This will be the most honest blog post I've ever written.
I haven't written anything here since November....????!! I guess you can say I've been a bit busy.
I'm still seeing "James", who I will call "Jesus" going forward bc that's my nickname for him with my friends bc well, he looks like Jesus. Long flowing black hair, bright blue eyes, perfect white teeth and the one-inch or so full beard. He's truly beautiful.
It's been 4-1/2 months we've been seeing each other now, and my life has completely turned upside down. We began seeing each other every Thursday night and with the exception of last night, I've spent the night with him every single Thursday night since we met November 7th.
My hubby hasn't dealt with this well at all (understandably).
In the poly community, they'd call what I have with Jesus "NRE" or "new relationship energy" which is something to be "managed". So for the last four and a half months, I've been head-over-heels for this new guy, and my marriage has taken quite a beating. My husband and I have fought nearly every single day. For a guy that is never jealous, this has caught him quite by surprise.
Early on, things came out of my mouth that shocked the both of us. I said things like, "if you make me choose between you or Jesus, I will choose Jesus." After 26 years of marriage??? Yes. I truly felt that way.
And I still do. How the fuck can he possibly stay with me?
I think he just knows me better than I know myself. I think he knows it's some sort of mid-life crisis. I mean come on. My boyfriend is 26 years old. I'm twice his age. It can't "go" anywhere. He wants a wife and kids someday. And he should have that.
And yes, he calls me his girlfriend. I love it. He even commented on a coffee cup I have that says, "good morning gorgeous" that it was "trying to steal my girlfriend" haha. So cute.
We are in love. I said it to him first, and he says it back now. I told my husband I'm not in love with him anymore. But I DO still love him. But not the way he deserves to be loved.
We've almost split up several times now. We've had the most ferocious arguments. He's tried harder than anyone else ever would to tolerate this behavior of mine and try to ride it out. Sometimes he's done quite well while I was staying overnight at Jesus' house, and other times, he would panic and freak out, calling me, or smashing something at home, or getting black-out drunk to try to cope. Once a couple weeks ago we were on a double date with him and he got so verbally and physically abusive he was thrown out of the club. Jesus told me he "never wanted to see his face again". My best girlfriend is done with him too. And me?? I was done and made him sleep in the guest room. And then I took him back two days later.
He begged for a second chance, which actually, is a third chance (bc of the cheating). I felt like the marriage deserved it. And he does too. He's so remorseful, he totally owns how he behaved. But I had to make him see that just bc I will forgive him doesn't mean my boyfriend or best friend will. He says he was black-out drunk and barely remembers it, but he doesn't minimize its effect on us.
And now Jesus won't come to my gigs. And husband knows it's bc of him being in the band. He feels terrible about it but it is what it is.
I went and looked at an apartment and told Jesus all about it. At the time I saw it, I had every intention of moving there alone. I was so hurt and angry at my husband for his behavior. Since then he's worn me down and made me feel compassion instead of anger. It's bc he just kept so many emotions and jealousy under the surface and seeing the two of us together just boiled over for him he said.
"It's still no excuse" he says. He is taking ownership of it. But I can't get his mean angry face out of my head. The finger in my face saying, "FUCK YOU" over and over again. Pushing me. Seeing my boyfriend jump off a barstool to defend me.
So here we are now, boyfriend and I are doing quite well but something is off. I had to tell him I was giving my husband another chance. I can't lie or pretend I'm divorcing him if I'm not. And it seems he may be pulling back. Our sex life isn't what it used to be. Other than that little thing LOL our relationship seems perfectly fine. My husband went out of town for work this week and I had Jesus over for 3 days. We didn't even leave the house one day. We laugh and talk and cuddle and get along so well, but not enough sex tbh. I have been trying to get up the courage to ask him about it but have failed. The night I was going to try we both got stoned and drunk (kind of what we do lately) and he waxed poetic about how he loves me and told all his friends about me and how they all want their own "MILFY" (his nickname for me). How I take such good care of him. How happy he is. How he'd "do anything" for me.
And he's sooooooo affectionate. He is very gentle and kind and I've never seen him upset or complain about anything. We are twins that way. We really are so much alike. Even when my husband was in his face he just said, "Dude, go home". He said he really wanted to punch him but he wouldn't do that bc of me. And my husband yelled to him, "SHE LOVES YOU. SHE DOESN'T LOVE ME. YOU CAN HAVE HER!!" and that he wants a divorce. He says he doesn't want one so why would he say that? Bc he was "trying to get my attention." He sure got it alright.
So idk really what I want---my husband and I both drank the Poly kool-aid through and through and I just don't know if I can manage two relationships at the same time. I think for it to truly work you have to feel the same way about both people. I don't. And that's where my husbands' jealousy comes from. He knows I don't feel the same way about him anymore.
Will I ever?? Things are better right now. We even had sex. But he said I was crying for Jesus the whole time. How sad and pathetic is that?? What the fuck. I do know this partying is getting out of control. It's fun until it isn't.
We are both in therapy and I've called a couple's counselor my therapist recommended but she's out on surgery leave and we are getting impatient. I don't know what's going to happen. I really can't think properly anymore. There's so much drama and emotion going on 24/7.
