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Unleashing the cougar
Posted:Jan 21, 2016 10:49 pm
Last Updated:Jan 29, 2016 8:53 pm
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Well, not yet officially. I was at the gym this morning and I was stretching after my workout. There were a few others around me, all stretching, post workout. Amongst them were these two much, much younger guys. One of them works there as a trainer and the other was his friend. They were talking and fooling around a little, laughing away, when all of a sudden, I realized that their voices were fading away. They were still standing right there, and their mouths were moving, but I didn't hear anything. Instead, I found my mind wandering, of me tearing his ultra fitting top off. He was not too massively built, but still muscular. Very lean

I was tearing his top off, clawing at his chest and abs, and then I started to realize my heart was beating faster. I, was getting excited. LOL. I shook the thought off, and then their voices came back. I tried not to stare, but the thought of wondering how he looked naked kept creeping back in. I finished stretching and left, being very glad my shorts were already wet from sweat.

Oh, I just remembered something. I was at a car show last week. The man got free tickets so we decided to check it out. I was half expecting it to be a pimped-out car show. Turns out it wasn't, which made it extremely boring. But anyhow, I'm digressing. So, we were at this car show and, all I felt when I entered the exhibition hall, was nostalgia . It just reminded me of a time, a long, long time ago when I actually did some part-time work as one of those ladies in short skirts or tiny shorts and tight tank tops, standing around, smiling away.

I was thinking, how everyone was checking out the cars and girls, and all I can think of was, damn they must be cold. They always, always have to blast the air-conditioning while making the girls dress as little as possible. How some things don't change. Ok, Shit. Now I feel old. LOL

Aaannyhow. The weekend's here. Have a good one. Be checking back in soon.
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First post back and....its a little disjointed
Posted:Jan 21, 2016 3:55 am
Last Updated:Sep 15, 2017 9:32 pm
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This is strange. No, wait. I feel that this is strange. I met up a friend for lunch earlier in town where she works. Since I've stopped working, it's been awhile since I've been into town in the afternoon. I usually stay clear of the crowds when I can. Think I'm becoming a hermit. And rather enjoying it too.

Anyways, back to this. I had worn a short purple dress that I haven't worn in awhile. Since I was going to be traveling into town, figure I'd make a day of it. It was lunchtime in the central business district so, it was crowded everywhere. We found a nice cafe and sat outdoors. Through the entire lunch, there was this guy seated across from us, but a few tables away, who kept looking over. Without having to notify each other, we both noticed that he kept looking, to the point of staring, almost. Initially, I had thought I'd know him from somewhere, but as it turns out, when I looked over, he didn't even notice that at some point, we were both looking at him, looking at us. It was then that I realized that his gaze was directed under our table, trying to sneak a peek up our skirt. I'm not sure who's skirt he was trying to look up. But that got me wondering, why would someone want to look at someone else's underwear while eating? Really? I didn't even know that was a "thing". Sheesh.

Speaking of "things", and back tracking a little, the man has recently been having a "thing" for schoolgirl outfits. He has requested for it on a number of occasions in the past, but ever since our wedding, it has....become more frequent. It has come to a point where the "naughty schoolgirl", or the "innocent schoolgirl who does whatever she's told", or the "class seductress", and even the "teacher's pet" all have different uniforms. I used to just mix and match Hmm....which reminds me, I need more closet space.

Sssoooo.....officially I've been married for slightly over a month now. And frankly it feels...the same, yet somehow, different. Or is that different, yet, somehow, the same? Married folks, do you know what I mean? Is that...normal? LOL

Physically nothing has changed. We're still in an open enough relationship. I still am involved with my girlfriend. Actually, how warped is this? The man and I had our first threesome two nights after our wedding. LOL
He was a bit hesitant and awkward about it, but it was quite clear he enjoyed it. We'll be seeing how that....unravels, as we move forward. I had the female half of this couple that I've known and had relations with a long time join us at night. It helps tremendously that we're really close as friends..

It's more than just a physical relationship. Actually, the physical side of it is the cherry on top. Know what I mean?

