of my blouse, I smooth the material as if to remove an invisible wrinkle, I see your eyes hungrily travel to my breasts, the outline of my bra visibly noticeable through my shirt front. Flushing even deeper, you look away when you realize I have caught you staring.
Little do you know how much of a turn on you have been to me, how wet I have become just at the thought of you fantasizing about me.
I love the way you hang on my every word, waiting, hoping, needing me to focus all my attention on you. Sliding my hand down the front of my blouse, I smooth the material as if to remove an invisible wrinkle, I see your eyes hungrily travel to my breasts, the outline of my bra visibly noticeable through my shirt front. Flushing even deeper, you look away when you realize I have caught you staring.
Little do you know how much of a turn on you have been to me, how wet I have become just at the thought of you fantasizing about me.
Sunday, June 11, 2006
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned....
R and I were out for the evening, having a few drinks, listening to the band play. Sitting side by side at the table, I'm sure we looked every bit the sappy 'new' couple. In honesty, we sit like that so we can play and tease each other without being noticed.
I had excused myself to use the restroom and was in route when she appeared out of nowhere. A blond woman who looked to be about 10 years older then myself, nonetheless, she was very classy and beautiful.
"Don't worry, he'll grow tired of you as well," she hissed as she flicked ashes from the end of her cigarette.
"Pardon me?" I hadn't caught the gist of her comment, but I did catch the hate with which she threw it at me.
"Listen Girly, he's going to break your heart into a million pieces just like all the rest of us. Just give it a month or two," and with that, she turned on her heel, leaving me to think about what had just happened.
Forgetting about the original reason I had wandered from our table, I returned back to R and sat beside him again.
"I think we should go, something weird just happened to me." I had planned not to say a word, and there I was spilling my guts.
"What do you mean? What's going on?" I looked down at my lap as R's words of concern made me wish I hadn't said a word.
"A woman just approached me as I was headed to the restroom, she seemed very angry at you, I don't know, I guess I just didn't know what to think," I looked up into his eyes. The band had started playing again forcing me to nearly yell my response.
"What woman, where did she go?" he yelled back, quickly scanning the room for anyone he could recognize. She turned her head at the exact moment he looked her way, immediate recognition. "Holy shit,"
"What, what is it?" My growing concern was getting the best of me. The band was between songs now as he spoke.
"That's the one, the one I was seeing when we first met," R's eyes moved back to mine, his lips formed into a smile. "Then I met you and everyone else paled in comparison."
R and I have been seeing each other, in secret and otherwise, for almost 2 years now. I'm not cerain, but, I do believe that if he were going to break my heart, he would have done so by now.
I had excused myself to use the restroom and was in route when she appeared out of nowhere. A blond woman who looked to be about 10 years older then myself, nonetheless, she was very classy and beautiful.
"Don't worry, he'll grow tired of you as well," she hissed as she flicked ashes from the end of her cigarette.
"Pardon me?" I hadn't caught the gist of her comment, but I did catch the hate with which she threw it at me.
"Listen Girly, he's going to break your heart into a million pieces just like all the rest of us. Just give it a month or two," and with that, she turned on her heel, leaving me to think about what had just happened.
Forgetting about the original reason I had wandered from our table, I returned back to R and sat beside him again.
"I think we should go, something weird just happened to me." I had planned not to say a word, and there I was spilling my guts.
"What do you mean? What's going on?" I looked down at my lap as R's words of concern made me wish I hadn't said a word.
"A woman just approached me as I was headed to the restroom, she seemed very angry at you, I don't know, I guess I just didn't know what to think," I looked up into his eyes. The band had started playing again forcing me to nearly yell my response.
"What woman, where did she go?" he yelled back, quickly scanning the room for anyone he could recognize. She turned her head at the exact moment he looked her way, immediate recognition. "Holy shit,"
"What, what is it?" My growing concern was getting the best of me. The band was between songs now as he spoke.
"That's the one, the one I was seeing when we first met," R's eyes moved back to mine, his lips formed into a smile. "Then I met you and everyone else paled in comparison."
R and I have been seeing each other, in secret and otherwise, for almost 2 years now. I'm not cerain, but, I do believe that if he were going to break my heart, he would have done so by now.
Thursday, June 08, 2006
Life Interrupted
I was partaking in a little 'dirty chat' with a new friend I've made when R arrived, unannounced, and out of the blue. My friend and I had just gotten to the really good stuff, too.
His foot steps methodically clipped across my front porch while I hurried to put my shirt back on and straightened my shorts, I didn't want him to know what I had been doing. I waited until he knocked at the door, then let him in and smiled.
The speculating look on his face gave away the inkling that he knew I had been up to something. Smiling, he reached his hand down and rubbed between my legs, kissing me on the lips. Because I had been so aroused only moments before, I couldn't resist myself, my arms immediately found their way around his neck, my hips moving to the rhythm of the motion of his hand.
I moaned softly when R used his fingertips to apply pressure as he rubbed, the thin cotton material of my shorts barely a barrier between my aching body and his firm touch. Visions of lovemaking danced through my head as he slipped his hand beneath the shorts and rubbed my bare skin, inserting a finger between the folds.
So wet, I could hear the wet smacking sounds as his fingers slid in and out of me, bringing me to orgasm.
"That's my girl," he whispered in my ear as I leaned forward and placed my head on his shoulder.
For that brief moment, all was right with the world.
His foot steps methodically clipped across my front porch while I hurried to put my shirt back on and straightened my shorts, I didn't want him to know what I had been doing. I waited until he knocked at the door, then let him in and smiled.
The speculating look on his face gave away the inkling that he knew I had been up to something. Smiling, he reached his hand down and rubbed between my legs, kissing me on the lips. Because I had been so aroused only moments before, I couldn't resist myself, my arms immediately found their way around his neck, my hips moving to the rhythm of the motion of his hand.
I moaned softly when R used his fingertips to apply pressure as he rubbed, the thin cotton material of my shorts barely a barrier between my aching body and his firm touch. Visions of lovemaking danced through my head as he slipped his hand beneath the shorts and rubbed my bare skin, inserting a finger between the folds.
So wet, I could hear the wet smacking sounds as his fingers slid in and out of me, bringing me to orgasm.
"That's my girl," he whispered in my ear as I leaned forward and placed my head on his shoulder.
For that brief moment, all was right with the world.
Monday, June 05, 2006
At my request....
He fucked me doggie style, while I wore a blue thong that he had skillfully pulled to the side. His cock grinding into me, his hands gripping my hips, I moaned for him not to stop, I moaned for him to fuck me harder.
Placing my hands out before me, I pushed back into him, arching my back, cumming hard, so hard. With shaking arms, I lowered my head down to the bed, placing my forehead on the pillow before me.
Cum dripped from my lips, down the insides of my legs, as he finished. His cum would be dripping from me as well.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
Placing my hands out before me, I pushed back into him, arching my back, cumming hard, so hard. With shaking arms, I lowered my head down to the bed, placing my forehead on the pillow before me.
Cum dripped from my lips, down the insides of my legs, as he finished. His cum would be dripping from me as well.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
An Apology Accepted
Before I even answered the phone I knew it was R, our argument had shaken me up quite a bit. Something we had never ever done before was argue, I had absolutely no clue how to handle it.
"Hello"
"Hey Honey Girl"
"Hey"
"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened, I guess I just lost my mind."
"You hurt my feelings"
"I know, I'm so sorry, the last thing in the world I ever wanted to do was be the person who put that look on your face."
"What look?"
"That look you get just before you cry."
"I didn't cry"
"Yes you did, I know you did. So, are you going to let me in?"
"Let you in where?"
"Your house. I've been standing on the porch for the last half hour."
"Oh my God, you have?"
Upon opening the door I found that R was true to his word, he indeed stood on my front porch, along with 72 rolls of toilet paper. I couldn't help but laugh at the sight. Smiling in return, he took me into his arms and kissed the top of my head.
"Let's not do that anymore, ok?" he asked, kissing me again on the top of the head.
"Let's not," I returned in agreement. Sliding my hands down from the center of his back, I cupped R's rear an giggled. "So, let's say we go upstairs, and......"
"And?" he quipped.
"And, you make me forget the fact that you called me a silly girl that you were wasting your time on." I could tell by the look in his eye that I had struck a nerve, but he continued to smile.
"I'm so sorry [woman with a secret], that is something I've never ever even considered, I don't even know why I said it." He was so sincere.
Squeezing his tush, I kissed him full on the lips, pressing my hips into his front side, enjoying the feeling of his strong arms around me, squeezing me.
"Hello"
"Hey Honey Girl"
"Hey"
"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened, I guess I just lost my mind."
