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Stripping. That could be my theme..
Posted:Jan 23, 2015 5:04 am
Last Updated:Mar 19, 2015 4:16 am
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For this blog. At least. Okaaay...it's a Friday night and I am still stuck in the office. Ok...stuck is little exaggerated. I'm waiting for a certain Mr Married so we can go grab dinner. SOo...might as well update my blog.

Umm..where should I start...I suppose I could start with stripping, as a theme...

Earlier in the week, I went for a medical check up. It was something to do with my leg, and I don't know what I was thinking (I guess I wasn't thinking, really). I went for the Drs appointment during my lunch break and I was in jeans that particular day. Of all days...so I got there, he asked a few questions, reviewed my scans, asked a few more questions, and I was asked to drop my jeans. To make sure there wouldn't be anything funny, he buzzed for a female nurse to enter the room, which made it worse. Cos of all days, I had on a pair of real fugly...ok. Ugle underwear. It was a white pair that had seen better days. It even had a hole or two at the back. LOL

I did drop my jeans, and almost died of embarrassment. The Dr and nurse went on, business as usual, without so much as a blink. They must see this all the time :S Still....I wanted to hide under a rock. Why didn't I just remove them entirely? Before I stepped into the examination room?! Ah well...

On the same topic of stripping, I found out that my friend and her bf will not have to move in with me. They found themselves a place on their own. So, to commemorate me maintaining my own space, I invited them over with a few others for dinner and ended up playing strip mahjong. I was never any good at it but find it fun, and we weren't gonna gamble with money so...that was the next best thing. I was second to lose all my clothes, but it was all good.

Finally, I was supposed to head back to do my laundry and clean up my place today after last night's fun. My usual routine is to get home, strip, throw all my clothes into the washing machine, together with everything else, then start vacuuming and mopping. After that, shower and hang everything up. Works out. Well, that's my usual routine. I'm sure everyone has theirs. I'm just glad I can maintain it now, not having to house anyone. Well...that's not true too. That habit would have been the same even with them moving in. Well cleaning up will have to wait til tomorrow, seeing as how I'm still fucking stuck here

In other news, more in the realm of messing up one's personal life (i.e. my own), I've been speaking to, and mostly texting this lady for...about two weeks plus now. She got my number off a mutual acquaintance of ours, who knew a friend of mine and so forth. Anyways. The one and only time last year that I went to a ladies only pub was late last year. I haven't been to one here in a few years. Evidently, she saw me then. I was going through a rough time at the time, and honestly, didn't notice her. But she asked around and got my number and so far, we've been communicating. I haven't the slightest clue as to how she looks like But our conversations have been enjoyable. I told her about what I've and am going through (funny how easy it is to tell someone when it's almost a total stranger ) and she's told me a fair bit about herself too. It's weird. We've talked about meeting, but so far, we've both been busy. Ha...this is soo....high school. But we'll see how this turns out.

Um...what else...oh yeah. One of my FWBs is leaving the country. He got posted somewhere else for work so...he's packing up and leaving. I enjoy his company and is always good for a booty call, but he's always been...a little off in terms of emotional maturity. I guess that's why we ended up as good FWB. We even tried the couple thing but that didn't work too well. The plan is to spend some time with him over the weekend before he flies off early next week, so that's my weekend plans. A LOT of juggling (haha..pardon the pun. You know...with balls..? Oh nvm..) and making excuses Ah well...the things we put ourselves through.

Speaking of which. Mr Married will be late (updated text msg ) Just as well...my mystery girl's calling.
Have a good weekend all! This one's a little long, and self absorbed
Thanks for stopping by.
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Nudity, and getting down on it. Just go with the flow, it seems...
Posted:Jan 19, 2015 8:05 pm
Last Updated:Mar 19, 2015 4:17 am
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Ha! It's not even the end of the first month of the new year and my New Year's resolution of blogging more often has...well, come to a halt. Well, not quite a halt...but it's halting. Ah well.. There are a couple...well, more than a couple of issues I'd like to throw out here to discuss, so let's get down to it before I get distracted again and dump this entry. So...first things' first.

I just had one of the more confounding weekends I've ever had. This is the second weekend in a row that I've made plans for, just to have them ditched for last minute activities. Anyways, I got invited to a friend's place for a pool party. I got there a little early and was hanging out with my friend's sister and her (7 and 10 year-olds), before moving to the pool. At first, I was a little disappointed cos I had specifically wore one of my tiniest bikinis in hopes of getting a good tan (not a lotta places here where one can get away with wearing micro bikinis and get a good tan, to be honest..), but when I saw that there were present, I kinda thought that that plan had to be scrapped. Then we moved to the pool and I saw that my friend (who was gay) and his partner were already nude. I was about to park myself down on one of the sun beds when I noticed that his sis had also removed her top, and their mom was also topless, already occupying another sun bed.

When in Rome right? I wasn't too comfortable at first, but I took my top off too. Most of us did. I don't know why I'd think it'd be an issue. It's just nudity. And I've been to places where nudity is permitted and there were there too. But I don't know why I felt a little weird. Maybe it's cos it's so close to home. Maybe their reminded me of the students I used to teach (yea, I used to teach. In a school ) So yea...that felt a lil...no, a lot odd for me. Good thing is, I now have a pretty good tan. Minimum tan lines. Yeah

On a separate note, Mr Married (who, officially, is not married anymore) and I are finding it...a little awkward. I think we've been spending so many years sneaking around, we don't know how to run a relationship like how it's supposed to run in the open...? LOL I dunno. We've talked about spending more time with each other but in reality, we're still very much...singles sneaking around. So weird

Good thing is, sex is still good. A couple of times last week, he sends me home after work, only to come up and go down on me (woo...see what I've done there? Haha.. ) Which made me a lot self conscious actually. Like I've just gone through a whole day of..umm...work. I've been to the toilet a few times, then come home, and he goes down on me. Well, self consciousness only got me feeling uncomfortable for awhile...then he hits the spot, like he knows how to, then I kinda let it go I mean, if I think about it, I still feel self conscious about it. Wouldn't you? Ok. Here it is. Would you let your partner go down on you after you've been through a full day of work, without excusing yourself to go "freshen up"?