I haven't been on a lot but I'll try to post more. God knows I need to rant
Thanks for stopping by and here's to the New Year and more adventures!
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Cohabiting...
Posted:Nov 30, 2015 5:24 am
Last Updated:Dec 30, 2015 3:55 pm
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...is a strange thing. Granted, he's been over for extended periods of time before. But now that he's over all the time, it takes a little getting used to I suppose it is both a blessing and a curse that he travels a lot for work. I do miss him but I also relish having my own time. The "getting-used-to-each-other's-quirks" aside, some thing have to change.

For instance, I do not have a door to my bathroom. Never had one for a few good years now. I'm thinking I'm going to install one very soon. We all pee, we all take dumps. I even have a friend who is all about watching his partners do their business. Alas, that is not my thing. We both really don't want to watch each other take our shits. Also, a lot more cleaning is required now. Speaking of which, I was home earlier a few days ago and went through my routine of cleaning up - which was strip, dump my clothes in the machine to do my laundry, then vacuum and mop the place down. He came back midway through and I didn't hear him over the vacuum cleaner roaring away. I turn around literally jumped. He scared the fucking bajeebies outta me cos I didn't hear him come back at all. And he's there, sitting down, with a drink one hand and the other stroking his crotch, smiling at me. Of course, I was in no mood after that

I suppose this will take awhile Then again, having someone else to help clean up is nice too.
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Would you wear someone else's underwear?
Posted:Nov 29, 2015 8:49 am
Last Updated:Jan 31, 2017 3:40 pm
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Not figuratively too, but literally.

A few weeks ago, the man and I got invited to one of our friends' place for their 's birthday party. I remember it being a gloriously sunny day so we decided to ride on his motorbike to this party. Of course, being typical weather here, it was clear and sunny right up to when we were 5 minutes out, then it rained so hard I had marks on my skin from the raindrops slapping into me. We didn't stop cos he thought it would be a better idea to rush there, as if beating the rain was ever possible. Anyhow, we got there completely and utterly drenched.

Our hosts were kind enough to offer us a set of fresh clothes to change into. The only kick in the teeth was, she was of a smaller build than I was. She passed me a few dresses and I could only barely fit into one of her "long" dress, which kinda ended slightly below my knees. I didn't even bother with the bras she passed to me, and the only panty she managed to scrimp up for me that could fit was a light pink g-string. I was really going to just go without, but we were going to be seated in the floor at some point (at least I was expecting to, given the nature of these parties) and a ' birthday party really isn't a place to be flashing anyone. After much deliberation, I put on what I could and joined the party.

Towards the end, the husband-to-be actually commented that he was surprised they found something that I could fit in, and even more surprised I actually used the underwear they gave us. He passed on the underwear give not him. Which kinda made me think about what I was trying not to think about in the first place - actually using someone else's underwear. I know it's clean. And it's not like we're even that kind of friends (the one with benefits ). It's somehow, for the lack of a better word, icky, isn't it? Clearly it's still buzzing around in my head...

So, would you use someone else's underwear? I suppose it would be safe to assume, if you're going to answer the question, that the situation is similar
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The post about friends
Posted:Nov 14, 2015 11:39 pm
Last Updated:Nov 28, 2015 10:20 pm
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I've been making it a point to meet up with a lot of my friends these last few weeks. Most of the meet ups are well wishes, since news broke out that I'm about to get married and the ceremony is going to be held overseas, a lot of the can't make it (that was one of the point, but of course I can't tell them that).

Met up with my old schoolmates this past week. These were my old volleyball teammates and way back when, we used to spend a lot of time together. We've been staying in touch via messages and other means but have never met up. I was a bit apprehensive to meet, and rightly so. I found out that I have almost close to nothing in terms of common interest with them anymore. We still manage to talk, but a lot of it was standard, cordial conversation. A few of them got along really well. Actually, most of them did. I just felt a little out of place. Ah well. It happens. I managed to surprise myself when they asked me how I met the guy I was about to marry.

Umm...we used to work together, then had what started out as an office fling, which blossomed into an on/off affair that lasted a good few years...? Mostly it started because he kept complaining that his wife doesn't suck his dick anymore. Of course I didn't say that. I'd spare them the details. "We met at work" was the short answer. I got a few gifts for my troubles, going out to meet them. Such sweet ladies.

