This has been a strange week. The next day after my date from hell with Gorilla Man, I went back on Tinder (of course :) ) and I matched with a real hottie--long, straight caveman hair, slender build, kind of Eskimo features---high cheekbones and perfect skin. Wow. I wanted in his igloo bad. We began messaging and soon he asked for my Snapchat which I liked bc it lets me know right away if they're the real deal. Do they look like their profile pics?? Snapchat weeds them out.
Well he looked EXACTLY like his profile pics. He was truly one of the most beautiful men I'd ever laid eyes on. I sent a selfie back with a cute heart filter. He was just what my bruised ego needed.
UNTIL.....
Moments later, my snapchat was flooded with maybe 10 pics he'd sent from his camera roll. Various full body pics, mostly nudes. He was beautiful, no doubt, but fuck! Nudes already??! I barely just "met" you!! So I wrote him, "slow down cowboy, you're going too fast for me."
And guess what he did??
He deleted me!! And he removed me from his Tinder!!! I laughed so hard. All I could think was, "really?? REALLY??!!
I sure attract crazies don't I???
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Friday, November 10, 2017
Thursday, October 19, 2017
Hotel fun with a new Tinder hottie!
Friday night was AMAZING.
For the last two weeks, a hottie I'll call Hot Lips I matched with on Tinder had been snapchatting me literally 24/7. First thing in the morning and last thing at night. Always a selfie pic, he'd send me all day long while he was at work and it would taper off in the evenings, but he always said "goodnight beautiful" and "good morning beautiful." I loved it. He's 23, a semi-pro baseball player and super good looking. Blue eyes, lots of muscles, big full lips and a beautiful smile. A very happy-go-lucky guy, not a depressed, moody one like New Guy or Rocker Boy finally!! He seemed to be the kind of person who was just what I'm looking for. He was sweet, super-complimentary (which I love) and never expected anything in return. Truly, a very nice guy overall. I def hit the jackpot.
He was very respectful too and asked before sending any nude pics, and I love that. I was quickly smitten.
We wanted to meet ASAP. And lo and behold, I was telling my hubby I needed a getaway. A night in a nice hotel, a good night's sleep, and no cats climbing on me or kids. The weather was shitty-five straight days in a row of misty rain, wind and cold. So we booked a room at a 5-star hotel and settled in for a nice dinner.
I was also texting another hottie while we were sitting at the bar later after dinner, but it was Hot Lips who was on his way. I was SO excited to meet him. After two weeks of 24/7 snapchatting I liked him a lot. He was very sweet, very complimentary and just a real nice guy. (whoops! I already said that!!)
The plan was for my hubby to stay in the bar while I took him to our room. And that's what we did.
Hot Lips texted me, "where are you? I'm here!" LOL somehow we missed each other when he entered the lobby. I wrote back I was in the front of the lobby and all of a sudden there he was! He was even cuter in person. I'm all about cute. Ballcap, plaid button-down shirt, khakis. Those big blue eyes and full lips and a huge smile. We embraced in a big hug and I was already giggly. I get that way when I'm super excited. We sat down on the overstuffed leather couch that was there and chatted for about ten minutes. I was a lil drunkie and super giggly. I felt so comfortable with him, and we really clicked. I felt like I'd known him forever, there was just an ease about him that was tangible. I could tell he really liked me too.
I don't remember saying it, but next thing I knew we were in the elevator! I really shouldn't drink so much bc I have trouble remembering details and that really bugs me. The next thing i remember is him sliding my spaghett straps off my shoulders so elegantly, and he began kissing my breasts and sucking my nipples. And we kissed. Those lips!! He was a gentle wet kisser, and it was sweet--he wasn't like a vacuum cleaner sucking the air out of me. He was very gentle in everything he did, but he was very Alpha male and I loved it. He took charge and he was so good and flawless he set a new bar for sex for me!
I remember him untying my shoes. I was wearing a pair of Sam Edelman's that are beige suede and like ballerina shoes, they have long ties that tie around my ankles. It was so sexy watching him untie them for me and slip them off my feet.
He then took my dress and pulled it down and slid it off me, and next, gently slid my panties off. And subsequently, buried his head between my legs. It was yummy yummy yummy. He then licked me up my body up to my breasts again, and kissed me passionately. I loved loved loved how he took charge. He was the man and I was his woman. But his moves weren't aggressive at all but rather almost choreographed they were so flawless. I could tell he was really into me.
I loved watching him undress. I don't think I helped him, which is odd bc it's one of my favorite things to do in the entire world! A new man to undress like the biggest gift behind the Christmas tree! I think he just wanted his clothes off and next thing I knew, he was big and warm and naked and embracing me. His dick was straight out and super hard.
He gently took my legs and spread them and entered me, kissing me passionately. Not pulling out, he swung my legs over like a pretzel and fucked me hard. It felt amazing. He's a big guy, not skinny and small like Jordan or Rocker Boy, more like Blondie. Not fat but big--he's a baseball player and full of muscles but not ripped ya know? (I hate ripped). He was strong and young and solid and oh so sexy.
He'd pull out and change positions, each time taking charge and moving my body the way he wanted to fuck me. Me on top, him on top, him behind me, my legs in the air, you name it, we did it. I sucked his dick and he licked my pussy. It felt like we were so hungry for one another.
I'm happy to report that he made me cum!! I almost never cum with anyone but my husband bc if their technique is too hard (Rocker Boy) or they give up too soon (all of them) but Hot Lips was THE BEST I'VE EVER HAD. (next to hubby). He fingered me and thank GOD didn't shove his fingers in me. I absolutely hate when guys do that. I don't mind a fun exploration into my pussy but when they shove their fingers in like they're eating frosting out of a can it's painful and not at all pleasant. He didn't do that at all!!! He actually was stroking me with the right amount of pressure and his fingers were just to the left of where I wanted them to be. I moved them with my hand and BOOM!!!!! HUGE ORGASM!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!! As I screamed in ecstasy I clutched him tightly and he basked in my glory. He was watching me and smiling and I thanked him with a giggle and he passionately kissed me.
Then it was his turn.
I loved that when he came, it was in a position where he could see my face. I hate how Abercrombie always had to cum doggy style. Nothing says "you're as special as a glory hole" like cumming doggy style. It's ok if it's a sometimes-thing but always??? That's why I lost interest in him. Yuk. Left me feeling so used.
Hot Lips was not only facing me but kissing me as he came. He was on the bottom, or should I say on his side, his arms totally around me like an embrace, and my legs were in the air. He finally came, and it was interesting bc he literally made almost no sound at all, it was almost like an "ahhhhh". Not at all like me when he made ME cum! I just wanted to fall asleep with him, our bodies still wrapped up together. But I remembered my husband was downstairs waiting for us to finish so he could come up and get his creampie. Hot Lips wanted to spend the night, and I wanted him to also. But how could I do that with my husband there?? I couldn't. I had to lie and make up an excuse that I wasn't spending the night, that I just got the room to meet up with him.
Yeah, like people do that LOL well Hotel 6 they do, not five-star hotels. I'm sure that looked and sounded ridic.
I had no idea how long we were at it, but I was guessing at least an hour (hubby later said hour and a half!). He got up and went to the bathroom, with the door open!! I wanted to watch SO BADLY but I thought I shouldn't. Because I'd get horny all over again and that wouldn't be fair to my hubby!! I wanted to fuck Hot Lips all night. I didn't want him to go. And I liked that he wanted to spend the night too. Oh well. Maybe next time we both said.
He had Uber'd there and I asked him if he had called for a car. He said he hadn't yet but was going to. He got dressed--I grabbed a super cute short-tight burgundy lace see-through nightgown I had brought and put it on. We kissed goodbye, and he left. I texted my hubby and he was up lickety-split in no time! I asked him if he saw him leave, and he said he did, that he thought he was real cute.
My hubby's dick was hard and ready. He licked me first and then fucked me fast and hard and he was done. He'd been downstairs knowing I was fucking this young guy and he couldn't hold back another second. Unlike Hot Lips, he came so loudly I'm sure anyone could've heard. We laughed and fell soundly asleep.
What a fun night!!!