Oh! One last thing I remembered. A good friend of mine is having a real rough time with a video of herself that she had sent to an ex boyfriend of her years ago. I'm not entirely sure how, but the video is out and is making it's rounds, I think, online somewhere. I'm not sure how much of a round it's making, cos I haven't come across it. Nor do I want to, mind you. Then again, I don't spend hours searching for this stuff. Anyways, after much deliberation, she reported it to the authorities and the police have been brought in to investigate. Although I'm not sure how that'll turn out. And THAT, is a gentle reminder on the dangers of posting or sending a video. Ok, THOSE kinda videos. Of course, if you don't mind, then pls, send away.

Was there something else I wanted to spew? Ah dang. I can't remember. Anyways, I have to run. This thing called work beckons. Thanks for reading
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That is one scary moment. That, and you pre-cum look. Which might be scary too...
Posted:Jan 5, 2015 8:04 pm
Last Updated:Jan 10, 2015 5:44 am
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Wow. Just like that, bang! We are two days into the first official work week of the year. And...um...well, it feels like...work Granted, some people are still trickling back from they holidays and it'll probably be full force next week on, but still. It's moving kinda fast :S

Last evening, just as I got to my door, a friend of mine called, and she was frantic. She was having marital problems (and she decided to call...me?! Yeah...I'm still puzzled ) and I was trying to calm her down. I was struggling with my keys from my bag, and eventually managed to get in, kick my shoes off and dumped my bag on the couch. All the while keeping the phone on my ear so I can hear her. I was pacing around the house, trying to be a friend and hear her out, without coming across as trying to tell her what to do, or anything like that. As it would, it went on for awhile so I decided I'd get comfortable. I undid my skirt, let it drop to my feet and stepped out of them, leaving them on the floor. I also un-bottoned my blouse completely, and (thankfully) left it on. I slouched onto my couch and carried on our conversation. This went on past an hour and we finally hung up. I was still seated when I head a knock on my door. I looked up and my neighbour was standing there. Yes, the same creepy, stalker neighbor. What fucking luck right?

I reacted angrily. I snapped, and asked how the hell did he open my door. I was midway into ranting how he had no right when I heard him say I had actually left it open. I paused, thought about it, and realized that i HAD indeed left it open. Or rather neglected to close it cos I was on the phone, when I came home. I was still thinking about it when he started moving in. He was already a few steps in when I screamed. He, of course, jumped. He told me I looked shaken, and asked if I was ok. I told him yes, and he needed to get the fuck out. I was tempted to ask him how long he had stood there, but I figured he must have been there long enough to see me in my underwear. I literally had to threaten him to get the fuck out before he backed out, and left, closing the door behind him. And THAT, was really, fucking, scary. I'm quite convinced he's quite harmless considering he's got his mom and living with him, but still. That level of creepiness is not welcome.

I jumped up, ran to the door and locked it right after it shut. Can't believe he actually came into my house. I'm still soo damn pissed. -_- Freaking me the fuck out like that. I should go punch him in his face every time I pass his flat.
Good thing is I've got a friend moving in with me in a few weeks with her boyfriend. She was a housemate of mine for a few years before I got this place so, that shouldn't be too much of an adjustment. I should be more careful. Did I mention I'm still fuming? (More at myself too, to be honest..)

Bringing things down a notch, I was having breakfast with Mr Married (I made breakfast. Figured it was the least I could do after I called him to come over in my panicked, rage-fill phone call to him last night) when our conversation moved from him not being very agreeable to me having people over for a few months, to how my jaw moves when I'm about to cum. LOL
Aside from being typical, average breakfast conversation , the jump in topic was...in hindsight, quite a leap. He claims, ok, "claims', that I vary from looking like I'm about to cry, to looking like I'm thinking really hard, to sometimes, looking like I'm angry Of COURSE I deny it. But I after thinking about it for awhile, I'm thinking he knows me a little more than I give him credit for. I guess he would after...almost a decade And the jaw thing, I'm never admitting it but I know what he's talking about. Not the first person to tell me that. LOL

I don't know about you, but I get quite embarrassed and self conscious about it. I don't plan on hiding it. It is what it is, right? So, here's the question - do YOU know how you look like when you're about to cum? Are you aware of how you look? LOL
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Does sucking dick count as life skills?
Posted:Jan 3, 2015 10:26 pm
Last Updated:Jan 10, 2015 5:43 am
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Damn it is hot out today. Perfect day for the beach, really. But! Too bad for my butt...it gets no sun today. And what a total waste. I'm attending some talk/workshop today so...getting sun on my ass will have to wait.

Speaking of which, I've also been craving and thinking/dreaming about going for another beach holiday Not that I've done much and is in need of a much deserving holiday. But why the heck not right? As if we need a reason for a holiday. I'm suspecting its cos I've been horny as hell the last week. And usually on beach holidays, we all get a little...wait, a LOT more uninhibited, particularly on beach holidays. Its usually just fuck all day and night, and spend the rest of the time lazing at the beach. But i digress..