I also managed to catch hold of a good friend of mine whom I haven't seen in a pretty long while. It's a little strange for me cos he literally stays two buildings away from me. We met up, and I found out why I haven't been seeing him around. He has managed to make himself disappear. Deleted all his social media profiles, moved out of his place. After digging a little deeper, I find out why. This genius of a man (bless him, he IS a good friend of mine) has been fooling around behind his wife's back. To make matters worse, he was fooling around with a few ladies, 2 of which live in the same apartment block as he did, and one in the block opposite. He pulled this disappearing act cos they found out. Yup. They ALL found out. So as it stands, 4 ladies (including his wife) and 2 husbands of the other ladies, all want his head on a pike.
I'm not even gonna ask how...or why...I'm steering clear of this one. It was nice catching up with him though, and his troubles aside, he also did give me some pretty good advice. Yes, the irony.

Anyhow. I've got two weeks remaining before I'm officially not single anymore These two weeks I'm setting aside for last minute fuck ups and, spending some quality time with the girlfriend before we fly out (she's not attending the ceremony). That plus there's still half a day of the weekend left and I'm planning to make full use of it. I'm prepping dinner while the husband-to-be is on his way. We've got wine and maybe a movie tonight. Let's hope it gets physical

Hope your weekend is going well. Thanks for stopping by.
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Would you watch porn with your partner, even if it turns you off?
Posted:Nov 11, 2015 9:51 pm
Last Updated:Nov 21, 2015 10:42 pm
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That was a false alarm. I didn't have to leave, so, here I am adding another post.

Last weekend, the husband to be and I decided we'd spend some time going for a ride on his motorbike. It was a nice, hot and sunny day. Perfect weather right? Not quite so. The weather last for about 20minutes. 5 minutes before we got to where we had planned to get, it started raining. No. Thunder storming. It was sudden as well, didn't leave enough time to stop somewhere. By the time we got there, we were both soaked. I was in a white t-shirt and light yellow shorts, and it had soaked through to the point where even my bra and panties were soaked. As much as I like a wet t-shirt contest, it's all in the timing. We turned around and rode straight home. That's another 30+ minutes of riding in the rain. And some people are really not too nice about wet t-shirts. There was a car with two guys that kept following us on the road. While, at other times, I might even appreciate the cheekiness of the act, in the pouring rain, and it was cold as fuck. On the road, I thought that was pretty fucking inconsiderate. It was dangerous. To us. On a bike. Anyways.

We got back, showered together and I was drying my hair in the room. I came out and found him sitting nude on the couch and watching porn. He was already spotting a semi hard dick, and I thought I'd join him. Why not right? Except when I parked myself beside him, he threw his arm over me and I was helping him on with his hard on, my excitement waned. It wasn't the kind of porn that got me going. It got to a point when it was actually killing the mood for me. I didn't want to say anything, cos he let me do my "thing", although he's never agreed with it. So I figured I'd not watch it, but watched him instead. There's nothing hotter than watching your partner getting turned on. I turned to face him and it worked. Didn't take long before I reached down to work on myself a little. That got him so turned on he pushed me back and went down on me. He suggested we turned the porn off, but I figured we'd do one better. I positioned myself so that while his face was between my legs, he could still see the screen if he glanced up. Did nothing for me but I guess he liked it.

We went old school, and found a one-on-one scene and tried to mimic whatever was on screen. Naturally, we both didn't last that long LOL But I thought that was fun. Certainly a fun way to make the best out of our day, after the rain.

Which begs the question - would you accompany your partner and watch the kind of porn that they like? Even if it's doing the exact opposite of turning you on.
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Would you watch porn with your partner, even if it turns you off?
Posted:Nov 11, 2015 9:43 pm
Last Updated:Nov 13, 2015 5:58 pm
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That was a false alarm. I didn't have to leave, so, here I am adding another post.

Last weekend, the husband to be and I decided we'd spend some time going for a ride on his motorbike. It was a nice, hot and sunny day. Perfect weather right? Not quite so. The weather last for about 20minutes. 5 minutes before we got to where we had planned to get, it started raining. No. Thunder storming. It was sudden as well, didn't leave enough time to stop somewhere. By the time we got there, we were both soaked. I was in a white t-shirt and light yellow shorts, and it had soaked through to the point where even my bra and panties were soaked. As much as I like a wet t-shirt contest, it's all in the timing. We turned around and rode straight home. That's another 30+ minutes of riding in the rain. And some people are really not too nice about wet t-shirts. There was a car with two guys that kept following us on the road. While, at other times, I might even appreciate the cheekiness of the act, in the pouring rain, and it was cold as fuck. On the road, I thought that was pretty fucking inconsiderate. It was dangerous. To us. On a bike. Anyways.