"You hurt my feelings"
"I know, I'm so sorry, the last thing in the world I ever wanted to do was be the person who put that look on your face."
"What look?"
"That look you get just before you cry."
"I didn't cry"
"Yes you did, I know you did. So, are you going to let me in?"
"Let you in where?"
"Your house. I've been standing on the porch for the last half hour."
"Oh my God, you have?"
Upon opening the door I found that R was true to his word, he indeed stood on my front porch, along with 72 rolls of toilet paper. I couldn't help but laugh at the sight. Smiling in return, he took me into his arms and kissed the top of my head.
"Let's not do that anymore, ok?" he asked, kissing me again on the top of the head.
"Let's not," I returned in agreement. Sliding my hands down from the center of his back, I cupped R's rear an giggled. "So, let's say we go upstairs, and......"
"And?" he quipped.
"And, you make me forget the fact that you called me a silly girl that you were wasting your time on." I could tell by the look in his eye that I had struck a nerve, but he continued to smile.
"I'm so sorry [woman with a secret], that is something I've never ever even considered, I don't even know why I said it." He was so sincere.
Squeezing his tush, I kissed him full on the lips, pressing my hips into his front side, enjoying the feeling of his strong arms around me, squeezing me.
Sunday, June 04, 2006
Small Town America
I live in small town America, USA. Sometimes it really pisses me off!
Having gone without cable for 3 days, which means I've had to go without internet too, I was less then pleased to hear, from the cable company, they are 'rebuilding lines' and they are sorry for the inconvenience, but they don't plan to stop a thing they are doing, and I should be prepared for outages for the next 2 months.
What the hell kind of answer is that??
The kind of answer someone who is secure in the fact that I will deal with it because I have few other options available to me. I've tried the satellite thing, doesn't work. In fact, I think I may live in a satellite dead zone. I'm certain if one were to fly overhead, it would drop right out of the sky and land in my front yard. If I was lucky, I could try reselling it on Ebay and make a mini fortune.
Hmmm...... oddly, I feel better now that I've griped, I should do it more often. Perhaps then I wouldn't have gotten into my first real argument with R over a stupid roll of toilet paper. Oh well, here's to hoping I get a little make-up sex tonight.
Having gone without cable for 3 days, which means I've had to go without internet too, I was less then pleased to hear, from the cable company, they are 'rebuilding lines' and they are sorry for the inconvenience, but they don't plan to stop a thing they are doing, and I should be prepared for outages for the next 2 months.
What the hell kind of answer is that??
The kind of answer someone who is secure in the fact that I will deal with it because I have few other options available to me. I've tried the satellite thing, doesn't work. In fact, I think I may live in a satellite dead zone. I'm certain if one were to fly overhead, it would drop right out of the sky and land in my front yard. If I was lucky, I could try reselling it on Ebay and make a mini fortune.
Hmmm...... oddly, I feel better now that I've griped, I should do it more often. Perhaps then I wouldn't have gotten into my first real argument with R over a stupid roll of toilet paper. Oh well, here's to hoping I get a little make-up sex tonight.
Thursday, June 01, 2006
Happy HNT!
I so wanted to post something fresh and original for my first stab at a half nekkid Thursday! I just don't have the time today, hope this will do. (This picture originally posted in November.) Next week, I promise fresh and original.
Monday, May 29, 2006
25 Sexual Things about Me
(This post idea stolen from Lustdemon, be sure to stop by and take a look)
- I have squirted before during sex. It doesn't always happen, and I usually can't tell when it is going to happen, but it does sometimes. The very first time it happened it scared me, my partner was ecstatic. We were in doggie position and really fucking hard, I could feel the cum dripping from my pussy.
- I find it extremely erotic to have my pussy rubbed through a pair of slacks or jeans. I have been able to orgasm just from the touch of a partner rubbing in this fashion.
- I like it when my partner is dominant during sex, I want him to tell me what to do, and how to do it. It turns me on having a man in complete control of my sexual pleasures.
- The best sex I've ever had has been with short men.
- A secret fantasy of mine is to make love to a black man. I've always wanted to know if the rumors are indeed true.
- I masturbate often. I sometimes wonder if there is something seriously wrong, or, am I a nympho.
- I once licked my nipple during sex, giving my partner an orgasm that was so intense he nearly passed out. Kneeling in the bathroom, he apologized for 5 minutes trying to get his bearing back.
- When I was 16 I had a sex dream about my best friend, a girl named Jessica. I was so bothered by the dream I called up my boyfriend and requested he teach me how to give head.
- I give really good head. Kudos to that boyfriend for being such an excellent teacher.
- I own a porn movie that nobody knows about, except you. I sometimes imagine I am the girl in the movie.
- I am attracted to older men, the ideal age range 40-50 years old.
- I sometimes miss seeing R in secret. So, today, I requested he meet me in the parking lot of the pub for a 'special lunch'. After riding his cock for 45 minutes we stopped in for a quick bite to eat.
- I was molested by an older cousin when I was a child. My family chose to keep the incidents a secret, this is the first I've ever mentioned it to anyone. Neither my husband nor R know.
- I waited until I was 18 to lose my virginity. I've posted about this experience in a previous post.
- I have secretly considered what it would be like to live a swinging lifestyle.
- I find great enjoyment in knowing that other men find me attractive. I sometimes sit at my desk and purposely stretch or straighten my stockings when I know I'm being watched from afar.
- I love to shower with my partners. I love everything about being naked, wet, and close to a man, smoothing my soapy hands across his body, feeling him smooth his soapy hands across mine.
- It turns me on immensely to have R shave different parts of my body. When he had first suggested it, I was hesitant, but open to the idea. I'm glad I consented.
- Men who wear a nice smelling cologne make me wet. I can't help it, nor do I want to.
- If I could, I would surround myself with intelligent, articulate men. I love it when they stimulate my mind, when I'm forced to think, when conversation boggles my mind.
- I would choose a man who treats me well over a good looking man anyday.
- Blue eyes are my weakness, I love blue eyes, especially ones that twinkle.
- I am disgusted by long toe nails. I have refused to have sex with a man who needed his nails clipped.
- When I was pregnant for my second child, I posed nude in a picture for my husband.
- I finished this post at work today, now I'm incredibly horny.
Sunday, May 28, 2006
Another Birthday Come and Gone
I am one year older today, one year wiser, one year closer to death....
Funny how much difference one day can make.
We spent the evening at the local stock car races, R and I, kicking back a few beers and letting our hair hang down. Something I have never before done with R, in fact, hesitation gripped me as I even thought of mentioning it. I'm so glad I did, though, it was absolutely the best birthday I can remember.
Intoxicated and giddy with excitement from the evening, I stumbled up the steps to R's house, catching my balance on the rail half way up. Placing his arm in mine, R continued to help me the remainder of the way, quietly laughing to himself when I kicked off my sandals on the top step.
"What are you doing [woman with a secret]?" Eyebrows raised, he mocked an authoritative voice.
"It's too hot out," I replied, letting go of his arm, pulling my t-shirt over my head. Reaching out, R softly placed his hands upon my shoulders, moving them in smooth, slow circles.
"Old Woman Johnson is probably watching you from across the street Baby Girl," leaning down to kiss me, he didn't care any more then I did.
"You think she'll take notes? Harold needs a good fuck," crushing me to his chest, I was unable to even finish my thought. Leaving the sandals and t-shirt exactly where they lay, the two of us stumbled through the door, landing on the area rug in the foyer.
Slowly sliding the remainder of my clothes off, I watched as R removed his as well, waiting in anticipation for him to finish. Kneeling before him, teasing him, I placed a hand on each of his bare thighs and placed the head of his penis in my soft warm mouth, rubbing it with my tongue, sucking it, tasting it. It twitched as applied pressure with my tongue, the taste of precum salting my tastebuds.
"Oh, God, you know how to suck a cock Baby," his hands entwined in my hair. Removing his cock from my mouth, a visible spit string connecting my lip to his penis breaking as I pulled away, I smiled up at him, sticking my tongue out.
"Your turn, handsome, the birthday girl is feeling a little, neglected," leaning back on my elbows, R buried his face between my legs, licking each lip once before heading to the clit.
A perfect end to the best birthday ever.
Funny how much difference one day can make.
We spent the evening at the local stock car races, R and I, kicking back a few beers and letting our hair hang down. Something I have never before done with R, in fact, hesitation gripped me as I even thought of mentioning it. I'm so glad I did, though, it was absolutely the best birthday I can remember.
Intoxicated and giddy with excitement from the evening, I stumbled up the steps to R's house, catching my balance on the rail half way up. Placing his arm in mine, R continued to help me the remainder of the way, quietly laughing to himself when I kicked off my sandals on the top step.