For the last two weeks, a hottie I'll call Hot Lips I matched with on Tinder had been snapchatting me literally 24/7. First thing in the morning and last thing at night. Always a selfie pic, he'd send me all day long while he was at work and it would taper off in the evenings, but he always said "goodnight beautiful" and "good morning beautiful." I loved it. He's 23, a semi-pro baseball player and super good looking. Blue eyes, lots of muscles, big full lips and a beautiful smile. A very happy-go-lucky guy, not a depressed, moody one like New Guy or Rocker Boy finally!! He seemed to be the kind of person who was just what I'm looking for. He was sweet, super-complimentary (which I love) and never expected anything in return. Truly, a very nice guy overall. I def hit the jackpot.
He was very respectful too and asked before sending any nude pics, and I love that. I was quickly smitten.
We wanted to meet ASAP. And lo and behold, I was telling my hubby I needed a getaway. A night in a nice hotel, a good night's sleep, and no cats climbing on me or kids. The weather was shitty-five straight days in a row of misty rain, wind and cold. So we booked a room at a 5-star hotel and settled in for a nice dinner.
I was also texting another hottie while we were sitting at the bar later after dinner, but it was Hot Lips who was on his way. I was SO excited to meet him. After two weeks of 24/7 snapchatting I liked him a lot. He was very sweet, very complimentary and just a real nice guy. (whoops! I already said that!!)
The plan was for my hubby to stay in the bar while I took him to our room. And that's what we did.
Hot Lips texted me, "where are you? I'm here!" LOL somehow we missed each other when he entered the lobby. I wrote back I was in the front of the lobby and all of a sudden there he was! He was even cuter in person. I'm all about cute. Ballcap, plaid button-down shirt, khakis. Those big blue eyes and full lips and a huge smile. We embraced in a big hug and I was already giggly. I get that way when I'm super excited. We sat down on the overstuffed leather couch that was there and chatted for about ten minutes. I was a lil drunkie and super giggly. I felt so comfortable with him, and we really clicked. I felt like I'd known him forever, there was just an ease about him that was tangible. I could tell he really liked me too.
I don't remember saying it, but next thing I knew we were in the elevator! I really shouldn't drink so much bc I have trouble remembering details and that really bugs me. The next thing i remember is him sliding my spaghett straps off my shoulders so elegantly, and he began kissing my breasts and sucking my nipples. And we kissed. Those lips!! He was a gentle wet kisser, and it was sweet--he wasn't like a vacuum cleaner sucking the air out of me. He was very gentle in everything he did, but he was very Alpha male and I loved it. He took charge and he was so good and flawless he set a new bar for sex for me!
I remember him untying my shoes. I was wearing a pair of Sam Edelman's that are beige suede and like ballerina shoes, they have long ties that tie around my ankles. It was so sexy watching him untie them for me and slip them off my feet.
He then took my dress and pulled it down and slid it off me, and next, gently slid my panties off. And subsequently, buried his head between my legs. It was yummy yummy yummy. He then licked me up my body up to my breasts again, and kissed me passionately. I loved loved loved how he took charge. He was the man and I was his woman. But his moves weren't aggressive at all but rather almost choreographed they were so flawless. I could tell he was really into me.
I loved watching him undress. I don't think I helped him, which is odd bc it's one of my favorite things to do in the entire world! A new man to undress like the biggest gift behind the Christmas tree! I think he just wanted his clothes off and next thing I knew, he was big and warm and naked and embracing me. His dick was straight out and super hard.
He gently took my legs and spread them and entered me, kissing me passionately. Not pulling out, he swung my legs over like a pretzel and fucked me hard. It felt amazing. He's a big guy, not skinny and small like Jordan or Rocker Boy, more like Blondie. Not fat but big--he's a baseball player and full of muscles but not ripped ya know? (I hate ripped). He was strong and young and solid and oh so sexy.
He'd pull out and change positions, each time taking charge and moving my body the way he wanted to fuck me. Me on top, him on top, him behind me, my legs in the air, you name it, we did it. I sucked his dick and he licked my pussy. It felt like we were so hungry for one another.
I'm happy to report that he made me cum!! I almost never cum with anyone but my husband bc if their technique is too hard (Rocker Boy) or they give up too soon (all of them) but Hot Lips was THE BEST I'VE EVER HAD. (next to hubby). He fingered me and thank GOD didn't shove his fingers in me. I absolutely hate when guys do that. I don't mind a fun exploration into my pussy but when they shove their fingers in like they're eating frosting out of a can it's painful and not at all pleasant. He didn't do that at all!!! He actually was stroking me with the right amount of pressure and his fingers were just to the left of where I wanted them to be. I moved them with my hand and BOOM!!!!! HUGE ORGASM!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!! As I screamed in ecstasy I clutched him tightly and he basked in my glory. He was watching me and smiling and I thanked him with a giggle and he passionately kissed me.
Then it was his turn.
I loved that when he came, it was in a position where he could see my face. I hate how Abercrombie always had to cum doggy style. Nothing says "you're as special as a glory hole" like cumming doggy style. It's ok if it's a sometimes-thing but always??? That's why I lost interest in him. Yuk. Left me feeling so used.
Hot Lips was not only facing me but kissing me as he came. He was on the bottom, or should I say on his side, his arms totally around me like an embrace, and my legs were in the air. He finally came, and it was interesting bc he literally made almost no sound at all, it was almost like an "ahhhhh". Not at all like me when he made ME cum! I just wanted to fall asleep with him, our bodies still wrapped up together. But I remembered my husband was downstairs waiting for us to finish so he could come up and get his creampie. Hot Lips wanted to spend the night, and I wanted him to also. But how could I do that with my husband there?? I couldn't. I had to lie and make up an excuse that I wasn't spending the night, that I just got the room to meet up with him.
Yeah, like people do that LOL well Hotel 6 they do, not five-star hotels. I'm sure that looked and sounded ridic.
I had no idea how long we were at it, but I was guessing at least an hour (hubby later said hour and a half!). He got up and went to the bathroom, with the door open!! I wanted to watch SO BADLY but I thought I shouldn't. Because I'd get horny all over again and that wouldn't be fair to my hubby!! I wanted to fuck Hot Lips all night. I didn't want him to go. And I liked that he wanted to spend the night too. Oh well. Maybe next time we both said.
He had Uber'd there and I asked him if he had called for a car. He said he hadn't yet but was going to. He got dressed--I grabbed a super cute short-tight burgundy lace see-through nightgown I had brought and put it on. We kissed goodbye, and he left. I texted my hubby and he was up lickety-split in no time! I asked him if he saw him leave, and he said he did, that he thought he was real cute.
My hubby's dick was hard and ready. He licked me first and then fucked me fast and hard and he was done. He'd been downstairs knowing I was fucking this young guy and he couldn't hold back another second. Unlike Hot Lips, he came so loudly I'm sure anyone could've heard. We laughed and fell soundly asleep.
What a fun night!!!
Monday, February 6, 2017
Another one bites the dust
Oy vay.
Back to the drawing board.
New Guy will probably not be mentioned again after today's post. I think it's super interesting that not only could I not think of how to address him when I talked about him let alone on here was probably a premonition. I'm so annoyed. I texted him again one last time last night, I simply said, "I miss your daily phone calls. Hope all is well with you."
Crickets once again.
And what pisses me off the most is, he made a point to tell me more than once how he's the kind of person who's "so blunt it offends a lot of people" but the truth is, he's a coward and an asshole. To just ignore me is cowardice and douchebag behavior. So much for being "blunt".
I deleted all our texts so I'm not tempted to contact him again. And why would I be tempted to contact him again? Only to show my anger and contempt for him and I don't want to do that. I want to just "go away" as he's hoping I will (apparently) and take the high road. I KNOW I didn't do anything wrong. The day before he stopped responding to me we had insane video sex and he'd responded how hot and sexy I was. So whatever is causing him to act like an asshole, well, it has nothing to do with ME.
I like that I'm handling this additional rejection well. It happens so often I can't possibly take it personally. I think these young guys are mostly all talk-like Hairy Guy got cold feet at the last minute and admitted "sexting is fun but I don't think I can go through with it." I think they just like the free sexy pics and the IDEA of me. And also, I'm married. They want girlfriends they can take home to their roommates and not be embarrassed about. Once Blondie got a female roommate, he refused to have me over bc apparently, he was embarrassed of me. I refuse to be someone's embarrassment. I will keep looking until I find someone who will like me the way I am. What hurts is New Guy and I had these conversations and before we even met we both wanted the same thing. Being almost 28 he seemed more mature than Blondie (who's barely 24).