We got back, showered together and I was drying my hair in the room. I came out and found him sitting nude on the couch and watching porn. He was already spotting a semi hard dick, and I thought I'd join him. Why not right? Except when I parked myself beside him, he threw his arm over me and I was helping him on with his hard on, my excitement waned. It wasn't the kind of porn that got me going. It got to a point when it was actually killing the mood for me. I didn't want to say anything, cos he let me do my "thing", although he's never agreed with it. So I figured I'd not watch it, but watched him instead. There's nothing hotter than watching your partner getting turned on. I turned to face him and it worked. Didn't take long before I reached down to work on myself a little. That got him so turned on he pushed me back and went down on me. He suggested we turned the porn off, but I figured we'd do one better. I positioned myself so that while his face was between my legs, he could still see the screen if he glanced up. Did nothing for me but I guess he liked it.

We went old school, and found a one-on-one scene and tried to mimic whatever was on screen. Naturally, we both didn't last that long LOL But I thought that was fun. Certainly a fun way to make the best out of our day, after the rain.

Which begs the question - would you accompany your partner and watch the kind of porn that they like? Even if it's doing the exact opposite of turning you on.
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My attempt at keeping the fire going
Posted:Nov 11, 2015 9:15 pm
Last Updated:Aug 11, 2022 8:46 am
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More wedding ramblings. Forgive me, but this is what's occupying my time of late. Ok. Let's pick something less boring then. The bachelorette/bachelor party. I've never even given it the slightest thought but I met up with a few friends who are helping out and it came up. We were talking about it and one of my best friend suggested we clear out a day when we're in Bali, book another room for ourselves and do the whole, dance/drinks/food/fuck thing. She DID have a good point to support the idea - that more than handful of my friends attending the wedding are ones that I'm already fucking on an..annual basis. Some more. I don't know. I think the husband to be is having one. So I might too. Now that's a strange-isa thought. Having people at your wedding that you are already fucking on a regular basis

Anyhow. Two recent stories regarding the husband to be. Again, I was talking to some friends of mine (who have been married for awhile now) and it got round to the topic of sex. As all things do. They were telling me about how it doesn't happen as often after marriage, or that it takes a little more effort. So this chain of thoughts was playing around in my head the whole time. Sometime last week, I went to the office, or rather, his office to look for him. I had already planned to do so but let him think that it was an impromptu thing, where I was out running errands and just so happened to be near his office. I texted him, suggesting we'd get dinner after and he told agreed.

I got there past 7pm and it was already mostly empty, and when I got to his office, he was on the phone, having a conference call. I motioned to close his office door but he signalled me not to. Ok. I pull the chair in front of his desk back so he could see me legs, sat down and spread my legs showing him I wasn't wearing anything under my dress. He eyes glared, shook his head and smiled, and motioned to me, "10 minutes". Ok. More than enough time. I took out my phone, found some erotica and made myself comfortable. As I read, I slid forward on my chair and started touching myself. It was more for show but I was getting excited on that too

He put his finger on his lips, telling me to be quiet, then put his call on speaker and ran over to close his office door. He was a step away from coming over when I got up, pushed him back to his chair, and started undoing the buttons of his short, then his belt, and his pants. He picked up the receiver of his phone and went back to his call while I dug into my bag and whipped out some wet wipes to clean his dick (I DID prepare...and yeah, I just had to ) The cold kinda made him jump a little but I got him hard again in no time and went to work. I even tied up my hair. LOL I started on the tip of his dick, then worked my way down his shaft, and was going deep, and slow while playing with his balls. The minute his call ended and he hung up, he grabbed the back of my head, holding it there and started throat fucking me. I was gagging and slobbering all over his pants so I stood up, pulled his pants down to his ankles, hiked my dress up and straddled him.

