Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Dear Frank,
I was listening to the radio the other day and a song called
“Love Letter” came on. It was
about a woman writing a letter to a man telling him what she wants him to do to
her. I thought that this was a
great idea so I’m doing it myself now. I also want to tell you what I want to do to you…
I wanted to start by just kissing you. You know how much I love kissing
you. Honestly, I could do that for
hours, barely coming up for air!
I’d run my hands through your hair and under your shirt. Your hands would also be exploring my
face and body as well. I’d
playfully bite your lip and kiss your neck and ears. I can feel your mouth on my neck while one hand tangles in
my hair pulling me closer and the other one sliding under my shirt.
We start to remove each other’s clothes. Slowly. We know that there is no need to rush. We are lying on the bed. Our shirts and my bra are discarded on
the floor and our legs are intertwined.
Our finger lightly tracing the lines and curves of each other’s bodies.
I push you over on to your back and begin kissing my way
down your chest. I sit up and
slowly, almost too slowly; I begin to remove your pants. First I unfasten your belt, then the
buttons and zipper, finally tugging them below your hips and eventually
discarding them on the floor as well, leaving you in nothing but your
underwear. I run my hands along
your legs and the insides of your things, occasionally leaning down to nip or
kiss. I reach for the waste band
of your underwear and take them off as well, just as slowly.
I reach one hand around your hips, taking in the firm
muscles and bracing myself on the bed, using the other to grab the shaft of
your penis. I lean forward and run
my tongue along the base of your penis as it swells even larger in my
hand. I lean for ward again, this
time taking just the head and pulling back and listening to your groan in both
anticipation and pleasure. I lower
my head again this time taking in just a little more. I repeat this a third and even fourth time, taking in a
little more each time until my mouth finally reaches my hand. I begin to stroke, pulling all the way
back until the head nearly pops out of my mouth then plunges down again taking
you all the way into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the tip each time I
pull back. Then I remove my hand
and let it join the other, bracing me on the bed, this time when I lower my
head I take you all the way to the back of my throat a, as deep as I can
swallowing you whole. Your hand
goes to the back of my head, guiding but not forcing me lower until you
eventually pull me back up to eye level.
You kiss me again, long and slow, lifting the hem of my
skirt and rubbing me over my underwear, feeling how wet I already am. You kiss my neck and shoulders, working
your way down to suck and nibble my nipples, all the while working your fingers
under the waistbands of my panties.
I open my legs for you so your fingers can push up inside of me and you
have better access to my clitoris.
Eventually you remove my skirt and panties and as I open my
legs wider for you, you enter e with one deep thrust, filling me as far as you
will go. You repeat this over and
over again. Sometimes moving
faster, sometimes moving slower. Eventually
you pick up the pace and start moving faster and faster and ever deeper. I can feel the orgasm building when you
stop.
You roll me over onto my side and get behind me. You enter me again from behind and
start thrusting again. I take your
hand and move it between my legs, guiding your hand and fingers to my
clitoris. Together we rub while
you continue to thrust in and out of me, building both of our orgasms until I
cum, long and hard, milting you with every spasm until you join me, shooting
deep inside of me…
Together we lay there, a tangle of arms and legs, breathing
heavily and waiting to catch our breath before we start over again…
Monday, July 30, 2012
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Cleaning the house
One of these days I'm going to have to sit Gus down and explain that weekends are for sleeping. He made me get up at like 3:30 to let him out. Then again at 5:30ish. That time I fell asleep on the couch for about an hour. I tried to go back to bed but it just wasn't happening. So now I'm cleaning the house off and on. I have a guy coming to give me an estimate on cleaning the carpet & air ducts sometime between 1 and 2:30. I'd like the house to be somewhat presentable when he gets here. I may actually mop the kitchen & bathroom floors today. We'll see. Definitely have to vacuum though...
I've been talking to F. Well, texting. We don't talk. he's been with the kids. Maybe next week. Actually, he said we were going to go out next week... "maybe." I'm alternating between attacking him and having my way with him the second he walks through the door to going back the idea of a second first date where I only let him kiss me and nothing else. We'll see I guess... Hopefully we'll get to video chat next week. Been doing a lot of texting. Well not yesterday, but I'll text him again later today...
Anyway, guess I need to get back to cleaning up the house. And maybe getting something to eat...