Whatever.
I'm not going to waste a minute putting myself down. I always tell myself, "If I don't have any information to go on as to why they stopped contacting me, what good does it do me to put myself down?? I mean yes, I am the common denominator. BUT both guys' last interactions with me were highly positive. So if I have no idea why they lost interest, what good does it do me to put myself down? If I have to write the story, why say "oh it's bc you're old. They saw your flab. They saw wrinkles. I'm not 24." blah blah blah Why not tell myself, "They stopped contacting me bc they couldn't handle me?" and "they're immature" and "probably want a girlfriend/marriage/babies and I can't give them that."
It saves my ego and it's probably the truth. But there's really no excuse for just "ghosting" someone you've been involved with except to label that person a douchebag.
At least Blondie always wrote me and told me why he couldn't see me. He gave me that. He has never ghosted me. And he's younger than New Guy. And here I thought NG would be more mature.
Apparently, age is not an indicator of douche'ness.
Sigh.
Happy Monday y'all.
Back to the drawing board.
New Guy will probably not be mentioned again after today's post. I think it's super interesting that not only could I not think of how to address him when I talked about him let alone on here was probably a premonition. I'm so annoyed. I texted him again one last time last night, I simply said, "I miss your daily phone calls. Hope all is well with you."
Crickets once again.
And what pisses me off the most is, he made a point to tell me more than once how he's the kind of person who's "so blunt it offends a lot of people" but the truth is, he's a coward and an asshole. To just ignore me is cowardice and douchebag behavior. So much for being "blunt".
I deleted all our texts so I'm not tempted to contact him again. And why would I be tempted to contact him again? Only to show my anger and contempt for him and I don't want to do that. I want to just "go away" as he's hoping I will (apparently) and take the high road. I KNOW I didn't do anything wrong. The day before he stopped responding to me we had insane video sex and he'd responded how hot and sexy I was. So whatever is causing him to act like an asshole, well, it has nothing to do with ME.
I like that I'm handling this additional rejection well. It happens so often I can't possibly take it personally. I think these young guys are mostly all talk-like Hairy Guy got cold feet at the last minute and admitted "sexting is fun but I don't think I can go through with it." I think they just like the free sexy pics and the IDEA of me. And also, I'm married. They want girlfriends they can take home to their roommates and not be embarrassed about. Once Blondie got a female roommate, he refused to have me over bc apparently, he was embarrassed of me. I refuse to be someone's embarrassment. I will keep looking until I find someone who will like me the way I am. What hurts is New Guy and I had these conversations and before we even met we both wanted the same thing. Being almost 28 he seemed more mature than Blondie (who's barely 24).
Whatever.
I'm not going to waste a minute putting myself down. I always tell myself, "If I don't have any information to go on as to why they stopped contacting me, what good does it do me to put myself down?? I mean yes, I am the common denominator. BUT both guys' last interactions with me were highly positive. So if I have no idea why they lost interest, what good does it do me to put myself down? If I have to write the story, why say "oh it's bc you're old. They saw your flab. They saw wrinkles. I'm not 24." blah blah blah Why not tell myself, "They stopped contacting me bc they couldn't handle me?" and "they're immature" and "probably want a girlfriend/marriage/babies and I can't give them that."
It saves my ego and it's probably the truth. But there's really no excuse for just "ghosting" someone you've been involved with except to label that person a douchebag.
At least Blondie always wrote me and told me why he couldn't see me. He gave me that. He has never ghosted me. And he's younger than New Guy. And here I thought NG would be more mature.
Apparently, age is not an indicator of douche'ness.
Sigh.
Happy Monday y'all.
Wednesday, February 1, 2017
Dumped again
WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW
We've got so much catching up to do!!
HOLY SHIT WHERE DO I START!?!?!?
Wow so my birthday was Thursday, very nice day, over 150 Facebook wishes and messages, and yes, Blondie did finally write me. I decided I would use that moment to write him further. Prodded by my BFF, I thanked him for the birthday wishes, and added a congrats to him on getting his new job, the one that will keep him from moving to Colorado! The next morning he thanked me and we wrote back and forth chit-chat off and on all morning. Finally, I poked him around 10:30 am the day after my birthday, "You should be inside me. Come over."
How would YOU react if someone you (apparently) really liked and had had a sexual relationship with wrote that to you?? Well, he responded first with, "haha hey now, I'm working." A couple hours later I wrote simply, "when next then?" with a kissy face emoticon.
And that's when the shit hit the fan.
He waxed on about how he won't be able to "for awhile"--that there's someone else he's been talking to and "I can't do two things at once" That it makes him uncomfortable and "I know she wouldn't like it.' How the fuck would he know that???!!
He went on. Stab, stab, stab.
"I'm sorry. It just messes with me to do that to someone. If (sic) love to have a relationship. And this one had her eyes on me and I would be lying to say I didn't have mine on her."
I wanted to say, "go fuck yourself Blondie" but my dignity wouldn't allow it. I simply said, "well you def have to pursue that then! I totes get it....hopefully you and I will get to play again in the future." And he proceeded to send me a snapchat video right at that moment. And a few since.
I'm not ever going to be that crazy ex-girlfriend. And I know he will come back. He always does. Because like the Avril Lavigne song my band is doing right now, "Every second I'll be wrapped around your finger, cuz I can, cuz I can do it better, there's no other, so when's it gonna sink in, she's so stupid what the hell were you thinking!!!" --Girlfriend
We've got so much catching up to do!!
HOLY SHIT WHERE DO I START!?!?!?
Wow so my birthday was Thursday, very nice day, over 150 Facebook wishes and messages, and yes, Blondie did finally write me. I decided I would use that moment to write him further. Prodded by my BFF, I thanked him for the birthday wishes, and added a congrats to him on getting his new job, the one that will keep him from moving to Colorado! The next morning he thanked me and we wrote back and forth chit-chat off and on all morning. Finally, I poked him around 10:30 am the day after my birthday, "You should be inside me. Come over."
How would YOU react if someone you (apparently) really liked and had had a sexual relationship with wrote that to you?? Well, he responded first with, "haha hey now, I'm working." A couple hours later I wrote simply, "when next then?" with a kissy face emoticon.
And that's when the shit hit the fan.
He waxed on about how he won't be able to "for awhile"--that there's someone else he's been talking to and "I can't do two things at once" That it makes him uncomfortable and "I know she wouldn't like it.' How the fuck would he know that???!!
He went on. Stab, stab, stab.
"I'm sorry. It just messes with me to do that to someone. If (sic) love to have a relationship. And this one had her eyes on me and I would be lying to say I didn't have mine on her."
I wanted to say, "go fuck yourself Blondie" but my dignity wouldn't allow it. I simply said, "well you def have to pursue that then! I totes get it....hopefully you and I will get to play again in the future." And he proceeded to send me a snapchat video right at that moment. And a few since.
I'm not ever going to be that crazy ex-girlfriend. And I know he will come back. He always does. Because like the Avril Lavigne song my band is doing right now, "Every second I'll be wrapped around your finger, cuz I can, cuz I can do it better, there's no other, so when's it gonna sink in, she's so stupid what the hell were you thinking!!!" --Girlfriend
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Friday, January 27, 2017
Post-Birthday notes
I kind of got what I wanted for my birthday yesterday--Blondie did finally write me around 5:30 pm, "I hope you have a great birthday (my name)" I wrote back, "thanks babe" with a kiss emoticon. He still hasn't read it. And then, around 9:00 I added, "congrats on the job that's awesome" because he'd posted a few days ago he got the job that will keep him here instead of moving to Colorado! And he's online right now, and still hasn't read those last two messages. So I went from ecstatic to down, and that's what he does to me. I AM happy he wrote me though, and I've learned with him that he WILL eventually always contact me, and when I see him, he will fill in all the blanks. It's just not enough for me. I want more. I ache for him, but if it's not both ways, I really can't keep doing this.
And New Guy didn't disappoint. He wrote me all day, sent me snapchats, complimented me, and even called me. We weren't able to see each other but it was ok bc there was no expectation that we would. He worked a long 10 hour day (he's a chef) and I had plans with my hubby and daughter.