I was riding him nice and slow when he started squeezing my ass and increased his pace. I told him not to cum yet, and he smiled, lifted me off and bent me over his desk. That would have been enjoyable except that he couldn't thrust hard cos that would have made it...a little noisy. And there were still a handful of people outside. I pushed him back onto his chair, took out a tube or lube from my bag (told ya I was prepared ) and lubed up my ass. All the time, we kept whispering to each other to keep it down. He adjusted himself, and I positioned myself over him, facing away from him, and sat myself down slowly. It took awhile, and I had allowed myself to be relaxed enough and literally, right at the moment I had slid his dick in my ass, there were two knocks on his door, then the door swung open.

We both fucking panicked (pardon the pun). I got up, trying not to fall over. He called out, also trying not to fall over. We both see the head of his friend (and my ex colleague, no less. I used to work in the same office) look in, and he went "whoa!" then, dart back out, closing the door. LOL

We did our best to get dressed. The front of his pants was wet, his shirt crumpled, and the back of my dress was wet and stained from the lube and whatever we both made. I had straightened myself enough to take my seat on the opposite side of his desk and he went to the door, with his friend still outside. He kept apologising, and so did we. He couldn't stop laughing, and neither did we It was a work related query but I never heard any of that. We did managed to finish up when we got home. The husband to be keeps telling me he's getting teased to bits. And I guess I'm glad I'm not working there anymore

Yeah...so that was my attempt to keep the fire burning We got burned alright.

Dang. I have to run. There was something else I had wanted to write about but I guess that will have to wait. Tio next time. Thanks for reading.
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My attempt at keeping the fire going
Posted:Nov 11, 2015 9:08 pm
Last Updated:Dec 10, 2015 10:29 am
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More wedding ramblings. Forgive me, but this is what's occupying my time of late. Ok. Let's pick something less boring then. The bachelorette/bachelor party. I've never even given it the slightest thought but I met up with a few friends who are helping out and it came up. We were talking about it and one of my best friend suggested we clear out a day when we're in Bali, book another room for ourselves and do the whole, dance/drinks/food/fuck thing. She DID have a good point to support the idea - that more than handful of my friends attending the wedding are ones that I'm already fucking on an..annual basis. Some more. I don't know. I think the husband to be is having one. So I might too. Now that's a strange-isa thought. Having people at your wedding that you are already fucking on a regular basis

Anyhow. Two recent stories regarding the husband to be. Again, I was talking to some friends of mine (who have been married for awhile now) and it got round to the topic of sex. As all things do. They were telling me about how it doesn't happen as often after marriage, or that it takes a little more effort. So this chain of thoughts was playing around in my head the whole time. Sometime last week, I went to the office, or rather, his office to look for him. I had already planned to do so but let him think that it was an impromptu thing, where I was out running errands and just so happened to be near his office. I texted him, suggesting we'd get dinner after and he told agreed.

I got there past 7pm and it was already mostly empty, and when I got to his office, he was on the phone, having a conference call. I motioned to close his office door but he signalled me not to. Ok. I pull the chair in front of his desk back so he could see me legs, sat down and spread my legs showing him I wasn't wearing anything under my dress. He eyes glared, shook his head and smiled, and motioned to me, "10 minutes". Ok. More than enough time. I took out my phone, found some erotica and made myself comfortable. As I read, I slid forward on my chair and started touching myself. It was more for show but I was getting excited on that too

He put his finger on his lips, telling me to be quiet, then put his call on speaker and ran over to close his office door. He was a step away from coming over when I got up, pushed him back to his chair, and started undoing the buttons of his short, then his belt, and his pants. He picked up the receiver of his phone and went back to his call while I dug into my bag and whipped out some wet wipes to clean his dick (I DID prepare...and yeah, I just had to ) The cold kinda made him jump a little but I got him hard again in no time and went to work. I even tied up my hair. LOL I started on the tip of his dick, then worked my way down his shaft, and was going deep, and slow while playing with his balls. The minute his call ended and he hung up, he grabbed the back of my head, holding it there and started throat fucking me. I was gagging and slobbering all over his pants so I stood up, pulled his pants down to his ankles, hiked my dress up and straddled him.