"What are you doing [woman with a secret]?" Eyebrows raised, he mocked an authoritative voice.
"It's too hot out," I replied, letting go of his arm, pulling my t-shirt over my head. Reaching out, R softly placed his hands upon my shoulders, moving them in smooth, slow circles.
"Old Woman Johnson is probably watching you from across the street Baby Girl," leaning down to kiss me, he didn't care any more then I did.
"You think she'll take notes? Harold needs a good fuck," crushing me to his chest, I was unable to even finish my thought. Leaving the sandals and t-shirt exactly where they lay, the two of us stumbled through the door, landing on the area rug in the foyer.
Slowly sliding the remainder of my clothes off, I watched as R removed his as well, waiting in anticipation for him to finish. Kneeling before him, teasing him, I placed a hand on each of his bare thighs and placed the head of his penis in my soft warm mouth, rubbing it with my tongue, sucking it, tasting it. It twitched as applied pressure with my tongue, the taste of precum salting my tastebuds.
"Oh, God, you know how to suck a cock Baby," his hands entwined in my hair. Removing his cock from my mouth, a visible spit string connecting my lip to his penis breaking as I pulled away, I smiled up at him, sticking my tongue out.
"Your turn, handsome, the birthday girl is feeling a little, neglected," leaning back on my elbows, R buried his face between my legs, licking each lip once before heading to the clit.
A perfect end to the best birthday ever.
Friday, May 26, 2006
Thank God it's Friday
Words can not tell you how happy I am that this week is through, I so need the long weekend ahead of me.
I met with my lawyer today, I can't help but wonder what it is that R values in this man. It was a very tough decision for me to chose to keep him, not just because he had been advised to me by R, but because he leers at me with lustful roaming eyes, something R has taken notice of as well. In the end, the one deciding factor that kept him on was a single statement he had made during a phone call after my initial consultation.
Divorce can be ugly, but I choose to play fair.
This visit, itself, was rather unpleasant, matters of child custody can often be so ugly. It scares me to think about my children forced into such a situation, I must keep reminding myself that it only shows how much we each love them. I have been very fortunate in the fact that my husband has refrained from poisoning their minds with hate and disgust for me.
I met with my lawyer today, I can't help but wonder what it is that R values in this man. It was a very tough decision for me to chose to keep him, not just because he had been advised to me by R, but because he leers at me with lustful roaming eyes, something R has taken notice of as well. In the end, the one deciding factor that kept him on was a single statement he had made during a phone call after my initial consultation.
Divorce can be ugly, but I choose to play fair.
This visit, itself, was rather unpleasant, matters of child custody can often be so ugly. It scares me to think about my children forced into such a situation, I must keep reminding myself that it only shows how much we each love them. I have been very fortunate in the fact that my husband has refrained from poisoning their minds with hate and disgust for me.
Thursday, May 25, 2006
Aren't we in the midst of a divorce?
The future ex-husband has found a new home a few miles from the one we once shared. Convenient, yes, maybe a little too convenient?
I stopped by his home, this afternoon, to drop off a few boxes of his things that I had gathered and packed for him, things I know he cherishes, personal belongings that he has collected as far back as childhood.
Suspecting that he would be at work, my plan was to leave the boxes on his back deck and sneak off without having to confront him.
Plan backfired.
Apparently he had taken a few days off work to collect his thoughts and perhaps take it easy for a long holiday weekend. I was headed back toward the Durango for the third box of his belongings when I heard him clear his throat behind me. Startled, one hand flew up to my chest as I spun around, a small scream escaping me.
"I, uh, I, oh my God, I'm sorry, I just wanted to leave a few things for you, I didn't think you would be here." I could feel my face flush.
"It's ok. So, what did you bring me?" One hand smoothed through his unkempt, slightly too long hair.
"Just a few things that I knew you would..... um, just a few things I know you would want," I wanted to cry, for the love of God, I don't know what came over me, but I wanted to cry.
"Hey, now, don't get all emotional on me now," placing one hand on my shoulder, he gave me a slight smile and winked. Turning to grab the last of the boxes, he welcomed me into his house to give me a quick tour. It was nothing to write home about, but I knew our sons would love the place. So much land, several acres had come with the house, so much space to roam.
One single solitary couch sat in the middle of the living room. Hesitantly, I took a seat, not quite sure what to do next.
"I miss you," he said aloud before taking a seat right next to me.
"I miss you too," I replied. It wasn't until that moment that I realized just how much. I couldn't stop myself, to be honest, when he leaned forward I found myself kissing him with all the passion I had. His hands slid up my sides resting squarely on my tits, thumbs rubbing against my protruding nipples.
"Come here Baby," wrapping his arms about my waist, I found myself sliding onto his lap, grinding into his quickly hardening cock.
Wet with pent up anxiety and anticipation, I was all over him, wanting him, kissing him, fucking him. Damn, I still loved fucking him.
His hard cock sliding in and out, deeper, harder, faster..... Sweat dripping from his body onto my own.....
I stopped by his home, this afternoon, to drop off a few boxes of his things that I had gathered and packed for him, things I know he cherishes, personal belongings that he has collected as far back as childhood.
Suspecting that he would be at work, my plan was to leave the boxes on his back deck and sneak off without having to confront him.
Plan backfired.
Apparently he had taken a few days off work to collect his thoughts and perhaps take it easy for a long holiday weekend. I was headed back toward the Durango for the third box of his belongings when I heard him clear his throat behind me. Startled, one hand flew up to my chest as I spun around, a small scream escaping me.
"I, uh, I, oh my God, I'm sorry, I just wanted to leave a few things for you, I didn't think you would be here." I could feel my face flush.
"It's ok. So, what did you bring me?" One hand smoothed through his unkempt, slightly too long hair.
"Just a few things that I knew you would..... um, just a few things I know you would want," I wanted to cry, for the love of God, I don't know what came over me, but I wanted to cry.
"Hey, now, don't get all emotional on me now," placing one hand on my shoulder, he gave me a slight smile and winked. Turning to grab the last of the boxes, he welcomed me into his house to give me a quick tour. It was nothing to write home about, but I knew our sons would love the place. So much land, several acres had come with the house, so much space to roam.
One single solitary couch sat in the middle of the living room. Hesitantly, I took a seat, not quite sure what to do next.
"I miss you," he said aloud before taking a seat right next to me.
"I miss you too," I replied. It wasn't until that moment that I realized just how much. I couldn't stop myself, to be honest, when he leaned forward I found myself kissing him with all the passion I had. His hands slid up my sides resting squarely on my tits, thumbs rubbing against my protruding nipples.
"Come here Baby," wrapping his arms about my waist, I found myself sliding onto his lap, grinding into his quickly hardening cock.
Wet with pent up anxiety and anticipation, I was all over him, wanting him, kissing him, fucking him. Damn, I still loved fucking him.
His hard cock sliding in and out, deeper, harder, faster..... Sweat dripping from his body onto my own.....
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Updating the Blogroll
For everyone out there who reads my blog, I would love it to be able to read yours as well.
I've noticed as I went through my links to the right that several of my favorite reads are no more.....
Please drop me a comment and I'll stop by your site, perhaps add you to my blogroll.
Lastly, thanks to all you readers out there for taking the time to read my rambled writings and thoughts, it's much appreciated.
I've noticed as I went through my links to the right that several of my favorite reads are no more.....
Please drop me a comment and I'll stop by your site, perhaps add you to my blogroll.
Lastly, thanks to all you readers out there for taking the time to read my rambled writings and thoughts, it's much appreciated.
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Wanton Love
I smiled that smile he can not resist, I leaned above him and kissed him gently as he reclined back under the covers, pulling me with him, drawing his leg up between my knees.
Reaching up to brush the hair out of my eyes, he catches my hand in his, kissing my fingers one by one, dipping the last between his lips. I smile again, he smiles back. Hair that has been trapped within my eyelashes partially shields my view as I blink, hoping to blink it away. A stray tendril has found it's way to the corner of my mouth.
"You look so sexy tonight, little lady," he moans into my ear, pushing me flat to my back. Rough kisses sweep my neck and shoulders, rough hands remove my white lace panties, a wanton lover places himself between my eager legs.
Reaching up to brush the hair out of my eyes, he catches my hand in his, kissing my fingers one by one, dipping the last between his lips. I smile again, he smiles back. Hair that has been trapped within my eyelashes partially shields my view as I blink, hoping to blink it away. A stray tendril has found it's way to the corner of my mouth.
"You look so sexy tonight, little lady," he moans into my ear, pushing me flat to my back. Rough kisses sweep my neck and shoulders, rough hands remove my white lace panties, a wanton lover places himself between my eager legs.