And I'm not closing myself of to other guys yet. I'm still not sure about him. Our phone call was so awkward--I can't quite explain it. I think he makes me feel defensive. He's "all in" with me and I'm so hesitant. I was telling my hubby how Rocker Boy sent me a birthday message yesterday-I hadn't remembered but HE did that it was HIS birthday yesterday too! So he and I were chatting a bit, and I posted a pic of the two of us from that gig I met him at (and kissed him!) and I told my hubby how I had crazy chemistry for him the moment I laid eyes on him. And when he wrote me, all I wanted to do was fuck him. And with New Guy, I just don't feel it yet. And he IS sexy and doing all the right things. My feelings for Blondie wouldn't stop me from fucking Rocker Boy, so that was kind of a light bulb moment. It's not that I'm soooo into Blondie apparently, maybe I'm just not that into New Guy.
Or I wonder if maybe I know I won't fall in love with Rocker Boy, I'll just have a splendid good time with him, and if I get naked with NG, I WILL fall in love and that's what scares me. And stupid Blondie doesn't even know or care how I feel about him and obviously it's wasted emotion the way I feel about him.
Have a great weekend sexy peeps! Wear your condoms! Be honest! Have fun!
And New Guy didn't disappoint. He wrote me all day, sent me snapchats, complimented me, and even called me. We weren't able to see each other but it was ok bc there was no expectation that we would. He worked a long 10 hour day (he's a chef) and I had plans with my hubby and daughter.
And I'm not closing myself of to other guys yet. I'm still not sure about him. Our phone call was so awkward--I can't quite explain it. I think he makes me feel defensive. He's "all in" with me and I'm so hesitant. I was telling my hubby how Rocker Boy sent me a birthday message yesterday-I hadn't remembered but HE did that it was HIS birthday yesterday too! So he and I were chatting a bit, and I posted a pic of the two of us from that gig I met him at (and kissed him!) and I told my hubby how I had crazy chemistry for him the moment I laid eyes on him. And when he wrote me, all I wanted to do was fuck him. And with New Guy, I just don't feel it yet. And he IS sexy and doing all the right things. My feelings for Blondie wouldn't stop me from fucking Rocker Boy, so that was kind of a light bulb moment. It's not that I'm soooo into Blondie apparently, maybe I'm just not that into New Guy.
Or I wonder if maybe I know I won't fall in love with Rocker Boy, I'll just have a splendid good time with him, and if I get naked with NG, I WILL fall in love and that's what scares me. And stupid Blondie doesn't even know or care how I feel about him and obviously it's wasted emotion the way I feel about him.
Have a great weekend sexy peeps! Wear your condoms! Be honest! Have fun!
Tuesday, January 24, 2017
Blondie disappoints again and someone new to fill the void?
My dear sexy readers, you may be happy to hear that I am meeting someone new today!!! He's a musician, and we have about 30 mutual Facebook friends. We met on Tinder LOL but I'm sure our paths would've crossed in a bar or stage eventually!
We've been talking to now for about oh maybe 6 months, but my initial attraction waned quickly with every political post he'd made. A staunch conservative, we began arguing publicly and it really almost got ugly. We couldn't be more opposite, and as the election got closer, and of course, when his candidate won, he gloated and I realized I could never date him.
And I really can't remember what the turning point was for me--most likely, it was his persistence. Combined with a lack of persistence on Blondie's part, he just kind of got under my skin. He made himself impossible to ignore.
And he wasn't kidding when he told me he is blunt. He has challenged me and said things to me no guy has ever said. And he calls me every day! Blondie has called me, but every day?? And this guy isn't a schmoozer. It's like he's got an ego as big as mine, and he is tough. He doesn't lay on the compliments easily, it's like I have to work for them, and apparently, I like the challenge as well! It was interesting to find out he's an Aquarian like me! He said he'd never met another Aquarian. I've only met one, and that was in high school. So we must be rare and strange creatures indeed.
I'm not sure I'm physically attracted to him which is the problem. In some pics he's hot and in some he's not. He's 27 (going to be 28) and what I DO like is he is all in. He's a great communicator. Not like Blondie. He actually told me, "I'm not so sure about you. I feel like this is one-sided, and I'm just here to entertain you." WOW WHAT???!!!!! I couldn't even answer. He went on, "I write you and write you and send you snapchats and you look at them and don't send anything back." And guess what---this is what Blondie does to ME!!!!!! And I'm so frustrated with him, and here I'm doing that to someone else???!!! I was like "whoa!!"!!
I confessed to him that I have someone else. That things aren't going as well as I'd like but that I'm pretty attached to him, so I'm sorry when I'm flaky, it's because I'm either crazy busy with my life (not an excuse he said) or talking to him. He thanked me for telling him, but he challenged me further to explore what I want from HIM and if I've got room in my life for him.
And I realize that he's everything I've been looking for, which is mainly, a great communicator. I feel shallow and hollow talking to him and I feel like I've met myself. Have you ever met anyone that made you feel that way?? I feel like if I let him in, TRULY let him in, I will fall harder than I've ever fallen for anyone, and he will either break me in two or make me the best person I could ever be. Or break me making me that person. I realize right now, writing about him, that I'm terrified. I can't wait to tell him.
After days of arguing about how we will meet, I agreed I'd meet him at his apartment, but I wouldn't go in. I am merely picking him up and we are going to walk to a nearby restaurant for lunch. Why did we argue about where to meet you may ask?? Well, I'm a girl (DUH) and wanted to meet him in a public place, and he thought it was silly. So we argued about that. He was just like, "REALLY?!??! We've been talking for half a year and you think I'm a serial killer?" He was insulted. I stood my ground. I said, "You're a stranger. I don't care how long I've been talking to you. I don't know you."
He got it, but then I said the real truth--"it's not that I really think you might hurt me, although that is a real possibility. The truth is, what if I'm not attracted to you? What if we have no chemistry? I don't want to be stuck at your apartment trying to get away. I want to be able to leave when and if I want to leave." He softened and said with all his bravado, "well, that ain't gonna happen because we already have crazy chemistry." I laughed and said, "we'll see mister."
I guess I need a name for him, because I think you'll be hearing a lot about him, but I will wait until after we meet.
We've been talking to now for about oh maybe 6 months, but my initial attraction waned quickly with every political post he'd made. A staunch conservative, we began arguing publicly and it really almost got ugly. We couldn't be more opposite, and as the election got closer, and of course, when his candidate won, he gloated and I realized I could never date him.
And I really can't remember what the turning point was for me--most likely, it was his persistence. Combined with a lack of persistence on Blondie's part, he just kind of got under my skin. He made himself impossible to ignore.
And he wasn't kidding when he told me he is blunt. He has challenged me and said things to me no guy has ever said. And he calls me every day! Blondie has called me, but every day?? And this guy isn't a schmoozer. It's like he's got an ego as big as mine, and he is tough. He doesn't lay on the compliments easily, it's like I have to work for them, and apparently, I like the challenge as well! It was interesting to find out he's an Aquarian like me! He said he'd never met another Aquarian. I've only met one, and that was in high school. So we must be rare and strange creatures indeed.
I'm not sure I'm physically attracted to him which is the problem. In some pics he's hot and in some he's not. He's 27 (going to be 28) and what I DO like is he is all in. He's a great communicator. Not like Blondie. He actually told me, "I'm not so sure about you. I feel like this is one-sided, and I'm just here to entertain you." WOW WHAT???!!!!! I couldn't even answer. He went on, "I write you and write you and send you snapchats and you look at them and don't send anything back." And guess what---this is what Blondie does to ME!!!!!! And I'm so frustrated with him, and here I'm doing that to someone else???!!! I was like "whoa!!"!!
I confessed to him that I have someone else. That things aren't going as well as I'd like but that I'm pretty attached to him, so I'm sorry when I'm flaky, it's because I'm either crazy busy with my life (not an excuse he said) or talking to him. He thanked me for telling him, but he challenged me further to explore what I want from HIM and if I've got room in my life for him.
And I realize that he's everything I've been looking for, which is mainly, a great communicator. I feel shallow and hollow talking to him and I feel like I've met myself. Have you ever met anyone that made you feel that way?? I feel like if I let him in, TRULY let him in, I will fall harder than I've ever fallen for anyone, and he will either break me in two or make me the best person I could ever be. Or break me making me that person. I realize right now, writing about him, that I'm terrified. I can't wait to tell him.
