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Everything that glitters is not gold
Posted:Jan 21, 2020 3:30 pm
Last Updated:Jan 22, 2020 6:38 am
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I like watch cams from time time. I like the interaction, especially if they cum which is rare catch. I know most of the ones I enjoy watching like edge for awhile and well after about 20 minutes or so I lose interest and I’m on something else. But of course I like watch the hotties with a body and I nice thick coc There’s usually more guys watching than chicks so more times than often I get a message and the cyber sex is on! It’s fun. But most of them are too far to actually fuck but there have been a few that I’ve gotten to with.

I was going write this blog a lot sooner but I’m not into calling people out or want to hurt someone’s feelings, so I’ve waited a few months before blogging about this experience. I wanted to write about right after it happened.

So I was watching cams and saw a hot dude stroking his very nice cock and almost immediately he said hey. He was one of those that was too far away to actually meet but he said that he worked in Huntsville from time to time and would love to meet up. Sweet! He was gorgeous, very nice bod and his cock wasn’t bad either. The good thing about cam dudes is you see exactly what you’re getting and don’t have to go off pics and wonder if they really look like that and are be disappointed later when they look nothing like their pics. That happens way more than it should and I know that goes both ways. So we made plans to meet.

We chatted about our likes and dislikes and I sent him some photos of me. He was for sure that I would like him and his bedroom skills. Actions speak louder than words. So I was ready to put him to the test. He told me he’d give me his room info when he got here and settled in. I couldn’t get free the night he got here so we made plans for the next day. He had some free time that afternoon and it worked out perfect.

He had sent me several pics of him at his room with his gorgeous body and I was excited! I texted him when I was on my way and we had sexual banter the whole way there. I was horny as fuck when I got there and though I already knew he was attractive I was still a little nervous. I get to his room and knock on the door and he answers. He’s gorgeous! We had small talk for about 5 minutes or so and it was show time!

We began to make out and he’s a great kisser and usually if they’re a good kisser they can fuc He takes off my clothes and he takes his off, that body YES! He lays on the bed and eats my pussy, again he’s good with his tongue. In fact I came rather quickly and that doesn’t normally happen that fast but hey, I was ok with it. After I sucked his cock for awhile I was ready to be fucked. He gets a condom and I’m super horny. He flips me over into the doggie style position and I feel him slide in. He’s fucking me at a pretty good pace and I’m like WTF, maybe it’s the position so I flip over on my back and he starts again. Like minutes later he starts convulsing. I was thinking WTF is happening?

Now I know everyone cums differently. Some are loud, some let out a sigh of relief and some are quiet. Never have a had one go into convolutions though. And after 2 minutes. He quickly got up and took the cum filled condom off and asked me if a came. If you have to ask me if I came, I assure you I didn’t. I left very disappointed. I know I have some good pussy but minutes, missionary position.... after all the shit he talked about how I would love his “fucking” skills! No.... just no. He asked if I wanted him order food and have “dessert” but I was ready go. I gave him an excuse of why I couldn’t stay for another round of disappointment and he said he’d stay in touch if he ever came back to North Alabama. He’s blocked on here as well as my chatting services.

So just because they look good naked, doesn’t mean they can fuc False advertising....
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The chair
Posted:Dec 17, 2019 2:07 pm
Last Updated:Dec 19, 2019 7:06 am
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I’m on one today! Sooo sick of the smart ass motherfuckers in the world. It’s one of those “ leave me the fuck alone and let me deal with shit my way” kinda days. Christmas is in a week, I barley have any shopping done, my husband is a asshole, my job is getting to me and I’m on my period! Thank god for Adam Levine and his cover of sex and Candy. It took me back to Sam’s place. Here’s that story....

I had gotten myself into a bit of trouble and needed a second job to cover some expenses. So I picked up a second job bartending at a restaurant downtown. Now I didn’t know the first thing about bartending as I was always on the opposite side of the bar drinking my problems away. So I needed training and had to follow the white version of Steve Urkle. This dude was as awkward as they come but he was cool as shit. Everyone loved him from coworkers to the folks that came to dine in.

I trained for a week and took a test on what I had learned and I was told the schedule would be posted the following Monday. I dropped Monday after my first job and everyone was gathered round the board checking their schedules and I over heard a chick saying how she just couldn’t believe Sam was coming back. He was a loser that had gotten suspended cussing someone out or had gotten into it with another coworker. I don’t remember but this chick and a few others wasn’t pleased to have him return to work.

I think I started my first real shift on a Wednesday and I thought I’d be working with Urkle but come to find out he didn’t bartend, he just waited tables and I was stuck with a rather good looking fella. Oh, this must be Sam, probably hurt chicks feelings and thats why she was bitter. Nope.... his name was Jax and he’d been on vacation. He was kinda an asshole with , “I know I’m fine as fuck” attitude. Let’s just say he’d met his match as far as attitude goes. Sure he was easy on the eyes but that didn’t get very far with me. He was shocked that I gave him attitude right back and didn’t give into his good looks.

It’s Friday night and my second week there so I kinda knew most of my coworkers now. The way the schedule was set up people staggered in at different times. I was pouring a beer and I looked up see a dude wearing a trench coat. The vibes I got off this dude was he probably lived I his mommas basement learning how make bombs to blow up the city. He was just creepy! He took off his coat and walked into the kitchen liked he worked there. Who is this guy???

About 10 minutes later he comes from the kitchen and walks to the bar. He speaks to Jax who is checking his hair in the back mirror behind the liquor bottles. Jax says he’s glad to see him back and goes about his grooming. He looks at me and walks back towards to main dining area. Fuck you too is what I was thinking. I asked Jax who he was and being the conceded assholes was told me he was my boyfriend. I returned with a smart remark with he was jealous. Oh the web we weave!

The bar got busy fast and soon the entire bar was wrapped. The drinks were flowing in from the main dining area too. Jax handled the folks at the bar and I would make the drinks that came in from the dining room. As I made the drinks and stuck the printer paper with the drink on it to let people know who’s it was and where it was going, I noticed one of those had the name Sam on it. Ahhh, so that’s who the strange creepy guy is. I went to pour a beer and I heard, “is this mine?” I asked if it had his name on it? He said he was just making sure, didn’t want to mix anything up.

The night went on and Urkle had checked on me a few times and asked me if I was ready to quit yet. He said the GM told him it was his job to make sure I was comfortable with the job and to make me feel like I was one of the staff. Other than the jerkoff I had to bartend with and his smartass serial killer looking friend, I was great! Everyone else was cool and ask how I liked it so far when they came to get their drinks. A couple of them told me I was doing a great job.