Monday, May 22, 2006
Insatiable J
Since the news of my impending divorce, J has been a constant visitor to my cube. Forever asking how I'm doing, do I need any help, would I like to have lunch.
To be honest, I've been enjoying the attention.
I sat next to him in the booth at lunch today, my thigh up tight next to his, his arm carelessly draped atop the seat behind me. 2 of our coworkers sat directly across from us, the entire lunch filled with conversation of work deadlines and off color jokes. Several times I leaned forward to whisper into the ear of my cube mate, always placing my hand atop J's upper thigh, as if to hold my balance.
The muscles of his thigh tightened beneath my palm, almost twitching. I wondered inwardly if he was enjoying our lunch as much as I.
To be honest, I've been enjoying the attention.
I sat next to him in the booth at lunch today, my thigh up tight next to his, his arm carelessly draped atop the seat behind me. 2 of our coworkers sat directly across from us, the entire lunch filled with conversation of work deadlines and off color jokes. Several times I leaned forward to whisper into the ear of my cube mate, always placing my hand atop J's upper thigh, as if to hold my balance.
The muscles of his thigh tightened beneath my palm, almost twitching. I wondered inwardly if he was enjoying our lunch as much as I.
Saturday, May 20, 2006
His Smile
I am enchanted with the way his smile warms my heart, the way it brings a smile to my face as well.
We sat, naked, on the deck letting the sun caress our bodies. I love the sun, I love the way it feels, how it makes me feel so warm and relaxed. I love the touch of bronze it adds to my otherwise pale skin.
It wasn't long before I was reaching for him, wanting him, kissing him. His skin was salty on my lips, pieces of hair fell into my eyes as I slowly kissed my way across his chest, his left hand brushing the hair back away from my eyes.
And that smile......
Pulling my eyes up to meet his gaze, I see him smiling his beautiful smile. I smile in return, blushing, I can't stop myself. Nor do I want to.
We sat, naked, on the deck letting the sun caress our bodies. I love the sun, I love the way it feels, how it makes me feel so warm and relaxed. I love the touch of bronze it adds to my otherwise pale skin.
It wasn't long before I was reaching for him, wanting him, kissing him. His skin was salty on my lips, pieces of hair fell into my eyes as I slowly kissed my way across his chest, his left hand brushing the hair back away from my eyes.
And that smile......
Pulling my eyes up to meet his gaze, I see him smiling his beautiful smile. I smile in return, blushing, I can't stop myself. Nor do I want to.
Friday, May 19, 2006
Beauty
The sky was a clear blue, white clouds floating aimlessly by, I shielded my eyes from the wonderful brilliance of the sun. Warmth enveloped my body, stealing from me all energy I possessed as I lay back in the lounge chair, relaxing, taking in the rays.
I could feel him watching me, his presence was everywhere. Reclining the chair as far as it would go, I leaned my head back to take a glance. I smiled an upside down smile as he waved in return from his perch on the deck.
Pulling the hair tie from my hair, I let the loose curls fall about my shoulders, shaking the tendrils just a bit, just enough to capture the mussed windswept look I desired. The look he loved to see on me.
It wasn't long before R had made it down to the lake side reminding me to reapply my sunscreen, he would hate to see me burn. So kind of him to assist in it's application. Such a sensual act, really, to have one's lovers hands softly caress your body, smoothing lotions and creams onto your skin.
I could feel him watching me, his presence was everywhere. Reclining the chair as far as it would go, I leaned my head back to take a glance. I smiled an upside down smile as he waved in return from his perch on the deck.
Pulling the hair tie from my hair, I let the loose curls fall about my shoulders, shaking the tendrils just a bit, just enough to capture the mussed windswept look I desired. The look he loved to see on me.
It wasn't long before R had made it down to the lake side reminding me to reapply my sunscreen, he would hate to see me burn. So kind of him to assist in it's application. Such a sensual act, really, to have one's lovers hands softly caress your body, smoothing lotions and creams onto your skin.
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Grin
The mischievous grin told me he was up to something, I couldn't help but smile back, wondering, just what is it he has in mind. I stepped up to him, placing my arm in his, staring deeply into his eyes, waiting.
"Got your luggage packed?" One eyebrow raised, his smile widened until it swept across his entire face.
"My luggage? No.... What do I need luggage for?" I asked.
"Well, for the trip silly," laughing at my puzzled expression, he leaned down to kiss me, the scent of him intoxicated my senses.
"What trip, I don't know anything about a trip! Where are we going??" turning to face him, grinning like a child, I pleaded for him to tell me more.
"I've got the cabin for the weekend, I thought you might like a break from everything, and, I wouldn't mind having you all to myself for a change," his free arm circling my waist, hand resting on my rear, pulling me tight to him.
Closing my eyes as his head bowed to kiss me once more, time at the cabin was just what I needed.
"Got your luggage packed?" One eyebrow raised, his smile widened until it swept across his entire face.
"My luggage? No.... What do I need luggage for?" I asked.
"Well, for the trip silly," laughing at my puzzled expression, he leaned down to kiss me, the scent of him intoxicated my senses.
"What trip, I don't know anything about a trip! Where are we going??" turning to face him, grinning like a child, I pleaded for him to tell me more.
"I've got the cabin for the weekend, I thought you might like a break from everything, and, I wouldn't mind having you all to myself for a change," his free arm circling my waist, hand resting on my rear, pulling me tight to him.
Closing my eyes as his head bowed to kiss me once more, time at the cabin was just what I needed.
Friday, April 07, 2006
The News
I'm amazed by the relative speed at which the news of my separation spread through the office. It was everywhere all at once. My cubicle mate, I'm almost certain, was the one to first leak the information.
Although I had not planned to keep the news a secret, I didn't intend for it to be an office wide scandal.
I was in a meeting with my boss when I first heard the news had hit my coworkers. My boss had laid a hand on my shoulder and looked me in the eye, asking if I was ok. 'Yes' I had commented, I wasn't quite sure what he was implying. He then proceeded to tell me he had "heard the news".
It is an odd mix of feelings, actually, to be confronted with a situation like that. First, embarrassment that my superior knows of my personal problems. I try very hard to keep my personal life separate from my professional life. Then, sadness, a sick feeling creeps in telling you that your life is in turmoil. Then, anger, thoughts of strangling the life out of whomever has leaked this information. Lastly, fear of the unknown, what does life have in store for me?
Although I had not planned to keep the news a secret, I didn't intend for it to be an office wide scandal.
I was in a meeting with my boss when I first heard the news had hit my coworkers. My boss had laid a hand on my shoulder and looked me in the eye, asking if I was ok. 'Yes' I had commented, I wasn't quite sure what he was implying. He then proceeded to tell me he had "heard the news".
It is an odd mix of feelings, actually, to be confronted with a situation like that. First, embarrassment that my superior knows of my personal problems. I try very hard to keep my personal life separate from my professional life. Then, sadness, a sick feeling creeps in telling you that your life is in turmoil. Then, anger, thoughts of strangling the life out of whomever has leaked this information. Lastly, fear of the unknown, what does life have in store for me?
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Yes, it has been a while.....
I've been experiencing such crazy days and situations, as you may well have expected. Going into the new chapter of my life I knew things would be drastically different, and, I was not mistaken.
The last few weeks seem to have flown by in a blur. Sometimes I don't think I can keep up.
Last week I met with my lawyer for the first time. I'm not so sure I like him, R referred him to me because he was a good friend. It bothers me a bit that this man will be digging into some very personal aspects of my life, finances, and possessions. He is a complete stranger to me. Not only that, he is a good friend to R. Would they be discussing my situation without me present? And, what exactly would they be discussing? Perhaps I'm making to much of the situation, perhaps I'm not.
He's such a suave guy, and so handsome, but I get such a bad feeling around him. He is a predator circling fresh kill.
The last few weeks seem to have flown by in a blur. Sometimes I don't think I can keep up.
Last week I met with my lawyer for the first time. I'm not so sure I like him, R referred him to me because he was a good friend. It bothers me a bit that this man will be digging into some very personal aspects of my life, finances, and possessions. He is a complete stranger to me. Not only that, he is a good friend to R. Would they be discussing my situation without me present? And, what exactly would they be discussing? Perhaps I'm making to much of the situation, perhaps I'm not.
He's such a suave guy, and so handsome, but I get such a bad feeling around him. He is a predator circling fresh kill.
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Finally
With a delicate touch, he smoothed his hand down my side, resting it on my hip. Still somewhat concerned with my health, I could see it in his eyes. Pushing the pillow aside, I leaned in to him, resting my hand on his chest, seductively kissing his neck.
Oh, how I wanted him!
