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The English Girl

2006-03-23T13:55:00.000-08:00

Well, I went back an old wellspring. I have dabbled a bit (perhaps more than a bit) in the D/s scene. I put the life and activities of an active Dom involved with a sub on the shelf almost two years ago.

But the desire to pick it back up has been in my thoughts since the end of LD. Then, LD and I had serious Dom/sub undercurrents working in our relationship. But it was a Top/bottom rather than a Dom/sub relationship.

Ok, we shall call her F. Sorry, but the whole "f" reference to a sub in writing is too sophomoric for me. I apologize in advance to those of you who disagree.

F is an English girl. Red hair, brown eyes. Married and very much a submissive. Perhaps too much of a pain slut for me to handle, but we have agreed to play and see how it goes.

So, I went missing

2006-03-14T13:16:00.000-08:00

For awhile I pondered abandoning this blog. After my last post in December, the holidays and work kept me busy beyond belief. Then I began to feel--well--guilty.

Yes, guilty. Guilty that I wasn't posting. Not that I think anyone is actually reading this, nor cares if I ever again update it or not. But, I felt a big guilty that I had started something and seemed to have lost interest. See, I am a huge fan of the blogs. There are so many great ones, ones that I envy, and you would think the least I could do is simply keep mine current.

Yeah, yeah...guilt sucks and all of that. Still, I just sort of slid down that little slope and thought simply abandoning this blog was my out. Fuck it. This is my blog, and I will do as I please with it.

As for LD, it ended over a week ago. We just sort of drifted apart after the a very hot and intense three months. Then came "the call." She said she felt guilty about the time our trysts took from her family and work. Whatever.

I think it was more that she had a little fun as a bad, slutty, nasty girl and simply grew bored with our relationship. But...our mutual promise to one another was if and when the other wanted out, then there would be no histrionics. So, I wished her well, admitted I would miss her, and told her if she ever wanted to walk back in the door that is would most likely be open.

Happy Holidays To All

2005-12-22T17:32:00.000-08:00

I will be gone for over a week. I hope your holidays are safe, fulfilling, and fun. I hope Santa found you. I hope you had an erotic adventure of some sort.

I will leave you with this. LD and I agree it will be painful not to see each other for over a week. More painful than I think we imagined. So for the past two days we have simply fucked each other silly. We have had wild, loud bouts at my office and quiet, urgent and quick pairings in a private meeting space at her office building.

I have to say that at the end of 2005 I found not only a lover who is equal in libido, adventurous spirit and talent, but who is also a simply exceptional lady.

Sherrie, my former long time lover, is dropping by to see me tomorrow. Sherrie is simply the woman I was meant to love, and who I will never have again. Not because of anything either of us have done or said, but simply because life and cimcumstances do not allow it.

So on that happy note, cheer up! Drinks are on me. Just tell the bartender I will pick up the tab when I get back.

Grateful

2005-12-20T12:05:00.000-08:00

Call it a sign of maturity or enlightenment. But I like an experienced lover. A woman whose sexual experience is profound, and who knows her way around a man's body.

Specifically, today, I am grateful that her first boyfriend let her suck his cock and learn early on that she loved it.

I am grateful for blowjob she gave that went poorly, and she resigned herself to perfect her technique.

I am grateful for every blowjob she gave that went well.

I am grateful for every blowjob she ever gave that allowed her to refine, practice and experiment.

Because today I am the very happy beneficiary today of all that experience.

Can you guess what happened to me today?

This One Bombed

2005-12-18T07:15:00.000-08:00

I dabble in erotica. I publish, at times, at Literotica. I wrote this one day when I was thinking about the perfect blowjob. Perfect for me, at least. Anyway, the vote count was middlin' and I received one comment. All in all, it was a big yawner over at Literotica. Still, I really enjoyed it and since a blowjob is on my mind this Sunday morning I share it with you.

Bon Appetit, my sweet.

Hi, baby. Welcome.