So here I sit, enjoying my coffee while waiting for the talk to start, thinking back about what was said to me this morning. I went to the gym this morning (part of my New Year's resolution. Actually...that seems to be part of my every year's resolution...). I joined a spin class, and joined two friends and did a bit of weights cos, well, I only had the whole morning til my next engagement...
We talked....ok. We gossiped. Mostly. Not entirely. And the topic came to my white exercise leggings. It's not uncommon, white exercise gear. And i've worn it a few dozen times. Plus, I have just had the very, very rare occasion of spending the better part of my entire week exercising every single ounce of horny, pent up, sexual energy and cravings satiated. Well, pretty much satiated. There's still a whole lot left but....there I go digressing again. So yes. I have spent the last few days fucking, and getting fucked to my loins' content. I set out days ago, and specifically demanded that I wanted to fuck til I was walking funny. It's been that kinda week Not too much to ask, I think. We've tried.

But anyways. SOo....yes. I was feeling rather good about myself. And rather confident (non-stop romping does do that, i found. Fill me with confidence). So white leggings to the gym. I wasn't wearing anything under, and I felt that I'd take that stance, rather than wear something that'd show. Cos really, anything would show. We spoke about what really is the etiquette with white leggings. Shorts. I suppose anything white. These days, I've even seen guys wearing white tights too. If I spot something I really don't want to see, then I look away. I don't know why some people have issues with that. Works both ways right?

What is the etiquette anyways? I've seen people who simply, don't give a fuck. Wear anything under. Hey. Fine by me too. Personally, I'd go for nice undies, or nothing at all. Doesn't matter if it's bright orange, or skin tone. It's gonna show either way. I run with that rule with anything white, even workwear.

Also, I bumped into another friend of mine while leaving the gym. She was on her way in. We exchanged the usual pleasantries and spoke for a bit, all the time I couldn't help but kept glancing at her upper arms when she was flailing them around. I'm a bit embarrassed at doing so. More cos I was unconsciously deliberately doing so. Then I saw. She had hair sticking out from under her arms She was wearing a cropped sleeve t-shirt and they stuck out. I've known her for a good few years now and even since then, does not remove the hair from under her arms and on her pubes. Hair on her legs, yes. It's something she and her husband is into. Well more power to them, I still say. But I kinda embarrassed myself for a little cos I was trying not to look, but inadvertently did

Dang...there was something else I had it in my head to add...but can't remember now. Oh yes! Dammit. I'd have to remember this just as I am running out of time. But let's do this real quick.

Was talking to my ex bf a few nights ago and he basically asked where and how I've developed the...knowledge and skills in the bedroom from. Ok, he was a lot more crass in his questioning. More along the lines of "where'd you learn how to suck dick like that?", and "How'd you figure out how to wiggle like that when you're in this position..." He HAS become a lot cheekier and less inhibited since our split. But damn...i digress. Again.

I can't believe I entertained his questions. And I only answered them a little. But truth be told, he actually forced me to think. A lot of it was fooling around, and figuring out what I liked. A fair bit was from suggestions from previous lovers. Reading erotica helped too. As did watching porn. Also, from just talking to friends. Having friends that are cool enough to talk about it. Bouncing ideas off from them. Sharing info, that sorta stuff. Then, I realized that I actually picked up a few from this friend of mine who I went to school with. She ended up working as a social escort, and there was a period in my life years ago when we were quite close. I ended up speaking with her about a lot of this in great deal and picking some of the things that she had discovered, in her line of work at the time. Ha...so there you go. Confessional start to the year.

Gotta run. Will blog again soon (also another of my New Year's resolution. Blogging regularly. )
Happy incoming first work week all!
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All-kinds-of-crazy year end, and a slow start to this new one
Posted:Jan 1, 2015 9:41 pm
Last Updated:Mar 19, 2015 3:49 am
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I originally wanted to post about one of the things I'm about to post about in specific, but I guess the past week have been...rough, so I'll conveniently lump everything into one. Let's hope it's not too damn long

I'm at work, and yes, it's still an empty office. The rest of the drones will flock back in Monday onwards. As is such things. So yes, I'm not alone but it's pretty much quiet here. I cancelled an appointment today. I originally had a late morning meeting with some people that I had to chat with for work. I had set this meeting up last week (yes, it was my idea) to go through some of the issues we've been facing before the rest of the world kicks in next week. Seems like a good idea. Definitely productive. Then I woke up this morning, and decided that I'd rather enjoy my last day of silence and informality in the office, and that I wanted to wear my denim shorts in today. I got in, then called them to cancel cos I had some "issues" I had to deal with. Well....it's somewhat true...so yeah. I'm quite hell bent on spending the entire day watching videos, blogging, maybe even make some purchases online and doing everything else in the office except work.

The last week of last year. I think life saved all the crazy from last year and dumped them all in the last week cos somehow, it missed me or something. Waitaminute...that can't be right. Anyways. Two days before Christmas, we had the annual company D&D. It's the usual, corporate, formal thingymajig, plus a fair bit of alcohol. I sat through it fairly mundane enough, trying to get through it as fast as possible. Cos Mr Married (who actually is not married anymore, but let's not change his moniker) had booked a room in the hotel that we were in, so we had plans for after. I even went out with some friends from work after before meeting him back at the room. By this time, we were both a little boozed up, so by the time i got to the room, he was already waiting. We fool around for a bit before he decided to tie me down. I wasn't crazy about the idea at the time, but let him talk me into it. So he stumbles around and can't find anything and decides to call room service to send up a roll of masking tape. Alarm bells ringing? Probably did, except you don't hear too well when boozed up AND in that kinda mood. More fooling around, then masking tape arrives, then we proceed.