I slowly slid my hand down his chest, lingering just a bit to stroke that soft little line of hair that travels down below his belly button. His skin was so warm, so inviting. I leaned in again, this time kissing his chest, licking it with my tongue. He was so hard, his cock had escaped his boxers through one of the leg holes and peeked out at me. I lay back down on the bed, flat on my back with my arms above my head, one hand absently twirling my hair.
Within seconds the boxers were off and my night gown was around my waist, R's face buried between my legs. I came almost immediately, my hips rising off the bed, my fingers buried in his hair, my need for him was so intense.
"My, my, aren't we just a needy little lady tonight," he teased. I giggled, and agreed whole heartedly.
Oh, how I wanted him!
I slowly slid my hand down his chest, lingering just a bit to stroke that soft little line of hair that travels down below his belly button. His skin was so warm, so inviting. I leaned in again, this time kissing his chest, licking it with my tongue. He was so hard, his cock had escaped his boxers through one of the leg holes and peeked out at me. I lay back down on the bed, flat on my back with my arms above my head, one hand absently twirling my hair.
Within seconds the boxers were off and my night gown was around my waist, R's face buried between my legs. I came almost immediately, my hips rising off the bed, my fingers buried in his hair, my need for him was so intense.
"My, my, aren't we just a needy little lady tonight," he teased. I giggled, and agreed whole heartedly.
Sunday, March 19, 2006
It's been far to long....
... since I felt those strong arms around me, holding me, touching me. I need you. I'm feeling so much better now, I really am.
Pouting, just a little, I look up into your eyes, pleading, my palms are pressed flat against your stomach, my thumb absently stroking a button on your shirt.
I can tell by that smile you are giving in, I'm going to get my way, or, should I say, have my way with you. I smile back, a wicked little taunting smile, and kiss your chin.
Tightening your arms about me, you close your lips upon mine, I'm hungry for you, wanting you, lusting you. I've got to have you.
Now.
Pouting, just a little, I look up into your eyes, pleading, my palms are pressed flat against your stomach, my thumb absently stroking a button on your shirt.
I can tell by that smile you are giving in, I'm going to get my way, or, should I say, have my way with you. I smile back, a wicked little taunting smile, and kiss your chin.
Tightening your arms about me, you close your lips upon mine, I'm hungry for you, wanting you, lusting you. I've got to have you.
Now.
Sunday, March 12, 2006
And the doctor just looked at me
When I collapsed at work, my boss had driven me to the ER to get a quick check. I had been battling a cold all week, but I had so much to do at work, in the end I overtaxed myself.
The doctor on call had decided to admit me. My temperature was higher then he was comfortable with, not to mention the upper respiratory infection that had set in.
I called my husband and explained to him what had happened. Because it was my week with the kids, I needed him to take care of them.
R had stopped by my work and found out I had been rushed to the hospital after collapsing in a meeting. Worried, he rushed to the hospital to see if I was ok. By this time, I had been admitted to a room and pretty much crashed from exhaustion and not feeling well. Almost at the same time R arrived, my husband arrived as well.
I was lying in the bed, the doctor was pointing a light in my eyes asking how I was feeling.
From almost a million miles away I could hear R say "What are you doing here?" His voice was harsh, much harsher then I'd ever heard before.
"You may be fucking her, but I'm still her husband Prick!" my husbands voice, just as harshly, replied.
The doctor just looked at me, maybe it was the IV, maybe it was my exhaustion, but I just replied "I'm not perfect, I'm so sorry. I'm separated...."
"Would you like me to get rid of them?" he was very kind, and I appreciated it so much.
"Yes," I said, and closed my eyes. I was so tired.
The doctor on call had decided to admit me. My temperature was higher then he was comfortable with, not to mention the upper respiratory infection that had set in.
I called my husband and explained to him what had happened. Because it was my week with the kids, I needed him to take care of them.
R had stopped by my work and found out I had been rushed to the hospital after collapsing in a meeting. Worried, he rushed to the hospital to see if I was ok. By this time, I had been admitted to a room and pretty much crashed from exhaustion and not feeling well. Almost at the same time R arrived, my husband arrived as well.
I was lying in the bed, the doctor was pointing a light in my eyes asking how I was feeling.
From almost a million miles away I could hear R say "What are you doing here?" His voice was harsh, much harsher then I'd ever heard before.
"You may be fucking her, but I'm still her husband Prick!" my husbands voice, just as harshly, replied.
The doctor just looked at me, maybe it was the IV, maybe it was my exhaustion, but I just replied "I'm not perfect, I'm so sorry. I'm separated...."
"Would you like me to get rid of them?" he was very kind, and I appreciated it so much.
"Yes," I said, and closed my eyes. I was so tired.
Saturday, March 11, 2006
Just Checking In
I haven't been feeling well, folks. Between an ear infection, sinus infection, and an upper respiratory infection, I've been feeling pretty lousy, even spent a couple of days in the hospital.
I'm home now, on the mend, feeling a little better everyday.
I promise, maybe later today, to tell everyone about the fight that broke out in the hospital between R and Husband. Not a good scene, then again, look what has happened.
I'm home now, on the mend, feeling a little better everyday.
I promise, maybe later today, to tell everyone about the fight that broke out in the hospital between R and Husband. Not a good scene, then again, look what has happened.
Sunday, March 05, 2006
After Midnight
I've become a nymph. I was bad before, I'm even worse now. I think about sex constantly.
My hand was on R's cock when I awoke in the night, stroking it in my sleep, it was already rock hard. I wanted it. Wet with anticipation, a bead of precum was already forming on the tip.
Pulling myself up on all fours, I straddled his cock, teasing it with my pussy, just enough to make him moan. Leaning down to take a nipple in my mouth, I bit it, suckled it, licked it. Before he had a chance to roll me over I climbed off, and repositioned myself. With my dripping wet pussy directly over his face I swallowed his cock. My right hand stroked and squeezed his balls as I sucked him in, ran my tongue around the head, and sucked him in again.
His head went crazy between my legs, his tongue licking and probing, his hands clutching me closer. The coarse sensation of his unshaven face set me over the edge. Just remembering how his chin felt rubbing against my sensitive areas has me warm and lustful.
It was enough to set him over the edge too, as I came into his mouth, he came into mine, slowly stroking him, I swallowed every last drop.
And then kissed him, tasting myself on his lips, feeling the wetness on his face.
My hand was on R's cock when I awoke in the night, stroking it in my sleep, it was already rock hard. I wanted it. Wet with anticipation, a bead of precum was already forming on the tip.
Pulling myself up on all fours, I straddled his cock, teasing it with my pussy, just enough to make him moan. Leaning down to take a nipple in my mouth, I bit it, suckled it, licked it. Before he had a chance to roll me over I climbed off, and repositioned myself. With my dripping wet pussy directly over his face I swallowed his cock. My right hand stroked and squeezed his balls as I sucked him in, ran my tongue around the head, and sucked him in again.
His head went crazy between my legs, his tongue licking and probing, his hands clutching me closer. The coarse sensation of his unshaven face set me over the edge. Just remembering how his chin felt rubbing against my sensitive areas has me warm and lustful.
It was enough to set him over the edge too, as I came into his mouth, he came into mine, slowly stroking him, I swallowed every last drop.
And then kissed him, tasting myself on his lips, feeling the wetness on his face.
Thursday, March 02, 2006
It's an all new experience
My elbows have been rug burned from the nights of play I've had with R. Every moment I spend with him seems to be better then the last. I'm certain this is probably just a passing phase, but, I just feel so happy. I'm not happy that I've turned my life upside down, but, I'm just so happy to be with someone who is happy to be with me.His hands pulled hard on my shoulders as he thrust into me from behind, my legs spread wide, my face burried in the pillow, moaning in ecstacy. Leaning down, I feel his breath on my shoulder, he licks it, bites it, kisses my back.
Releasing his grip with one hand, he pulls my hair to the side, exposing my neck for him to kiss, to nibble.
"Rub your clit baby," he groans into my ear. I slide my hand down the length of the bed and slip it under me. My pussy is spread wide, dripping from multiple orgasms, my fingers slide with ease. I can feel his cock thrusting furiously with my fingertips, his hands roughly grasping my shoulders, love bites on my neck. Moaning out, I get weak, too weak to balance on one arm, I pull my hand back up and place it on the pillow. Lips and tongue on my fingers, R is kissing my fingers, devouring the flavor.
"That's my girl, cum all over that cock baby!" Thrusting in, he holds it there while I rotate my hips and grind into him, climaxing yet again. This time he cums with me.
Monday, February 27, 2006
I feel like you have opened a door letting in fresh air.