We are going to Singapore next week. My husband has factories there and I'm tagging along finally. He wanted to get a ticket for Jesus and I just thought it was a bad idea. It was a very hard decision but I still think it was for the best. I will have one day on my own there as well as a 15 hour flight home. I need the alone time to think about what I want. I am looking forward to the trip and when I get back, hubby will still be gone for an additional 4 days I can have Jesus over.
Anyways, this is why you haven't heard from me for awhile. Things have been so crazy. I'm very happy, happier than I've been in a long time, and it hurts so much to know I'm causing my husband so much pain.
Will keep you posted.
Love always,
Anna xoxoxoxox
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Friday, March 22, 2019
Friday, November 16, 2018
Date #2 (technically speaking)
If you drove past me this morning as I was leaving James' apartment, you'd have seen a girl doing the "walk of shame", but one-up worse--I was in heels and it had snowed overnight. At least I wasn't in a dress (jeans whew). I clump-clump-clumped verrrryyy carefully to my snow-covered car, only to realize not only did I not have an ice scraper but I'd also gotten a $35 ticket. Of course the heels I was wearing were open-toed (it was honestly nice out last night! It had warmed up to 40!) so my toes were totally covered in snow and were frozen. I jumped in my car and started the engine, rolled down the passenger window first and brushed the snow off with my hand, and then did the same with the driver's side window.
And the whole while, I was grinning. I was enjoying my predicament to the fullest. I think I even giggled out loud a couple times. Here I am, this mature older woman, a mother, MARRIED, ...and I'm just leaving another man's apartment. I LOVE MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Last night I picked him up and we went to a restaurant here that's a super famous Middle-Eastern place with hookahs. I couldn't tell him that I remember when my teenage daughter asked for money from me to go there once a couple years ago and I read her the riot act. I had never "hookah'd" and it sounded dumb and a waste of money, and something like getting high.
And here I was hehehe
The hostess asked "booth or table?" and James said, "booth please" and she led us to the very last booth in the back of the restaurant! I asked him, "where should I sit?" and he patted the seat and said, "right here beautiful" and I said, "so we can make out?" and he smiled and said, "of course!" And that's what we did. Walking to our table I saw these weird things on everyone's table--I'd say it looks similar to a small bagpipe, and there was someone at each table sucking on one end of it and puffing the vapor out, some quite talented making little circles. I felt like I was in a strange and exotic land.
I ordered a lemon drop martini, and he said he'd try one too, and then we had to order what flavor of hookah. Seems there's an entire menu devoted to just hookah flavors! We chose "Gummy Bear", and next thing I knew, a young guy full of tattoos calmly walks over to our table , sucking on our "bagpipe" thingy and exhales a stream of vapor. I was like, hmmm, that doesn't look sanitary LOL and sure enough, he set the thing up on on our table and took off his mouthpiece and gave us two new ones that were wrapped in cellophane.
I wasn't sure what to expect, and James was having fun describing what the high was going to be like, and kept asking me if I "felt" anything. I said, "it's hard to discern bc I'm on my second martini!" LOL We ordered appetizers--lamb sliders for him (I don't eat most meat) and something we giggled about called "Shawarma" French fries. We both barely ate, we were either having a very lively conversation or making out! It was so so so fun. If I die today I will die a very happy woman.
He's so damn good looking, those blue eyes and hair longer than mine, scruffy beard and he's just as smart. He's a double-major--pre-law and political science and politically active, but not like a Trumper or anything. He isn't even Republican. He's Independent and we agree on just about everything politically which is such a breath of fresh air. The most amazing thing about him isn't his looks tho, he's just as positive a person as I am. NO depressed guy here. He walks on the sunny side of the street just like I do. He's just good vibes all around. And he isn't stingy with the compliments! Which I live for. His nickname for me is "sweet-thing" but he usually calls me "beautiful". I don't know if he even knows my name LOL now that I think of it I don't think he's ever called me by my name! But I haven't either now that I think of it.....hmmm curious!
We talked about everything, and he told me his uncle actually is transgender and is now his aunt, and his grandma is gay! He said she always was but was afraid to come out until his uncle (now aunt) went through his transition. He was an "oops" baby too and raised by his grandparents. So he's had an interesting childhood, and he's very open-minded.
Dinner was just fabulous and I don't mean the food. We barely ate. I paid (I knew he couldn't afford it on his college income LOL) and he said he wanted to take me to the bar we met at (insert heart emoji here). He said he'd get the tab there. I said "deal!" It WAS a nice evening and we walked there. When we got there it was totally packed with young people all wearing team shirts and watching the game on a gigantic screen. He asked me what I wanted--grey goose and diet sprite, and he had grey goose and Red Bull. He asked if I'd do a shot with him and said yeah! He got us both one, it's called something like "rumple mint" and it left our breath fresh and minty so we had to kiss some more! It was so fun being in a bar like that with him. And trust me, I felt like I stood out like a sore thumb bc I was the only one not wearing green. But no one stared. I love the big city, I don't get bullied or stared at for the provocative way I dress. And I'm with a guy nearly half my age! But nobody cares. It's so awesome.