I've been talking to F. Well, texting. We don't talk. he's been with the kids. Maybe next week. Actually, he said we were going to go out next week... "maybe." I'm alternating between attacking him and having my way with him the second he walks through the door to going back the idea of a second first date where I only let him kiss me and nothing else. We'll see I guess... Hopefully we'll get to video chat next week. Been doing a lot of texting. Well not yesterday, but I'll text him again later today...
Anyway, guess I need to get back to cleaning up the house. And maybe getting something to eat...
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Yes.
You came to me in my dreams ad whispered my name.
Yes.
Your hands gently caress my skin as I stretch beneath your touch
Yes.
The feel of your lips on mine is electric.
Yes.
I can taste your tongue and our breath ins.
Yes.
Your lips and fingers explore as I awaken to desire.
Yes.
I feel the weight of you on me as I welcome you inside.
Yes.
Our breath becomes rushed as we move in time.
Yes! I whisper.
Yes!
The response I got back from that email was:
Wow
Loved it!!
I swear, the things I need to do to get the attention of the man I'm interested in....
He doesn't get off of quarters until next Friday.
Wow
Hate it!!
Thursday, July 05, 2012
OK, so FA has surgery today. I was hoping he'd text me before he went in like I asked him to. Didn't happen. And I don't expect him to call me tonight. (txt, whatever). I may call him or text him later. We'll see. I know he'll be out of it. And here's another kicker... He's on quarters for 15 days. 15 DAYS!!! I need to find a way to get onto Ft. Carson...
I miss him. I miss his voice. I miss his face. I miss talking to him about nothing at all. Just laying in each other's arms. So even if he's not up to me ripping his clothes off and throwing him down right there at least I'd be able to see him...
Video chatting with him the other night was great. But it was killing me too, because I was looking right at him, and all I wanted to do was just kiss him. I miss kissing him. He's such a good kisser...
I miss him. I miss his voice. I miss his face. I miss talking to him about nothing at all. Just laying in each other's arms. So even if he's not up to me ripping his clothes off and throwing him down right there at least I'd be able to see him...
Video chatting with him the other night was great. But it was killing me too, because I was looking right at him, and all I wanted to do was just kiss him. I miss kissing him. He's such a good kisser...
Tuesday, July 03, 2012
My F'd Up Love Life
OK, so I said I'd been talking to FA. So we had a deal. We were going to stat slow. Neither of us wants to loose the other. So we were going to go on a date. A real date. Dinner. On a week night so that neither one of us can stay out late because of work the next day. I won't shave my legs. We'll avoid picnic tables (ahhhh picnic tables....). That way no temptation to have sex. We'll end with just a good night kiss. I swear no sooner than we both agree to that than we start sexting...
And man was there some hot stuff in there... I'm pretty sure that when we do get together neither of us will be able to will be able to keep our hands off of each other No date. Just sex... So not conducive to a stable long term relationship...
but I swear I can't wait to get in the same room as him... With any luck I won't be able to walk straight, and he won't know what hit him....
OH, and so we were video chatting last night. Yeah, topless... Anyway, I know what he was doing.... :-) yeah, like I couldn't see his shoulder moving or how he was biting his lower lip in that oh so cute way that he does...
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK...... I'm getting all kind of hot just thinking about it... And the rough part, he's having surgery Thursday, then he'll be out of it, then it'll be the weekend and he'll have the kids, so who knows when we'll actually get together. Hopefully next week. Keep your fingers crossed...
And man was there some hot stuff in there... I'm pretty sure that when we do get together neither of us will be able to will be able to keep our hands off of each other No date. Just sex... So not conducive to a stable long term relationship...
but I swear I can't wait to get in the same room as him... With any luck I won't be able to walk straight, and he won't know what hit him....
OH, and so we were video chatting last night. Yeah, topless... Anyway, I know what he was doing.... :-) yeah, like I couldn't see his shoulder moving or how he was biting his lower lip in that oh so cute way that he does...
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK...... I'm getting all kind of hot just thinking about it... And the rough part, he's having surgery Thursday, then he'll be out of it, then it'll be the weekend and he'll have the kids, so who knows when we'll actually get together. Hopefully next week. Keep your fingers crossed...
Sunday, July 01, 2012
Helmethead
Helmethead
Great Big Sea
I was just seventeen, when I made the AHL
I couldn't skate in junior, but my fists rang like a bell.
I'll never win a title, and I'll never win the cup,
But when it comes to ladies, I've had the best of luck.