-Amelia
Truer words could not have been spoken. It's amazing, really, the way I feel today. I feel as though a giant weight has been lifted from my shoulders, a weight that I had been carrying for far to long, a weight I had no idea I was even bearing.
I also promise to begin posting regularly again, I miss it. My blog is the one place where I can be me, I can express the things I can't normally express, a place where I can state my thoughts and express my desires, document my experiences and revisit them with fond memories.
One of the many things I decided to do after my husband left was to remove the personal things related to him. Anyone who has lived in a situation such as I had been knows there are certain articles of clothing you wore only for your husband, and certain articles of clothing you wore for your lover. I do not want for you to think I did any of that out of anger, because, I really didn't. Everything is packed away in nice neat storage boxes, I have still not decided exactly what I intend on doing with everything. I have done this because I want for things to be right. I have gone so far as to pack up the bedding that was on my bed, new experiences require new beginnings. You can't have a new beginning with something that contains memories of another man.
Last night marks the first time R has ever entered my bedroom, let alone, spent the night in my home. His nervousness was like an aphrodisiac to me, to say I was turned on by it is quite the understatement.
I lay in R's arms with my head on his chest, my arm nestled around his waist. So comfortable, so warm, his hand on my shoulder slowly rubbing my skin, every moment we had together has been permanently fused into my memory, the first night we were together on the up and up. Nervousness and excitement on my part kept me awake most of the night, R kept me awake the rest of the night. And I loved every second of it.
The most amazing part was waking this morning with his arms still about me, holding me tight.
Truer words could not have been spoken. It's amazing, really, the way I feel today. I feel as though a giant weight has been lifted from my shoulders, a weight that I had been carrying for far to long, a weight I had no idea I was even bearing.
I also promise to begin posting regularly again, I miss it. My blog is the one place where I can be me, I can express the things I can't normally express, a place where I can state my thoughts and express my desires, document my experiences and revisit them with fond memories.
One of the many things I decided to do after my husband left was to remove the personal things related to him. Anyone who has lived in a situation such as I had been knows there are certain articles of clothing you wore only for your husband, and certain articles of clothing you wore for your lover. I do not want for you to think I did any of that out of anger, because, I really didn't. Everything is packed away in nice neat storage boxes, I have still not decided exactly what I intend on doing with everything. I have done this because I want for things to be right. I have gone so far as to pack up the bedding that was on my bed, new experiences require new beginnings. You can't have a new beginning with something that contains memories of another man.
Last night marks the first time R has ever entered my bedroom, let alone, spent the night in my home. His nervousness was like an aphrodisiac to me, to say I was turned on by it is quite the understatement.
I lay in R's arms with my head on his chest, my arm nestled around his waist. So comfortable, so warm, his hand on my shoulder slowly rubbing my skin, every moment we had together has been permanently fused into my memory, the first night we were together on the up and up. Nervousness and excitement on my part kept me awake most of the night, R kept me awake the rest of the night. And I loved every second of it.
The most amazing part was waking this morning with his arms still about me, holding me tight.
Saturday, February 25, 2006
So Many Things
So many things have happened since my last post. It would take me forever and a day to document them all.
I was given a choice and I chose R. As hard as it is to say, it wasn't as hard a decision to make as I thought it would be.
When I thought about my husband, I thought about how much we had been through together, and how our lives had changed. I thought about how I was in the recovery room after I had my youngest son, all alone, while my husband and my older son and my mother-in-law all went out for breakfast. I had been devastated that he didn't stay with me, to see that my blood pressure had returned to normal, to see that I was recovering from the surgery ok. I cried, the nurses told me it was post partum depression. It was definitely depression, but it had nothing to do with anything 'post partum'.
When I thought about R, I thought about the soup incident. I was so touched by that one tiny little gesture, it will forever remain in my heart. I thought about every time he made me smile and how he would smile in return. I thought about the time he told me he loved me, and how I had freaked out. I freaked out because I loved him too. In the end, the decision was simple.
I could live without my husband, I could not live without R.
As for R, I had to finally tell him about the mess I was in. Several days had gone by and I had not spoken a word to him, he was beside himself with worry. When he stopped by my office and found that I hadn't been to work in two days he came out to my house.
My husband had already packed up a few things and left to stay at an apartment he had rented. My decision had already been made.
I explained to R what had happened between sobs. I also explained to him the choice I had made, and why I made it. He hugged me, kissed my forehead, and asked me why I hadn't come to him.
Looking back now, I'm glad I didn't. If I had, I would forever wonder if I had made the decision based on my own true feelings.
I was given a choice and I chose R. As hard as it is to say, it wasn't as hard a decision to make as I thought it would be.
When I thought about my husband, I thought about how much we had been through together, and how our lives had changed. I thought about how I was in the recovery room after I had my youngest son, all alone, while my husband and my older son and my mother-in-law all went out for breakfast. I had been devastated that he didn't stay with me, to see that my blood pressure had returned to normal, to see that I was recovering from the surgery ok. I cried, the nurses told me it was post partum depression. It was definitely depression, but it had nothing to do with anything 'post partum'.
When I thought about R, I thought about the soup incident. I was so touched by that one tiny little gesture, it will forever remain in my heart. I thought about every time he made me smile and how he would smile in return. I thought about the time he told me he loved me, and how I had freaked out. I freaked out because I loved him too. In the end, the decision was simple.
I could live without my husband, I could not live without R.
As for R, I had to finally tell him about the mess I was in. Several days had gone by and I had not spoken a word to him, he was beside himself with worry. When he stopped by my office and found that I hadn't been to work in two days he came out to my house.
My husband had already packed up a few things and left to stay at an apartment he had rented. My decision had already been made.
I explained to R what had happened between sobs. I also explained to him the choice I had made, and why I made it. He hugged me, kissed my forehead, and asked me why I hadn't come to him.
Looking back now, I'm glad I didn't. If I had, I would forever wonder if I had made the decision based on my own true feelings.
Saturday, February 18, 2006
A twisted life we live
Last night we discussed divorce, this morning we fucked for 2 hours.
I just don't get it. Maybe it's jut me. Everything just seems so out of control, have I ever mentioned how much of a control freak I am? Not so much in a bad way, just, an organized way. When something doesn't go according to plan, I'm out of sorts.
I'm so out of sorts right now, I don't like it at all.
I awoke this morning to the sight of him staring down at me, watching me sleep. For a long moment, I stared back at him, wondering. Finally, I pulled my gaze to the nightstand, checking the time, the kids would be up soon.
His lips brushed my cheek on their way to my neck, his hand brushing the hair from my eyes.
Even after everything that has happened I still wanted him.
He was naked, laying next to me, his hand traveling up my leg between my thighs. When his mouth found my nipple I parted my legs for him, he quickly took his place between them, within me.
The headboard rhythmically thumped the wall as the bed springs squeaked beneath us, only occasionally was I aware of them, hoping the kids would not hear and wake up.
I tasted the salt on his skin with my tongue as I kissed it, dripping wet from the sweat of fucking me like there was no tomorrow.
On my third orgasm there was a knock at the door, our 11 year old son, asking if we were awake. I tried to answer, my voice was gone. Pulling his lips from my ear, with an exhausted voice, my husband answered. 'We're sleeping in this morning, we'll be up in a while.'
I just don't get it. Maybe it's jut me. Everything just seems so out of control, have I ever mentioned how much of a control freak I am? Not so much in a bad way, just, an organized way. When something doesn't go according to plan, I'm out of sorts.
I'm so out of sorts right now, I don't like it at all.
I awoke this morning to the sight of him staring down at me, watching me sleep. For a long moment, I stared back at him, wondering. Finally, I pulled my gaze to the nightstand, checking the time, the kids would be up soon.
His lips brushed my cheek on their way to my neck, his hand brushing the hair from my eyes.
Even after everything that has happened I still wanted him.
He was naked, laying next to me, his hand traveling up my leg between my thighs. When his mouth found my nipple I parted my legs for him, he quickly took his place between them, within me.
The headboard rhythmically thumped the wall as the bed springs squeaked beneath us, only occasionally was I aware of them, hoping the kids would not hear and wake up.
I tasted the salt on his skin with my tongue as I kissed it, dripping wet from the sweat of fucking me like there was no tomorrow.
On my third orgasm there was a knock at the door, our 11 year old son, asking if we were awake. I tried to answer, my voice was gone. Pulling his lips from my ear, with an exhausted voice, my husband answered. 'We're sleeping in this morning, we'll be up in a while.'
Friday, February 17, 2006
What happens when you are no longer desired?
You end up like me.
We talked last night, for a long time, we talked. Oddly, I feel as though a weight has been lifted from my shoulders even though I am 100% uncertain about my future.