The night came to an end and it was time clean up and go home. I was exhausted after working all day at my normal job and then after a very busy night behind the bar. Jax volunteered to count the tips while I cleaned the bar mats and the taps and whipped everything down. He did scrub the floors and bring up the ice. But I did most of the cleaning while he sat on his ass counting our tips. Urkle and a few other servers sat at a table counting their and I noticed Sam was one of them. He was chatting it up with Urkle. Now, like I said everyone liked Urkle so I wasn’t too surprised that he was chatting it up. I get my earnings and go home.

About a week later Jax calls in and so I’m the only bartender that night. I stayed busy and learned I could handle it on my own. But cleaning it myself wasn’t going to be fun. Urkle stepped up to me clean and asked if I wanted go get a beer after we were done. I told him no because I didn’t want to drink and drive. That’s the whole reason I’m here. So he told me he’d follow me home and I could ride with him. So I did. We get to this hole in the wall and order a beer. Soon about 3 other coworkers showed up and we drank and chatted it up. Soon after Urkle gets a phone and wants know if I wanted ride over to Sam’s place and I was like, ummmm NO! I didn’t like Sam. He was weird and he wasn’t very friendly to me. But Urkle was nice enough to come get me so I was like sure.

On the way I asked if Sam was going us and Urkle thought that was funny. He assured me he was cool just miss understood. I didn’t have good thoughts going through my head but here I was. We get to Sam’s place and it’s an apartment. I noticed is was tidy and dimly lit. Why are we sitting in the dark? This motherfucker is fixing us! WHY???? There was a couch along the back wall and a recliner with an end table it. I quickly sat in the recliner and was told Sam that was his seat, but I could sit there. WHY AM I EVEN HERE? I was ready to go.

Urkle asked if I wanted to smoke some pot. During training we had talked about what we did as far as smoking and drinking and I was down with both. I was quite the pot head back then. So Sam proceeds to roll a blunt and we smoke. Sam doesn’t say much and Urkle decides to tell him my thoughts of him while we were on our way over. I hauled off and smacked the shit outta Urkle! Why? Why would he tell him? Now he really is gonna us. Luckily I’m a bit of a smartass and played it off. You never know, I told Sam, you never know. All of a sudden Urkle gets a phone from his baby momma and needs to take her something. He asks if I minded chilling at Sam’s for about 20 minutes. Ummmm NO! He checks with Sam and asks him if he minded if I chilled there till he got back. Sam said he didn’t mind. Of course he didn’t, he’s gonna murder as soon as you walk out the door. Sam said he’d wait at least 10 minutes before he’d slaughter me. I told Urkle to hurry up as he walked out the door.

Here I sat, as hell with the freak from work. He offered me a beer on his way into the kitchen. Sure, get and drunk before you murder me , I joked. He brought a beer and disappeared into a room down the hall. I knew it, I knew he was gonna me! Now, those of you who smoke pot or have ever smoked pot you know how paranoid one can get. You start to believe the crazy shit that’s going through your head. I was convinced he was coming with a machete to wack off my head. He comes back with a guitar.

He sat on the couch and was messing with the strings. He told me he’d broken a string and asked if I minded him fixing it instead of chopping my head off. Seeee I knew you had funny business going on! It then became a joke. He asked me what kinda music I liked. Me, I like all kinds of music. We sat and talked about our favorite bands while he fixed the string on his guitar. Soon Urkle was back and it was 2 in the morning. So I needed to go home.

The next week at work was awkward with Sam. He’d make some kinda of murder joke every time he’d come get his drinks from the bar. Jax didn’t get it so with him was fun. I think Jax was more worried about why I didn’t play into his pretty boy swagger and joked with Sam. Because he had some jokes!

One night it was storming and Sam didn’t live far from where we worked and had walked to work that day. He asked Urkle if he could give him a ride home. He said he would ask me but a murder on a stormy night just seemed to perfect of a plan and he’d knew I’d turn him down. You know what, smartass, I will take you home. There’s enough people here if I don’t show for my next shift, they’ll know I’ve been murdered. Everyone laughed and said they had my back. Sam asked if would take him the store he wanted to get some beer and I told him he’s doing too much, he just asked for a ride home. Sure, I’ll run ya the store.

We get back to the complex and he asked me if I wanted to come up and have a beer. I explained I didn’t drink and drive and he promised he wouldn’t me. He then asked if I wanted smoke so being the pot head I was, I went. I asked him if he fixed his guitar and he went and got it. We sat and smoked and again talked about music. He told me I wasn’t the stuck up bitch he originally thought I was. Thanks! And he wasn’t the Alabama bomber/serial killer I thought he was. I asked him if was gonna play a song and he asked what I wanted hear. So I picked a song I was for sure he wouldn’t know, George Straits, The Chair. YALL, he got up of his recliner (that was his seat) and asked me to trade seats. I was a bit confused but when he played the first few chords and began to sing, “well excuse but I think you’ve gotten my chair” I about fell out. No fucken way!

Needless to say I grew kinda fond of Sam and of course it lead to sex. No one knew how close we were. We hardly spoke at work. But the ass grabs that no one saw or the time I had go get strawberries out of the walk-in cooler in the kitchen, he’d seen go in there and he came in there just to sneak a kiss and feel me up. Urkle was the only one who knew Sam and I were friends. Jax thought I was joking about some of the things I was really serious about. But that made it fun.

My time with Sam was short lived but I learned everyone deserves a chance. Sometimes the creepy weird ones are not so creepy all.
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Building a Mystery- FWB Edition
Posted:Nov 19, 2019 2:48 pm
Last Updated:Oct 28, 2020 11:04 pm
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Have you ever wondered what was going through your sex partner’s head? Now I’m a pretty open book those I’m . I’m a talker meaning I don’t shut up, unless there’s a phat cock in mouth. Just kidding but I do talk a lot. There is NO mystery around what’s going through my mind. Life is too short to not let people know just how I feel. I mean after all ’s how you get know each other. And the more comfortable with your sex partners the better the sex is.

I’ve had fair share of FWB and with those come feelings. I think it’s easier for men walk away and not look back, not all men, but most. I can recall one FWB I walked away from and it didn’t bother . He was attractive, had a great job and a good fuck. But I never developed any kinds of feelings for him. And yes he’s someone I considered a friend. We did hookup on a regular basis.