He taped my hands together behind my back, and more fooling around, and he though it'd be fun to give me a masking tape bra. My alarms must have been switched completely off that day cos I agreed. Admittedly, it was quite fun. So I was on the edge of the bed, my legs on his shoulders. He was thrusting his hips in mine, spradically increasing his pace, and slowing down. he continued to tape my breasts up. (I later found out he was trying to tape everything except my nipples, leaving them exposed ) This was going well until I egged him to not stop. This caused him to get a little more excited, and he decides he wants to play with my breasts. And in his excitement, he rips at the tape that he had stuck over my breasts. Of course I scream, and rolled over quite violently i ended kicking him in his face. I was still rolled over and tearing when he came over and then realized that when he had ripped the tape off my breasts, he also removed some skin off from the underside of my breast. I don't know about you, but that can seriously damper any positive mood taht you're in. That, for lack of any better word, fucked up the entire evening. It actually fucked up my entire week. Took me 3-4 days before I could shower without pain So yeah. Masking tape, not good for sex.

More crazy shit that follows.

New Year's eve party was at a friend's place. There was this couple who were visiting that kinda stood out. Well, they would. Earlier in the evening, before it got real crowded, a friend of mine (the host) introduced me to them. They seemed nice. Very physically attractive As we spoke, I later found out why. The girl was a boxer. Like a national level kinda boxer (which I found to be really kick-ass! ) and the guy was fighting professionally as well. So I found that really interesting and ended up talking to them a great deal. As it got really crowded, I left them and ended up with some of my other friends. Then an hour past the New Year, I hear shouting. Of course we all turned to look, and I saw this couple arguing. Then it all happened very quickly. Their argument escalated, and she tried to slap him. He turned just in time (which I thought was rather quick reaction on his part. I guess it's down to his training too huh) and she hit him on his shoulder. She tried hitting him again twice and he backed away from her, and splashed her with his drink. She turned her head and it landed on her blouse. This caused her to flip cos she lunged at him throwing a fist. I thought, shit. This is gonna end bad. He dodged to one side and pushed her back. She didn't fall (which I thought she would have), but staggered back a few steps, and looked like she was about to attack again when a few others stepped in. The screaming continued and then real quickly, died down. Then, it got real interesting.

Someone, I guess I can understand why, had called the police. I can understand why, but I still thought it was dumb But yes, the police were called in, and for some really fucked up reason, they wanted to cuff the guy. I mean, by the time the police had arrived, everything was calm. They showed up, asked a few questions, and then looked like they wanted to cuff him. Now, I don't know both of them, aside from the fact that we spoke earlier that night. They both seemed nice and bright. And I also abhor violence against women. Wait, correction. I abhor voilence. Be it against men, women, animals. Just, no. But, to be fair, he was defending himself, right? I mean, she lunged at him. I think she could have took his head off. I think I thought that was a little unfair. They didn't cuff him, in the end. But the intent itself was a lot disappointing. In the end, they took down their particulars, and the coupld left. Which was also strange, and kinda sad. No one should fight during the New Years, right?

That being said, I've set out to take up boxing She looked like she could kick ass. Actually, they both did. Heh..anyways. Happy New Year!
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Magic pussy? Or pussy power...?
Posted:Dec 22, 2014 10:56 pm
Last Updated:Dec 26, 2014 5:40 pm
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Wait a sec..that's puppy power! LOL
Sorry...just told myself a joke there. Uh..what's this about? Oh yea, magic pussy. Now, I'd like to go on record to say that only guys would say shit like that. Um...ok, to be fair, I've done my fair share of objectifying both guys, and girls. And, rather embarrassingly, terms like "magic wand", and "super shafts" have been thrown around. But in my defense, when used, the feelings associated with the fondness of person who's appendage we are talking about is always taken into consideration. I mean, why wouldn't it be? Anyhow...

Ever since I got back, the most recent ex bf and I have been in constant contact. It would seem like he's moved past the anger and is now more open to communicate freely. I've had a few good and bad experiences before, but so far so good. I'll give this a chance. So I met him for lunch yesterday and we spoke on a lot of things. I admitted to seeing and bedding other people (I kept it vague...and deliberately didn't say "guys". C'mon now...i can't tell him everything. Not all at once..) while we were going out, and he kinda told me one of his friends actually saw me coming out of a hotel. I admitted to that too, but didn't mentioned who it was. I then asked him, if he knew, why didn't he confront me about it sooner. He admitted to not truly knowing for sure, and then said something about me having "magic pussy". I was taken aback...slightly. Mainly cos he doesn't usually use that kinda of language. I wasn't sure if I wanted to laugh or get offended. Of COURSE I asked him what he meant. He told me he felt like he knew I was always too sexual for him. "Too feisty in bed" was his exact words, compared to him. To be fair, he wasn't the most exposed, or adventurous in bed. And I guess everyone is different. He also told me he's trying to move on and date other people now, so. Yeah, good on him But yes, that was still a weird thing to hear LOL

In other news, I'm beginning to have crazy neighbors. Maybe they've always been crazy and I just haven't spent enough time out to know them, but damn they crazy.

First, my next door neighbor. He was bugging me for awhile when I first moved in, but after telling him off (and slamming the door in his face once) he backed off. Recently, he's at it again. He found my profile on another online dating site and have been dropping me messages. Like a LOT. He even comes out when he hears me come home (I have to pass his place to get to mine) and tried to strike up a conversation. I shot him down again last evening but that doesn't seem to stop his online...crusade. Guess I'm logging off that site for awhile.