As with most people, I have matured and mellowed over time. Gone are the days where I would party late into the night, stumbling home drunk, throwing up for an hour, sleeping for three, then heading off to work. Those were the days when I barely ate, when I desperately depended on my husband, when I was clueless to life.
Unfortunately, that is the woman my husband wants, and loves, not the woman I have become. How very odd it is for me to sit here and think about, I'm so much better now then I was then. I was 50lbs thinner then, a very unhealthy lifestyle was taking it's toll on me.
But, those are the days he misses. Those are the days when I was 'fun'.
I'm glad I know the truth, and that he was honest with me. I was honest with him too. I told him about R.
We talked last night, for a long time, we talked. Oddly, I feel as though a weight has been lifted from my shoulders even though I am 100% uncertain about my future.
As with most people, I have matured and mellowed over time. Gone are the days where I would party late into the night, stumbling home drunk, throwing up for an hour, sleeping for three, then heading off to work. Those were the days when I barely ate, when I desperately depended on my husband, when I was clueless to life.
Unfortunately, that is the woman my husband wants, and loves, not the woman I have become. How very odd it is for me to sit here and think about, I'm so much better now then I was then. I was 50lbs thinner then, a very unhealthy lifestyle was taking it's toll on me.
But, those are the days he misses. Those are the days when I was 'fun'.
I'm glad I know the truth, and that he was honest with me. I was honest with him too. I told him about R.
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Life
Growing apart, one of the worst things that happens to a couple.
My husband woke me up last night to tell me he wasn't in love with me anymore, that he felt like a prisoner in our marriage. I lay there, watching him, his nervous hands raking through his hair, his inability to look me in the eye as he spoke. I didn't say anything. I rarely ever argue with him, it's just not in my nature.
This has been a long time coming, though. I'm sure you've all seen it as well. I am hurt because I have tried so hard in the past to please him, but nothing was ever enough. I know I have been so attracted to R because, to R, I am perfect.
When he did look at me, my eyes were filled with tears, then his filled with tears as well. I agreed with him. For the first time ever I told him I was miserable.
Then I told him I didn't hate him.
I'm scared now. I don't like what I'm feeling, apprehension, fear, the unknown. The kids have gone to their grandmother's house for the evening so we can talk. I'm so afraid.
Since the age of 19 I've been with my husband, basically my entire adult life.
My husband woke me up last night to tell me he wasn't in love with me anymore, that he felt like a prisoner in our marriage. I lay there, watching him, his nervous hands raking through his hair, his inability to look me in the eye as he spoke. I didn't say anything. I rarely ever argue with him, it's just not in my nature.
This has been a long time coming, though. I'm sure you've all seen it as well. I am hurt because I have tried so hard in the past to please him, but nothing was ever enough. I know I have been so attracted to R because, to R, I am perfect.
When he did look at me, my eyes were filled with tears, then his filled with tears as well. I agreed with him. For the first time ever I told him I was miserable.
Then I told him I didn't hate him.
I'm scared now. I don't like what I'm feeling, apprehension, fear, the unknown. The kids have gone to their grandmother's house for the evening so we can talk. I'm so afraid.
Since the age of 19 I've been with my husband, basically my entire adult life.
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
An Afternoon of Fun
R especially appreciated my apparel yesterday. My arms are extremely sore today, however. Next time, I'll be sure to stretch out those muscles before hand.
Sitting upright, my arms hooked over the back seat of my Durango, my legs around R's waist, his arms about my waist, God it felt good to feel him thrusting inside me, to feel his hot breath against my neck, to feel his moist lips against my skin.
That's the one truly wonderful thing about being without panties, you can fuck without removing a single article of clothing.
Sitting upright, my arms hooked over the back seat of my Durango, my legs around R's waist, his arms about my waist, God it felt good to feel him thrusting inside me, to feel his hot breath against my neck, to feel his moist lips against my skin.
That's the one truly wonderful thing about being without panties, you can fuck without removing a single article of clothing.
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Just for him....
I wore my black suede skirt that is a touch too tight.
I wore my sheerest white blouse with the gold buttons.
I did not wear a bra, only a camisol.
I am wearing only thigh high stockings, no panties.
I didn't wear a warm coat today.
So he could see my firm nipples beneath the thin fabric of my blouse.
Monday, February 13, 2006
.....Continued
His arms were about me immediately, grasping, pulling me to him. Placing both hands on my back side, he thrust his hardening cock into the soft flesh between my thighs. Wrapping both arms around his neck, a soft moan escaped as I grew weak in the knees, weak from lust for him.
"Let's lay down baby," he crooned, moving to the nearby couch. With his hands on my hips, he sat down, pulling me with him, my legs straddling his lap, the thin silky panties teasing my pussy as I rubbed his swollen cock.
"I need more..." I moaned, his arms tightening around me even more. In one move I was flat on my back, my legs around him. Leaning back on his knees, he rubbed his hand up and down the material of my panties, using one finger to apply just enough pressure to set me over the edge.
"That's it baby, I love it when you get wet like that, cum for me baby," slipping his hand beneath the panties, within the folds of my skin. My legs tightening around his touch, wanting and needing release. Reaching down, I place my hand upon his, cumming almost instantly, moaning out his name.
And this was only the beginning.
"Let's lay down baby," he crooned, moving to the nearby couch. With his hands on my hips, he sat down, pulling me with him, my legs straddling his lap, the thin silky panties teasing my pussy as I rubbed his swollen cock.
"I need more..." I moaned, his arms tightening around me even more. In one move I was flat on my back, my legs around him. Leaning back on his knees, he rubbed his hand up and down the material of my panties, using one finger to apply just enough pressure to set me over the edge.
"That's it baby, I love it when you get wet like that, cum for me baby," slipping his hand beneath the panties, within the folds of my skin. My legs tightening around his touch, wanting and needing release. Reaching down, I place my hand upon his, cumming almost instantly, moaning out his name.
And this was only the beginning.
Sunday, February 12, 2006
Come see me
For the first time since the funeral I ventured out today, it was nice to be out and about again. My husband has been irritated with me lately, he doesn't understand the entire world doesn't revolve around his wants, needs, and expectations. Sometimes the rest of us have sad times, sometimes the rest of us need the world to revolve around us too.
The phone rang as I lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling, contemplating for probably the millionth time what in the heck I was doing with my life. Assuming it was my husband, I picked the receiver up and said only one word, "What?" He and I had gotten into an argument just before he and the kids left the house, the last thing in the world I wanted was to argue more about the pile of dirty laundry sitting in the middle of the floor in the laundry room.
"I miss you girl, when in the hell are you going to get out of that God damn bed join the living again?" it was R. He sounded so calm and soothing, I started to cry immediately, I hadn't spoken to him since the day of the funeral.
"I...", sob, "I.... can I come over?" I needed to be with him, I wanted to be with him.
"Yes, baby, you can come over anytime you feel like it," with tears streaming down my cheeks, I smiled, and sniffed back sobs, and told him I would be right over.
1 hour later I arrived on R's doorstep, not looking my absolute best, but I was feeling a million times better. My hair was a little damp yet from the shower, and my eyes were puffy and red, but all I really wanted was to have R's arms wrapped about me, to have him whisper in my ear that things were going to be ok.
And, that's exactly what he did.
That small act of kindness ignited the passions within me, I wanted him more than anything in the entire world, and I wanted him now. Leaning my head back, staring directly into his eyes, I kissed his lips and asked him to make love to me. Sliding my hands down his chest, I rubbed my palms across his nipples, using my fingertips to tease them through his shirt.
Pulling away from his firm grip, I slid my t-shirt over my head, dropping it to the floor. Placing one hand on R's chest, I leaned up and kissed him again, then removed my jeans as well.
To be continued.....
The phone rang as I lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling, contemplating for probably the millionth time what in the heck I was doing with my life. Assuming it was my husband, I picked the receiver up and said only one word, "What?" He and I had gotten into an argument just before he and the kids left the house, the last thing in the world I wanted was to argue more about the pile of dirty laundry sitting in the middle of the floor in the laundry room.
"I miss you girl, when in the hell are you going to get out of that God damn bed join the living again?" it was R. He sounded so calm and soothing, I started to cry immediately, I hadn't spoken to him since the day of the funeral.
"I...", sob, "I.... can I come over?" I needed to be with him, I wanted to be with him.
"Yes, baby, you can come over anytime you feel like it," with tears streaming down my cheeks, I smiled, and sniffed back sobs, and told him I would be right over.
1 hour later I arrived on R's doorstep, not looking my absolute best, but I was feeling a million times better. My hair was a little damp yet from the shower, and my eyes were puffy and red, but all I really wanted was to have R's arms wrapped about me, to have him whisper in my ear that things were going to be ok.
