dream, fantasy, truth or fiction

'Can I tell you something', Im still horny...'

'After that... youre insatiable! Give me a bit to recover, im not done for the night' he laughs and gives me a kiss on my forehead.

I pout, sigh and smile at him to hurry. He pulls me close and I lean my head on his chest. His arm around me carressing my body, my arm wrapped around him, hand resting on his hip.

My mind is racing as I want him to be ready again. 'Patience' I silently tell myself. My leg makes its way over his and I move my leg slowly letting him feel how smooth they are how soft they are. My hand makes lazy circles over his hip and I hear him say 'keep going and you know where that will get you'. I smile and flick his nipple with my tongue. When I gently take it between my teeth and rub my tongue over what I have in my mouth, he inhales and flips me over to me back.

Pressing his face into my neck and finding that spot he knows drives me to distraction, He attacks it which makes my body squirm underneath him. His hands holding my wrists down above my head doesnt allow me to move away from the intensity of his tongue. He knows what it does to me and my moans get louder and I start to beg for more. I tell him I want more and his hands are still holding my wrists and not letting go. He leaves wet kisses down my neck to my collarbone and then to my hard nipples.

I see him open his mouth and take one in his mouth, His tongue making them harder if it were possible and intense desire pools in between my legs. So intense that the bottom half of my body is lifting up to rub against his. Craving his heat. Wanting more.

He lifts his body away from me and I cry out in frustration and beg. He uses one hand to hold both wrists together and the other smooths its way down my arm, his fingers trails softly down the side of my face and neck and over my nipple which begs for more attention as is the rest of my body. His hand stills, just under my navel and he looks at me knowing that Im about to jump out of my body with a strong desire to free another great need.

My chest heaving with each deep breath that I am take, he watches me for what seems like eternity and says with a laugh 'I dont think youd be satisfied if I tried'. I held my breath for a moment, smiled at him and said while at the same time easing my wrists from his hold. 'Youre doing a good job now".

I lean up and twist until hes on his back. Naked, throbbing and waiting. I trail my hands over his chest, straddle his hips and look down at him and see him reach for my waist to hold. Before guiding him inside me I rub myself over his whole length and let him feel how ready I am. He pushes up against me and rubs for a few seconds to feel just how slippery things have gotten and out of nowhere he finds finds my orgasm which he feels over him. He lies frozen, hips in air pressed against me with my body a quivering mass on top of him and hes shocked.

I lift my head and whisper in his ear 'I want more' He slips inside me and that triggers another wave that holds me arched, suspended above him. My mouth open in a silent scream, I soon start something soft and low which mounts to passionate cries.His hands gripping my waist as he continues to push himself up into me over and over, doing just what my body needs.

After chasing mine, he finds his orgasm and pulls me down on top of him and our eyes lock and reflected into each others eyes is something sweet and pure. I ease myself to this side and lean my head on his chest and as I start to drift off I tell him to 'keep dreaming' after I hear him say that he 'should get this on tape'.

funnies

As seen in a dog's diary:

7 am - Oh boy! A walk! My favorite!
8 am - Oh boy! Dog food! My favorite!
9 am - Oh boy! The kids! My favorite!
Noon - Oh boy! The yard! My favorite!

2 pm - Oh boy! A car ride! My favorite!
3 pm - Oh boy! The kids! My favorite!
4 pm - Oh boy! Playing ball! My favorite!
6 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Mum! My favorite!

7 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Dad! My favorite!
8 pm - Oh boy! Dog food! My favorite!
9 pm - Oh boy! Tummy rubs on the couch! My favorite!
11 pm - Oh boy! Sleeping! My favorite!


As seen in a cat's diary:

Day 183 of my captivity... My captors continued to taunt me with bizarre
little dangling objects.

They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal.

The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild
satisfaction that I get from clawing their furniture.

Tomorrow I will eat another houseplant.

Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while
they were walking almost succeeded - must try this at the top of the stairs.

In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again
induced myself to vomit on their favourite chair. I must remember to
try this on their bed.

Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body in an attempt to
make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear in
their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I
was. Hmmm, that did not work according to plan...

There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in
solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell
the food. More important, I overheard that my confinement was due to my
powers of inducing "allergies." I must learn what this is and how I may use it to my
advantage.

I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog
is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously
a half-wit.

The bird, on the other hand, has got to be an informant and speaks
with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current
placement in the metal room, his safety is assured. But I have patience, I
can wait, it is only a matter of time...

* Oh to be able to read the minds of animals... on second thought... Id rather get into yours...

What I think of when

This song just makes my body move. The beat, the rhythm, my body just moves whenever I hear this song. Its not a new song, its been out for a while. My body responds to it even if I am not conscious about what is playing. The lyrics on paper seems rough and tough but its the song you have to hear to feel the beat and listen to how it flows together. Even without the words and the explicitly of them my shoulders would sway, my hips attract and of course don't lie :)

I wouldn't even recommend reading the lyrics below. I don't want it to influence how the song sounds when you do hear it.