Now get on your knees, Sugar. Yes, right here in the hallway. Let me get out of these pants. Cup my balls in your soft, feminine hands. Feel the weight of them in your palm, heavy with cum. Kiss and lick my balls as you hold them. Feel my hard, warm cock on your pretty face.Take my cock and rub it around your cheeks, chin and nose. Don't forget to run it across your lips. Let me feel your hot breath. Give the head of my cock a tentative little kiss.

Kiss it again. Look at it, study it. Then kiss it again. Then lick and kiss the shaft as you continue to cup my heavy, sagging balls with your delicate hand.Look up at me and tell me what you are going to do. Tell me you need me to cum for you. Tell me this is as much for you as it is for me. Let me know you think my cum is the most wonderful thing I can give to you. Be a nasty little girl, my nasty little girl, as only you can be. Take me in your mouth slowly. Just take a little. Allow the head of my cock to slip past your sweet, full lips. Then hold the head of my cock in your mouth and swirl your tongue around space where the shaft of my cock meets the head...that area where all the nerve endings are located. That area, a circle of skin where the nerve endings are just below the skin, is the equivalent of your clit. You know how my tongue on your clit drives you crazy. You know what to do.Begin taking more and more of my cock into your mouth. Oh, don't forget to keep swirling your velvet tongue.

Look up at me. Look me in the eye as you suck my cock and feel the unspoken desire, lust and passion that easily passes between us.Take my cock out of your mouth. It is hard and wet. Lightly stroke it by forming a circle with your thumb and forefinger and tell me anything and everything. Drop down into that sexy little girl voice of yours—you know the one, the one that makes my heart skip a beat on the phone. You know at this moment you have total control over me. Tell me a quick hot story, or a fantasy you have. Or tell me this is the cock you were meant to suck. Or tell me in graphic detail that you want me to cum in your mouth. Tell me how my cum tastes, and that you want it.

Take me back in your mouth, and take me deep. Let me hear you timing your breath as you suck me. Did I just hear a little gurgle? Is that you slurping? Do I see a hint of drool slipping out of your mouth? I like to watch your pretty face moving back and forth, and your soft, long hair swaying as I fill your mouth.Can you hear me talking to you? I am urging you to suck my cock, telling you how wonderful your mouth, tongue and dainty hands feel to me. Feel my hands gently grasp your hair and guide your motions. Feel my hands running through your hair and caressing your cheeks. Feel my fingers as I play with your nipples. Do you like that? You do?

Then take a hand and reach down between your legs. Feel how wet you are as you kneel before me and suck me. Go ahead, rub your clit for me. Stick a finger, stick two, inside your pussy. Get your fingers really wet. Soak your fingers in your exquisite wetness. You know how much I adore the way you taste. Extend your hand up to my mouth and trace my lips with your wet fingertips until I take them in my mouth and lick and suck them clean. Do it again. And again. Feed me, you nasty little girl. Feed me as I feed you. Feed me your wanton desire. I want to feast on it.

Can you feel my ass tightening and my back stiffening? Can you feel my grasp becoming stronger? I am going to cum, baby. I am going to cum in your mouth while you rub your pussy. Smile your inward smile from the knowledge you have taken me to the point of release and ecstasy. Feel the first involuntary jerk and spasm of my entire body. Run your hands up my chest with you palms against my nipples. Or hold my hands tightly as I my hips quickly and forcefully buck my cock in and out of your wet, waiting mouth.Savor the first eruption of my cum. Listen to me as I tell you—no, I am yelling for you-- to take it, to take my cum. I am roaring for you to take it all. Two, three, four bursts fill your mouth.

Will you swallow each explosion? Maybe you will let it drool out of your wonderful, hot, silky mouth and down your chin and neck and on to your chest. Don't worry about your dress, you nasty thing. I will take it to the cleaners for you tomorrow.

I remember the time you held my cum in your mouth until I was spent, then you put you head on my stomach and gently spit out my cum. I remember how you let it slowly and softly slip from your lips and how warm it felt on my skin. I remember how you then put your cheek in our mix of my cum and your saliva, and slowly started licking and lapping it back up as you looked up at me. Maybe you will try to hold as much of it as you can. Then look up at me, open your mouth, and show me my cum on your tongue. Show me the proof that you are indeed a nasty little girl who has done a good job. Then watch as I lean down and kiss you, deeply, feeling and tasting my cum.

