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.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
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.
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