Of course THAT'S what I think of when I hear this song. But in a silly way I picture a magician/sorcerer with his...

What can I say? lol That's one of the images I get from this song. Oh and its on my list of songs on my MP3 for the gym.

Magic stick
By Lil Kim featuring 50 cents

I got the magic stick
I know if I can hit once, I can hit twice
I hit the baddest chicks
Shorty don't believe me, then come with me tonight
And I'll show you maaagic
(What? What?) Maaagic
I got the magic stick

[50 Cent]
I'm a freak to the core
Get a dose once, you gon' want some more
My tongue touch ya girl, ya toes bound to curl
This exclusive shit I don't share with the world
I have you up early in the mornin, moanin
Back shot, proper or low can't stop us
Been a fiend for this since Rakim made hits
Get the position down pat, then it's time to switch
I'll rock the boat, I'll work the middle
I skeet it up, straight beat it up..
.. and I ain't in the hood with my toast out loc'n
I'm in the telly workin up a sweat strokin
Tonight's the night, you can fall in love
You can call your mama right now, tell her you met a thug
I pop a lot of shit cause I can back it up
My left stroke's the death stroke

[Chorus: Lil' Kim]
I got the magic clit
I'm on fire, lick once, I get licked twice
I am the baddest chick
Shorty you don't believe me, then come with me tonight
And I'll show you maaagic
(What? What?) Maaagic, uh-huh uh-huh
I got the magic clit

[Lil' Kim]
Lil' Kim not a whore
But I sex a nigga so good, he gotta tell his boys
When it, come to sex don't test my skills
Cause my head game have you HEAD over heels
Give a nigga the chills, have him pay my bills
Buy matchin Lambo's with the same color wheels
.. and I ain't out shoppin spendin dudes C-notes
I'm in the crib givin niggaz deep throat
Tonight Lil' Kim gon' have you in the zone
Girls, call ya crib, I'm answerin the phone
Guys wanna wife me and give me the ring
I'll do it anywhere, anyhow, I'm down for anything
Couple of humps, give a nigga goosebumps
This junk in my trunk ain't made for chumps
When Lil' Kim's around you don't need to lie
It's the "Drugs" baby, I'm makin ya HIGH!!

[Chorus: 50 Cent] + (Lil' Kim)
I got the magic stick
I know if I can hit once, I can hit twice
(I am the baddest chick)
(Shorty you don't believe me, then come with me tonight)
(And I'll show you maaagic - what? What?)
Maaagic (uh-huh, uh-huh)
(I got the magic clit)

[Lil' Kim] + (50 Cent)
Now put your face in it
I know you sprung off in your tongue, I know you tastin it
(Sex ain't a race) But I have a thug nigga breakin records
And the time is (one minute, six seconds)
(Magic stick) I got the magic bop
HAVE THAT ASS TRICKIN AFTER ONE BACK SHOT
(The gifts, the ice, I like that a lot)
The minks, the leathers, the CL drop

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

[Chorus: Lil' Kim]

149 - blend

Theres this gentleman at work... no... a different one that I havent mentioned previously in other posts.

This gentleman stopped me in one of the offices upstaires and asked me for my number. I knew that he was asking for my personal contact number whether it be at home or my cell phone. Thank goodness I looked somewhat lost as I was being pulled in different directions by other people. I shook my head and proceeded to let him know what my extension number was at work where he could reach me. Crisis averted.

Or so I thought.

SAME DAY. Im busy working away and I get a call I answer

Me 'Darling speaking how may I help you?' In a sweet professional voice

Him 'Hey I got you! How are you?' (who else was he expecting?)

Me 'Im good thanks, whats the news?'

Him 'Nothing much, just wanted to say Hi, I havent seen you in awhile'

Me 'You know me, busy busy.' (he monitors when we see each other?!)

Him 'yeah, I dont see you as much anymore.' (theres a reason)

Me 'They keep me busy here'

after some more idle banter of the not even remotely interesting enough to blog about topics...

Him 'Well Ill let you get back to it then'

Me 'Ok great, bye'

A few days after I am stopped again upstairs, this time he asks me to sit at his desk for a moment and we have a light conversation about the upcoming exam he is taking. Not medical, this was a work related exam. Some kind of license.

Im about to stand up and he stops me and places hishand on top of mine which I put on the desk to push myself up. I look at him and he lets go. Personal invasion of space is another post I will write about. He says, 'remember that time I asked for your number?... I wasnt asking about your extension number, I wanted to know what your cell/home phone number was so I can call you there.

(Oh my goodness, this is actually happening) I cant just say' no I dont want to give you my number. So silly me, I say 'Oh, and I thought you wanted me number at worrrrrrrrk!'

As Ive posted about in the past. I dont socialize with people from work after hours like others do. I join in on work related events during work hours and do the occasional get together at a restaurant to say happy retirement or best wishes at your new post. I dont do frat style parties, I dont go out and get drunk with them. Its one thing to go outand be silly with your friends. Its another to do it with people at work who wont ever look at you the same afterwards.