We drank and we talked more, kissed more, smiled constantly (I love his direct eye contact and his eyes are always smiling....just like him). I loved how he remembered things I had told him and he asked a lot of questions this time to really get to know me. I loved it. And I loved how he told me about these friends of his he wants me to meet, and told me how he's told several of them about me! I hope he finds me special! I really don't know how he feels but it's moving at a really nice, healthy pace. I'm cautious and trying really hard not to get smitten.
Finally we decided to go. On the way out, I saw that they had a backdrop so I said excitedly, "let's have someone take our picture! Would that be ok??" and he said "yeah!!!" so I asked a waiter that was walking past me and he said "sure!" After he took it he asked to see it and then asked me to send it to him.
And he LITERALLY JUST TEXTED ME AS I'M WRITING THIS, "DAMN WE LOOK GOOD IN THIS PIC!' and he asked how much the ticket is for.
HEART EMOJI HEART EMOJI HEART EMOJI ETC. ETC. ETC.
Finally we decided to go and do more than make out in public!! I parked across the street (BTW I asked him if he'd like to drive my sports car but he doesn't know how to drive stick! And he thinks it's sexy that I do! I felt lucky to get a spot at all. Like the gentleman he always is, he held my hand up the stairs.
I lit a candle I had brought him (OMG he only has one light and it's like fucking daylight and I don't do sex in daylight if I can avoid it LOL) and it was perfect. We immediately started kissing and taking our clothes off just like they do in the movies---practically tearing them off. And my favorite thing he does is pick me up and carry me to the bed. It's so romantic and sexy. He's only got a twin bed LOL so there's not a lot of room but we made the best of it. I wanted to make sure he would lick my pussy bc he didn't the last two dates, so at one point after lots of fucking, I straddled him and just put my pussy in his mouth! Thank God he licked it and it was awesome.
We got tired after a couple hours of fucking (neither of us came) and fell asleep in each other's arms for about two hours. One of us woke up and we just started touching each other and pretty soon he was at full salute and we were fucking again! I love love love love love that and that's why I love spending the night bc I love that dreamy state you're in when you've been asleep and wake up horny for each other! We fucked and fucked but we got tired again and this time we mutually masturbated and I came first, which made him so super turned on, and I told him, "let me know when you're going to cum I'll swallow!" so he did, and I did, and I said 'mmm delicious!" as I melted back into his arms.
I had trouble falling asleep; I'm not used to touching someone while I sleep but I honestly didn't care. I loved being touched by him; he sought ME out all night long. When we'd change position, he'd put his hand on my hip, or put his arm around me and draw me in. Very romantic guy. He's very affectionate.
I was tired but really couldn't sleep. I laid there listening to his nice slow breathing, and once or twice look up at him and watch him sleep. He's so beautiful. The sun was coming up and I could hear other people in the building opening and closing doors and talking, and knew I should leave before I overstayed my welcome.
I loved being in his arms. I feel safe and loved. He opened his eyes and we said good morning and kissed, and I was hoping for another round of fucking but something told me to get going.
It was the sound of scraping---the unmistakable sound of someone shoveling snow.
FUCK! SNOW?!?!?!?!
James said, "yep it must've snowed!" I got up on my knees to look out the window an sure enough, it was a winter wonderland. I couldn't see my car and just saw an empty space where a car used to be and panicked my car had gotten towed. While I was pondering my predicament calmly, James was drinking up looking at my naked body and put his hands on my breasts lovingly and squeezed them. I said, "ooo another round??" and he said something, "I'm gonna save that for next time". I said, "good idea I gotta make sure my car is still there!!!" We laughed and went back under the covers and just snuggled. We both started to fall asleep again and I said, "I don't wanna but I gotta get going!"
I found my clothes scattered all over his floor, and as I was putting on the lingerie-type top I had on he was fascinated with it and was telling me how much he loved it and how good it looked on me! How "great" I always look, I've got "great style" and then he made a joke about our dry cleaner (he thinks it's just amazing we have pick-up and delivery service"). It was cute.
I sat on the edge of the bed to put my heels on and commented it wasn't a great choice for walking in the snow. He laughed and said what I was thinking which was we had no idea it was going to snow and it was really nice out last night!
I gave him a kiss, and he returned it with a deep juicy one, and we said goodbye.
And me and my heels did the walk of shame to my car.
Smiling.
And the whole while, I was grinning. I was enjoying my predicament to the fullest. I think I even giggled out loud a couple times. Here I am, this mature older woman, a mother, MARRIED, ...and I'm just leaving another man's apartment. I LOVE MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Last night I picked him up and we went to a restaurant here that's a super famous Middle-Eastern place with hookahs. I couldn't tell him that I remember when my teenage daughter asked for money from me to go there once a couple years ago and I read her the riot act. I had never "hookah'd" and it sounded dumb and a waste of money, and something like getting high.
And here I was hehehe
The hostess asked "booth or table?" and James said, "booth please" and she led us to the very last booth in the back of the restaurant! I asked him, "where should I sit?" and he patted the seat and said, "right here beautiful" and I said, "so we can make out?" and he smiled and said, "of course!" And that's what we did. Walking to our table I saw these weird things on everyone's table--I'd say it looks similar to a small bagpipe, and there was someone at each table sucking on one end of it and puffing the vapor out, some quite talented making little circles. I felt like I was in a strange and exotic land.