Take my cock back in your mouth. Be gentle with me. Suck and nurse my cock softly because I am overly stimulated and too much contact is painful. It passes shortly. Clean me up. Cleanse my cock with you mouth. Keep rubbing your clit. Get your little pussy good and wet for me, because in just a second I am going to lift you up, sit you on the table, get on my knees and return the favor.

7 Shopping Days Until Christmas

2005-12-17T13:07:00.000-08:00

Have you gotten your naughty good girl or boy their Xmas gift yet?

I am a last minute Xmas shopper, and I always have been. I am not a procrastinator by nature, but I always wait until a week out to start. I think I thrive on the pressure.

Without too much detail, I saw LD today in a very unusual setting. We have a commuinty based organization here that collects toys for needy families. Today volunteers pick up toys and a turkey to deliver to familes across town. LD is also involved in this operation, and has been for years.

This may make your jaw drop, but I am a Boy Scout leader and our troop loads the turkeys into the volunteer's cars. Up at 5 am, out in the cold setting up pallets of frozen turkeys (we give away a total of 5,000 turkeys--this is a huge operation), setting up the drive thru lanes, and at 8 am the operation begins and until 1 we load turkeys into a line of never ending cars. It is hard work, and some of the most rewarding work that can be had. Until this year, LD and I never had any idea that we were both involved with this happening. It was nice to have her come by to my area for a quick little innocent chat as I loaded turkeys. We both agreed it was a bit surreal. But nice.

Tomorrow I need to get LD her Christmas presents. I am going to get her something naughty (a pink teddy) and something nice (her favorite perfume).

Come here and whisper in Santa's ear and tell him ALL about it. Whatever it is.

Perhaps It's The Feel of Wool?

2005-12-16T09:33:00.000-08:00

Yeah, I wish this was a picture of your loyal scribe. Sadly, I need a bit more generously cut suit. Not too much, but this one isn't quite my size. Now, if I ever start seriously training again it could be my size.

Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Get on with it, already. And get over yourself.

Ok, ok. Today I am thinking about a recurring event in my life. To wit, many of the women I have had the great pleasure of knowing** encourage me to have sex with them while wearing a suit. Some have specifically requested it, and some have reacted in the most pleasurable of ways when surprised. But they say fucking while I am dressed in a suit (bent over, skirt/dress flipped up or pants and panties pulled down) is hot, hot, hot.

And the funny thing for me is that it is not that big a deal. It isn't a fetish. It isn't something I seek out. Unless requested, every time I have had sex while in a suit was due to either a primal, urgent need for my girl that couldn't be denied, or because a great opportunity for sex somewhere highly inappropriate presented itself to me. What I was wearing had no bearing. Then, I am a guy and as a rule we tend not to overthink things when offered a bout of pussy.

Their reasons vary. Some like the idea of being taken by a man wearing a suit. Some, with a keen understanding of men's fashion, like the idea of being taken by a man in an expensive suit. Some like the simple unrestrained need for sexual release--"Just unzip those pinstriped pants and fuck me to see if I am wet for you." One girl never gave it a thought until it happened and discovered it was a really hot trigger for her. I think she ended up taking out an associate membership in the accountants society just so she could go to the annual convention. Perhaps a not too funny joke, but the point is she REALLY got into it.

One girl asked me if it made me hotter to have sex while wearing my suit. Not in my jeans and tshirt, or slacks and polo shirt, or shorts and tank top. I think she was hoping for some sort of response about feeling powerful and successful. I think I disappointed her when I said it really didn't. Her willing availability and desire to fuck without even bothering to take off our clothes, that is what makes it hot for me.

But the reaction I get isn't quite the same if I am wearing, say, shorts, flip flops and a ball cap. Think "here?" versus "here!"