This one... I can sense he wants dinner, movies and the whole kit and caboodle. I didnt sign up for that and inside Im panicking as I dont do well saying no to people about things like this. Damnit! Not saved by the bell??? Where is that bell when I need it. Not happening. Oh so, you want my phone number. (a statment) He slides his business card to me blank side up and hands me a pen. Im being coerced!!! help... help.

Does no one hear my minds plea? Nope

And there I go, scribbling away my number. (sigh)

Me 'Well, Ive got to go. See you later.'
Him 'Ok, have a good day'

I walk away and he calls out 'Darling... ' Not really 'darling' that would have been too much!
I turn and see him wave the card up in the air with a big smile on his face 'thanks for this'
I nod my head and turn back and call myself all sorts of sucker.

Im thankful that we arent both located on the same floor. This would just not be comfortable. Luck is not with me as I get a memo telling me that my office is being moved to guess where? You guessed it to the same floor. (grumbles) So now hes all happy about it as he has heard through the grapevine that I am moving closer to him. There is nothing I can do, no one I can plead with or bride to have someone else take my place. Nothing.

Ill smooth down my skirt and shake this loss off and win the war. Its not over!!

Does anyone have any tips of how to blend in with the woodwork?

148 - Quest

In a sleepy moment before closing my eyes this past weekend. I thought, instead of going to a mattress store. I should do some sort of bed hopping to try out some beds that are actually being used. I laughed at the term bed hopping and took it a step further and it sounds very promiscuous. The thought started of as a scientific/hands on way for me to figure out which bed to choose. Id pick a number of beds that I would like to try, all different brands of course. It would be an all out promiscuous deal if they were all the same brand :) Its a study!!

I wouldn't want to put the owner of the bed out so I would share it with them, I am a considerate person. So the idea is to do a trial sleep. As I continue to think of the ways the sleep could turn out, it all turned acrobatic and well, quite naked so I thought that might take a long time before I decide on which mattress to go with because id want to try out about 4-5 beds. Now not only would I have to decide on which mattress to go with. Id have to take into consideration the things that I would be able to do on them. Id have to make sure that on every mattress, the same things would be done to keep the integrity of the... study? Its slowly becoming less of a study and turning into a way to rationalize some serious bed hopping plans.

How does my mind automatically go in that direction?

I also thought well since the only variable that changes would be the mattress then I wouldn't really be able to bed hop (different partners implied) and use other peoples beds without having them kind of peeved that I'm on their bed doing things that really should involve said bed owner and not some other man. Which led me to think of say choosing 4-5 beds and then that led me to imagine the 4-5 bed owners standing around watching and waiting for their turn. (eek) an audience?! Or do they take a number at the door? Better planning!

Then I thought I can do the study independently and do it over a long period of time. Maybe letting everyone involved know that I would need the use of their bed without them there 4 other times after Ive tested it out with said bed owner. How long and drawn out is this study going to be?!?! I do need something to sleep on. I do!Id have to make appointments with bed owners for a time slot to use their beds... or something like it. Watch. That's what they would want in exchange for the use of their bed. Cheeky monkeys! Its looking like long drawn out fun!! I'll have to see if I can some up with a story for the 4 other times Ill need their bed without them. Or do I tell them the truth? How does practicing self pleasuring sound to you? Would you leave me alone then? Doubt it... highly.

Why do I make things harder for myself? I might just make it a group outing when I go to the mattress store and get their opinion, as I have no idea who the sales clerk is and neither do they know what the bed is for. For all they know I'm just a girl who needs a bed to sleep on. They would be right...eventually.

Which brings me to the question. Those people that sell mattresses. Do they ever picture potential buyers having sex on those beds? Now I'm wondering what kind of sex that sales clerk is thinking of. Is it kinky? Or is it your regular garden variety kind? I know Im not a mattress sales clerk and I think about it wherever I am. Is that too telling?

OK, on that note I'm going to go now so my hands stop typing and can do other things...

I feel...

I feel hot after of a shot of tequila.
I feel hot laying nude under the sun on a summers day.
I feel hot when I am passionate with a partner.

147 - top me oops stop me

Someone stop me. Really, find a way to stop me in a way that Id enjoy ... please :)

Ok so far. I work full time during the day J1. Within J1s company I also work in a different department filling in for one of the girls. Ill call that one J1.5 Im there about twice a week as well. Now I am also employed elsewhere, J2, where its casual work, which I agree to come in depending on my schedule and I have told them to put me on an 'Ill call you when Im ready to come back' status. During the time that I havent worked there. I went and found myself another job, J3, working 2 nights a week. Now... I noticed they (J3) were also looking to fill another position in a different department. Im planning on adding a J3.5 to the whole deal of my working life. (Since I started this post, J3.5s hours wouldnt work with the rest of my schedule... PLUS a girl has to have some time to herself for ... this that and the other)

When do you ask so I have time to relax? Now here comes my evil laugh (mu ha ha ha haa) I'm lucky in that the work I do isn't strenuous physically. It is somewhat strenuous mentally. Always on my toes catching details that don't belong or adding details to documents that do.