Men in general are more stoic with their feelings then us ladies. No, again it doesn’t apply to everyone but as a whole. So what goes through their heads after a good fuck? Are they wondering what’s going on your mind? Are they just trying to catch their breath from pounding he just gave you? Or are they wishing you’d put on your clothes and leave if you’re just FWB?

I was informed there is something released makes women talk after a orgasm and men become sleepy. I think most of ladies can testify the latter part of the last sentence. But regardless of , I still wonder what’s going on in your brain. And sure some of y’all will be like just ask them. It’s a catch 22. What if’s negative things? Nobody wants hear or say anything negative, especially after a fuck. I think some of would rather live in our fantasy world than hear the truth. If there’s a chance it could be if you asked; what’s on your mind?

So fellas, what goes through your mind after sex?
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Drunk Girl
Posted:Oct 26, 2019 12:43 pm
Last Updated:Aug 25, 2020 10:14 am
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Fall has finally arrived here in Bama. It’s my favorite time of year for many reason. The Crimson Tide is back on top and hopefully looking for another Championship, time will tell. Falls festivals are going on and of course my want to go. Wrangling that are wanting to do different things in a very crowded place isn’t my idea of fun. It’s just been one of those long weeks. So I want get in and out of this festival as quick as I can.

I had called a friend of mine to see if he was taking his and to call me when he got there. Him and his wife has been having problems for awhile now and he thinks she’s strung out of drugs leaving him take care of the and take care of all the chores and bills. They get there and we head up to the madness to get tickets for the games. I saw another friend that had her 5 by herself and was bitching about how her husband conveniently had to work late. I thought two was bad enough. My wanted wanted go find her teacher so we headed that way losing my friend that I had met up there. I’d catch up with him later.

The played a few games and everyone was handing out candy and of course my was eating it as fast as they were getting it. This is gonna be a long night. One wanted go ride the train and the other wanted go see her teacher from last year. So we walked down the hall to the library where she was last year and found her out in the middle of the hall at a station. As she was asking my how the school year was going and wrangling her own and manning the station while my was trying to talk her.... it was a hot fucking mess! Too many people. I gathered my and was about to head down the hall outside were the train ride was, that’s when I saw him walking straight towards me. Deer in the headlights. Thankfully there was a beam I quickly stood behind hoping he didn’t see me. He didn’t and turned and went on.

After a couple other games the wanted cotton candy and so we stood in that ridiculous line for 30 minutes. My buddy that had met us up there found me and stood in line and was catching me up on his hot mess of a life. He wants a divorce and to sell his house and move away. I can’t say that I blame him. I mean sometimes I feel like I’m raising my alone. Hunting season just started so I won’t see my husband till February. I’m not gonna beg him to choose doing things with , they’ll remember. They eat their cotton candy and we have about 15 tickets left so we go the bouncy house to let them jump all that sugar off or at least some of it. They play a couple more games and we are down 2 tickets. My oldest wants go the dunk booth which is out side and on the way the car. As we are standing in yet another long ass line, I’m handed candy wrappers so I leave the in line and go look for a garbage can. That’s when I walked right into him.

FUCK! “Hey, how are you?” I just stood there staring at him. “I’m good, thanks. How are you?” Before I saw him in the hall earlier I didn’t even think about running into him. And I thought I was about to escape without seeing him again. WHY? I found the garbage can and he was trying to make small talk. I didn’t want to be rude but I didn’t really want to talk to him. I was tired and getting home was all that was on my mind.

I was headed back to find my to see they were headed my way. The little one freaked out and thought I left so they got out of line to find . I hadn’t walk 20 feet from them. He had his with him and they wanted pizza and of coarse so did mine. “I’m not paying $20 for a small pizza. Let’s go and grab something on the way home!” Oh but they were starving and threw a fit. He looked at me and said, “I’m going make your mom mad but let’s go get y’all some pizza.” Why....

He’s so fucking sexy and he just does it for me. From his boots to that thick southern accent, goddamn it man! He gets the pizza and there was a picnic table over by the playground that he told the to go sit down and he’d pass the pizza out. I’ll go find something to drink. All I could find was MtDew. So I got his their own and made mine share one. Payback, huh?

I grabbed my phone out of my purse and found a swing to sit in while the ate. I was scrolling FB and I heard him say, “I know you hate .” I asked him why he thought that. He told that every since he had told that he didn’t want fuck anymore that I’ve been avoiding him like the plague. “Whatcha mean?” He told me I didn’t call him anymore, not even a hey, how ya doing? I didn’t know what to say. He wasn’t completely wrong but I wasn’t going outta my way to avoid him. It’s one of those “outta sight, outta mind” kinda things. He reminded me that I was the one who turned him down the last time so he’s the one that should be upset. He was joking of course but I just sat there. He said if he’d known this was going to happen he wouldn’t have fucked me to begin with. It’s not like we were great friends before and I didn’t really know where he got this.

Talk to me, please! He said, “can I be honest with you?” The first time we hooked up, after I dropped you off and went home, I sat in my truck and thought about what had happened. I thought I was just drunk and went on and went to bed. I couldn’t sleep. All weekend I thought about you. So when you texted me a few days later I thought, let’s do it sober. When I went back to work, I was a complete mess. I couldn’t get you off my mind. It scared the living shit outta me. I couldn’t sleep and I was so distracted that I couldn’t pay attention to anything. So I did what I had to do. I didn’t mean to run you off though.

WOW, Thanks for telling that now and I get it. Hell it threw for a whirlwind too. Nobody likes to be turned down and yeah my ego was a little burned but I understood from the family part of it. As I looked at the and reminded him that he made I smart decision. He told all the things he said to me at that time was true and he really felt that way he just left out those feelings about the he felt about me. It was just a drunk hookup after all. It was my fault. I mean I basically encouraged that he take me home that night from the bar. What drunk guy is gonna turn down pussy that’s being thrown at him? Yes, it takes two to tango but I led that dance that night. I’m also the one that texted him that following Monday.

I think we dodged a bullet with his decision to end it when he did. Living and working in a small town where everyone knows everyone things could’ve gotten out and that would be very bad for us both. I assured him that I didn’t hate him and that I wouldn’t treat him any differently than I did before we hooked up.