After days of arguing about how we will meet, I agreed I'd meet him at his apartment, but I wouldn't go in. I am merely picking him up and we are going to walk to a nearby restaurant for lunch. Why did we argue about where to meet you may ask?? Well, I'm a girl (DUH) and wanted to meet him in a public place, and he thought it was silly. So we argued about that. He was just like, "REALLY?!??! We've been talking for half a year and you think I'm a serial killer?" He was insulted. I stood my ground. I said, "You're a stranger. I don't care how long I've been talking to you. I don't know you."
He got it, but then I said the real truth--"it's not that I really think you might hurt me, although that is a real possibility. The truth is, what if I'm not attracted to you? What if we have no chemistry? I don't want to be stuck at your apartment trying to get away. I want to be able to leave when and if I want to leave." He softened and said with all his bravado, "well, that ain't gonna happen because we already have crazy chemistry." I laughed and said, "we'll see mister."
I guess I need a name for him, because I think you'll be hearing a lot about him, but I will wait until after we meet.
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I am leaning towards this guy primarily because Blondie is just driving me crazy with his hot and cold, and after yesterday, I feel like I am ready to scream at him. And I don't want to scream at him, because of course I don't want to do anything to push him away, but when I see the lack of communication from him and that insane command of communication from this new guy, it just makes me limp with exhaustion. Yesterday was a prime example.
Sunday night, yet again, Blondie messages me around 10 o'clock a "happy birthday" (it's actually not till Thursday) and that he's sorry he couldn't "cum" (sic) to the party my friends threw for me that day. So that led to, "I'm alone, you should come over." I said, "I can't tonight, sorry" as I was drunk and trying to sober up, in my jammies drinking Sprite on the couch. (the party was epic BTW). Then as quickly as he asked me over, he says, "oh my roommate home now, I was alone." I didn't respond. Then I just wrote something like, 'Oh Blondie, you know how badly I want to fuck you. Come over tmrw at 11:00 (am)". He said, "I will be there."
And then he wrote he was going to Urgent Care in the morning and would come by after. I said, "Urgent care???! OMG why??!!" Seemed a strange pairing. ER visit and hot sex. Hmm. Okayyy?!?! He said he has a hernia and has to see the dr. No further explanation. So I said, "Ok, well sorry to hear but yeah! I'll be here! Can't wait to see you!"
I had told him I had tennis until 10:30 but that I'd be home and showered by 11-ish. And when I'd finished tennis and hadn't yet heard from him, I knew he wasn't going to end up coming over. I just knew it. I didn't want to be the first one to write him, but I needed to know if he was coming over or not, because if he wasn't, I wouldn't shower, I'd get my house cleaned and shit. So I just wrote, "Just finished tennis. How'd it go at the doctor?" He wrote right back, "I go at 12;30."
I wish I'd waited to respond or not respond at all. I processed this new info and my mind just quickly surmised it to mean, "I won't be able to see you now." Of course he didn't actually SAY that. I had to figure it out on my own. So stupidly and too quickly, giving him the benefit of the doubt, I just said. "that's good! Gotta take care of yourself" and then, "well poopy you won't get to see me then."
And when I told my BFF about this convo, she was furious. She said, "That's it??!! He never responded??" I said, "nope". And he still hasn't. She said, 'You can't make appointments at the urgent care. He could've gone a different time." So then I started to stew, and smoke began to come out of my ears, and I began to feel furious and stupid.
And unappreciated, and taken for granted, because without more information, why would I feel any differently?? How hard would it have been to say, "I'm sorry, that's the only time they could get me in, it sucks!! When are you free next??" And since that STILL hasn't happened, I've decided not to invest any more energy into him. If he wants me, he's going to have to do better.
If I'd waited to respond, and had taken time to process his answer, I would've called him on it. I would've said something more along the lines of, "hmmm that's interesting bc I'm pretty sure Urgent Care doesn't make appointments." And made him defend himself. He's just too much work.
If I'd waited to respond, and had taken time to process his answer, I would've called him on it. I would've said something more along the lines of, "hmmm that's interesting bc I'm pretty sure Urgent Care doesn't make appointments." And made him defend himself. He's just too much work.
I'm getting really excited to meet this new guy today. Apprehensive and excited at the same time.
Today may be, as Dr. Phil says, "a changing day" for me.
Today may be, as Dr. Phil says, "a changing day" for me.
Friday, June 3, 2016
Ready for some summer sex!
Hello sexy readers!
I haven't had much to write about lately. Ever since Blondie moved on, I haven't had much luck at all. Every time a hottie gets interested lately, they seem to have the same problem I believe Blondie did, which is, I'm married. It appears to be very hard for guys to accept that a hot married girl's husband isn't going to come after them with a shotgun. If I were to lie and say I was divorced, or separated, I wouldn't keep getting shot down (no pun intended!! LOL)
Every time I think, FUCK, there goes another hottie, I just want to scream. There was a super hot high school history teacher I'll call Joe, first year out of college. Twenty-four. He was a "10" for sure. Snapchatting me 24/7. We texted constantly. And then came the question: "how is it someone so gorgeous is actually single??" And whatever answer I gave was insufficient, and he's now ghosting me. He looks at every single snapchat story I post so he's still interested, or curious, or bored, but he hasn't responded to my last 3 texts. Why do guys need me to be single?? It's not like he or any of his young co-horts are looking for wives. What does it matter??!! It's like there's nothing I can say that reassures them sufficiently.
I decided that I'm not going to stoop to lying. It's just not in me. I'm a horrible liar. I'm good at exaggerating the truth LOL but I can't lie. I really can't. I would forget who I told what to, and I know how devastating it feels to be lied to, and I don't want to get involved with someone and then have to say, "there's something I need to tell you." So I will just keep being be, and "ME" is married. I'm not cheating. If you don't know what an "open relationship" is ask me. Or Google it, but it means different things to different people.
That being said, "F" is back! I can't remember if I have written about him on here recently, but yeah, he's back. We haven't gotten together yet (he's still with his girlfriend!!) but true to F form, he gets bored eventually and comes back to me. And then strange thing is, I'm not sure I really care either way. He broke my heart. It was very hard getting over him. And of course my fling with Blondie helped heal that quickly. I was so happy with Blondie, "F who??!!" And then when that ended, I still didn't think of F anymore. I realized I was over him when he came back.
Things are escalating quickly. He is Snapchatting me 3-5 times a day now, which is unbelievable. I'd be lying if I didn't admit I'm flattered and intrigued. The last I sent him was a very sexy pic of me in black lingerie (F LOVES me in lingerie) and a caption that said, "I heard it's someone's birthday". Then another sexy pic, with a caption I wrote that said, "I have a present for you." He sent a pic back immediately, a selfie of him in his car with that mega-watt smile and a caption that said, "tomorrow!" So who knows? Maybe we'll meet up soon. I will most definitely see him, but I know better than to get my heart involved again. He's too young--fuck he's 21 today!!! Younger than my SON!!!! And he will always have a "thing" for me, but like Blondie, will always want a girlfriend--the socially acceptable girl they can plaster all over Facebook. It's all for show.
I try not to make it a habit of looking at Blondie's FB bc it makes me sick to my stomach, but I can't help myself. I'm looking for the elimination of the "relationship with (new chick)" off his page. It's still there. And in my cynicism and heartache, I've spent way too much time analyzing their relationship. They fucking look like brother and sister. Fucking twins. Yin to each other's yang. I can't stand it. And then I get annoyed and think, "I'm done. I'm over you." And then I go and look at the app that tells me who's secretly stalking my FB and the previous man who was once my #1 is now way down to number #154. He's NOT thinking about me. Not right now anyways, and I have to move on. And sometimes I just have to force myself to be grateful for what we had and know that I don't regret a thing. Except not seeing the signs that he was struggling with me being married. I didn't want to see it, I didn't want to let it interfere. But it was there.
I do hope he will boomerang. I think that once you have that strong a connection with someone, that feeling never goes away. That all you have to do is think about that person, and BOOM it's there. Idk for all I know, by the time it happens, if it does, I won't feel the same way anymore. I got over F. I may get over Blondie too.
But he still has one of my earrings. A very nice pair that I thought would be super sexy laying on his dresser. I keep hoping the new chick finds it and he has to think about how it got there. And then, like he told me he did daily, jerk off thinking about me. And then maybe I'll get a text from him. Or he'll add me back on Snapchat.