I was riding him nice and slow when he started squeezing my ass and increased his pace. I told him not to cum yet, and he smiled, lifted me off and bent me over his desk. That would have been enjoyable except that he couldn't thrust hard cos that would have made it...a little noisy. And there were still a handful of people outside. I pushed him back onto his chair, took out a tube or lube from my bag (told ya I was prepared ) and lubed up my ass. All the time, we kept whispering to each other to keep it down. He adjusted himself, and I positioned myself over him, facing away from him, and sat myself down slowly. It took awhile, and I had allowed myself to be relaxed enough and literally, right at the moment I had slid his dick in my ass, there were two knocks on his door, then the door swung open.

We both fucking panicked (pardon the pun). I got up, trying not to fall over. He called out, also trying not to fall over. We both see the head of his friend (and my ex colleague, no less. I used to work in the same office) look in, and he went "whoa!" then, dart back out, closing the door. LOL

We did our best to get dressed. The front of his pants was wet, his shirt crumpled, and the back of my dress was wet and stained from the lube and whatever we both made. I had straightened myself enough to take my seat on the opposite side of his desk and he went to the door, with his friend still outside. He kept apologising, and so did we. He couldn't stop laughing, and neither did we It was a work related query but I never heard any of that. We did managed to finish up when we got home. The husband to be keeps telling me he's getting teased to bits. And I guess I'm glad I'm not working there anymore

Yeah...so that was my attempt to keep the fire burning We got burned alright.

Dang. I have to run. There was something else I had wanted to write about but I guess that will have to wait. Tio next time. Thanks for reading.
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Nude yoga - not sure if it's for guys ;)
Posted:Nov 5, 2015 6:08 pm
Last Updated:May 11, 2016 1:54 am
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I attended a nude yoga class with my girlfriend last night. I've been to a few before, although all the ones that are mixed group (ladies and guys together) have been overseas. The only ones I've attended here have been ladies only. So last night, a friend of mine told me he's arranging a mixed group class. He's done a few, mainly for the LBGT community, and most of his classes have been males only. Last night was his first attempt at having a mixed class. I wasn't told specifically to being another lady, and I DID ask the husband-to-be, and he declined (work commitment), so I asked the girlfriend. There were 4 couples, 2 male couples and together with the gf and I, another female couple. I thought the turnout was pretty good.

Anyways. Aside from the nudity, it was just yoga. It's not one of those erotic ones, but I can see how it can be. It really was an eyeful. I knew that already, having done it before. But it amazes me how much of an eyeful it can get.

It also made me realise one thing. It's more difficult for guys to do nude yoga. Flexibility aside, there are many, many positions that we were made to do, that really....doesn't make it very comfortable for guys. Dick and balls, really do get in the way. Of many things. This is certainly one of them. Even something as simple as lying belly down on the mat. All the guys were adjusting and shifting. And those twists? Forgetaboutit. I've always known how crossing the legs can squeeze your nuts together, but damn, I saw some nuts really to explode. I kinda felt sorry for them. You. (for the males reading) LOL
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Ironing out them issues
Posted:Nov 4, 2015 9:47 pm
Last Updated:Dec 10, 2015 10:29 am
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Oh wow. It has been a long while since my last post. I apologise for pulling this disappearing act, but as you can imagine, planning your own wedding CAN take up most of your waking hours. Sleeping hours too, if you ask me. I've woken up hyperventilating at night a few times But that's another story.

So it's finally here. In just about a month's time, I'll be married. (YIKES!!) The flight's are booked, venue, people, etc etc etc. All finally done. Still a heck of a lot to do but, the bulk of it is done. We're having it done in Bali, fyi. It should be fun. In the last month we've fought, made up, fought, made up...like a gazillion times. But I guess it happens. Never thought it'd come, but it has. Anyways, what drama shall I write about? The has been a whole shitload, that's for sure.

For starters, I've had "the talk" with him (the fiance). What talk, you ask? Cos he has had many issues with regards to the planning of our wedding. For one, Bali. He didn't want it in Bali. He has come to associate it with my annual meet up fucklest with my group of friends. After much discussion, we found a place run by some of our friends. So that's settled. Is it his ex wife, who is attending? No. Aside from the fact that him and I was having an affair waaay before they had separated, and the fact that I had known her during that time, which makes it a little (ok, a LOT) uneasy for me? No. That has been hashed out too. I met her a few times since. That, too, I'll leave for another time.