Sometimes you have to look at the bigger picture and that’s exactly what he did. I’m a “live it the moment” kinda person and sometimes I need to look at things from other perspectives. I’m kinda glad he didn’t tell me that I was part of the reason he decided not to continue because he assured me it wasn’t me at all and I guess it kinda wasn’t but rather his emotions he needed to get in check. I would’ve tried to play on those emotions for selfish reasons. He was a boy that night but in the end he was a man.
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Little Red Corvette
Posted:Oct 18, 2019 7:14 pm
Last Updated:Sep 17, 2020 1:52 pm
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I ran across his profile a few years ago and it was very detailed about him and what he was looking for. Not the average liner of “ looking for a hook up” so many people use. I mean it was it was very specific of what he was looking for and what he wasn’t. I was intrigued so I sent him a message. If mind serves correctly we chatted and had plans to meet up but didn’t because he had car trouble. I’m not sure what happened after that. I think I ghosted him.

Rewind a year before that I had put on some lbs with my pregnancies and I was over it. I had do something and I foolishly reached out to Starboy. I hadn’t seen him in years and I met up with him and he hadn’t changed a bit physically. He’s a bit of a health nut and in great shape. I was embarrassed that I had let myself go and he gave me the confidence that I needed to get the weight off if I wanted.

I sat out on a journey to get it off and started a diet and the weight came off. It took a year to get to my goal and I started to feel comfortable in my skin again. That’s when I messaged Doc the first time. I was also fucking Starboy probably once month and didn’t follow through with anyone that wanted to meet from AdultFriendFinder. I hadn’t stepped of marriage before Starboy. But I was bored with the sex and he gave me what I needed. Some shit happened and I learned he hadn’t changed. He’s just pure evil! I’m going to leave it at that.

Fast forward to this year. Marriage sex was still boring and routine so I went looking for someone who could fulfill that need. Every time I logged into AdultFriendFinder I saw his profile and so I messaged him again. We chatted and made plans to meet up again. This time I went. Now I had never gone to anyone’s home before this. I used the site years ago but they always came to my place because weellllll I knew where my gun was if I needed it. Let’s just say I was pleasantly surprised. The yard looked liked something out of Homes and Garden magazine . I was a bit nervous but once I entered his home..... I don’t remember how it went down but it went down.

After we fucked I remember he said, “you know you just fucked a Clemson fan?” What are you talking about? Oh my Bama shirt! I should’ve known he was gonna be trouble from then. But I wanted more so I went back again a few weeks later. His cock is huge.... and it feels amazing. After another pounding I looked at him and said “I don’t know your name .” He told he didn’t know mine either. Guess we skipped that part the first time. He’d much rather make a dig at my love for the Crimson Tide.

A few weeks later I messaged him again wanting more and of course being the southern gentleman he is, obliged my request. Each time I went to see him I got know him. I then discovered his blog on here ( If you haven’t read it go check it out) and got know him a little more. I knew he was smart (smartass more like it) but his ability to write is like reading a published New York top seller. Some he’d told me about and some things I was learning about. Hell still learning. I thought I had read it all but found some I hadn’t. Is there anything this guy isn’t good ? He’s educated, sexy AF, he can cook (so he says), his yard is pristine, his home is not a mess AND he can fuck!

We’ve been fucking for quite sometime now and I’ve let my feelings get involved. I tried not to but shit happens. I care about the shit talker. I don’t know why any of his many lovers hadn’t married him up yet. FOOLS they’re all fools. I mean I’m glad they haven’t because he wouldn’t have came into life. But that’s being selfish. I want his cock all myself. I know he’s making the best of his single life. I’ve read about them. Makes a bit jealous.

I know I can’t keep him as my sex slave and I know I’m not the only one he’s captivated from here. Yes the sex is amazing but he’s just an amazing human being. It’s gonna suck when he finds someone build his life with. He’s made it very clear that he will be faithful and that means I gotta go. Well the sex has go. I hope that we can always remain friends......

With benefits. After all he’s getting me a Lamborghini, a Crimson one . I promise I won’t drive on the grass when I drive it over. 😁😁😁😁 I adore ya, Doc! Even if Bama loses (they’re not) but if do, I’ll still have love you.
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The Gambler
Posted:Oct 14, 2019 2:21 pm
Last Updated:Nov 4, 2019 7:55 am
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Ah, Mr. Smith, he was a dirty fucker . He was a professional poker player and quite good it too. I mentioned in my last blog about my friend who thought she’d never find love again. She was on (very popular the time) Plenty of fish, more like plenty of ass. But she figured I needed to have too. I really didn’t want one. I wasn’t looking for anything other than a hookup. This was around the same time I discovered AdultFriendFinder. So the POF site was a perfect way to conceal my inner whoreness. That way if anyone ever questioned how we met I would be like POF. Though I’m not one to care what others think, it just worked.

Mr. Smith and I exchanged a few emails and he seemed cool, I was into it. So he finally came over on a random weeknight and I had a couple of my girls over enjoying a few beers on the patio. I guess he heard us outside and came beebopping around the corner and introduced hisself and he had brought a bottle of whiskey. Now I have to working the next morning and so did my girls. But like I said he’s a gambler so he doesn’t work a conventional work schedule.

He offers us some whiskey and of course here we all are doing shots. I got a little inebriated. Both of my friends excused theirselves from the gathering and went home. So it’s just me and him and I’m drunk (per usual).

The cool night breeze felt great and we decided to walk around the complex. There was picnic table and we decided to sit down and talk about god knows what. Nether one of us is shy. So I was very comfortable and the conversation just flowed. He was easy on the eyes too. Out of nowhere he leaned over and kissed me. Imma get into some trouble with this gambler!

We then discovered that we both were out of beer and needed to go to my place to get more. Once we walked in and he shut the door, it was on! Like he pushed me against the door and his tongue was down my throat and his hands were down my pants. My shirt went flying, then my bra. He told me to get on my knees (which I don’t really like when they demand it) and suck his coc He held my hair and watched as I slurped and sucked his cock! It was one of those sloppy blow jobs and he loved it!

We made our way over the couch and he wanted sitting up with my legs spread and him on his knees eat my pussy like it was supper time. YES SIR! Now not all men know how eat pussy but he needed no lessons. He wanted in his mouth and I did! Probably the best oral I’ve ever had. So far he exceeded all my expectations. So I was ready see how good he was with his coc

When I say he was a dirty I mean some of the things that came of his mouth was dirty AF! I loved it. I love dirty talk while I’m being fucked. He wasn’t huge but he knew how work that cock and I was very impressed. After we both go off. He put his clothes on, grabbed his whiskey and gave a peck and thanked .