I really must find someone new.
I haven't had much to write about lately. Ever since Blondie moved on, I haven't had much luck at all. Every time a hottie gets interested lately, they seem to have the same problem I believe Blondie did, which is, I'm married. It appears to be very hard for guys to accept that a hot married girl's husband isn't going to come after them with a shotgun. If I were to lie and say I was divorced, or separated, I wouldn't keep getting shot down (no pun intended!! LOL)
Every time I think, FUCK, there goes another hottie, I just want to scream. There was a super hot high school history teacher I'll call Joe, first year out of college. Twenty-four. He was a "10" for sure. Snapchatting me 24/7. We texted constantly. And then came the question: "how is it someone so gorgeous is actually single??" And whatever answer I gave was insufficient, and he's now ghosting me. He looks at every single snapchat story I post so he's still interested, or curious, or bored, but he hasn't responded to my last 3 texts. Why do guys need me to be single?? It's not like he or any of his young co-horts are looking for wives. What does it matter??!! It's like there's nothing I can say that reassures them sufficiently.
I decided that I'm not going to stoop to lying. It's just not in me. I'm a horrible liar. I'm good at exaggerating the truth LOL but I can't lie. I really can't. I would forget who I told what to, and I know how devastating it feels to be lied to, and I don't want to get involved with someone and then have to say, "there's something I need to tell you." So I will just keep being be, and "ME" is married. I'm not cheating. If you don't know what an "open relationship" is ask me. Or Google it, but it means different things to different people.
That being said, "F" is back! I can't remember if I have written about him on here recently, but yeah, he's back. We haven't gotten together yet (he's still with his girlfriend!!) but true to F form, he gets bored eventually and comes back to me. And then strange thing is, I'm not sure I really care either way. He broke my heart. It was very hard getting over him. And of course my fling with Blondie helped heal that quickly. I was so happy with Blondie, "F who??!!" And then when that ended, I still didn't think of F anymore. I realized I was over him when he came back.
Things are escalating quickly. He is Snapchatting me 3-5 times a day now, which is unbelievable. I'd be lying if I didn't admit I'm flattered and intrigued. The last I sent him was a very sexy pic of me in black lingerie (F LOVES me in lingerie) and a caption that said, "I heard it's someone's birthday". Then another sexy pic, with a caption I wrote that said, "I have a present for you." He sent a pic back immediately, a selfie of him in his car with that mega-watt smile and a caption that said, "tomorrow!" So who knows? Maybe we'll meet up soon. I will most definitely see him, but I know better than to get my heart involved again. He's too young--fuck he's 21 today!!! Younger than my SON!!!! And he will always have a "thing" for me, but like Blondie, will always want a girlfriend--the socially acceptable girl they can plaster all over Facebook. It's all for show.
I try not to make it a habit of looking at Blondie's FB bc it makes me sick to my stomach, but I can't help myself. I'm looking for the elimination of the "relationship with (new chick)" off his page. It's still there. And in my cynicism and heartache, I've spent way too much time analyzing their relationship. They fucking look like brother and sister. Fucking twins. Yin to each other's yang. I can't stand it. And then I get annoyed and think, "I'm done. I'm over you." And then I go and look at the app that tells me who's secretly stalking my FB and the previous man who was once my #1 is now way down to number #154. He's NOT thinking about me. Not right now anyways, and I have to move on. And sometimes I just have to force myself to be grateful for what we had and know that I don't regret a thing. Except not seeing the signs that he was struggling with me being married. I didn't want to see it, I didn't want to let it interfere. But it was there.
I do hope he will boomerang. I think that once you have that strong a connection with someone, that feeling never goes away. That all you have to do is think about that person, and BOOM it's there. Idk for all I know, by the time it happens, if it does, I won't feel the same way anymore. I got over F. I may get over Blondie too.
But he still has one of my earrings. A very nice pair that I thought would be super sexy laying on his dresser. I keep hoping the new chick finds it and he has to think about how it got there. And then, like he told me he did daily, jerk off thinking about me. And then maybe I'll get a text from him. Or he'll add me back on Snapchat.
I really must find someone new.
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If you are a regular reader of my Twitter, you'll know that I recently had a little work done! I had surgery 2 weeks ago, and I'm still in the recovery process and have some residual swelling in my face. I don't want to talk about it other than to say, "LOOK OUT WORLD! ANNA'S BACK!!" I am super happy with the results so far; it's hard to know how it will look when the swelling goes down more but I've been told by a few friends that I look the same, only a much younger version of myself. I'm super excited for that.
It's going to be a great summer!!!
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Friday, September 4, 2015
My night of rejections
The evening started out fun since I was meeting a group of my girlfriends for happy hour. The usually fun bar was filled with aging, white middle-aged business men and blue-collar women who actually go out to a trendy bar dressed as if it's a trip to the grocery store. I felt over-dressed and everyone stared when I walked to the restroom, which was nice hehehe I will admit I'd rather be over-dressed than under-dressed.....anyways, no cute guys is my point. BORING. One of the fun things about happy hour and sitting at the bar is flirting. One of my BFF's likes old bald guys (yay for them! Cuz she's HOT!!) was flirting but I was just getting drunk and bored.
So I drunk texted F a sexy pic of me. Still hasn't responded, but it says "delivered", so I know he got it. It was a selfie, nothing skanky. Just my face. Oh, and my cleavage. Heheheh.
It was just a night of rejections. One by one, I sent sexy selfies to a couple guys and they didn't even respond. How annoying! Even my girlfriends told me, "Girl, you are looking HOT!! You should have some fun tonight!!!" My hubby was out of town too on business, so yeah, I didn't need to be anywhere. My daughter was out with her BF so I had a little time for some naughty fun.
I finally decided to just be a good girl and go home after I half-drank my third peach margarita. My one friend had a date and the other two had work in the morning (I don't!!) so yeah, I decided to just go home.
I was texting my hubby and lamenting to him my rotten luck at getting a guy to follow through. I'm so sick of texting and Snapchats and nothing every coming from it. He said, "Why don't you write Allen?" I said, 'hmmm I actually was thinking of him!" But I thought of someone I liked better.
Jordan.
And he responded immediately!!!
We went back and forth for over an hour, stepping up the sexting with every text. He was begging for pics and for me to tell him what I was going to do to him. He begged for video of me with my vibrator. I complied. It was so much fun.
He said he was coming over!!!
I let my husband know and he was so excited for me! My daughter was sound asleep by this point, it was almost midnight, and I ran around the house picking up and lighting candles.
And then he said his car wouldn't start.
I'm not naive. I knew it was a lie, but I didn't want to be a bitch so I played along. He didn't even apologize, which made me feel like maybe he was telling the truth?? Either way I was fine. I was happy just having that sexy connection with him again. He did ask when my hubby would be out of town again and I said I didn't know but that I would give him a couple days' heads up next time so we can get together. He said, "Okay darling, goodnight" and that was that.
I DO have a date today. At noon. I met him on Craig's list ironically and I did go to meet him at his work last week. I'm not super attracted; the pic he sent he looked so much like F and I was like OMG I have to fuck this guy. In person, not so much at all. In fact, he looks more like Freddie Mercury. I think I'll call him Freddie hahaha because I will be writing about what happens today.
He's 25 and actually lives a mile away! AND he has his OWN apartment!! That's rare these days. Most of these young guys either have several roommates or live with their parents, so that's a plus in his corner. Also, he is really really really into me, he told me yesterday that I'm all he thinks about. AWWWWWW that's all I really want is for someone to feel that way about me!!!
So, I promised my hubby I'd give him a chance. Today is that chance.
I'll let you know how it turns out!
Have a great weekend my sexy readers!!!
Love,
Anna XO
So I drunk texted F a sexy pic of me. Still hasn't responded, but it says "delivered", so I know he got it. It was a selfie, nothing skanky. Just my face. Oh, and my cleavage. Heheheh.
It was just a night of rejections. One by one, I sent sexy selfies to a couple guys and they didn't even respond. How annoying! Even my girlfriends told me, "Girl, you are looking HOT!! You should have some fun tonight!!!" My hubby was out of town too on business, so yeah, I didn't need to be anywhere. My daughter was out with her BF so I had a little time for some naughty fun.
I finally decided to just be a good girl and go home after I half-drank my third peach margarita. My one friend had a date and the other two had work in the morning (I don't!!) so yeah, I decided to just go home.