I ordered a lemon drop martini, and he said he'd try one too, and then we had to order what flavor of hookah. Seems there's an entire menu devoted to just hookah flavors! We chose "Gummy Bear", and next thing I knew, a young guy full of tattoos calmly walks over to our table , sucking on our "bagpipe" thingy and exhales a stream of vapor. I was like, hmmm, that doesn't look sanitary LOL and sure enough, he set the thing up on on our table and took off his mouthpiece and gave us two new ones that were wrapped in cellophane.
I wasn't sure what to expect, and James was having fun describing what the high was going to be like, and kept asking me if I "felt" anything. I said, "it's hard to discern bc I'm on my second martini!" LOL We ordered appetizers--lamb sliders for him (I don't eat most meat) and something we giggled about called "Shawarma" French fries. We both barely ate, we were either having a very lively conversation or making out! It was so so so fun. If I die today I will die a very happy woman.
He's so damn good looking, those blue eyes and hair longer than mine, scruffy beard and he's just as smart. He's a double-major--pre-law and political science and politically active, but not like a Trumper or anything. He isn't even Republican. He's Independent and we agree on just about everything politically which is such a breath of fresh air. The most amazing thing about him isn't his looks tho, he's just as positive a person as I am. NO depressed guy here. He walks on the sunny side of the street just like I do. He's just good vibes all around. And he isn't stingy with the compliments! Which I live for. His nickname for me is "sweet-thing" but he usually calls me "beautiful". I don't know if he even knows my name LOL now that I think of it I don't think he's ever called me by my name! But I haven't either now that I think of it.....hmmm curious!
We talked about everything, and he told me his uncle actually is transgender and is now his aunt, and his grandma is gay! He said she always was but was afraid to come out until his uncle (now aunt) went through his transition. He was an "oops" baby too and raised by his grandparents. So he's had an interesting childhood, and he's very open-minded.
Dinner was just fabulous and I don't mean the food. We barely ate. I paid (I knew he couldn't afford it on his college income LOL) and he said he wanted to take me to the bar we met at (insert heart emoji here). He said he'd get the tab there. I said "deal!" It WAS a nice evening and we walked there. When we got there it was totally packed with young people all wearing team shirts and watching the game on a gigantic screen. He asked me what I wanted--grey goose and diet sprite, and he had grey goose and Red Bull. He asked if I'd do a shot with him and said yeah! He got us both one, it's called something like "rumple mint" and it left our breath fresh and minty so we had to kiss some more! It was so fun being in a bar like that with him. And trust me, I felt like I stood out like a sore thumb bc I was the only one not wearing green. But no one stared. I love the big city, I don't get bullied or stared at for the provocative way I dress. And I'm with a guy nearly half my age! But nobody cares. It's so awesome.
We drank and we talked more, kissed more, smiled constantly (I love his direct eye contact and his eyes are always smiling....just like him). I loved how he remembered things I had told him and he asked a lot of questions this time to really get to know me. I loved it. And I loved how he told me about these friends of his he wants me to meet, and told me how he's told several of them about me! I hope he finds me special! I really don't know how he feels but it's moving at a really nice, healthy pace. I'm cautious and trying really hard not to get smitten.
Finally we decided to go. On the way out, I saw that they had a backdrop so I said excitedly, "let's have someone take our picture! Would that be ok??" and he said "yeah!!!" so I asked a waiter that was walking past me and he said "sure!" After he took it he asked to see it and then asked me to send it to him.
And he LITERALLY JUST TEXTED ME AS I'M WRITING THIS, "DAMN WE LOOK GOOD IN THIS PIC!' and he asked how much the ticket is for.
HEART EMOJI HEART EMOJI HEART EMOJI ETC. ETC. ETC.
Finally we decided to go and do more than make out in public!! I parked across the street (BTW I asked him if he'd like to drive my sports car but he doesn't know how to drive stick! And he thinks it's sexy that I do! I felt lucky to get a spot at all. Like the gentleman he always is, he held my hand up the stairs.
I lit a candle I had brought him (OMG he only has one light and it's like fucking daylight and I don't do sex in daylight if I can avoid it LOL) and it was perfect. We immediately started kissing and taking our clothes off just like they do in the movies---practically tearing them off. And my favorite thing he does is pick me up and carry me to the bed. It's so romantic and sexy. He's only got a twin bed LOL so there's not a lot of room but we made the best of it. I wanted to make sure he would lick my pussy bc he didn't the last two dates, so at one point after lots of fucking, I straddled him and just put my pussy in his mouth! Thank God he licked it and it was awesome.
We got tired after a couple hours of fucking (neither of us came) and fell asleep in each other's arms for about two hours. One of us woke up and we just started touching each other and pretty soon he was at full salute and we were fucking again! I love love love love love that and that's why I love spending the night bc I love that dreamy state you're in when you've been asleep and wake up horny for each other! We fucked and fucked but we got tired again and this time we mutually masturbated and I came first, which made him so super turned on, and I told him, "let me know when you're going to cum I'll swallow!" so he did, and I did, and I said 'mmm delicious!" as I melted back into his arms.