Always looking out for the best interests of the clients and always looking to put myself on top. Its a great combination. How to have a win win situation for myself and the client without making them feel like I am taking them for a ride and making sure I can look myself in eye when faced with my reflection at night.

OK well. When do I relax? I'm always relaxed, unless I am dealing with Kryptonite. I don't get stressed out (very rarely). Things happen and I cant change them nor do I have the power to make things un-happen. Go with the flow, very laid back naturally.

I feed myself when I can. I don't want you to think that I don't have time to eat. I do. Its a pleasure to have a great meal. Knowing that I am always on the go lately I make sure that I eat well and I eat healthy. Ive got a drawer full of healthy snacks to deter me from grabbing something from the vending machine or ordering out with some of my colleagues. (OK I need to do groceries since I have move but I do eat healthy, as much as I can. Anyone up to keep me company for the shopping trip?)

Lunches are made and prepared the night before to give me more time in bed in the early mornings. Thought sometimes its left there as I am in a mad rush or just plain forget. Breakfast is kept in the fridge at work, soy milk and cereal or fruits and yogurt.

I guess I make sure that I take pleasure in everything that I do because so much of my time is taken up by something or another. I think more people should learn this. Take pleasure in the things that you do and in the people and things around you. Take pleasure in having a shower or a bath. Some chocolate :) Take pleasure in coming home and seeing your family/pets even if it looks chaotic. Take pleasure when you're in your car, relish in the peace and quiet in there. Take pleasure in the music you listen to. Sitting down with your eyes closed even for 5 minutes. Just be selfish and suck in the goodness that the world offers should we relax and want it. Its there. Take it.

Rejuvenate yourself when you can and not only when you are at home in bed at night. Close your eyes for a few minutes if that's what you need in the middle of the day or find a quiet area/office/space and put your head down and nap if that's what it takes. Just take pleasure and rejuvenate yourself somehow.

Tangent much?

OK so for my social life? I am in touch and see my family almost on a daily basis. Via email, phone and yes there is even face time, usually in the evenings. My friends have become voices on my cell phone, those that are heard but not seen. This has to change. I miss them and they miss me. Its high time for us to have a Girls Night Out. Together, that is. So Ive spoken to them as recent as 5 minutes ago (OK now that its being posted about a week ago) and we have something scheduled for the end of the month as that's when I am able to fit something in.

This is what its been reduced to, pencilling in my friends and family as I have a shopping date with my sister tonight. Multitask and efficiency. Do 2 things at once :)

I'm still in the middle of "The Move" it deserves quotations as it has now become the longest move of my life and as such, warrants the attention " " gets :) No excuses for not being social and being a part of normal society. Tell me, has anything changed? Is there something I shouldn't do in public that would be 'frowned upon' since I was last out? I'm still able to wear leather in public? LOL

Sex life as of late? Yes and check. I know you want details, or maybe not... I know I would want details about it if it involved what it did. Just kidding... or am I?

As far as "The Move" is going. Its getting done, I am almost finished with things. There are the things that are in question as to whether or not I can take them or not. Those items are TBD as to who it will go to.

I sleep well and get needed rest at night. Nothing seems to take that away. When I sleep, I sleep. There is no disturbing me unless its a little dog that needs to get off the bed. Well... there are some things that would wake me up, that's a more personal matter that may come out sooner or later, he he.

So in summary. I'm rested, well fed, sexed, under socialized, working a heck of a lot and on my way to being 100% living on my own.

On the go, would I want it any other way??

146 - senses

I pick up this chocolate and bite into a corner, some cream dribbles onto my lip and I quickly sweep it away with the tip of my tongue. Sweet delicious tasting cream. I spread it around the the inside of my mouth trying to place where I have tasted it or something similar to it before.

I bring the chocolate up to my lips again for another taste and with the opening that I had made before, I take my tongue and slip it inside the opening. I close my eyes and try and recall how I recognize the taste. My tongue sweeps back and forth and when the tip of my tongue has swept all that it can reach I slip the rest into my mouth and wait until it melts on my tongue. Still trying to figure out the puzzle.

When it hits me. Nipples. (Nipples did not suddenly appear and hit me... I hope you weren't picturing naked women shaking thier bodies at me so that I am attacked by their nipples... well.. if you weren't... you are now...) Save that thought for later! Focus!

I remember a small jar of the same color as this cream. I remember fingers that were used to spread them over my nipples, I remember him making a pattern on my body and spread over other parts of me. I remember him licking it off of me. I remember wanting to spread some it on them only to find out that he had used it all on me. I remember his apology and promise to bring for a jar for two the next time. I remember the taste of it on his lips.

I remember sweet kisses.

Valentines Day chocolate that teases more than one sense. I look at the heart shaped box and wonder what memory the next piece will bring...