But if I turn it around, all things being equal, I do rather enjoy lifting the hem of woman's expensive dress or suit. Sliding her hose and panties down to her ankles, seeing her stand there in her little pumps up against the wall or bent over a piece of furniture. Her spreading her legs as much as she can without tearing her hose in half, and wondering if she will shred them anyway? Then, it is pretty hot to pool a girl's jeans around her athletic shoes and just pull her panties aside. Then again, it is also pretty hot to lift up the little tshirt she sleeps in while knowing you will not find any panties.

Then, again it is pretty hot to......well, this could go on and on.

Awwww, who really cares why? The fact is that a girl can find it hot. I shouldn't over think it as long as it is my suit.

**Note: Not that I have known a great many women. My fair share, but not a great many. Not that I wouldn't enjoy knowing a great many. Damn the advent of casual office attire!

You're Rock Candy Baby; Hot, Sweet and Sticky

2005-12-15T16:43:00.000-08:00

I had forgotten the Montrose song in the title of this post until today, aka The Stripper National Anthem.

Some new found sage advice. If your lover has expressed an interest in going to a strip club and you have filed it under "things to do," then put it at the very top of the "to do today" list.

LD arrived at my office about 9:30 this morning. Now, since this was LD's requested birthday present I wanted the entire day to be perfect. She sat with her feet in my lap as I worked, and I rewarded her with a long foot massage, including lotion. She surprised me with a little ritual; whenever I was on the phone she would suck my cock. "Ring," and LD was at my zipper. I reach for the phone and the girl was on her knees. I hung up, and my cock came out of her mouth. Little tease, if I was going to cum it was going to be while I was on the phone!

See why this woman is my lover? It is exactly something I would have done to her.

So before departing for the club I decided I need LD in the perfect frame of mind. I told her to take off her jeans and panties, sit back in the chair and spread her legs wide for me. A few minutes of oral and she exploded. As she watched, I took my finger from her pussy and ran it along my jawline. I told her I wanted to go there smelling like her.

Jump to the chase. We arrive, order drinks and watch. The place does a decent lunch business, but thankfully was a bit slow today. LD pronounced the first two dancers as too skinny, but I let her watch as I showed her what $5 at the stage bought.

She was a bit breathless when I got back. It really, really turned her one to watch that girl run her tits over my dress shirt, play with the crotch of her little thong, etc...Then "Desire" came out. She was a bit on the older side (she later proclaimed to be 43 to us), but beautiful. Solidly built and no bad tit job (there are some pretty bad but obviously cheap plastic surgeons in my town), pretty long soft brunette hair, and C cup tits. LD said she looked like a real woman and pronounced her the most attractive in the club. I urged her to take $5 and to tip her, but LD was shy. So, I wander back to the stage, tip Desire, point to where LD and I are sitting, and explain that I have brought my lover here for her birthday.

Nothing, nothing in the world, makes a stripper's eyes light up like the words "birthday present."

Anyway, LD was torn about how she would feel to watch me receive a table dance. Part of her thought it would be beyond hot, but she also thought it might piss her off. About halfway through the dance I look over to her, and the hot, sexy wink and huge grin tells me this is going quite well. I mouthed to her "I want to fuck you. Not her. YOU."

LD literally closed her eyes and sighed.

Desire then proceeds to dance for LD. LD got the lap dance most men dream about. Desire ran her hands over LD tits, she put her hand between her crotch and rubbed LD's jeans until she announced them wet. Three dances later and LD appeared pretty frazzled. We bought Desire a drink, and the girls chatted. It was kind of fun and cute to watch. I bought LD one more dance, during which I saw LD whisper into Desire's ear.

"What did you tell her?" I asked on the way out.
"I told her that we were married, but not to each other. This is the man who takes care of me physically"

I thought "OH MY GOD! Ok, settle down..we will never see this girl again. This is NOT a threat. THE FUCK IT ISN'T. No, no...who does she have to tell? No one knows you here. Actually, that was kind of hot..." This is what ran through my head in a split second--from pure fear to being totally cool with it. So I had to ask what Desire replied.

"She said 'I know.' "

Merry Christmas and a very happy New Year to every stripper girl in the world. Seriously.