I had trouble falling asleep; I'm not used to touching someone while I sleep but I honestly didn't care. I loved being touched by him; he sought ME out all night long. When we'd change position, he'd put his hand on my hip, or put his arm around me and draw me in. Very romantic guy. He's very affectionate.
I was tired but really couldn't sleep. I laid there listening to his nice slow breathing, and once or twice look up at him and watch him sleep. He's so beautiful. The sun was coming up and I could hear other people in the building opening and closing doors and talking, and knew I should leave before I overstayed my welcome.
I loved being in his arms. I feel safe and loved. He opened his eyes and we said good morning and kissed, and I was hoping for another round of fucking but something told me to get going.
It was the sound of scraping---the unmistakable sound of someone shoveling snow.
FUCK! SNOW?!?!?!?!
James said, "yep it must've snowed!" I got up on my knees to look out the window an sure enough, it was a winter wonderland. I couldn't see my car and just saw an empty space where a car used to be and panicked my car had gotten towed. While I was pondering my predicament calmly, James was drinking up looking at my naked body and put his hands on my breasts lovingly and squeezed them. I said, "ooo another round??" and he said something, "I'm gonna save that for next time". I said, "good idea I gotta make sure my car is still there!!!" We laughed and went back under the covers and just snuggled. We both started to fall asleep again and I said, "I don't wanna but I gotta get going!"
I found my clothes scattered all over his floor, and as I was putting on the lingerie-type top I had on he was fascinated with it and was telling me how much he loved it and how good it looked on me! How "great" I always look, I've got "great style" and then he made a joke about our dry cleaner (he thinks it's just amazing we have pick-up and delivery service"). It was cute.
I sat on the edge of the bed to put my heels on and commented it wasn't a great choice for walking in the snow. He laughed and said what I was thinking which was we had no idea it was going to snow and it was really nice out last night!
I gave him a kiss, and he returned it with a deep juicy one, and we said goodbye.
And me and my heels did the walk of shame to my car.
Smiling.
Friday, November 9, 2018
Anna's smitten with a new hottie!
OMG last night was so awesome!
I had a "first date" with a hottie I had a one-night stand with last weekend! But let me take you back to that night.....I will call him "James".
My hubby and I had Uber'd to Milwaukee and bar-hopped. We were having a blast. And we were getting shit-faced bc we knew we didn't have to drive. I think I was about 5-6 drinks in, and we were in a bar with a live band and they were awesome. When they got offstage we left and walked across the street to another bar. I swear all I remember is walking in the door and seeing this incredible looking guy, and him noticing me as well.
He looked like a dark, long-haired James Franco. Sexy mouth, very straight teeth, blue eyes, about a couple week's growth of beard. He looked about 25 (he's actually 26 hehe). He was dressed so nicely, and he really stood out. His hair cascaded past his shoulders, and it was tousled and sexy. He had a nice dress shirt on, jeans that fit him just nice if you know what I mean, and a dark brown leather jacket. (Does the word "smoldering" come to your mind??) Mmmm well it does me hehe what a fucking hottie.
I swear it was like a scene out of a movie where our eyes met and everything around him was blurry.
All I remember is making a bee-line straight over to him, and he was smiling at me as wide as I was smiling at him. And I remember seeing my hubby stay back as I approached this new hottie. There was just something about him...I can't believe I'm going to say this but it was love at first sight. I have felt that only once in my lifetime, and here I felt it again. It was profound. I felt instantly comfortable with him like I'd known him forever. I took his hand in mine immediately. It felt like a minute had gone by and next thing I know, we'd left the bar and we were walking to his apartment! And it was a nice evening for early November. We walked 1.6 miles haha (I mapped it yesterday!) and I was in stilettos too! It was sooo fun, holding hands and talking and laughing and getting to know one another....and walking and walking and walking! We finally got to his place and went upstairs and just started making out and we took off all our clothes and just fucked. For THREE HOURS!!!!!!! I came four times and he didn't come at all! I was like OMG how does he hold out so long!? We even took a shower together and although my hair ended up a curly tumbleweed, it was so fun. I have never showered with a guy. Soaping up his six-pack abs and getting my breasts caressed with bubbles felt amazing. (Did I forget to mention he's got six-pack abs...?? COULD HE BE ANY MORE PERFECT??)
I was getting sore and it was getting really late. I wanted him to come and knew I needed to get home.
My sense of time was really off, and for some dumb reason (um, Titos??!!) it felt like I'd only been there like an hour and my hubby was texting and I said I was fine and ready to come home could he come get me! He was like, "um, I'm home....." Home is about a 45 min drive. I guess I thought he was still at the bar! Even seeing the time....it was around 3:30 am....I still couldn't grasp that my hubby was "home" home. I tried to get an Uber but my account wasn't working for some reason (I have no idea why not...I have a 4.95 rating....must've been user error haha...) so hubby came to get me.
While we waited we fucked, and when he wrote he was 14 min away, we got dressed, but kept kissing and I was still so turned on by him I didn't let him even zip up his zipper. I put my hand down his pants, found his still hard cock and started rubbing it and he took off those jeans, picked me up and laid me back on his bed and put it right back inside my very-wet pussy. We were all sweaty and fucking hard when my phone chimed and I knew my hubby was outside to get me. We stopped, panting, and laughing, and got dressed again. He had asked me to spend the night but but I said no mostly bc I had never spent the night with any guy. I always just went home. It didn't occur to me to say yes. No one ever asked me to stay before. Thankfully he was turned on and not upset with me at all!