And, that's exactly what he did.
That small act of kindness ignited the passions within me, I wanted him more than anything in the entire world, and I wanted him now. Leaning my head back, staring directly into his eyes, I kissed his lips and asked him to make love to me. Sliding my hands down his chest, I rubbed my palms across his nipples, using my fingertips to tease them through his shirt.
Pulling away from his firm grip, I slid my t-shirt over my head, dropping it to the floor. Placing one hand on R's chest, I leaned up and kissed him again, then removed my jeans as well.
To be continued.....
Thursday, February 09, 2006
I'll be back
Just taking a little breather, a time to reflect on life, and death.
I've mentioned her before, the elderly lady I worked with, the one who reminded me so much of my grandma.
Just this week she passed away, it has been very difficult for me, probably just as difficult as when my own grandmother passed away. I did know it was only a matter of time, I had been visiting with her at the hospital for the past couple of weeks. Cancer. One month ago she was running around the office giving everyone hell, 1 week ago she was on life support clinging to what remained of her life, 1 day ago she died.
I just need a few days to get my perspective back.
I've mentioned her before, the elderly lady I worked with, the one who reminded me so much of my grandma.
Just this week she passed away, it has been very difficult for me, probably just as difficult as when my own grandmother passed away. I did know it was only a matter of time, I had been visiting with her at the hospital for the past couple of weeks. Cancer. One month ago she was running around the office giving everyone hell, 1 week ago she was on life support clinging to what remained of her life, 1 day ago she died.
I just need a few days to get my perspective back.
Monday, February 06, 2006
Need
The thin fabric of my skirt fell away exposing most of my inner thighs. I made no moves to cover myself, I was his to see. Veering slightly toward the side of the road, his attention distracted, I turned and smiled at him.
Slowly crossing my legs, I lean over and placed my palm on the inside of his thigh. His cock was already swelling, the material growing taught in my grasp. Teasing, I whispered in his ear, telling him how much I had missed him, how much I needed him.
Slowing to a stop at the edge of the road, he leans in and kisses me, passionately. Hands roughly groping me, pulling me, caressing me. I want him so badly I can't help myself.
"Oh, God, I can't wait any longer...." I manage to say between kisses. Parting my legs for him, his hand slides between them and rubs my pussy.
"Take your panties off baby," pushing me against the seat, the weight of his body pressing between my legs, the warmth of his lips against my neck.
Moaning with wanton need, I do exactly as he says.
Slowly crossing my legs, I lean over and placed my palm on the inside of his thigh. His cock was already swelling, the material growing taught in my grasp. Teasing, I whispered in his ear, telling him how much I had missed him, how much I needed him.
Slowing to a stop at the edge of the road, he leans in and kisses me, passionately. Hands roughly groping me, pulling me, caressing me. I want him so badly I can't help myself.
"Oh, God, I can't wait any longer...." I manage to say between kisses. Parting my legs for him, his hand slides between them and rubs my pussy.
"Take your panties off baby," pushing me against the seat, the weight of his body pressing between my legs, the warmth of his lips against my neck.
Moaning with wanton need, I do exactly as he says.
Saturday, February 04, 2006
I Love Shoes
I guess you could say I'm a typical woman, always on the look out for the perfect pair of shoes.I picked these little gems up today, love at first sight. The deep rich color, the soft velvety texture, the skinny heel, the pointy toe, they beckoned my name from across the store.
I'm consumed with anticipation, I can't wait to wear these beauties to work Monday. So sexy....
Thursday, February 02, 2006
Has R met my family?
The Bored University Student has asked an excellent question of me, one which I have decided to create a post for.
Yes, in fact, R has met my husband and seen my children on more then one occasion. Not every incident was as awkward as the first.
The first time R bumped into me in public, family in tow, was in the very beginning of the affair. R had not yet met my husband, nor did he know exactly how moody he can sometimes become.
My husband was angry at me for some reason, poking my shoulder with his finger, griping in my ear while I pushed my little guy down an isle in Wal Mart. I had been zoning him out, concentrating on my little guy and how happy he looked when my oldest son had caught my attention by asking me 'why is that guy staring at us'? Lifting my eyes from the baby, I glanced down the isle to see R standing there, holding a box of trash bags with a strange look on his face.
He took a few steps toward us, then turned as if to walk away. I secretly hoped he would put as much distance as possible between us, but he turned again, this time walking straight toward me.
Placing his hand out before him, R introduced himself to my husband and shook his hand. He told my husband he was glad to meet him, that he and I had been working on a merger for a few weeks. I stood there in silence, I had no idea what to do or say. I was absolutely unprepared. The two of them chit chatted for a few minutes about the weather and the football game, then R was off.
"[R] seems like a decent guy," my husband commented. Relief washed over me.
It was much later that R confessed he had watched as my husband 'ragged on me' for several minutes trying to decide if he should step in or not. He had felt bad for me and wanted to see his tirade come to an end, only he didn't quite know what to do.
Yes, in fact, R has met my husband and seen my children on more then one occasion. Not every incident was as awkward as the first.
The first time R bumped into me in public, family in tow, was in the very beginning of the affair. R had not yet met my husband, nor did he know exactly how moody he can sometimes become.
My husband was angry at me for some reason, poking my shoulder with his finger, griping in my ear while I pushed my little guy down an isle in Wal Mart. I had been zoning him out, concentrating on my little guy and how happy he looked when my oldest son had caught my attention by asking me 'why is that guy staring at us'? Lifting my eyes from the baby, I glanced down the isle to see R standing there, holding a box of trash bags with a strange look on his face.
He took a few steps toward us, then turned as if to walk away. I secretly hoped he would put as much distance as possible between us, but he turned again, this time walking straight toward me.
Placing his hand out before him, R introduced himself to my husband and shook his hand. He told my husband he was glad to meet him, that he and I had been working on a merger for a few weeks. I stood there in silence, I had no idea what to do or say. I was absolutely unprepared. The two of them chit chatted for a few minutes about the weather and the football game, then R was off.
"[R] seems like a decent guy," my husband commented. Relief washed over me.
It was much later that R confessed he had watched as my husband 'ragged on me' for several minutes trying to decide if he should step in or not. He had felt bad for me and wanted to see his tirade come to an end, only he didn't quite know what to do.
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Early Arrival
Such a lucky girl I am, R was able to cut his trip short, that being the reason for his second phone call last night.
You'll have to excuse me at the moment, I'm still a touch giddy from our recent tryst. I love this feeling that I'm experiencing at the moment, so warm, so soft, so relaxing.
His breath on my ear was moist and warm, hitching slightly from the pleasures of being inside me, thrusting, my hands grasping his shoulders, pulling. Lifting my hips from the bed to meet his thrusts, one leg pulled up and over his back, I moaned quietly into his neck.
"There aren't any kids here baby, you don't need to be so quiet," bringing his hand up, he brushes hair from my eyes. I stare directly into his eyes, he stares into mine. I am the first to break the link, my head tilts back as my back arches, leg cramping as I begin to climax.
"My leg....." slowly I slide my leg down using my right hand to work out the kink. With my leg completely straight, R moves one leg from between mine and places it on the outside, beginning to thrust again. Almost instantly I'm wild with lust again, his cock rubbing against my lips and clit and yet it's still inside me. This time I scream out as I climax, R's movements jerky and pulsing as he does the same.
Keeping me within his tight grasp, we lay for several moments catching our breath. "That's my girl," he says as he smoothes my hair out across his chest, lightly tugging at the curling ends, rubbing the strands between his fingers.
You'll have to excuse me at the moment, I'm still a touch giddy from our recent tryst. I love this feeling that I'm experiencing at the moment, so warm, so soft, so relaxing.
His breath on my ear was moist and warm, hitching slightly from the pleasures of being inside me, thrusting, my hands grasping his shoulders, pulling. Lifting my hips from the bed to meet his thrusts, one leg pulled up and over his back, I moaned quietly into his neck.
"There aren't any kids here baby, you don't need to be so quiet," bringing his hand up, he brushes hair from my eyes. I stare directly into his eyes, he stares into mine. I am the first to break the link, my head tilts back as my back arches, leg cramping as I begin to climax.
"My leg....." slowly I slide my leg down using my right hand to work out the kink. With my leg completely straight, R moves one leg from between mine and places it on the outside, beginning to thrust again. Almost instantly I'm wild with lust again, his cock rubbing against my lips and clit and yet it's still inside me. This time I scream out as I climax, R's movements jerky and pulsing as he does the same.
Keeping me within his tight grasp, we lay for several moments catching our breath. "That's my girl," he says as he smoothes my hair out across his chest, lightly tugging at the curling ends, rubbing the strands between his fingers.
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