145 - Choose Darlings Adventure

Im a little late. Happy Valentines Day!! In some places of the world and if we were getting up together... it would still be a continuation of... Valentines Day. Im sure some of you were the recipient of flowers, or were the sender of flowers. Likewise with chocolates, trinkets and cards.

In addidtion to the above. I also received a propostion. On my cell phone a text comes through. 'Would you like to play?' I decline quite flirtatiously as I have plans for the evening (check one of the options below) I declined but not without driving said texter to mad distractions , reducing him to a puddle of want. You wonder about my state? Amused at the effect of words and its powers.

I hope you all had a Valentines delight, spent with The One, The One For Now, or spent an evening relishing that you arent with either of the above :) I extend this virtual hug to you.

from me (((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((( hugs )))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) to you

People should be able to spend not just one day of the year with someone special, it should be an everyday process of being with someone you care for and want to be with. Im not saying getting gifts for each other everyday. Once in a while will make the bond stronger and its just good all around. (This from a single woman... LOL... what do I know... plenty, thats what)

* SO OFF TOPIC HERE For those of you who are curious. Yes I thought of you and hoped for a moment that I was in mind as well, that and other thoughts :) I cant help it, my mind goes off to fantasyland when it wants to. Its fabulous :)

Options of how Valentines Night was spent. I never read those choose your own adventure books but liked the concept of it and thought Id incorporate them in here :) TADA!

Option A

Was it spent with a select group of girlfriends who share the single status, a night out in a couple of venues where there would be much canoodling done by couples new and long standing. Did we dress up to the nines in eye catching enembles to remind the female part of the couples present how they used to be? How they used to act and how they owned the night. Did we dress to remind the male part of the couple that there are plenty of fish in the sea? Was this night planned to enjoy the fireworks that a wandering eye would cause. On a night where couples are on a romantic evening, did I end up paying for any drinks amid those bonded pairs?

Option B

Was it spent slaving away at work until deadlines were met which launched a new start of a subsidiary company? Where take out was ordered and jokes and laughter was shared between an ecclectic group of people. Where gossip ran rampant until everyone was caught up with what was happening in the life and times of the fortunate few who slipped away for a night of bliss with their significant other.

Option C

Was it spent lost in a neighbourhood without any means of communication as I carelessly left it lying on my desk obviously to make sure that I would see exactly where it is the next morning. Late for a dinner date. Unable to recall the 10 valuable digits to phone from a payphone. The drawback of cell phones is the lack of memorization involved. With the numerous amount of combinations that the number could have been. Did I resign myself to a Pub only to bump into a mistake of my lifes past?

Option D (because theres always an option D... isnt there?)

Was it spent in a luxurious location as a surprise from a male friend. Was it spent in various states of dress and undress? Was is spent determining who would cry out in surrender first? Was it testing all possible surfaces for the best places to... eat? Was it spent in a competitive nature of who would come out on top?

How was Darlings evening spent? Makes you wonder :) I hope you all had a pleasant if not wonderful evening.

dream, fantasy, truth or fiction 1B

...DFTF 1B

I leave Robbie with one last kiss and gently pull away from hands inching its way closer to my center. I take in the sight of the group, smile and wonder how the pairs will differ later in the evening. I walk around the various bodies around the bed and walk out into the hallway and into another room and spy on the bed 2 couples side by side in he same positions. I smile and see Kirks hips wrapped in Cassie's legs. I see Junes legs over Garys right shoulder.

I thought of the amount of people on the other bed and the space available on this one. Amused with the inequality of it all, I walk out in the hallway to bump into Robbie. I smile and say hello and he presses me against the wall and kisses me deeply. I pull away after that kiss and laugh saying 'its nice to see you too.' I wrap my hand around him and start to walk into the room. I tell him to follow and he does. We walk into the less crowded room and claim space in between the couples already on the bed. I turn around and crawl on all fours and giving myself to him that way with a look over my shoulder and a wiggle of my behind.

He teases me first and rubs himself over my center in a way that makes me fall to my elbows. I bite my lip and relish the shudder that my body gets when he slips himself all the way inside me. His grip on my hips tells me to brace myself as he pulls himself out almost all the way and pushing himself in quickly, over and over until I cry out with passion. Knowing that I cant keep it together longer, he continues his pace until I reach in between my legs from underneath and pull myself away enough that on his next push he rubs himself along the back of my hand.

I turn over and he crawls over me and very quickly returns to where he was. My legs are pushed wide apart for him and by him. I hear my breathing catch as he thrusts himself against me. My body wanting more. Hearing our bodies connect with every thrust I feel the bed bounce with our movements. I hear laughter and jokes go back and forth between the other couples. I cant focus on the words but I know they are enjoying themselves.

After Robbie getting a workout I hear to my left that they don't have any room left. It seems that Ive spread myself out and pushed them almost off the bed. I blush and tighten my arms around me and feel Robbie groan. I wonder if he is close. I press my ankles against him pulling him closer and I move my hips up and down over him which send delicious tingles in just the right area. I continue to push myself against him and he feels my orgasm building. I use him and think only of myself, wanting to find it myself and use my thrusts to bring me over the edge. I find the edge and soar over it to fall around smiles around me, thanking me for the audio stimulation. I laugh and with those parting words, I exit the room gloriously naked and sated.