It was a great night. He texted me that night and then again in the morning. Of course, I assumed I'd never see nor hear from him again but happily I was wrong!!!!
The next day he invited me to hang out with some friends of his at some political function he was going to! He's a double-major--poli-sci/pre-law and plans to go to law school. I was like whoa he wants me to meet his friends??? After a one-night stand?? WOW I was so happy! I wanted to go so badly but my hubby said no. I wish I'd gone anyways. I was resentful and angry and vowed never to say no to him ever again. I was very surprised and happy that he texted me every day this week! And asked to see me every single day! This was just what I'd been wanting. Someone as into me as I am them.
We made plans to get together Thursday night (last night). He said he picked out a place for us to hang out and get some drinks and food. I picked him up at his apt--it's a duplex near the college and he got in and it was just magic. We have such crazy chemistry. We said hello and next thing we are kissing madly. Mmmm yummy! He gave me directions as we drove to the bar and he was impressed with my stick-shift driving. lol
It was a super cute bar and we picked a two-top right inside and the server was real sweet and attentive. I noticed every time I spoke, James was smiling and looking right at me. (Could he be as smitten with me as I am with him??) We ordered wings and truffle fries, and we must've sat there for 2 hours. The conversation flowed easily, we talked about everything--his upbringing, his schooling, his dreams, my band, my writing, my kids, religion, politics, food, alcohol pretty much everything. And we'd hold hands, squeeze fingers, touch each other's thighs, and once OH MY GOD no one has ever done this before---what I'm about to tell you sealed the deal for me. My heart is all in.
We were talking and we were very lively, and he was just smiling at me and engrossed in whatever it was I was saying, and then with his hand, he lovingly brushed a wisp of my hair aside and fingered it,
caressing my hair. AS if I needed any prodding!!! I fell for him right then and there, hook line and sinker as they say.
He'd told me earlier a friend of his was a drummer, and they were going to be playing there! And then this friend texted him he needed a ride, so I said, "sure! Let's go get him!" so we did. His friend was s tall and cute too. He was very friendly and smiled while talking to me, so I hoped he would like me and approve of me dating his friend. When we got back to the bar, the three of us sat at the bar, having beer and laughing and talking. His friend and I talked music and then the rest of the band came over---James introduced me to them and they asked me to come up and sing with them! I said I'd love to!! We discussed what kind of music they play and all and I said that would be super fun absolutely! His friend left to go join them onstage and James and I remained at the bar.
We had another drink and just kept kissing and touching one another, and he said finally, "wanna go?" hahah and I said, "yesssss", so I didn't get to sing. Oh well. I was so turned on I wanted to fuck him so bad. I think he was thinking the same thing ;)
I drove us back to his place, and he again was such a gentleman. Opened the door for me getting out of the car and held my hand up the stairs. Mmmm. We got in and he gave me a little tour again (it's really tiny but so cute bc it's his) and we went to his bedroom and chatted a little--I put on Spotify (30 seconds to mars) and we undressed each other (God how I love that!!), kissed passionately and it wasn't long till he was inside me.
We started on this little couch near his bed, and when I got up to change position, he did something unbelieable---he picked me up, still inside me, fucking me in the air. It was so super hot and fun! Then he carried me over to his bed, still inside me, and laid me down and kept fucking me.
We changed position again, he laid down next to me and turned me sideways and fucked me from behind, but laying down, nibbling on my neck. I was so wet it kept sliding out! I had him lay on his back and I gave him what he called the "best blow job ever"! I said his dick was perfect and it was. Not too long, not too thick, it fit me perfectly in my mouth and my pussy!! Then I climbed on top of him and fucked him. He loves my big titties and held them as I fucked him. I loved the look of ecstasy on his face; and I wanted him to come so badly but he didn't!
I have often said there are two kinds of lovers: there are guys that fuck and guys that make love.
"James" makes love.
He's passionate and gentle and deliberate.
We didn't have as much time together as either of us would've liked as I said I couldn't spend the night (again). It wasn't hubby this time, although he's always ok if I want to spend the night, but we were due for a snowstorm which did hit around 1 am and I made it home by midnight. (woke up to 3 inches of snow on the ground).
Oh! And while we were at the bar, I took a pic of him and his friend, and a couple selfies of him and I. I wanted a pic of us. I sent it to my BFF's and they both said we look like a couple XOXOXOX
He texted me this morning, "thank you for everything last night beautiful".
I. Am. Smitten!!
I had a "first date" with a hottie I had a one-night stand with last weekend! But let me take you back to that night.....I will call him "James".
My hubby and I had Uber'd to Milwaukee and bar-hopped. We were having a blast. And we were getting shit-faced bc we knew we didn't have to drive. I think I was about 5-6 drinks in, and we were in a bar with a live band and they were awesome. When they got offstage we left and walked across the street to another bar. I swear all I remember is walking in the door and seeing this incredible looking guy, and him noticing me as well.