We hooked up quite a few times after that. He would and tell leave my door unlocked because he was coming over when he got done playing cards. That was fun. be waken up by that tongue of his eating my pussy. He became a good friend and even helped me pack up my apartment when I moved. After I moved when lost touch and I haven’t heard from him since. Total sweetheart and a great fuck!
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Cuz we like to PARTY!
Posted:Sep 24, 2019 2:13 pm
Last Updated:Oct 14, 2019 4:46 pm
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I was finally single and ready to mothafucken mingle! I even moved to the other side of town into a 1 bedroom apartment. I had also gotten a new job. It was the change I needed. Now there are good things and bad things about living in an apartment. The amenities were nice. I could see the pool from my apartment and was excited for the summer to come. One of the best summers of my 20’s.

Every Friday around 6 my girls would come over and we’d get ready and the night life downtown. Two of them had fresh divorces and one thought she was never gonna find someone to settle down with. I was the only one that had never been married or that didn’t have . That’s why they came to my place.

A friend had given me a bottle of Patron Silver as a gift for my new lease on life. It’s Friday night, my girls a there and the music was up and it’s time to break the tequila. We get all glammed and a good buzz and head down town. There are serval bars and clubs downtown and we was good friends with one of the security guys and didn’t have to any cover one of the clubs. That’s where we always started. One of the bartenders was a really good friend of mine so we’d go get a drink from him. He always hooked it up on the mixed drinks.

I don’t remember if the was a band playing that night or not. In fact I don’t remember a lot of what happened that night. Now, I’m no stranger to getting drunk and I don’t ever or had never blacked where I didn’t remember. Thank god I had my girls with me.

The drinks are flowing and I’m sure we were shaking our tail feathers to whatever was playing. Here’s what I do remember.....

I was beyond drunk and was sitting at the bar talking to one of the security guys (not my friend). Apparently we had a nice conversation before my friends found me and was ready to go. The club/bar was closing and we headed back to my place. Two of my friends went home to their place and one stayed the night at mine.

We get back to my place and there was a knock on the door, it’s the security guy that I’d been talking to. How’d he know where I lived? Ummmm apparently I told him and my girl friend knew that he was coming over. I don’t think my girl friend or the security guy knew how fucked up I was that night. So he comes in and sits on the couch and we are talking and I’m trying to remember the conversation at the bar. I had no clue what I had told this guy. But he was ! I’m talking about Magic Mike hawt!

My girlfriend was hungry and I didn’t have much to eat so she was gonna get some eggs, bacon, sausage and biscuits from the 24 hour grocery store that was a couple of blocks away. Me and hottie are left alone and I guess we decided we needed to shower so we did. When I say this man was hot I mean damn. I very vividly remember this part of that night. The sex in the shower was intense. He was cut, ripped, hung and knew his was around a woman’s body. After the shower the smell of bacon filled the air and we had worked up an appetite. My girl was in the kitchen whipping it up and singing like she had just been fucked.

Now Mr. Security didn’t bring extra clothes (guess he hadn’t planned on showering at my place) so his boxer was all he was wearing. My girl had to pick her jaw off the ground and almost burned the biscuits admiring that bod! After we ate me and the Mr. Security headed to my bedroom for round two. Mind blowing sex! From the way he licked and sucked my pussy to the way he worked that cock deep in me while fondling my breast. He was porn star status and I his very willing co-star.

The sun was coming up and he had to get home and get some rest (he wasn’t gonna get that as long as he stayed at my place. My sex drive is already and my pussy got soaked just from looking him. He left and I got some sleep. When I woke up I thought it was all a dream. It was not.

Over the next week we texted and I was still in disbelief that night even happened. I found his name was David and he worked 2nd shift his normal job and worked security on his off days. He was recently divorced because his wife was having an affair..... WHAT? WHY?

We had talk about the night we met and I for sure wanted to see/fuck him again. He worked so much it was hard for him to find time come over. I saw him at the club a couple times but he was too tired to come back to my place. I wanted to fuck him again.... god I wanted to fuck him just one more time! Be careful what you wish for.

It’s the 4th of July and he’s off from both jobs which is rare so he comes over. As soon as he sits on the couch, I’m in his lap. We talked for a bit and I rubbed every muscle in his upper body. I think he wiped the drool off my mouth a couple times. My pussy was dripping and I was ready to get him naked. We headed back to the bedroom and I quickly ripped of his clothes. My my my..... damn it . I am horny AF! We are making and all the foreplay stuff. I’m ready for him to fuck my brains and he can’t keep it hard. WHAT. THE. FUCK! WHYYYYY? He gives up and puts his clothes back in and leaves. He was embarrassed. I was sad. I had missed the fireworks outside because I thought I’d see them in the bedroom. Now I know why his wife was having an affair. I mean if he has problems keeping his dick hard! I don’t know if that’s why she had an affair that was just my guess.

I thought I’d never hear from him again but a couple months later after his shift he wanted to come over and have a beer. He was kinda drunk when he showed up. I guess he wanted to try and redeem hisself. We went to the bedroom and he didn’t disappoint. He tore the pussy up! He fucked me hard. It was good. But it wasn’t like the first night. And as pretty as he was to , I didn’t want to see him again. I was afraid if I fucked him again he’d get stage fright again and I wasn’t going through that shit again. That was horrible! I was gonna take that last memory of the good sex and just let it be.
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Where do broken hearts go
Posted:Sep 20, 2019 10:18 pm
Last Updated:Oct 9, 2019 1:35 pm
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Good question! Where do they go? After I broke Will’s heart to go back to what I wanted only for it to blow up in my face, again, I decided to just be single for a while. It had been a very long time and I was young and I knew I could stand on my own two feet by myself. But that didn’t last long. That’s right, I had reached out to Will after the Starboy explosion and he was right there to pick up the pieces, again.

I knew how much he cared about me and I spent the next 5 years trying to convince myself that I was in love with him. Don’t get me wrong, I loved him but not the way he loved me. It makes my upset to think of all the bullshit I put him through trying to A. get over Starboy and B. make him happy. 5 years is long time and I was hurting both of us.

He dealt with my addiction to prescription pills, the loss of a parent and a lot of just craziness. No matter what I did or how much I pushed him away, he was always there. I often wondered why he never proposed. I guess he knew deep down that I wasn’t the one for him and that’s my fault. I did love him I just wasn’t in love with him.

We lived together for most of those 5 years and the night I ended it all, I made it out to be his fault. He had lied to me and I caught him. I told him to get the fuck out! I wasn’t going to deal with that. Yeah, a little narcissistic but it was a big one and could’ve have landed him in prison. I could have and should have handled it different but I saw a way out and I took it. It was over.and I was finally single. I’ll dive into some of those stories later- “the single days”.