I walk into the living room and notice Jake sitting on the dining room table head thrown back with Cathy on her knees in front of him. Neither of them notice me as their audience and I shrug to myself thinking, 'should I join?' I smile and shake my head thinking plenty more of that later. I walk around to the sun room and see Theresa and Sean kissing passionately as they sit in matching chairs that are facing each other. 'so romantic' is the thought that crosses my mind.

Not wanting to disturb them I walk back into the living room and see that they still wouldn't notice anything. I turn the corner and see Jason. We stop and talk for a minute. After a few minutes I poke his chest and turn to walk away. I look behind me and see him closely on my heels I lead him into a room seeing that the 2 couples have left the room, having the bed all to ourselves he and I sit on the edge and kiss gently, mouths softy touching and teasing. Long minutes spent kissing each other, then he lays me on my back and rubs his hands over my body all the way to my toes. He lifts my knees up and spreads them open. Leans down and licks me, hes teasing me.

He lets go of my legs and licks me with more force. Licks me with intent. With a plan. I know his plan. And I agree with his plan. He watches me as his tongue flicks over me. I see him watching me over the tips of my nipples and I reach in front of me to show him how much harder the peaks can get. He pauses and just watches while I show him, he shakes his head left to right to bring him back to his task but as he does that his tongue moves over me left to right. I gasp and press myself to him some more. I encourage him with my body language and praise him with moans and whimpers from my mouth.

My head presses back into and against the pillows as soon as he slipped fingers inside me and his tongue continues to torment me. His fingers find the sweet spot and makes me lift my hips off of the bed. He increases the speed and pressure over that sweet sweet spot and I cry out and shortly my body shudders back to the softness of the bed. He kisses where his fingers leave which shoots tingles up my spine.

He pushes my legs apart and rubs the length of him over me and I wiggle, trying to make the puzzle fit. Hes smiling over me knowing that I am slowly getting frustrated. I bite my lip and reach down and wrap my hand around him to pull him to where I want him. He presses himself into me slowly and in one thrust is all the way inside me. He doesn't move for a minute and I give him a tight hug and he moans and says 'that feels good' I do it again and push my hips up he grinds down into me which makes me gasp. I whisper the word 'again' and he grinds down into me and I whimper in delight.

Over and over he does it and I get closer to the point of orgasm. So is he with the things hes saying. Or is that him saying things. I look over the door and see that more people have entered. Watching. I cant concentrate. I want him to bring me to orgasm. Now. I tighten myself around him pull him close, wrap my body around him. My nails drag down his back and he arches over me and together we find our orgasm.

TBC...

I feel...

I feel cold in the shadows of tall buildings.
I feel cold when the weather is -30 with the windchill.
I feel cold when I am trying to distance myself mentally from people.
I feel cold when I step out of a sauna.

funnies

Dear Tech Support:

Last year I upgraded from Girlfriend version 7.0 to Wife version 1.0.

I soon noticed that the new program began unexpected child processing that took up a lot of space and valuable resources.

In addition, Wife 1.0 installed itself into all other programs and now monitors all other system activity.

Applications such as Poker Night 10.3, Football 5.0, Hunting and Fishing 7.5, and Racing 3.6!

I can't seem to keep Wife 1.0 in the background while attempting to run my favorite applications.

I'm thinking about going back to Girlfriend 7.0, but the uninstall does not work on Wife 1.0.

Please help!
Thanks, A Troubled User.
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REPLY:

Dear Troubled User:

This is a very common problem that men complain about. Many people upgrade from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0, thinking that it is just a Utilities and Entertainment program.

Wife 1.0 is an OPERATING SYSTEM.. You cannot go back to Girlfriend 7.0 because Wife 1.0 is designed to not allow this.

Look in your Wife 1.0 manual under Warnings-Alimony-Child Support. I recommend that you keep Wife1.0 and work on improving the situation.

I suggest installing the background application "Yes Dear" to alleviate software augmentation.

The best course of action is to enter the command C:\APOLOGIZE because ultimately you will have to give the APOLOGIZE command before the system will return to normal anyway.

Wife 1.0 is a great program, but it tends to be very high maintenance.

Wife 1.0 comes with several support programs, such as Clean and Sweep 3.0, Cook It 1.5 and Do Bills 4.2.

However, be very careful how you use these programs. Improper use will cause the system to launch the program Nag Nag 9.5 Once this happens, the only way to improve the performance of Wife 1.0 is to purchase additional software.

I recommend Flowers 2.1 and Diamonds 5.0!

WARNING!!! DO NOT, under any circumstances, install Secretary With Short Skirt 3.3.

This application is not supported by Wife 1.0 and will cause irreversible damage to the operating system.