I was texting my hubby and lamenting to him my rotten luck at getting a guy to follow through. I'm so sick of texting and Snapchats and nothing every coming from it. He said, "Why don't you write Allen?" I said, 'hmmm I actually was thinking of him!" But I thought of someone I liked better.
Jordan.
And he responded immediately!!!
We went back and forth for over an hour, stepping up the sexting with every text. He was begging for pics and for me to tell him what I was going to do to him. He begged for video of me with my vibrator. I complied. It was so much fun.
He said he was coming over!!!
I let my husband know and he was so excited for me! My daughter was sound asleep by this point, it was almost midnight, and I ran around the house picking up and lighting candles.
And then he said his car wouldn't start.
I'm not naive. I knew it was a lie, but I didn't want to be a bitch so I played along. He didn't even apologize, which made me feel like maybe he was telling the truth?? Either way I was fine. I was happy just having that sexy connection with him again. He did ask when my hubby would be out of town again and I said I didn't know but that I would give him a couple days' heads up next time so we can get together. He said, "Okay darling, goodnight" and that was that.
I DO have a date today. At noon. I met him on Craig's list ironically and I did go to meet him at his work last week. I'm not super attracted; the pic he sent he looked so much like F and I was like OMG I have to fuck this guy. In person, not so much at all. In fact, he looks more like Freddie Mercury. I think I'll call him Freddie hahaha because I will be writing about what happens today.
He's 25 and actually lives a mile away! AND he has his OWN apartment!! That's rare these days. Most of these young guys either have several roommates or live with their parents, so that's a plus in his corner. Also, he is really really really into me, he told me yesterday that I'm all he thinks about. AWWWWWW that's all I really want is for someone to feel that way about me!!!
So, I promised my hubby I'd give him a chance. Today is that chance.
I'll let you know how it turns out!
Have a great weekend my sexy readers!!!
Love,
Anna XO
Monday, April 27, 2015
Creepy Catfisher Strikes Again
After I wrote that last blog post, I sat and thought about the whole thing, and I thought, "This innocent guy, the model Joshua, needs to know this creep has stolen his identity." So I looked at all the Google results, and found his Facebook. So I private messaged him and told him the whole story. He was so sweet!! He wrote me right back, gushingly thanked me for letting him know. We chatted back and forth off and on all day the next day, and he was just mortified. He said that it was "definitely NOT" him in the OKCupid profile. And I finished by saying, "BTW it was disappointing to say the least because you're really hot and I'd love to meet you!" LOL He lives in England so unless I jump on a plane that's not going to happen unfortunately! I gave him the link to this blog with the story I wrote and he read the whole thing and told me how sickening it was that there was someone out there that would do such a thing. I totally agreed.
I felt really good afterwards. I felt like I had done this cute, innocent guy a good thing. I know these disgusting creeps never get caught, but at least Joshua can keep himself aware that if he did it once, he'll do it again, and he needs to be able to protect himself. I felt really bad for him. I mean, I've watched the TV show "Catfish" and have felt really badly for the people that get catfished but I've never seen it from the perspective of the person who's picture gets stolen. This was so frightening.
I thought that was the end of the creepy guy catfishing me. I had done everything I thought I could do.
WRONG.
So yesterday I'm driving, and I get a text from someone who says, "Hi gorgeous." There are no previous texts from this person, so it's someone I've communicated in the past and are no longer interested in. I responded, "who is this?" and he wrote back, 'Ryan". Now, there's only 1 Ryan that I know, and he is my current hottie I've been Snapchatting all the time. He's super cute, 19, and has been in Alabama for work for a month. We've been getting to know each other and have been hoping to get together when he gets back. And he had just gotten back.
I was driving to the airport to pick up my husband and I was paying attention to my GPS more than my phone. But I REALLY like this Ryan guy so I wanted to respond. He asked for a pic. I snapped a pic of my legs--I was driving and in a dress and thought he'd like that. Then he called me. I didn't answer because I needed to pay attention to my GPS. I had never been to this airport before and there was a lot of traffic.
He didn't leave a message but kept texting me. Suddenly, my radar went up that it wasn't him. I don't know what it was, but there it was. I went to my Snapchat and wrote Ryan. I asked him if he was texting me and calling me. I was too distracted to scroll through my phone and see if he and I had actually texted, and did I even have Ryan's phone number?
Ryan said, "No, it's not me. My phone number is (a completely different area code as well)."
I felt a stabbing pain in my heart. I wrote the creep, pretending to be interested, "Send me a pic so I know who I'm talking to." And you'll never believe what pic he sent!!! THE SAME FUCKING PROFILE PIC OF JOSHUA!!!!!
I verbally texted, "LEAVE ME ALONE AND DO NOT EVER CONTACT ME AGAIN YOURE A FUCKING CREEP". He actually had the nerve to write, "Ok bitch." Can you believe it??? Soon as I stopped driving I blocked his phone number.
I wrote Joshua and let him know clearly this asshole isn't about to stop using Joshua's pic to lure women.
Fucking scary motherfucker.
I felt really good afterwards. I felt like I had done this cute, innocent guy a good thing. I know these disgusting creeps never get caught, but at least Joshua can keep himself aware that if he did it once, he'll do it again, and he needs to be able to protect himself. I felt really bad for him. I mean, I've watched the TV show "Catfish" and have felt really badly for the people that get catfished but I've never seen it from the perspective of the person who's picture gets stolen. This was so frightening.
I thought that was the end of the creepy guy catfishing me. I had done everything I thought I could do.
WRONG.
So yesterday I'm driving, and I get a text from someone who says, "Hi gorgeous." There are no previous texts from this person, so it's someone I've communicated in the past and are no longer interested in. I responded, "who is this?" and he wrote back, 'Ryan". Now, there's only 1 Ryan that I know, and he is my current hottie I've been Snapchatting all the time. He's super cute, 19, and has been in Alabama for work for a month. We've been getting to know each other and have been hoping to get together when he gets back. And he had just gotten back.
I was driving to the airport to pick up my husband and I was paying attention to my GPS more than my phone. But I REALLY like this Ryan guy so I wanted to respond. He asked for a pic. I snapped a pic of my legs--I was driving and in a dress and thought he'd like that. Then he called me. I didn't answer because I needed to pay attention to my GPS. I had never been to this airport before and there was a lot of traffic.
He didn't leave a message but kept texting me. Suddenly, my radar went up that it wasn't him. I don't know what it was, but there it was. I went to my Snapchat and wrote Ryan. I asked him if he was texting me and calling me. I was too distracted to scroll through my phone and see if he and I had actually texted, and did I even have Ryan's phone number?
Ryan said, "No, it's not me. My phone number is (a completely different area code as well)."
I felt a stabbing pain in my heart. I wrote the creep, pretending to be interested, "Send me a pic so I know who I'm talking to." And you'll never believe what pic he sent!!! THE SAME FUCKING PROFILE PIC OF JOSHUA!!!!!
I verbally texted, "LEAVE ME ALONE AND DO NOT EVER CONTACT ME AGAIN YOURE A FUCKING CREEP". He actually had the nerve to write, "Ok bitch." Can you believe it??? Soon as I stopped driving I blocked his phone number.
I wrote Joshua and let him know clearly this asshole isn't about to stop using Joshua's pic to lure women.
Fucking scary motherfucker.
Monday, August 11, 2014
Snapchat fun
I love Snapchat! It's the latest app the young guys I love are using. It appears they use it the way the rest of us text. It's really silly if I think about it, because texting does the same thing--it's instantaneous, you can write to each other and send pics, just like texting. The only difference is, all of is vanishes just as instantaneously UNLESS you take a screenshot. And, you've usually only got anywhere from 5-10 seconds to do so. And, if you take a screenshot (which means that X-rated pic has been saved now), it sends a notification to that person so they know you've saved that pic. Which isn't a big deal really, in fact, I've learned it's a compliment when the person you've sent a pic to takes a screen shot and saves it.
Which leads me to my conundrum.
I currently have four delicious young hunks I'm juggling on Snapchat. One, my 3nd favorite hottie, takes screenshots of every single pic I send him (love him for that!!) My #1 hottie takes them off and on. There doesn't seem to be a rhyme or reason. It makes me think HE'S thinking, "I don't need to keep them. She'll keep sending them." Whereas my #3 must adore me SO much he wants to keep every single pic I send. Guys #2 and 4 have been taking screenshots too.