Will and I lost contact. He was free to find some who deserved him and that treated him like he treated me. That’s all I wanted for him. Until I found out he got married. I know, crazy.... that’s what I wanted for him to be happy.

I guess it was a couple years after the split is when social media started getting popular. I had joined to Facebook bandwagon and well he added as his friend. It was good hear from him and I was living life and enjoying it for the most part. Good job, roof over my head, car to drive and some good partying friends. One random night he asked he if could come see me. I was plastered and was like sure, why not. 20 minutes later he was knocking on my door. It was late and he knew right away I was drunk. He used that to his advantage and we ended up fucking that night. I like sex.... hence why I’m on AdultFriendFinder!

After all that, we kept in touch. We didn’t talk everyday but I just couldn’t see myself without him in my life. He had moved on and we were simply friends. After everything I put him through he still wanted to be my friend and I could give him that.

He’s living his life and I’m living mine and his birthday rolls around and I call him to wish him a happy birthday and he invites me over. Once again I’m drunk and my girlfriend says she would drop me off at his place if that’s where I wanted to go. She dropped me off and left. I have no car (I didn’t need to drive nor would he let me) so looks like I’m spending the night with him. Whhhyyyy! Drunk!

I didn’t fuck him that night and the next morning he was mad about it. I mean how dare I call and wish him a happy birthday and then spend the night with him DRUNK and NOT fuck him. I still don’t know why I didn’t either. He took me home and I didn’t hear from him for a couple of months.

One night after work I went to a bar and got deep into a conversation with a friend of a friend. Didn’t really know him but I was caught up in some shit (that’s another blog) and he knew two of the people that were involved. That bar closed and the only other place that was open and still serving beer was the strip club and so we took our conversation there. I never knew that cops got in free at the strip club. They do or at least he did.

So we are deep into this convo and my phone rings, it’s Will. He wants me to come to where he is. I explain that I’m at the strip club and I didn’t drive and if he really wanted to see me he’d come there. He was beyond drunk. He too was at a strip club on the other side of town and didn’t have his car (not that he should’ve been driving). He wanted me to come there and it just wasn’t happening.

I found out later that he was having HIS bachelor party and the next day he had gotten married. I guess that’s why he didn’t answer his phone the next day. But it didn’t make sense to me. It was just a couple of months after his birthday that I had spent with him. I didn’t even know he had a girlfriend let alone getting married. Why the fuck did he call me and was very adamant about seeing me the night before.

Turns out he wanted to make sure he was doing the right thing. He told me that things moved fast and he would be 30 soon and thought he had to get get married. So he did.

Now I was not far from getting married myself when I found out he had gotten married. I was pregnant with my first and engaged to my now husband. But I was sad. I was happy for him but I was sad because it wasn’t me that he wanted. After all he never proposed to me. The thought of us getting me married was never even talked about through out our whole relationship. Why was he in such a hurry to marry this bitch? They just recently had a baby. So it wasn’t because she was pregnant.

I waited awhile before I reach out to congratulate him on getting married. I was a little nervous but I did. Once again he was very happy to hear from me. To this day we still keep in touch. We’ve met up a few times to bitch about being married and our lives now. It’s always good to see him and talk about the fun times we had. I’ve apologized for everything and of coarse being the great guy he is still tells he loves me no matter what.
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Fun Facts about ME!
Posted:Aug 11, 2019 11:02 am
Last Updated:Dec 19, 2019 7:45 am
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And these are in no particular order

I’m not clingy and don’t like people are.
If you tell me when your birthday is, I’ll never forget it.
I get jealous.
I won’t lie to you, so don’t lie to me.
I love reality T.V.
I’m a city girl rolled into a country gal.
I am LOUD.
I am affectionate.
I’m not a touchy/feely person unless I really like you.
I can keep a secret. Some I’ll take to my grave.
I’m an open book on my life.
Confidence is very sexy!
I like to spend . Can’t take it with you.
I set goals and achieve them or try to.
I’m a social butterfly.
I cuss like a sailor.
I don’t sugarcoat things.
Fall is my favorite part of the year (college football).
If we fuck a kiss bye when I leave is a must.
My sex drive is extremely .
I love porn.
I think a guy bends down to kiss me is the sexist thing and one of my biggest turn on’s.
I love when a guy whispers dirty talk in my ear especially while you’re me.
DO NOT TOUCH MY FEET!
Leave a hand print if you smack my ass when you hit it from the back!
I like to teased in the bedroom or where ever we fuck.
Kissing is my BIGGEST turn on.
I like being complimented.
If I compliment you, I mean it.
I wear my emotions on my sleeve. Don't with them!
A end purse is my favorite accessory.
If you want to know something, ask me!
I HATE bugs of all kind!
I talk too much.
I don’t make promises I can’t keep,I’ll expect the same from you.
I like giving .
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River
Posted:Jul 14, 2019 12:57 pm
Last Updated:Jul 14, 2019 5:26 pm
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Have you ever heard a song and it just brought tears your eyes? Well Eminem’s collab with Ed Sheeran did just that . I remember the first time I heard it. I was taking my and it was on the radio and I thought the chorus was very catchy. I’m a fan of both of them. When I got home I searched it on YouTube and listened the lyrics. It me like a ton of bricks! Not something I was expecting. Not from Em at least.

If you know anything about Marshall Mathers, you know he’s a lyrical genius. He’s caused a lot of controversy with his music but, what great rapper hasn’t? But River, it was like hearing mine and Starboy’s relationship . Killing me softly, If you will!

From the opening chorus from Ed talking about being a liar and a thief the names used by Em. It was exactly what I was going through at very moment in life and my fucked up relationship with Starboy I just couldn’t escape! From the beginning of the song till the end. And each verse, every bar was almost verbatim of the last 2 decades.

I’ll get back the story of my very fucked journey of why I’m here on AdultFriendFinder. Not to say it hasn’t been fun, oh you bet your sweet ass I’ve had a ton of fun getting to this point. It’s been an emotional rollercoaster. That’s life, everyone I know of least. We have all seen the good, bad and evil that life can throw at us. It’s all in how you handle the situation is what defines you as a person.

I remember FaceTiming one of my best friends with puffy eyes and snot running of my nose and saying, “listen this shit!” They too were like ’s some deep shit. It was. I so wish I could get into details of the song and relation to the relationship so my readers can be like.... this knows Eminem. He wrote a song about it. For those don’t know it I’ll the lyrics here for you and go check it . It’s just fucking crazy how much it correlates my life and that particular FUCKED UP relationship!