My first one was a sly one, hanging round the rink,
But they sent me off to Cornwall, as fast as you could blink,
In Moose Jaw I was right in love, the daughter of the coach -
He traded me for nothing, didn't take to my approach.
So good-bye, fare thee well,
There's no time for delay,
You'll see me at the face-off, or catch the play-by-play
So good-bye, fare thee well,
I'm glad you shared my bed,
But never trust a fellow with a helmet on his head.
Chantal was from Moncton, elle a joué avec moi.
A tongue as sharp as razors, but she had a fancy car.
Her husband was a bruiser, played senior in Quebec,
If he'd had the rights of it, it would have been my neck.
I couldn't skate in junior, but my fists rang like a bell.
I'll never win a title, and I'll never win the cup,
But when it comes to ladies, I've had the best of luck.
My first one was a sly one, hanging round the rink,
But they sent me off to Cornwall, as fast as you could blink,
In Moose Jaw I was right in love, the daughter of the coach -
He traded me for nothing, didn't take to my approach.
So good-bye, fare thee well,
There's no time for delay,
You'll see me at the face-off, or catch the play-by-play
So good-bye, fare thee well,
I'm glad you shared my bed,
But never trust a fellow with a helmet on his head.
Chantal was from Moncton, elle a joué avec moi.
A tongue as sharp as razors, but she had a fancy car.
Her husband was a bruiser, played senior in Quebec,
If he'd had the rights of it, it would have been my neck.
So good-bye, fare thee well,
There's no time for delay,
You'll see me at the face-off, or catch the play-by-play
So good-bye, fare thee well,
I'm glad you shared my bed,
But never trust a fellow with a helmet on his head.
Nancy couldn't watch me fight, she'd always be in tears,
Waving from the bleachers, and screaming in my ears,
Dee I should have married, and we had a dandy fling,
But I had a one way contract, blew the money for the ring.
There's no time for delay,
You'll see me at the face-off, or catch the play-by-play
So good-bye, fare thee well,
I'm glad you shared my bed,
But never trust a fellow with a helmet on his head.
Nancy couldn't watch me fight, she'd always be in tears,
Waving from the bleachers, and screaming in my ears,
Dee I should have married, and we had a dandy fling,
But I had a one way contract, blew the money for the ring.
So good-bye, fare thee well,
There's no time for delay,
You'll see me at the face-off, or catch the play-by-play
So good-bye, fare thee well,
I'm glad you shared my bed,
But never trust a fellow with a helmet on his head.
I should have sent a letter, and it would have been polite,
But I'm cleaning out my locker, and time is getting tight.
I'm calling from the station, perhaps another day,
Cause they're calling up a rookie, and they're trading me away.
There's no time for delay,
You'll see me at the face-off, or catch the play-by-play
So good-bye, fare thee well,
I'm glad you shared my bed,
But never trust a fellow with a helmet on his head.
I should have sent a letter, and it would have been polite,
But I'm cleaning out my locker, and time is getting tight.
I'm calling from the station, perhaps another day,
Cause they're calling up a rookie, and they're trading me away.
So good-bye, fare thee well,
There's no time for delay,
You'll see me at the face-off, or catch the play-by-play
So good-bye, fare thee well,
I'm glad you shared my bed,
But never trust a fellow with a helmet on his head.
There's no time for delay,
You'll see me at the face-off, or catch the play-by-play
So good-bye, fare thee well,
I'm glad you shared my bed,
But never trust a fellow with a helmet on his head.
Catch Up
OK, brief catch up before I get to writing something of more interest...
Work is OK. Same shit different day.
I'm back in my house. I have some cleaning up to do, but nothing I can't handle (just stuff I'm too friking lazy to do!!!).
Have been texting back and forth with F.A. Apparently he's been sick. But he did warn me (sort of...) about some evacuations news in my area. So we've been talking about starting over and going slow. Then in the very next panel we are sexting and exchanging pictures. So who knows where thats going to go... He still has his kids on the weekends. No big there, but we don't talk when they are around...
Work is OK. Same shit different day.
I'm back in my house. I have some cleaning up to do, but nothing I can't handle (just stuff I'm too friking lazy to do!!!).
Have been texting back and forth with F.A. Apparently he's been sick. But he did warn me (sort of...) about some evacuations news in my area. So we've been talking about starting over and going slow. Then in the very next panel we are sexting and exchanging pictures. So who knows where thats going to go... He still has his kids on the weekends. No big there, but we don't talk when they are around...