The "talk" that we had, actually was a talk we didn't have. It was one I had with his instead. About 7 years ago, when the fiance was still married, and we were in the early stages of our...thing. I attended a party at his house. I was waay younger then, and had a few too many drinks. I met a young man (19years at the time) at this party and had a little sexual escapade quickie in one of the rooms. Turns out, to my absolute fucking horror at finding out a few weeks later, that that young man was, and still is, my current fiance's . Fuck me, right? So a few months back, I met him at a dinner and he recognised me and we pulled to a side that evening and we talked about it and decided, that was a freak thing and we would keep that our secret. Considering. It's...still a lot difficult to digest but I'm glad we dealt with it like adults and settled that. Yeah. The fucking horror. File under family secret.

On a similar note, my on-again/off-again girlfriend has been a tremendous help of late. We were dating for a few months before I told her I was actually already engaged (it's an old story ). She didn't take it well, naturally. But as time went on, we've met up more than a few times and as such things are, it's more on than off. She and the fiance have never seen eye-to-eye, and in the past, have always steer clear of each other's presence. It has always been so and I've had to juggle between the two, which was fine. I've come to like them separate. Over the last two months, cos of the planning, they've had more contact with each other and actually, have been getting along. You'd think it was good news, but I actually am getting uncomfortable with it. LOL

Yeah, I have issues.

The gf isn't into guys, and the fiance has been hoping for a threesome. Add that to the fact that their characters are such that they don't get along. I was happy with keeping them apart. Now they are getting along so much so we've had dinner together and one is dropping me off cos I am meeting the other. It's...a lil weird. LOL Ah well, we'll see how this pans out.

This has been quite self-indulgent. Then again, it IS my blog...

Thanks for reading. Will try to post again soon.
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Ironing out them issues
Posted:Nov 4, 2015 9:33 pm
Last Updated:Aug 11, 2022 8:46 am
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Oh wow. It has been a long while since my last post. I apologise for pulling this disappearing act, but as you can imagine, planning your own wedding CAN take up most of your waking hours. Sleeping hours too, if you ask me. I've woken up hyperventilating at night a few times But that's another story.

So it's finally here. In just about a month's time, I'll be married. (YIKES!!) The flight's are booked, venue, people, etc etc etc. All finally done. Still a heck of a lot to do but, the bulk of it is done. We're having it done in Bali, fyi. It should be fun. In the last month we've fought, made up, fought, made up...like a gazillion times. But I guess it happens. Never thought it'd come, but it has. Anyways, what drama shall I write about? The has been a whole shitload, that's for sure.

For starters, I've had "the talk" with him (the fiance). What talk, you ask? Cos he has had many issues with regards to the planning of our wedding. For one, Bali. He didn't want it in Bali. He has come to associate it with my annual meet up fucklest with my group of friends. After much discussion, we found a place run by some of our friends. So that's settled. Is it his ex wife, who is attending? No. Aside from the fact that him and I was having an affair waaay before they had separated, and the fact that I had known her during that time, which makes it a little (ok, a LOT) uneasy for me? No. That has been hashed out too. I met her a few times since. That, too, I'll leave for another time.

The "talk" that we had, actually was a talk we didn't have. It was one I had with his instead. About 7 years ago, when the fiance was still married, and we were in the early stages of our...thing. I attended a party at his house. I was waay younger then, and had a few too many drinks. I met a young man (19years at the time) at this party and had a little sexual escapade quickie in one of the rooms. Turns out, to my absolute fucking horror at finding out a few weeks later, that that young man was, and still is, my current fiance's . Fuck me, right? So a few months back, I met him at a dinner and he recognised me and we pulled to a side that evening and we talked about it and decided, that was a freak thing and we would keep that our secret. Considering. It's...still a lot difficult to digest but I'm glad we dealt with it like adults and settled that. Yeah. The fucking horror. File under family secret.

On a similar note, my on-again/off-again girlfriend has been a tremendous help of late. We were dating for a few months before I told her I was actually already engaged (it's an old story ). She didn't take it well, naturally. But as time went on, we've met up more than a few times and as such things are, it's more on than off. She and the fiance have never seen eye-to-eye, and in the past, have always steer clear of each other's presence. It has always been so and I've had to juggle between the two, which was fine. I've come to like them separate. Over the last two months, cos of the planning, they've had more contact with each other and actually, have been getting along. You'd think it was good news, but I actually am getting uncomfortable with it. LOL

Yeah, I have issues.