[Ed Sheeran:]
I've been a liar, been a thief
Been a lover, been a cheat
All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me
Well, little , I don't want admit something
If all it's gonna cause is pain
Truth and my lies right now are falling like the rain
So let the river run

[Eminem:]
He's comin' home with his neck scratched, catch flack
Sweat jackets and dress slacks, mismatched
On his breath's Jack, he's a sex addict
And she just wants exact revenge and get back
It's a chess match, she's on his back like a jet-pack
She's kept track of all his Internet chats
And guess just happens be movin' on the next
, just shit on my last chick and she has what my ex lacks
'Cause she loves danger, psychopath
And you don't fuck with no man's , even I know
But she's devised some plan stab him in the back
Knife in hand, says their relationship's hangin' by a strand
So she's been on the web lately
Says maybe she'll be my Gwen Stacy, spite her man
And I know she's using me try him, I don't care
Hi Suzanne, but I shoulda said "Bye Suzanne"
After the first night, but tonight I am

[Ed Sheeran:]
I've been a liar, been a thief
Been a lover, been a cheat
All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me
Well, little , I don't want admit something
If all it's gonna cause is pain
The truth and my lies now are falling like the rain
So let the river run

[Eminem:]
-night stand, turned a -night stand
It was "come sunlight, scram," now we hug tight, and...

He found , now she feels deserted and used
'Cause he left, so what? He did it first her too
Now how am I supposed to tell this 're through?
It's hard find the words, I'm aloof, nervous, and Sue
Don't want this hurt, but what you deserve is the truth
Don't take it personal, I just can't say this in person you
So I revert the studio, like hole-in-the-wall diners
Don't have be reserved in a booth
I just feel like the person I'm turning into's
Irreversible, I preyed on you like it's church at the pew
And now I got you I don't want you
Took advantage in my thirst to pursue
Why do I do this dirt I do?
Get on my soapbox and preach, my sermon and speech
Detergent and bleach is burnin' the wound
'Cause now with her in the womb
can't bring her in this world, shoulda knew
To use protection 'fore I bit into your forbidden fruit
Fuck!

[Ed Sheeran:]
I've been a liar, been a thief
Been a lover, been a cheat
All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me
Well, little , I don't want admit something
If all it's gonna cause is pain
The truth and my lies now are falling like the rain
So let the river run

[Eminem (Ed Sheeran):]
My 's (ooh), my 's (ooh)
River (ooh), river run
me (ooh), me (ooh)
River (ooh), 'll let the river run

[Eminem:]
Always the bridesmaid, never “The bride, hey!”
Fuck can I say? If life was a highway
And deceit was an enclave, I'd be swerving in lanes
Speeds a , like I'm slidin' on ice, maybe
's why I may have came you sideways
I can't keep my lies straight
But I made you terminate my baby
This love triangle left us in a wreck, tangled
What else can I say? It was fun for a while
Bet I woulda loved your smile
Didn't wanna abort, but fuck it
What's more lie, tell our unborn ?

[Ed Sheeran (Eminem):]
I've been a liar, been a thief
Been a lover, been a cheat
All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me
Well, little (I'm sorry)
I don't want admit something (I fucked )
If all it's gonna cause is pain
The truth and my lies now are falling like the rain
So let the river run
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In too deep
Posted:Jul 8, 2019 5:49 pm
Last Updated:Sep 20, 2019 10:53 pm
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Now if you read the last two blogs, you know how it started and how it ended, the first time. Well after I had found the emails from his future fiancé, I was broken. Yes I know he’s married and didn’t really belong , but in my mind he did. I was obsessed with him. The sex was amazing and I was in love. However my college buddies had my back after I found that he was adding players his team.

Every Thursday night after there were a few of us that went for drinks. We went the same place and sat at the same table and had the same server that waited on us. Like I mentioned before two of them knew about Starboy. Well the ones who went for drinks knew I was upset and so they were let in on what was going on. I wasn’t the bubbly talkative person they knew me be. It was over anyway, so I thought.

The guy that always waited on us was cute and he always picked on me. So the “crew” thought he was into and that he shall be my new boo. No, no, no! It’s not happening. So my two girlfriends asked him every question the sun. Was he single? What were his goals in life? Where did he live? His phone number, for . NO! I don’t want see anyone. I didn’t want hurt his feelings so I just sat there with the WTF are y’all doing on my .

Well the more I drank the more I was open the idea of just going with him. So we exchanged numbers and a couple days later he called. He asked if I wanted go a movie. One of my co-workers was having a birthday party and I asked him if he wanted go it and he was game.

So he picked me up and off we go the party. We both said we wasn’t looking for anything serious and we would be just friends. I kinda explained what had happened with Starboy and he’d just gone through a bad breakup.

We get the party and I introduce him the few co-workers that were there. We grabbed a beer and found a table in the corner. The conversation just flowed. By the end of the night and lots of alcohol later he said he wanted see where this relationship went. What did I have lose.

We continue see each other and it got way more serious than I wanted. But shit happen and work sucked! I still had work with Starboy and that was hard. We fought all the time and it just sucked. I loved working there just not with him. So I didn’t want quit and I wasn't going let him get the best of .

Christmas was right around the corner and Will (my new boo) asked what I wanted for Christmas and I told him diamonds (I tell everyone that). I mean we hadn’t been dating that long and really didn’t expect anything from him. I hadn’t thought of getting him anything either. We haven’t even slept together. Most of our dates consisted of drinking beer and hanging with friends, mostly mine.

A couple days before Christmas he came over to my place and we watched a movie. When he went to leave, I walked him to the door and of his pocket he pulled a jewelry box. WTF is what my said. He handed it and said “Merry Christmas”. I opened it and it was a heart shaped diamond pendant. Why? He said, “you asked for diamonds.” I was joking!!!! I tell everyone that! Diamonds are expensive and it ls my way of saying don’t get me anything. And definitely not diamonds. I didn’t get him anything and felt like shit. He didn’t care. That’s when I knew he was more into this relationship more than I was.

My birthday was right around the corner and my friends threw me a party. It was fun but I got really drunk and passed really early. Will woke up and made sure I got home safe, tucked me into bed and went home. Now we are like 3-4 months in and he treated me like a queen. The best guy hands down that I ever dated! He was a keeper. I knew he was great guy and so did everyone else.

On my actual birthday, I went to work and there was a cake. How sweet are my co-workers? Nope, it was from Starboy along with a . I opened the and all I could see were the words, “ I’m sorry”! I tried hold back the tears but I couldn’t. I went and got myself together and I was going to thank him for the cake. He had left for the . I didn’t tell Will about the cake or the . Over the next couple of weeks Starboy was making an effort get back. He’s a smooth operator.

