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.

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.

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. 

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.

Peek-a-boo Pink - Do you like?

 

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.

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.

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.

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."