There's a family of four that lives on the ground floor. Husband, wife and two (less than 8 year-olds). I rarely see the husband, but see the wife and her two daughters quite a fair bit. She has taken to hanging her clothes outside of her apartment. Which is fine, I guess, as long as it's not blocking anyone, right? I remember the first few times seeing this and thought to myself, ok, she obviously doesn't mind other people seeing what kind of underwear she has so..who am I to say anything. Then last night, I was on the phone hanging around downstairs cos I didn't want to get into the lift and have my call cut off. All the while I was on the phone, this neighbor of mine came out and started eyeballing me. She even came out of her place, walked right up to me and stopped like 4m away, and kept staring. At first I smiled. Then realized my smile wasn't returned. So i gave her a few minutes, and she hasn't moved. As soon as my call was done, I walked right up to her ans asked her if there was anything wrong. Is there a problem. She must have not been expecting me to walk right up to her, cos she backed off, shook her head and walked back to her place. I was still puzzled, so I walked up to her and asked again. She retorted by asking me if I've lost any underwear. Umm...ok. I told her no, not here I haven't. I've lost some before, but I didn't think she was in the mood to hear any of my experiences. So I'm thinking she must have lost a few, and for some reason, must think that I took them....? I dunno...
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Damn am I in a sharing mood. This is scary... :P
Posted:Dec 18, 2014 12:46 am
Last Updated:Dec 23, 2014 6:49 pm
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I love being in the office at work during this time of year. Everyone...ok, almost everyone is heading off for their long year-end trips and the office, like the entire office, is emptying out. (Not that it has anything to do with me not having any more leave days left....just for the record )

I had a long lunch (ha..yes, it has started. Long lunches, coming in late and leaving early. Next week begins casual attire..) with two of my friends from work and we started talking about a few things. And I surprised myself by being...very candid and forthcoming with the parts of my life that I normally refrain from revealing to people who I work with. Not sure if that was a good thing but, it seemed like it was well received. I guess I'll find out moving forward.

We spoke at lengths about many things, one of which was public nudity. First in places where it's a little more well received. Like when traveling. I didn't reveal everything (god forbid!) that I've done, but told them of this once when I was holidaying on a less touristy beach. I wouldn't call it a resort, cos we (my partner at the time, and had rented a hut right by the beach, and all they had was a restaurant that accompanied a few other huts. I wasn't sure if nudity was allowed at the time at this beach, but I had caught an elderly couple sunbathing nude about 30 feet from us and we decided we'd go nude too. By the start of the second day, we didn't even bother throwing anything on anymore and just walked n and out of our hut to the beach and back nude. One evening, we were coming in from the beach and decided we'd go straight to the restaurant for dinner. We walked in and grabbed a seat. No one chased us away or said anything so we took that as consent and continued like this for our entire duration of our stay there.

I've never told anyone at work anything like this cos I'm not sure if it's going to be well received or not. But somehow, it came out today and I even admitted, when asked, that at times, I still get a little excited being nude, more so in places where it's not blatantly accepted than in places where it is Go figure. LOL

ANyhow. We also spoke at lengths about how the term "normal" ted to differ from persons to person. Which is understandable. But in general, we have a range to operate on. Like, one persons' normal practice would be to let it flow when she's having her period (true story. A friend of mine doesn't believe in tampons or pads), and has a "period skirt" when the time comes. Some people (a lot of us, I'd assume) get freaked out by it. I guess no one really can define what the range is. I'd go with "not freaking the fuck out of everyone you're with at the moment" as a rough gauge. But yes, a lot of where our own gauge lies depends on how we live, I've found.

If you happen to live alone for the better part of your adult life, then I guess there's no gatekeeper, no one there to give you that, "hey. you might want to tone that shit down a little" speech. Even that, sometimes, things might slide. The community (the people you live with) can actually pick up on some weird behavior and make it normal. Then, in general, the whole lot is, well, screwed. I can relate, I suppose. I was living alone for a long time, and then subsequently rented out two rooms to two of my close friends. In the time alone, I've developed a habit of going nude at home. Which is normal, I guess.

And my friends kinda picked up the habit (mainly cos we were close friends, I guess) and we ended up going nude every time we were home. It had got to the point where my bathroom door was broken and we decided we'd just remove it altogether. And I'd shower, leave my clothes in my room, towel dry after shower and just walk around doing my thing. This was fine, until we started bring our respective dates home, which was also common. That phase lasted a long time, until we had to move out cos our lease ended. I've now brought that habit with me, which is fine cos most of the time, I'm by myself or with partners that, well...end up nude anyways. But every now and then I have people coming over to visit, and I end up housing them, and then it can get a little awkward.

There was a point to this....dammit. Holiday 3-second-memory....ah yes. I guess it helps to have at least a few people close enough to you to tell you that, hey, you might want to cut that shit back a little. Maybe that was why I was so...forth coming with my colleagues. Yeesh...too much internalizing for the holidays

Anyways. Thanks for reading.
And check this out. Another blog in as many days. Making up for lost time huh
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Raindrops and roses and whiskers on kittens..
Posted:Dec 16, 2014 8:30 pm
Last Updated:Dec 18, 2014 12:05 am
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Holy crap!! I just realized I'd passed 200 blog entries without knowing!! LOL
How about that...I got soo much crap to say i passed 200 blog entries. Uh...yay...?

Umm..what was I going to blog about today...dammit. Anyways, I'm finally back. I kinda miss the cold from travelling and at the same time, miss the sun back here. I actually miss the beach. Planned a whole lot but didn't even change into my skimpy bikinis at all. Not once. Okay...maybe once or twice, in the hotel room. But that's another story. HK the second time on my way back was a success. Oh! Before that, thank you to all that offered their time in HK. Sorry I didn't take any of you up on the offer, but thanks anyways for the thought.