So during the short drive all LD can talk about is how hot it was, and how badly she wants a woman to join us. LD said she made the decision, while watching Desire rub her head on my stomach and tease as if she was sucking cock, that when she had her first girl experience it was now a requirement I be present and an active participant.

How hot is that? And I haven't even been laid yet today!

But LD shortly changed that for me. A bit buzzed, and as hot and horny as all hell, the girl started peeling off her sweater and bra in the hallway of my building as soon as we got off the elevator. Before I had the door closed she was half way out of her jeans. She fucked me, hard, in the middle of out little reception area. I ate her pussy until I literally chapped my lips. All the time it was talking about how hot it was for her at the club, how hot it would be if Desire were here...etc. Just lots of hot and nasty talk to go with our hot and nasty sex.

In the end I came all over LD's tits, neck and face (per her request!) and did that thing that makes her "all swoony." I scooped my cum off of her skin and fed it to her. Then I licked my cum between kissing her.

A note about me, then; I am not afraid or disgusted with sharing my cum. Yeah, I'll taste it and it doesn't freak me out. Just the opposite, LD and I both agree the mixture of moisture from her pussy and my cum is delicious in its intimacy.

I also did something that turned out to be VERY hot and romantic, and I simply did it on a whim because I thought it would be cute. On the way out the door I picked up a book of matches. When we got back to the office I took a pen and inside the cover I wrote...

"To the hottest, most sexy girl in the club. You are the one I wanted as I watched."

If I may say so, sometimes I can have my "totally rock" moments.

Whew!

2005-12-15T15:07:00.000-08:00

It has been the hottest, most sexually intense day of my life.

More to follow when I can.

Surprise!

2005-12-14T11:43:00.000-08:00

LD paid me a surprise during lunch today. I had a feeling she might not be able to contain herself until tomorrow. Not with the partner out-of-town and knowing I had the office to myself.

What can I say? The sex was hot, as always. I had to cancel a lunch for her, and I did it gladly. I took her right here in my office. We started with her sitting in my chair as I ate her, and ended with us fucking on my desk. Yeah, we did the whole bend her over the desk thing, too. But our heights are just not right. If she was about two or three inches taller, or I was a couple of inches shorter it would work much better. But it is worth a little discomfort to bend her over the desk and fuck for a bit as we both look out over downtown. An astute reader would recommend I buy her a sexy pair of CFM heels.

She called me as she drove back to her office, and her giggling complaint was I had created quite a mess in her black lace panties. She said we would enjoy the sensation for the rest of the afternoon at work. Me, leaking out of her and into her panties.

It is very cool to have this blog, and to share with you. Whoever you are. If anyone is really reading this.

Tomorrow should be interesting, to say the least

2005-12-14T06:46:00.000-08:00

So how do I tell you this in a way that doesn't sound like pure fantasy?

LD's birthday was the last week, but she asked me for a special birthday present. Tomorrow I am taking her to lunch at an upscale strip club. Her request.

LD is extremely bi-curious. She has been since college, but has yet to take action. She felt she missed her chance to explore and experiment during her college years. And she feels her husband harshly judges her for having a desire to sexually explore with another woman. So she thought her opportunity had passed her by.

It is stating the obvious to say I highly encourage her to explore this avenue of her sexuality if that is what she wants.

We have eased into this slowly. It is important to me that LD knows this is for her and about her, and not me taking advantage of her curiosity to have a hot threesome. We began by exchanging hot fantasies about another woman would be like for her, and us, during sex. She has opened a new profile at the internet where we met and is seeking a woman.

It is her call--or I should say their mutual call--if I am involved or not. Either way, I am cool with the decision. Now don't get me wrong; in my heart of hearts I so want to be a part of that. But again, this is for and about LD and not me. A part of her thinks she would feel safer with me there, but another part thinks she wants to be able to totally focus on the other woman.

In the meantime, LD wants me to take her to a strip club. She has never been before. She thinks it would be so hot to watch a girl dance for me, and to have a girl dance for her as I watch. So I am fully prepared to pay for as many lap dances for her, and us, as we can handle. This is likely to be the best money I have spent in quite sometime.