The gf isn't into guys, and the fiance has been hoping for a threesome. Add that to the fact that their characters are such that they don't get along. I was happy with keeping them apart. Now they are getting along so much so we've had dinner together and one is dropping me off cos I am meeting the other. It's...a lil weird. LOL Ah well, we'll see how this pans out.

This has been quite self-indulgent. Then again, it IS my blog...

Thanks for reading. Will try to post again soon.
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Lazy blowjobs - sometimes you just can't help it :P
Posted:Aug 31, 2015 9:46 pm
Last Updated:Apr 27, 2016 1:30 am
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I logged in earlier today when I got into the office and I was sifting through my email when I noticed this one mail from a certain guy. He told me about himself, what he likes to do, what he was looking for and then gave me his number. His email was nice and polite (which was why I read it), and even had a picture of him attached. It was discreetly taken, and the face was omitted. The thing is, I recognized the number. (I know a lot of people these days don't, with name recognition on our phones and all. I guess I'm one of the few who still remember numbers). Sure enough, I sift through my phone and the number matches one of my friend's husband.

I only got to know him through her. We used to work together a few years ago and we used to go out after work for drinks. Not someone I'm very close to but, more than an acquaintance. As far as I understand, she just delivered, and this is their first . (I only know through a mutual friend of ours). In his email, he mentioned looking for something discreet, so I'm guessing he doesn't want his wife to know. I'd normally try not to judge. But can things be that bad that he's looking elsewhere? Or has he always been looking outside his marriage? I don't, and wouldn't know. I'm also trying to fight my instincts to drop her a note to see if she's ok. So I won't. I'm gonna take the "really none of my beeswax" stance on this one. Ants nest, this one.

I took a day off last week and went to the beach with an ex boyfriend of mine. He was here two weekends ago, then fly off for work, and had come back for a day and a half and asked if I had time. I'm leaving my job so am now clearing my few days of leave left, so I told the fiance I wasn't going into the office and was going to the beach with a friend, and he said ok and would meet me back at my place for dinner. So off I went. It has been a long time since I went to any of the beaches here, and it just reminded me what I haven't been missing We didn't spend too long at the beach and was having a drink when I complained that I actually wanted a tan but the beach wasn't enjoyable. Of course, he mentioned that he hotel room had a balcony that had a lot of sun, and if we hurried, we might still make it there to catch the day's rays. LOL It was lame, but we went back to his hotel room anyways. Sun tanning in his hotel room balcony was a washout cos there was a building right opposite that didn't offer up much privacy. We did spend two hours fucking each other silly though. This ex boyfriend of mine is a black guy and, as much as I hate the stereotype, he's fairly large. Not to much lengthwise, but thick. Like really. Thick. Which is not a bad thing. But BJs is challenging. I must have been a little too enthusiastic cos when we left his room, I was a little drained and my jaws were really aching.

I didn't really feel the extent of it until I got home. The fiance was already waiting with dinner and we jumped into the shower before eating. We fooled around a little in the shower but didn't finish cos we were both a little hungry. We got out, dried up and had our dinner naked at the dining table. We were munching and talking, and fooling around a little more and I was feeding him while he played with and fingered me til I came. I sat there panting, trying to catch my breath while he was nibbling at my breasts, and I pushed him back, and slid down and started licking and sucking on the inside of his thighs. I moved up to his balls, and eventually took him in my mouth. A few seconds in and my jaws felt like they were gonna lock out! It was...agony! LOL I eventually just had the head of his dick in my mouth while I jerked him off. LOL (you know the one...the handjob disguised as a BJ) Yup. I gave a lazy BJ LOL

I was drooling and slobbering all over his thighs when thankfully, we moved to the living room, switched off the lights and fucked on the couch by the window. At one point, I was holding the window sill looking into a neighbors flat, watching them watch tv while he was slamming into me from behind. It was a tiring night We finished up, went back to the dining table, and finished our dinner. Took a few days before my jaws felt normal again.

Damn when things are good, they're gooood. Of course that doesn't last forever. We had a serious fight yesterday and I haven't spoke to him yet. Is this what married life is like? AAAAaaannnnd it's 3 months before THE DATE! Whoopie do
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