Where was I again? Oh yea, HK part two. It was good. Managed to meet and catch up with some old friends, some really good friends, and even managed to make a few new ones. So all in all, a rounding success. It was fucking tiring though. Literally.
Pushed a few boundaries on a whole this time round. The first time there, I had a one night stand with this guy I met in a club. That was my first one night stand in years. Never thought I'd do that again, but I did. Then on my second HK stay, I let my friends talk me into a blind date. I was supposed to meet them both for an evening out, and they suggested asking another one of their friends to make it a double date. I guess I didn't have much of a choice so I went along with it.

It turned out to be a nice evening with a lot of dancing (which I liked). We ended up dancing back to my hotel room. And I guess at the point when we were doggy-styling right beside my friends, all four of us facing against the window facing hte bay, you can safely call that a good night out. Or is that in...

SO yeah....nice way to end a long trip and an even longer few weeks of work. But it's still good to be back. Oh yea...i remember now, what I had intended to blog about.

This being the Christmas season and all, I was thinking about a few things that I liked and the song came up in my head. Then I had the idea of actually posting some of the things that I like. Then I kinda ran outta time and gotta get back to work. Maybe I'll do that another time.

But yay! Over 200 posts!
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Promises kept. And tits almost popping..
Posted:Dec 12, 2014 12:48 am
Last Updated:Dec 26, 2014 5:40 pm
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Hi all. I'm keeping up my promise (so far) in trying to blog more often (again) and this is blog no. 2 on the road.
First up, thank you all for the offers, but I already have plans for Hong Kong this time round

I flew in this morning, went straight to work (had a few meetings) and am now officially, done. I'm staying til the end of this weekend before finally flying home. I actually knocked off a lot earlier, and decided I'd hit the gym in the hotel i'm in. It's a small gym, considering, and there were two others in it when I got there. I was horny as hell and figured I'd work off some steam

Anyways. There was a Korean lady in the gym (she was on the phone and I recognized the language. Umm...there's a chance she's not Korean...but I'm just assuming now, aren't I. ANyways, Korean lady..) and she was on the treadmill. She was just briskwalking, and for good reason too, cos I'm not sure if she could, or should, run. Her breasts were huge. LOL

She was waay more petite than I was, and her breasts were definitely waay larger. That, wasn't the issue. (Well...no real issue, actually..) She must've just slapped something together cos she was in a rather loose fitting, sleeveless tank top and a regular bra. She DEFINITELY could use a good sports bra. She was just walking, and boy, oh boy were she bouncing all over the place. There was only another lady in the gym, (maybe thankfully) and I couldn't help myself. Yes...I was staring. I wasn't trying to be a perve...ok. Wasn't trying hard. I was more interested to see if they would actually pop out of her top. It was THAT vigorous bouncing. Alas, they didn't (after trying realy, reeeaally hard). She left before I did. So that was that They were so round though... LOL

SO last night, I was in China and we had wrapped up our last day long meeting, and was sharing a drink with some of the vendors I had to meet. I was with another male colleague, and some of our vendors were behaving rather sheepishly. I didn't think much of it. It was only early this morning on our flight back out to HK that I found out why. They had plans to take my colleague to a bar where there'd be working girls. Kinda like a strip joint. I told him he could have gone (regardless of how I felt, honestly), he'd have simply just told me so. I didn't admit to him, but I was rather curious of how these places would be like, cos I've never been in one. Obviously. Well, not overseas. Wait. Scratch that. Not in China.

Of course, I didn't mention any of that to my colleague. Apparently they were caught in between deciding to take me along, or ditching me back at the hotel before picking my colleague up. My colleague didn't end up going. And we just left it at that. So yea. Not sure if that's a common practice in China. Maybe someone here might chip in and let me know.

And yes, I dod have plans for this weekend in HK this time. I'm going to be spending my time with a good friend of mine and her husband (actually, they're both good friend of mine) who've made it back to HK in time. Yea, lucky me
The temperature is going to be a little chilly (by my tropical standards ) but I'm hoping they make good on their promise to bring me to a beach LOL

Will blog again. Thanks for reading (and putting up with this boring rant...)
Happy weekend!
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Promises kept. And tits almost popping..
Posted:Dec 12, 2014 12:44 am
Last Updated:Aug 11, 2022 8:10 am
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Hi all. I'm keeping up my promise (so far) in trying to blog more often (again) and this is blog no. 2 on the road.
First up, thank you all for the offers, but I already have plans for Hong Kong this time round

I flew in this morning, went straight to work (had a few meetings) and am now officially, done. I'm staying til the end of this weekend before finally flying home. I actually knocked off a lot earlier, and decided I'd hit the gym in the hotel i'm in. It's a small gym, considering, and there were two others in it when I got there. I was horny as hell and figured I'd work off some steam

Anyways. There was a Korean lady in the gym (she was on the phone and I recognized the language. Umm...there's a chance she's not Korean...but I'm just assuming now, aren't I. ANyways, Korean lady..) and she was on the treadmill. She was just briskwalking, and for good reason too, cos I'm not sure if she could, or should, run. Her breasts were huge. LOL

She was waay more petite than I was, and her breasts were definitely waay larger. That, wasn't the issue. (Well...no real issue, actually..) She must've just slapped something together cos she was in a rather loose fitting, sleeveless tank top and a regular bra. She DEFINITELY could use a good sports bra. She was just walking, and boy, oh boy were she bouncing all over the place. There was only another lady in the gym, (maybe thankfully) and I couldn't help myself. Yes...I was staring. I wasn't trying to be a perve...ok. Wasn't trying hard. I was more interested to see if they would actually pop out of her top. It was THAT vigorous bouncing. Alas, they didn't (after trying realy, reeeaally hard). She left before I did. So that was that They were so round though... LOL

SO last night, I was in China and we had wrapped up our last day long meeting, and was sharing a drink with some of the vendors I had to meet. I was with another male colleague, and some of our vendors were behaving rather sheepishly. I didn't think much of it. It was only early this morning on our flight back out to HK that I found out why. They had plans to take my colleague to a bar where there'd be working girls. Kinda like a strip joint. I told him he could have gone (regardless of how I felt, honestly), he'd have simply just told me so. I didn't admit to him, but I was rather curious of how these places would be like, cos I've never been in one. Obviously. Well, not overseas. Wait. Scratch that. Not in China.