And why tomorrow? Why not sometime last week? Or on her actual birthday. Well, there is good reason. My partner is out of the office and traveling for the next couple of days. LD is taking the entire day off from work tomorrow and spending it with me, right here in my office. There are only two of us here in my office. And my office is a condo that has been converted to an office, so we have ample privacy and spectacular view of downtown. So, we can race back here and spend the rest of the afternoon fucking.

And a long bout of very hot, intense sex will be in order after a couple of drinks and some lap dances for the both of us.

Wouldn't you agree?

25 Words or Less

2005-12-13T08:26:00.000-08:00

I am appropriating this concept from Figleaf. The concept is to describe, in 25 words or less, a sexual trigger for you. Forgive me for not being original but this looks like fun.

Sherrie in her panties at the mirror. Watching as she reapplies her makeup. Her hair is still quite a wreck. Her nipples are still hard. (25 words)

Lunch Date

2005-12-12T11:33:00.001-08:00

We can be so high schoolish sometimes.

Two mature, successful, professional people planning to fuck like high school kids without a place to go. Shameless, I know. Scandalous, if anyone else knew.

I pick up LD for lunch, and take her to the top floor of her parking garage for an all too brief fuck. This was one of those sort of risky, just-take-the-edge-off -for-me-Sugar kind of deals that we both enjoy at times. Just a quickie, darlin.' We were both game for it.

Ever feel that way? Even need one of those kind of fucks where all you really want is just to be physically connected with your lover? A who-cares -who-cums-I-just-need-to-feel-you sort of pairing?

So I park and tell her to join me in the back of my SUV. I simply lift her skirt and admire her pink panties. I slid them off of her, and immediately started licking her clit. I informed LD early this morning what I planned for her, and let her stew on it between meetings. It was a good idea, because I was greeted with a very wet pussy belonging to a very horny girl. I licked and sucked her clit while massaging her gspot with a finger for a bit.

Then I simply unzipped my pants and entered her. Slowly, ever so slowly, almost gently, we start to fuck. Soon our nasty talk begins. About how wrong is it was of her to be fucking me. How wrong it was for me to be fucking her in my SUV in her parking garage. That we have to hurry. She told me what a nasty little girl she becomes when I am around her.

I finished LD off with my tongue and finger. I wanted to smell her on my face and hands. I like to smell--to reek, actually--of her.

We ate at a new and fairly decent Mexican food restaurant. I recommend the chicken mole. Driving LD back my hands found their way up her skirt and between her legs. She was still very wet, and said I had just managed to take the edge off a very sharp need with our risky, nasty little tryst.

We plan to do it right on Thursday.

Pink Panties

2005-12-11T19:10:00.000-08:00

Aren't they just adoreable? Not so much the above, but pink panties on any woman. Pink panties and white thigh high hose? Waiter, check please!

LD has a pair of lace pink panties that I love on her. Until her, I never really had much a fetish regarding the color of a woman's panties. I have always been a big fan of panties, but never really cared about the color. But pink suits LD. And now I think pink panties would look hot on any woman.

I am having lunch with LD tomorrow, and I requested she wear her pink panties for me. She will. Under her skirt. And she will show me. And something hot will happen--it almost always does. And LD and I haven't been able to play for almost a week. We are both very restless.

But we have a big week planned. Oh, you do want to stay tuned for Thursday.

I love Vargas girls

2005-12-11T13:48:00.000-08:00

They were a part of my first taste of illicit sex. When I would sneak peeks at my dad's Playboy magazines. I guess with the advent of internet porn most adolecent boys miss out on this old fashioned medium. But I always thought Alberto Vargas' girls were as hot, or hotter, than the Playboy Bunnies.

So who exactly is LD?

2005-12-10T15:27:00.000-08:00

LD is my lover. My illicit, married with one child, hot, nasty adulteress. She has very nice tits, large but not obscene. She looks like her heritage; a very pretty brunette but German Earth Mother with large tits for nursing and wide hips for bearing children.