He looked like a dark, long-haired James Franco. Sexy mouth, very straight teeth, blue eyes, about a couple week's growth of beard. He looked about 25 (he's actually 26 hehe). He was dressed so nicely, and he really stood out. His hair cascaded past his shoulders, and it was tousled and sexy. He had a nice dress shirt on, jeans that fit him just nice if you know what I mean, and a dark brown leather jacket. (Does the word "smoldering" come to your mind??) Mmmm well it does me hehe what a fucking hottie.
I swear it was like a scene out of a movie where our eyes met and everything around him was blurry.
All I remember is making a bee-line straight over to him, and he was smiling at me as wide as I was smiling at him. And I remember seeing my hubby stay back as I approached this new hottie. There was just something about him...I can't believe I'm going to say this but it was love at first sight. I have felt that only once in my lifetime, and here I felt it again. It was profound. I felt instantly comfortable with him like I'd known him forever. I took his hand in mine immediately. It felt like a minute had gone by and next thing I know, we'd left the bar and we were walking to his apartment! And it was a nice evening for early November. We walked 1.6 miles haha (I mapped it yesterday!) and I was in stilettos too! It was sooo fun, holding hands and talking and laughing and getting to know one another....and walking and walking and walking! We finally got to his place and went upstairs and just started making out and we took off all our clothes and just fucked. For THREE HOURS!!!!!!! I came four times and he didn't come at all! I was like OMG how does he hold out so long!? We even took a shower together and although my hair ended up a curly tumbleweed, it was so fun. I have never showered with a guy. Soaping up his six-pack abs and getting my breasts caressed with bubbles felt amazing. (Did I forget to mention he's got six-pack abs...?? COULD HE BE ANY MORE PERFECT??)
I was getting sore and it was getting really late. I wanted him to come and knew I needed to get home.
My sense of time was really off, and for some dumb reason (um, Titos??!!) it felt like I'd only been there like an hour and my hubby was texting and I said I was fine and ready to come home could he come get me! He was like, "um, I'm home....." Home is about a 45 min drive. I guess I thought he was still at the bar! Even seeing the time....it was around 3:30 am....I still couldn't grasp that my hubby was "home" home. I tried to get an Uber but my account wasn't working for some reason (I have no idea why not...I have a 4.95 rating....must've been user error haha...) so hubby came to get me.
While we waited we fucked, and when he wrote he was 14 min away, we got dressed, but kept kissing and I was still so turned on by him I didn't let him even zip up his zipper. I put my hand down his pants, found his still hard cock and started rubbing it and he took off those jeans, picked me up and laid me back on his bed and put it right back inside my very-wet pussy. We were all sweaty and fucking hard when my phone chimed and I knew my hubby was outside to get me. We stopped, panting, and laughing, and got dressed again. He had asked me to spend the night but but I said no mostly bc I had never spent the night with any guy. I always just went home. It didn't occur to me to say yes. No one ever asked me to stay before. Thankfully he was turned on and not upset with me at all!
It was a great night. He texted me that night and then again in the morning. Of course, I assumed I'd never see nor hear from him again but happily I was wrong!!!!
The next day he invited me to hang out with some friends of his at some political function he was going to! He's a double-major--poli-sci/pre-law and plans to go to law school. I was like whoa he wants me to meet his friends??? After a one-night stand?? WOW I was so happy! I wanted to go so badly but my hubby said no. I wish I'd gone anyways. I was resentful and angry and vowed never to say no to him ever again. I was very surprised and happy that he texted me every day this week! And asked to see me every single day! This was just what I'd been wanting. Someone as into me as I am them.
We made plans to get together Thursday night (last night). He said he picked out a place for us to hang out and get some drinks and food. I picked him up at his apt--it's a duplex near the college and he got in and it was just magic. We have such crazy chemistry. We said hello and next thing we are kissing madly. Mmmm yummy! He gave me directions as we drove to the bar and he was impressed with my stick-shift driving. lol
It was a super cute bar and we picked a two-top right inside and the server was real sweet and attentive. I noticed every time I spoke, James was smiling and looking right at me. (Could he be as smitten with me as I am with him??) We ordered wings and truffle fries, and we must've sat there for 2 hours. The conversation flowed easily, we talked about everything--his upbringing, his schooling, his dreams, my band, my writing, my kids, religion, politics, food, alcohol pretty much everything. And we'd hold hands, squeeze fingers, touch each other's thighs, and once OH MY GOD no one has ever done this before---what I'm about to tell you sealed the deal for me. My heart is all in.
We were talking and we were very lively, and he was just smiling at me and engrossed in whatever it was I was saying, and then with his hand, he lovingly brushed a wisp of my hair aside and fingered it,
caressing my hair. AS if I needed any prodding!!! I fell for him right then and there, hook line and sinker as they say.
He'd told me earlier a friend of his was a drummer, and they were going to be playing there! And then this friend texted him he needed a ride, so I said, "sure! Let's go get him!" so we did. His friend was s tall and cute too. He was very friendly and smiled while talking to me, so I hoped he would like me and approve of me dating his friend. When we got back to the bar, the three of us sat at the bar, having beer and laughing and talking. His friend and I talked music and then the rest of the band came over---James introduced me to them and they asked me to come up and sing with them! I said I'd love to!! We discussed what kind of music they play and all and I said that would be super fun absolutely! His friend left to go join them onstage and James and I remained at the bar.