My BFF thinks I'm insane to send naked pics of my womanly body parts to these guys, three I've never met. My face isn't in any of them. They could be anybody, and it's FUN!!! And they send the same back to me. Yesterday alone I got 4 different dick pics, one from each of them for my collection. I told my husband that yes, I will scrapbook in my old age--I will print out all my cute guys and the pics they've sent me.
OMG my #2 favorite (behind Jordan) is a guy who lives in fucking Arkansas! Shit he is so perfect and adores me so much it is on my bucket list to go see this hottie! (he's only 19!!!) OMG and he likes my hubby too. He's got blue eyes and dimples and a perfect body. He says all the right things. WTF does he have to be so far away??????
OMG what a fun week it's been!! Jordan has been Snapchatting me nearly every single night. He must get lonely around 1 am cuz that's when the Snapchats start. I wait until he sends one first, and then, I wait a few minutes (that's hell in Snapchat land, waiting to see if the person has "opened" the pic and looked at it) then I look at it. Usually he wakes me up, but do I mind?? HELL NO!!! One night, it was a pic of that beautiful face of his, with the words written across the bottom, "I want to see your body." Mmmmm. OKAY BABY!! And click click click of the iphone I go. I take the most flattering pics of my body in the dim light of my bedroom for him. Since I leave my face out of them, he doesn't see I have all my makeup off and my night cream on LOL
Two consecutive nights, he sent a pic of himself holding his very erect penis in one hand, his face behind it (a selfie if you will) with the words, "oops!" written across the bottom of the pic. Do I screenshot my guys naked pics?? YEP!! Every single one of them. It's a compliment. It means, "I want to look at this again and again, and not just for the 10 seconds you've allotted on here."
I have found that OKCupid is a wonderful place to find sexy young hunks! I did find #4 on Tinder. He is close by and I think I may have to meet him.
My hubby has someone after him too; I don't know if I've mentioned her here but I have on my other blog. She's married and isn't a threat at ALL, so I'm really glad that I'm not jealous. I want him to have her so he can have his fun too and I can deal with the painful feelings that I will have and get past them. I truly believe she is a safe sexual partner for him. She's happily married, we have gotten to know her and her husband and he is always there when she has sex with another guy. She's never alone with them, and I would be there too. I am working myself up to allowing him to have her. It will be good for him and good for our marriage. It truly would be "just sex". She's Mexican, tiny, about 100 pounds and stunningly gorgeous. Fake boobs and a perfect ass. (Yes, I've seen her naked..we have played with her about a month ago). I didn't realize how badly she wanted my husband until yesterday.
We were at their house, they were having a birthday party for her kid (from her first marriage) and her hubby sent my hubby to retrieve a plastic kids' bat for the pinata. She followed him into the storage room and they came out giggling. The door was open the whole time and nothing happened, she just whispered to him, "let's fuck" and she let me know ASAP what she did and I was fine with it all. I truly felt happy for him that this smoking hot 29 year old girl wants him that badly! I mean, my hubby is almost 50. I know our looks are going, and he deserves to have some fun if I'M having fun, right??
Guess who came back into the picture over the weekend!!?? J. Called me out of the blue Saturday morning. I didn't pick up. He didn't leave a voicemail, and he didn't follow it up with a text, so I ignored him until yesterday. I just shot a text to him and he wrote back immediately. He said he was at the same ballgame I was at, and we chatted a bit about that. When I asked him what he was doing that day, he answered, "not sure yet", so I left it there and never responded. I'm not going to beg him to see me. I am over him. I waited for him to say something like, "I've missed you. How have you guys been? What are you doing tonight/next weekend? I want to see you." None of that. So I just never responded after that.
I've had too much partying all week and gained back 4 pounds. I'm annoyed with myself. I also had a huge falling out with my hot-mess BFF. She's absolutely crazy. Certifiably crazy. Loony. Got to deal with her today.
Have a great day dear readers!!!
Which leads me to my conundrum.
I currently have four delicious young hunks I'm juggling on Snapchat. One, my 3nd favorite hottie, takes screenshots of every single pic I send him (love him for that!!) My #1 hottie takes them off and on. There doesn't seem to be a rhyme or reason. It makes me think HE'S thinking, "I don't need to keep them. She'll keep sending them." Whereas my #3 must adore me SO much he wants to keep every single pic I send. Guys #2 and 4 have been taking screenshots too.
My BFF thinks I'm insane to send naked pics of my womanly body parts to these guys, three I've never met. My face isn't in any of them. They could be anybody, and it's FUN!!! And they send the same back to me. Yesterday alone I got 4 different dick pics, one from each of them for my collection. I told my husband that yes, I will scrapbook in my old age--I will print out all my cute guys and the pics they've sent me.
OMG my #2 favorite (behind Jordan) is a guy who lives in fucking Arkansas! Shit he is so perfect and adores me so much it is on my bucket list to go see this hottie! (he's only 19!!!) OMG and he likes my hubby too. He's got blue eyes and dimples and a perfect body. He says all the right things. WTF does he have to be so far away??????
OMG what a fun week it's been!! Jordan has been Snapchatting me nearly every single night. He must get lonely around 1 am cuz that's when the Snapchats start. I wait until he sends one first, and then, I wait a few minutes (that's hell in Snapchat land, waiting to see if the person has "opened" the pic and looked at it) then I look at it. Usually he wakes me up, but do I mind?? HELL NO!!! One night, it was a pic of that beautiful face of his, with the words written across the bottom, "I want to see your body." Mmmmm. OKAY BABY!! And click click click of the iphone I go. I take the most flattering pics of my body in the dim light of my bedroom for him. Since I leave my face out of them, he doesn't see I have all my makeup off and my night cream on LOL
Two consecutive nights, he sent a pic of himself holding his very erect penis in one hand, his face behind it (a selfie if you will) with the words, "oops!" written across the bottom of the pic. Do I screenshot my guys naked pics?? YEP!! Every single one of them. It's a compliment. It means, "I want to look at this again and again, and not just for the 10 seconds you've allotted on here."
I have found that OKCupid is a wonderful place to find sexy young hunks! I did find #4 on Tinder. He is close by and I think I may have to meet him.
My hubby has someone after him too; I don't know if I've mentioned her here but I have on my other blog. She's married and isn't a threat at ALL, so I'm really glad that I'm not jealous. I want him to have her so he can have his fun too and I can deal with the painful feelings that I will have and get past them. I truly believe she is a safe sexual partner for him. She's happily married, we have gotten to know her and her husband and he is always there when she has sex with another guy. She's never alone with them, and I would be there too. I am working myself up to allowing him to have her. It will be good for him and good for our marriage. It truly would be "just sex". She's Mexican, tiny, about 100 pounds and stunningly gorgeous. Fake boobs and a perfect ass. (Yes, I've seen her naked..we have played with her about a month ago). I didn't realize how badly she wanted my husband until yesterday.
We were at their house, they were having a birthday party for her kid (from her first marriage) and her hubby sent my hubby to retrieve a plastic kids' bat for the pinata. She followed him into the storage room and they came out giggling. The door was open the whole time and nothing happened, she just whispered to him, "let's fuck" and she let me know ASAP what she did and I was fine with it all. I truly felt happy for him that this smoking hot 29 year old girl wants him that badly! I mean, my hubby is almost 50. I know our looks are going, and he deserves to have some fun if I'M having fun, right??
Guess who came back into the picture over the weekend!!?? J. Called me out of the blue Saturday morning. I didn't pick up. He didn't leave a voicemail, and he didn't follow it up with a text, so I ignored him until yesterday. I just shot a text to him and he wrote back immediately. He said he was at the same ballgame I was at, and we chatted a bit about that. When I asked him what he was doing that day, he answered, "not sure yet", so I left it there and never responded. I'm not going to beg him to see me. I am over him. I waited for him to say something like, "I've missed you. How have you guys been? What are you doing tonight/next weekend? I want to see you." None of that. So I just never responded after that.
I've had too much partying all week and gained back 4 pounds. I'm annoyed with myself. I also had a huge falling out with my hot-mess BFF. She's absolutely crazy. Certifiably crazy. Loony. Got to deal with her today.
Have a great day dear readers!!!
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