Of course, I didn't mention any of that to my colleague. Apparently they were caught in between deciding to take me along, or ditching me back at the hotel before picking my colleague up. My colleague didn't end up going. And we just left it at that. So yea. Not sure if that's a common practice in China. Maybe someone here might chip in and let me know.

And yes, I dod have plans for this weekend in HK this time. I'm going to be spending my time with a good friend of mine and her husband (actually, they're both good friend of mine) who've made it back to HK in time. Yea, lucky me
The temperature is going to be a little chilly (by my tropical standards ) but I'm hoping they make good on their promise to bring me to a beach LOL

Will blog again. Thanks for reading (and putting up with this boring rant...)
Happy weekend!
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Terms and Conditions
Posted:Dec 7, 2014 1:19 am
Last Updated:Dec 11, 2014 11:40 pm
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I haven't been on here of late. I usually just come here to blog and lately, even the enthusiasm for that has been waning. The spark to blog might wear off soon...ah well. Never thought that might happen but I guess everything has a time and place.

Anyways, I've been travelling a lot for work of late and this entry comes to you on the road. Was thinking about this on my flight earlier today and thought I'd jot this down before my enthusiasm wanes even more and my short attention span takes over

Met up with some friends (a couple) who are based in HK while I was there last week. We didn't get much time together given I had to work and they were also scheduled to travel so we only managed a quick lunch. I've known them for many years and I've always described her (the wife) as freaky. Like sexually, she's always up for anything and everything and I'm happy that they are both so open and willing to explore their sexuality. It's a nice thing to witness. But in any case, I always called her my sexual freak, cos well, to me, she kinda is.

So on my last night there, I decided I'd head out to a club with two of my work colleagues. Normally, I wouldn't, but it's been awhile since I had any sexual release so I figured, I'd go out, have a good time. I still felt old (they're both a lot younger than me..) and we ended up club hopping. We stumbled into a nice club (I admit, the drinks were starting to take effect by the time...) and I kinda ditched both of them. They wanted to move on to another club and I kinda told them I'd join them later, and ducked back in

I guess at the back of my mind, the decision was already made subconsciously...so I went back in, went straight to the bar to try and get another drink. This guy I had spoken to earlier in the evening shows up beside me and offers to get me a drink. I accept and we start talking. I progress to my second drink from him (he offered) and I wanted to dance but with our drinks, we couldn't move to the dance floor. We move to a corner of the bar and we started dancing. Didn't take long for his hands to start roaming down to my ass, running his fingers across the lines of my g-string over my skirt. He leaned in to kiss me and, it was a little sloppy (I should have taken that as a cue but...ah well..). We were exploring each other's mouth with our tongues when I realized that his hands were squeezing my ass. As in skin on skin. He had hiked up my skirt to put his hands there, and as a result, my bare ass was facing everyone behind me. I pulled his hands away and turned around, and he then pulled me into him, and was grinding his crotch against me. He was a little over eager, but then again, I guess I was in that kind of a mood too. I reached behind me and squeezed his balls through his jeans and that was all it took. He suggested leaving, and I agreed.

We caught a cab back to his place. Which was a dumb idea, in hindsight, cos I had no idea where that was. In any case, we were back at his place and he insisted I give him a blow job. In any other situation, I'd have agreed, and then some. But this after he didn't seem too keen to go down on me. I figured, I'm better off without. :S And yes, sex was...unsatisfactory. I dunno, maybe I'm hitting that stage. He was quite cute, and the attraction was purely physical. I guess there has to be some connection for me to enjoy it these days. I did cum once, but not nearly enough for me to call it a success

He did call me a freak though. Maybe it was the biting Made me promise I'd call him on my second leg back end of this week. LOL

Guess terms do mean different things to different people

Made me think though. The conditions were right for it to have been a nice one night stand. And I just re-reminded myself how I don't do that anymore. Ah well...lets hope my friends will have more time for me when I'm back next.
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A bone(r) to pick?
Posted:Nov 3, 2014 8:30 pm
Last Updated:Dec 6, 2014 10:46 pm
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I suppose I should start a blog by saying that I've pretty much lost faith in human society as a whole. I mean, it's not truly how I feel, but at this point, it's pretty darn close. I admit, there are still some good in people, and some good people around. Anyhow, ranting mode.

Earlier last week, I was making my way out of the office, walking to the nearest train station. It was smack middle of peak hour and admittedly, I was feeling good about leaving on time and running through a list of what I had to do when I got home. It's a good 15-20 minute walk from my office to the train station, so I've been walking that long. Right when I was crossing the traffic light directly beside that station, a lady came up to me, panting, and told me that the back of my dress had hiked up cos some part of it was caught on my knapsack, and I had literally walked the entire way with my ass showing. During peak hour. She then helped me get my dress back down, and left. She had also explained that she had saw me about 10, 12 minutes back, and was trying to catch up to me to tell me. It was appalling to us, that no one, not one person actually came up to me to say something.