We had another drink and just kept kissing and touching one another, and he said finally, "wanna go?" hahah and I said, "yesssss", so I didn't get to sing. Oh well. I was so turned on I wanted to fuck him so bad. I think he was thinking the same thing ;)
I drove us back to his place, and he again was such a gentleman. Opened the door for me getting out of the car and held my hand up the stairs. Mmmm. We got in and he gave me a little tour again (it's really tiny but so cute bc it's his) and we went to his bedroom and chatted a little--I put on Spotify (30 seconds to mars) and we undressed each other (God how I love that!!), kissed passionately and it wasn't long till he was inside me.
We started on this little couch near his bed, and when I got up to change position, he did something unbelieable---he picked me up, still inside me, fucking me in the air. It was so super hot and fun! Then he carried me over to his bed, still inside me, and laid me down and kept fucking me.
We changed position again, he laid down next to me and turned me sideways and fucked me from behind, but laying down, nibbling on my neck. I was so wet it kept sliding out! I had him lay on his back and I gave him what he called the "best blow job ever"! I said his dick was perfect and it was. Not too long, not too thick, it fit me perfectly in my mouth and my pussy!! Then I climbed on top of him and fucked him. He loves my big titties and held them as I fucked him. I loved the look of ecstasy on his face; and I wanted him to come so badly but he didn't!
I have often said there are two kinds of lovers: there are guys that fuck and guys that make love.
"James" makes love.
He's passionate and gentle and deliberate.
We didn't have as much time together as either of us would've liked as I said I couldn't spend the night (again). It wasn't hubby this time, although he's always ok if I want to spend the night, but we were due for a snowstorm which did hit around 1 am and I made it home by midnight. (woke up to 3 inches of snow on the ground).
Oh! And while we were at the bar, I took a pic of him and his friend, and a couple selfies of him and I. I wanted a pic of us. I sent it to my BFF's and they both said we look like a couple XOXOXOX
He texted me this morning, "thank you for everything last night beautiful".
I. Am. Smitten!!
Monday, August 30, 2010
Cat and Mouse
That's what my girlfriend tells me Mickey does--he plays cat and mouse games. Chase me, I'll run away, catch me, i'll slip out of your paws (or mouth) and run away again. He's the mouse, I'm the cat. It makes me fucking crazy.
Since I last posted, I decided I needed to back off and try to get some space from him. I'm in way too deep. I alternated between leaving myself online and available in case he wanted to write me and signing out to leave him wondering what I was up to. I decided to play "mouse" and let him be the cat for a few days. While I was in Mickey withdrawal, we had fun as a family.....we went to the movies, went to a major league ball game, we went to a great Mexican restaurant, and shopped till we dropped. We got a lot of unpacking done, hung pictures, and the house is looking amazing.
I also got a text from Jimmy, our first lover from our first threesome. He's a hot 23 year old who is just what I needed while I was in Mickey detox! OMG we texted off and on (mostly on) for about 5 hours. He was just what I needed! He was a great distraction. He is straightforward-- tells me how he feels all the time. I personally hate games, I hate how I second-guess myself all the time with Mickey. He makes me crazy. With Jimmy I can just be myself, it is really stress-free. We have gotten closer ironically since we moved here. I love talking to him! We talk about Mickey and he's helped me see things. I do really like him----I'd love to have another threesome with him and Hubby. He fuels my self-esteem with compliments, and I am just an endless sieve when it comes to that. I never ever get enough.
I was thrilled to see Mickey had written me overnight! He simply said for me to message him when I can, that he'd be home for the day. I wrote him hello, he wrote back hi, and I realized it's 2 hours earlier where he is and asked him what he was doing up at 5:15 am? haven't heard back so he probably fell asleep.
I think today's going to be a great day!
Since I last posted, I decided I needed to back off and try to get some space from him. I'm in way too deep. I alternated between leaving myself online and available in case he wanted to write me and signing out to leave him wondering what I was up to. I decided to play "mouse" and let him be the cat for a few days. While I was in Mickey withdrawal, we had fun as a family.....we went to the movies, went to a major league ball game, we went to a great Mexican restaurant, and shopped till we dropped. We got a lot of unpacking done, hung pictures, and the house is looking amazing.
I also got a text from Jimmy, our first lover from our first threesome. He's a hot 23 year old who is just what I needed while I was in Mickey detox! OMG we texted off and on (mostly on) for about 5 hours. He was just what I needed! He was a great distraction. He is straightforward-- tells me how he feels all the time. I personally hate games, I hate how I second-guess myself all the time with Mickey. He makes me crazy. With Jimmy I can just be myself, it is really stress-free. We have gotten closer ironically since we moved here. I love talking to him! We talk about Mickey and he's helped me see things. I do really like him----I'd love to have another threesome with him and Hubby. He fuels my self-esteem with compliments, and I am just an endless sieve when it comes to that. I never ever get enough.
I was thrilled to see Mickey had written me overnight! He simply said for me to message him when I can, that he'd be home for the day. I wrote him hello, he wrote back hi, and I realized it's 2 hours earlier where he is and asked him what he was doing up at 5:15 am? haven't heard back so he probably fell asleep.
I think today's going to be a great day!
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