Best of luck,
Tech Support

------------------------------------------------------------------- added Feb 14th

I should add that this isnt how I see relationships/marriage. Its just amusing that so may people agree that it is similar at times. I know it takes hard work and constant change and communication between people to make something grow and become stronger.

If it seems like Im against men somehow by putting these up. Im not. I love men of all kinds.

144 - just jot

I think I have to post more often and I should post about things that Ive been debating of posting or not. I cant decide. Why cant I decide? Because Im a nice person who does not so nice things sometimes. Ive thought of posting about my less than stellar self. But in everything I do I always think I am stellar. I guess I have doubts... sometimes.

I really should try and jot things down more so I dont forget them. Sometimes life just goes on fast forward and I dont get a moment to take a break and write things down so its down somewhere and theres more room for new things to be known, seen, remembered. To have a place to put memories down, share the memories and all that.

Sometimes I look back and think that things were going fast forward but really, it wasnt. Nothing happened, whether it was by choice or not. I dont know what it is. What it means. At some point Ill know. Its just not my time for it. Im not in a rush.

I know sometimes I think that I could have done so much more than what I did. That I didnt do as much as I thought I should have for that one day. Sometimes I want to do things that I didnt do. Out of the blue.

Some days those out of the blue moments happen. I just decide to go for it, why not!?

No one else has to live with it but me. Such is life...

143 - lesser or two evils

I get out of my car and see a man with 2 young children. I dont dare guess their ages. Im just thanking my lucky stars I dont have any at this time.

I lock my doors and walk away towards the bank. Theres something sinister about the night and the darkness sometimes.

'Hi, How are you? Long time no see!'

Shit I do know him. Do I? Im hoping hes talking to someone else. Nope hes talking t me. Great! This was bound to happen sooner or later. 'Hi how are you?' (I stand around awkwardly, planning an escape route. Look left to right and will the ground to open and swallow him up not me)

(sigh) Tap my foot impatiently on the ground. I hear 'good good, get in the car you two. In now!' I think thats too bad, keep them out so they can distract you and make you want to just get home or wherever it is you seem to have come from that outfitted you in something shiny and blue.

My thought continues and wonders why the world brings people to me when Its specifically people that I try not to be around. I seem to have this sick twisted luck. Someone up there likes to play with Darlings life. Its not the good fin kind of play either.

'So dont I get a hug?... (Im thinking huh? well... ok why not. I be my polite well brought up lady like self and do the double kiss which gets his attention and right away I think WRONG!! Shouldnt have initiated any form of touching. I did the kiss kiss thing that I have to rethink...

He isnt satisfied with that so he pulls me in, Im taken aback with the shock that it was such a wrong thing for me to do the double kiss to THIS guy, that, catching me off guard he reaches around me and palms my ass in his what I am sure was a greasy palm. AND he squeezes! Not the nice kind either. He squeezes as if hes making up for lost time...

Maybe like an old great aunt would if she hadnt seen you in years because she has very very thick glasses and calls you a different name other than what you were given at birth? Have one of those? Instead of her squeezing your ass its your cheek? That kind of feeling. (cringe)

So yeah. Im even more shocked now that he touched me in a way that was not expected much less wanted!

(inhale) This boy will self destruct in 3 blinks... blink... blink... blinks... waiting gleefully for combustion and sparks. Nothing. The world is not on my side this night.

'So, what have you been up to?'I hear myself saying in a tone that doesnt solicit more conversation. 'Just working and yeah I just got off work and im here with the kids... shopping. Do you live nearby?

Sirens of all sorts start going off in my head and I think 'Darling, you could say no, youre just in the neighborhood to use the bank. What comes out of my mouth. I look at my house, and a brilliant thing ... my hand goes up and waves in the opposite direction and say ' nearby yes, you?'

Why do I keep talking?!?!?! And what has happened to my legs??! Why arent they walking away?!

Someone would be slapping me now (not to mention earlier, and about a few months ago if my life were a cartoon)

Victory!! I didnt tell him my house was in visual distance (I allow myself a silent snicker... not the chocolate bar, the he he he kind)

So he tells me that hes thought of me a lot and wants to know if Im still in the same place.(work) LIE! 'No im not', wow that was easy! 'Oh where are you working now?' Im working downtown now. HA try to find me.

FLASHBACK of man who found me at work by calling number after number in the phonebook. My triumph is shortlived with that memory

'Well I never got your number that time. Id like to have it' hmmmm really dont want to, know I wont give it to him so I just say 'Hmmm, no' This does not deter this man. 'Well it would be nice to have it so I can call you. I had a lot of fun and want to get together. You know how I like to be adventurous.' Like THAT is going to get me excited about giving him my number.

Im thinking... Come on memory... was there enough of him to be adventurous?!? Cant have been as I declined 90% of the things he suggested that time. Its ALL crashing back in waves and Im being pushed back with the 'ick ' of it all.

First let me say he was dressed in a bright blue track suit. At 10pm!!! I have nothing against bright blue tracksuits. I do have something against them when people wear them IN PUBLIC! and its so not a good idea when youre trying to pick up someone that you might have been in a questionable situation with.