We met the in the most charming of the now old-fashioned way ; an internet sight for adults looking for sexual connections. Charming, isn't it? What initially attracted us to one another was we seemed to possess something most others there were lacking, that being a high degree of intelligence. A few chats, emails and a lunch and we came to the conclusion that the other was not insane or a homewrecker. From there, it only seemed logical to take the other out for a test drive.

LD, to me, is quite striking. I enjoy a full figured woman, and she has a delightful, pretty face and beautiful brown eyes. And there is almost nothing she won't do sexually. We share the "limits," which is to say very few. LD also had a very unexpected surprise in store for me the first time we fucked. For a woman that has given birth vaginally, she has a very tight pussy. Some women retain a level of tightness, others do not. This is not a judgment. The tightness of a woman's pussy is to men what dick size is to women--you only have what you have, and sex isn't just about physical characteristics (or at least shouldn't be, for some it is...to each their own).
But not only is LD tight, but she has amazing muscle control and can really clamp down and milk my cock whenever she chooses. I think this is a genetic ability. I have known women who thought they had it, and women who have tried. But LD is the first woman who really had the ability and knows how to use it. Since I enjoy tight pussy as much as any man, this is a true blessing to me.

But what really makes LD hot is her attitude. She is willing to do anything, anywhere. She is horny all the time and never misses an opportunity to tell me or show me. We also click on other levels, such as intellectual capacity, sense of humor and levels of trust. We just "get" each other, and we both agree we are the lover the other was searching for but didn't believe existed. We also share the same sense of wanting to find naughty trouble together and manage the risk.

Really, I feel like a real partner in crime.

Meet me for a drink

2005-12-09T20:37:00.000-08:00

A couple of weeks ago LD and I decided to meet for a drink after work. We met at the bar at a hotel downtown. We chatted, had cocktails and generally enjoyed each other's company before we went to our respective homes.

Before going to get our cars from the valet we decided to explore a bit. We saw a number of meeting rooms on the same floor as the bar. The rooms, all unoccupied, we set and ready for the next day's meetings. I took LD by her hand and led her into one of the rooms. I pushed her up against the wall and jerked her dress up over her hips as we kissed. My finger traced the outline of her pussy over her panties, slowly stroking and making the lace wet.

I broke our embrace and told LD to sit in one of the meeting chairs. Then I told her to slid her panties down to her ankles. I stood over LD and told her to masturbate for me as I watched. She blushed a bright red and spread her legs. She rubbed her pussy and split her lips to show me her hard clit.

As she masturbated I alternated kissing her and whispering in her ear. I told LD this was all very wrong, very naughty. I told her what a nasty little girl she was for doing this. She continued to masturbate as she whispered to me that she was such a slut just for me. That she was a nasty little girl just for me. She told me how she wanted to be my nasty little girl, and how she wasn's supposed to be masturbating for me...but that she was, and she loved it.

"Shhhh...cum for me Angel, but you have to be a quiet girl. We can't have them hear us. Quiet, Sugar, shhhhhhhh...." Her panties around her ankles, LD fucked herself with her hand and came with her face buried in my stomach. She got her makeup all over my white dress shirt. We kissed awhile longer until she recovered from an intense climax. She pulled her panties back up and said she really needed to go home.

I waited outside the ladies' room for her as she touched up her make up and fixed her hair. I seriously contemplated going in there to fuck her, knowing she would let me. But we both needed to get home, and I play the role of "time keeper" for us. Her fingers still smelling of her delightful pussy, we walked downstairs hand-in-hand and asked for our cars.

I have so many adventures to share with you about LD and I. Damn if that girl is a fantasy come true. I may be cheating. I may be fucking a woman who I am not supposed to be fucking. Hell, it may all come to a bad end but I don't think it will. This girl--this 39-year-old woman--is the hottest, most erotic, most willing and seductive lover ever to grace my life.