I thanked her profusely, felt grateful to her, then embarrassed. Then furious. It was so damn crowded, and it must have been noticed by at least a few people, but no one bothered. Ok, I'm sure some didn't want to say anything, and just wanted to watch. You fucking voyeurs, I know you're out there, and just cos I accept you for who you are, you are not forgiven. In hindsight, I was just glad I was wearing at least a decent pair of underwear that day. Sigh.

Moving on to something a little more...self-absorbed Hey...it IS my blog..

I recently rode for the first time, on a motorbike here, since getting my license last year. I've rode a few times, on my own as well as fetching someone, overseas, but never here. Mr big actually let me ride his bike with him at the back. After I got comfortable with controlling the bike, he started putting his hands on my breasts while I was riding. I used to do that with him (uh..ok, not literally. My hands on his crotch...u know what I mean) and now I guess I know how that feels. Pretty damn irritating LOL

My mind was on riding and him fooling around like that was just...literally, rubbing me off the wrong way

ANyhow, that proved to be our last ride cos shortly after, we had a HUGE fight (not cos of his fooling around while I was riding) and we split. Yup. That's another relationship down the drain. I guess this wasn't really surprising, and I kinda saw it coming. It was hard trying to balance a few relationships outside of the one with him, and trying to keep him in the dark too. So yeah, that took its toll and that's done. Am I sad? Yeah...a little. Except I got another bigger thing on my mind. Namely...

Mr married is talking about splitting with his wife. Like seriously. Divorce papers are being drawn out and all. The same mr married that I've been having this...on/off/on again relationship with for the better part of the last...what, 6 years plus now. In the beginning, I didn't know he was married. Then I found out, then we split, then we got back together, yada yada yada. At some point in the beginning, I was hoping that it might happen, and we'd end up together (I was younger...so sue me )

I've since moved on from that, and now that it's happening, it's....weird. He's talking about getting serious with us, using "us" a fair bit. Don't get me wrong, he's about the only person I've been completely honest with about my life, no holding back. And he;s been (after the first couple of years of resistance) really supportive and non judgmental about everything. So am I happy that it might be happening? I honestly don't know. It scares me more, I think. FOr some reason.

But yeah...that was a bit more confessing that I had anticipated
I'll sign off for now. Um..will write more, for sure.

Thanks for reading
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Best of both worlds? Pffft...doesn't exist
Posted:Oct 4, 2014 12:13 am
Last Updated:Oct 30, 2014 10:32 am
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Sorry I haven't been blogging a lot lately. I've just been real busy. And, more accurately, less inspired to blog. Maybe that's why everything's going downhill...maybe this...is more than just catharsis. Hmm...

The last few weeks has been an emotional rollercoaster of a nightmare. The bf and I are still constantly fighting. I still can't seem to find a way to tell him about the other side of my life that I have led and is still leading even after we've been going out. I have thus, decided that I'd just keep it my secret. I think he knows that I'm not being 100% truthful about a few things in my life, and I'm pretty sure he doesn't suspect that it involves me seeing other people.

So last night, was one of the rare nights that he was over and we ended up talking about many things, some of which were the cause of our fights over the last few weeks, and it didn't end up in us screaming at each other. I guess we are both calmer after cumming. Then again, aren't we all..

We were both laying in bed, still panting, and I was exhausted. I had spent Thursday night with one of my ex bf in a hotel room in town. Long story short, we had started confiding in each other our problems of late and it had somewhat ended up in a late dinner on Thursday night, and then hotel. But anyhow, Friday morning, I had texted mr married, and he called back (as per our usual arrangement). So I told him where I was, and asked if he could swing by my place to pick up some documents I needed for work, and if he could also bring a new set of clothes for me. (We DO work together....plus I didn't know who else to call )

He showed up late morning, by which the ex bf had already left. Mr married, as always, tactfully asked some questions and I answered as best I could. He then asked if I could call the front desk to arrange for a late checkout. I was quite surprised by his suggestion, and I did, and we ended up spending the day in the hotel room, and didn't even bother going into work. I was half expecting some form of lecture from him but...he surprised me in more ways than one. And he's been doing that a lot of late too. It's a nice surprise

By the time I left the hotel, it was early evening and I went straight home. I did just spend the entire day fucking.. And burning a heck of a lot of calories, I'd suspect. I got home, was halfway through doing my laundry when the bf called, saying he was on his way and we had to talk. I thought, greeeaat. There goes my plans to rest. He came by, surprised me with dinner and wine, and we did talk. It was getting heated up at some point, and I told him I needed to take a break from our talk. I went to shower and he jumped in with me. I really wasn't planning on getting it on with him but...ah well, you know how these things can get. Guess I have a soft spot He made me cum once in the bathroom before carrying me in to the bedroom, and we went for a few rounds there too.

SO yeah, back to us laying in bed, panting. We started talking and he somehow came to the conclusion that I still had things I wasn't ready to tell. I actually WAS ready to tell him but I just know he wouldn't take very well to it. Anyway. He had come to the conclusion that he'd give me space to deal with what I had to deal with cos we are both trying to make this work. I'm like...ummm...ok. I wanted to add on to it but, just somehow, didn't. Doesn't help that I'm still feeling guilty as hell. (At one point, he was saying he can't even remember the time when he came three times a night. I just kept quiet cos I was up to my 12th climax by the time..)

So there you go. My last couple of weeks. Emotionally, a fucking train wreck...and leading a somewhat double life. Sexually though, it's been smoking hot! LOL
Now add that into the dilemma....what a mess...
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