Its a big NO. Do Not Pass Go. Do Not collect 200$ Get thee to the jailhouse! Well I wasnt impressed with anything at this encounter... And please dont even think or mention what could have brought me to unsaid questionable situation involving bright blue tracksuit wearing man.

Well, back to unfortunate incident of the night, 'why dont I get your number?' errr 'well I think we see each other enough that we dont need it.'

Remind me to post about my annoyance with how Ibump into people that I culd really do without seeing as often as I do.

Its time to end this freaky chapter of the day, 'Well Ive got to go, Im running late' He says 'Hey are you married?' I should have said yes, but something tells me that that answer wouldnt have done anything to disuade him from his goal. The goal in this case being me (sigh) sadly.

'Uh, no Im not, but Ive got to go' I turn to walk away and leave him with a 'take care' and under my breath I slap my thigh and chastise myself for getting into things that bring me to situations like that. I mutter how strange and keet muttering until I walk in front of a car whose occupants stare at me as I talk to myself. (oops)

Silently!

Ok so I do my banking and in the middle of it I lean back far enough over the side walls of privacy to peek and see if his minivan is still around. Nope gonzo! YES!

I finish up and walk out to my car. Start it and think what an odd night. I hope someone up there is having a good laugh. :) I think what a story this would make when I tell my girlfriends. Another classic Darling tale for sure.

So I drive out and Since I dont live too far from that bank Im home in 1.5 minutes from where I was parked. I check out my rearview mirror and see a white Jeep, right on my tail. Jacka$$! Oh well Im home. I dont need anymore strange occurences for the night.

I pull into my driveway and the Jeep pulls up in my neighbors lane and I think 'Thank goodness I didnt do anything' Its good to be home after a long day. I get out of the car and GUESS WHO WALKS OUT OF THE JEEP?!

Damn. He does live nearby too! OMG yuck. This has gone too far. Im pretty annoyed now and just look at him over my car and ask 'what are you doing?' he starts apologizing right away about how he thought I might have seen him flash his higbeams at me and he thought that I was pulling over for him (as if) 'Err no I wasnt. Why would I want to do that? I thought I made it clear that I didnt want anything with you tonight?'

'Well yeah but I thought we could talk for a little while. I dropped off the kids and came right back and I thought if I saw you it was meant to be' The idea of fate does funny things to people. This is not funny. Im freaked out that he knows where I live.

'Look tonights just not a good night, I am not looking for anything and its kind of freaky that you followed me home. He starts to protest that he didnt know it was home I was pulling into. 'Whatever' I cut him off. Look really its strange.

He goes off about how hes not a crazy stalker/crazy/weird guy. He would never come here without my permission. OMG like that would ever happen!

He also says that he knows he looks bad dressed the way he is and the way hes sporting a 5 o clock shadow (more like a 2 day shadow to me) He says that usually women are running after him. Im about to laugh in his face. He obviously doesnt know me but wants to. He corrects himself as he just realized how pompous he sounds. Making excuses about not looking good and timing just being bad and and and...

I dont spend more time with him. He just asks me again for my number and I say no. I just turned and walked away saying Ive got to go.

Inside my house. Im freaking out.

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(thats me freaking out)

Buts its helping to have written about it. Kinda damn funny actually. So I sit here typing all this out and Im hoping that you have all been amused by one or two things in this post.

So the lesser of two evils... give the poor guy a number, any number, that should satisfy him for the time being. Its better then him knowing where I live. Does it have to be my number? He could very well enjoy a pizza when hes connected. (giggles)

No worries. I know I have a reason to be freaked out as he knows where I live. BUT this isnt where Ill be living in the near future (wink)

Im moving remember... which is another update that is coming.

To...

To...

Its been a while, Im not sure what it is. Im not sure if its me, or what. I apologize if its something I said. If it was something I said, I wish I never said it. Would it be awful if I said I miss you. Probably shouldnt even mention that, but its there. I do.

I know you must be busy, we're all busy. I know I cant be on your mind all the time a much as I would like to think I am. I know thats not the case.

What do I miss? Knowing whats on your mind, having you share with me your thoughts on this and that. You sharing something new with me, knowing that it would make me think. Sharing your unique views.

Opening my mind to situations and possibilities. Making me want to be something, someone. Better. Just more.

I just miss it. Whatever it gave me, this thing between us. If there was even a thing. Made me smile.

Ive no idea whats on your mind, I dont belong there. I just like it when you invite me in and bring me to a place that I feel comfortable in.

For that, I thank you.

Darling

(darn not knowing... lol but in its own way sometimes its the best :)

I feel...

I feel awkward when I am in church.
I feel awkward dealing with death and sickness.
I feel awkward not giving money to all those that are homeless.
I feel awkward when I somehow bump into people I am trying to avoid.
I feel awkward saying something that might hurt someone.
I feel awkward when I am not dressed appropriately.
I feel awkward when I should say something and dont.