50 Things About Me

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1) I am a straight, 44 year-old married white male.
2) I am having a very hot extramarital affair. It is not my first. Not by a long shot.
3)If you disapprove, then know I could care less what you think, believe or worship.
4) If I had to do all over again I would have become a trauma surgeon.
5) If you see me at the 7-11 you would think I look like a typical white Republican.
6) My politics are way left, and I back up my beliefs with action.
7) I adore the smell and taste of pussy. I like a woman to mark me with her scent.
8) I am a leg man.
9) I think everyone ought to read three books; "The Jungle" by Upton Sinclar and "The Fixer" by Bernard Malamud, and "Emergency Care in the Streets."
10) I didn't get any pussy at all until I was almost 20.
11) The morning I did lose my virginity I was horribly hungover.
12) I got my first blowjob at 21, and my most recent was within the last 10 days--regardless of whenever you read this--assuming I am alive.
13) I have finished 4 marathons, completed two century rides, run more half marathons than I can remember and I never did anything athletic until I was 39.
14) When I fuck, I cum the hardest when doing it doggy.
15) I can take or leave anal sex.
16) I seek out inappropriate places and times to have sex with my lover.
17) The woman I am having the affair with is also married.
18) The woman I am having the affair with has the most amazingly tight pussy.
19) The woman I am having the affair with will never leave home for me, nor I for her. It is our pact.
20) I am so fair skinned that I have to wear SPF 35 or above.
21) I have, at best, an average sized cock.
22) I have exceptional stamina.
23) The highest compliment ever paid me was when a woman slapped me on the top of my head and screamed "God! You Rock. You So Fuckin' Rock" as I ate her.
24) I have a Dom streak that I indulge at times. I am more than a top.
25) I am a trained writer, and dabble in erotica. Some of it is good, some of it is drivel.
26) I think in many areas of my life I am amoral, but not immoral.
27) I wish I had studied more philosophy in college.
28) I may be an untrue, cheating cad of a husband, but I am one hell of a good father.
29) I think my effective tax rate is to low. And I do not cheat on my taxes.
30) I love bar-b-que, especially pork ribs. Texas style bbq.
31) I don't get NASCAR, but I am a big football and baseball fan.
32) It is amazing and very humbling how little I truly know.
33) It is more amazing how much can truly be known.
34) I still masturbate, even when I am getting all the sex I could hope for. Masturbation soothes me; it has been my companion for so long now I can't leave it behind. Sometimes jacking off is like that first cup of coffee in the morning..soothing, comforting and invigorating.
35) Sometimes I think I am a sex addict. I counter this by telling myself I am a sensualist who collects experiences.
36) I have had dealings with prostitutes, but not in the last 10 years.
37) I lost 50 lbs through diet and exercise. On my own.
38) To my knowledge, I do not have any repressed homosexual desires. I could never be the bi part of a threesome; the idea of sex with a guy just doesn't do anything for me. And Godspeed to all of you that enjoy it--be true to yourself.
39) I once knew a guy that wanted to fuck me. I was 23 and we worked together. I just told him thanks for the interest, but I had no desire "to see what I was missing."
40) I was a volunteer firefighter and EMT for three years from 1979 to 1981. While my EMT license lapsed years and years ago, I still keep a kit ready in my car and always will.
41) My favorite colors are bright red and medium blue; I like them both equally.
42) I wear a suit (not just a coat and tie, but a suit) most workdays. All super 120s.
43) God help me, this is so typical male . Jesus, I adore seeing two women together. And being part of a MFF threesome, though I have only had that once in my life and I was kind of drunk. Goddamnit!
44) I think genuine empathy and compassion defines a good person. It also makes you sexy.
45) I am very self confident, but always am on guard to make sure I am not arrogant. I abhor arrogance.
46) I read at least two newspapers a day; the local daily and the New York Times.
47) I still think Terri Garr is the hottest woman alive.
48) Don't tell Merril Steep I just said that, as she probably would be crushed to know she never really never was Number One, but a damn close second.
49) I sometimes drink too much. Not too often since I became a father some 12 years ago, but when I do drink to excess I make sure the job is not done half-assed.
50) I wish we were all much more civil to one another.