I didn’t want to hurt Will but I was right back in love with Starboy. And I began fucking him again. Will was totally oblivious to the whole thing. I didn’t want to break this guys heart. He’d been so good to . My friends loved him. So I continued date him while trying figure a way end things.

I had gotten really drunk one night and told a mutual friend of ours (someone I’d known for a long time and one of his co-workers) what was going on. I didn’t think he’d tell Will. He did and Will confronted me about it. He asked if I was fucking Starboy. I saw the hurt on his . And I’m not a liar, so I told him the truth. And told him that I didn’t want to see him anymore. My heat belonged to Starboy.

He leaned against my door and I saw the tears rolling down his cheeks. “Please don’t breakup with , please don’t!” He told me that he would forgive and we could get passed this. He didn’t want lose . He asked if that was the reason I wasn’t fucking him. It was. Some may think I’m a , but I really wasn’t. I never slept with Will. And that’s when I let the best guy walk away. And the first time I’d ever broken a heart. I was in too deep with Starboy.
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November Rain-part2
Posted:Jul 4, 2019 1:05 pm
Last Updated:Jul 5, 2019 7:14 am
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Once the fucking began, it was on! We fucked every chance we got. The work place, stadiums (that was fun), at a wedding, any and everywhere. I was hooked and head over heels in love with a man I had absolutely no business seeing. But I didn’t care. I didn’t see the big picture. Not for the next couple of years anyway.

I was in college and working full time so I was busy. When I wasn’t working or in school I was in a bar drinking my life away. Now fraternizing with the co-works was frowned upon and terms for termination and he was married so I didn’t talk to my co-workers about the affair. They all knew, it was obvious but it wasn’t up for discussion. And only a couple of my college buddies knew (I had to tell someone).

He consumed my every thought! Looking back it was a sick obsession. I had been in love before, so I knew I loved him. We’d been fucking for awhile now and the L word came up. He never told me he loved me. I had a rule, that after we fucked and he left, I got a kiss. That’s when I would tell him I loved him and he always responded with, “you too”. It made me mad. It was what it was. I never questioned why he didn’t use the word love.... I just went with what I got.

I went through a very big loss. The ONLY man that had NEVER disappointed me lost his very short battle with cancer. I was drinking a lot. And I was prescribed Xanax. But Starboy could’ve cared less. He wasn’t there and showed no emotion of what I was going through. That’s when I should’ve seen what a piece of shit he really was. How do you fucked someone for years and not show one ounce of giving a shit about what I had just gone through. I mean my HS sweetheart was front and center, my co-workers, my college friends, hell every the bartender at the bar we always went to showed his support by cutting me off after two beers.

One day he showed up to work and I noticed he wasn’t wearing his wedding band and I asked him why. He said he had lost it doing yard work. I wasn’t buying it. A friend of mine started dating his brother and I found out that he was getting a divorce. Why wouldn’t he tell me? I guess the same reason he told me that one random day that it was his last day there. Mind blown! I started questioning whether he even cared about me. I later found out I wasn’t the only one who was under his spell. In fact there where more than one! I confronted him with the info and he denied it. Of course, but I had proof! I had hacked his AOL and found emails from one of the girls. Another one contacted me because she wanted to know if I was still seeing him.

The divorce was final and there were no signs of the other women. We now could be open with our relationship and I stayed with him more than I stayed at my place. He had a roommate but he was weird and I rarely saw him.

He took a job that required him to travel quite a bit. One of the places was a couple of hours away and I went and stayed with him a few times. Well on one of those overnight visits I got my karma!

A chick from back home had came down at 5 in the morning banging on the door of the hotel. He got out of bed looked out the peep hole and got back into bed and acted like he had no clue who it was. Ok, so why didn’t you open the door and tell them they had the wrong room? Probably because she didn’t. He had to work that day and he showered and went to work. When he left he took off like a bat outta hell! He called me and said if there was a knock at the door not to answer it. She’d fallen asleep in her car.

Not ten minutes later there was a knock at the door. Of coarse I opened it up and invited her in. Who are you? Why are you here? She knew I was there, she saw my car. She said we need to talk. Now this is a new chick, not the ones that I had caught him with before. She had a bunch to tell me. They’d been seeing each other for the last two years! WHAT???? Oh, and he just had a with the chick from the emails. WOW! I believed her but I wanted to hear it for myself and I knew he wouldn’t tell me.

There was an old cell phone he left on the dresser in the hotel. I got the “ momma’s” number and called it from my cell. I got the voice and left her a message. She called me back and confirmed that not only did they have a together but the were engaged. This motherfucker! I was broken. I guess I should not have been shocked that he was seeing other people because after all he was married when he started seeing me. But how do you have a and not tell anyone????? HOW?!? And why did this chick know? Because she had showed up at the same hotel room while she was down there, pregnant.

My hurt quickly turned to anger and not even a Xanax was gonna calm me down. He had some very expensive stuff in the room and we had a couple of Smirnoff ice left from the night before. I took those out and hand one to the chick that was there and I had the other one. We shook them up and sprayed the entire room. The laptop, the cell phone, all of his clothes, everything was covered!

The momma called him and I soon got a call from him saying he was sending security to remove me and the other chick from his room. You dumb bastard, I’m already half way home! You go ahead and call whoever you want to! November th , the same date it all began five years ago, is where it ended for me. Sure some would say I got what I deserved, but this was just pure evil. I was done. Game over! I went through great measures to stay away from him. Even a restraint order was taken out when he tried to come crawling back. I was DONE!

And when your fears subside and shadows still remain
Oh, yeah
I know that you can love me when there’s no one left to blame
So never mind the darkness, we still can find a way
‘Cause nothing last forever
Even cold November rain!
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November Rain
Posted:Jul 2, 2019 6:01 pm
Last Updated:Jul 14, 2019 11:57 am
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November 11th, that’s the it all started and the it ended, the first time. He was an older guy and I’m not really sure when the infatuation started. I just know I had my eyes set on him and I wanted him. He was married, but I had heard stories of his unfaithfulness so I knew I had a shot. Savage, I know! But something about him drove me crazy. He was absolutely gorgeous!

We worked together so I saw him just about everyday. This is back in the AOL days and I don’t remember how it worked, but we were friends on there. I remember sending him a message and that’s when we started talking. Innocent at first, but he knew I wanted him. In fact I had gotten in trouble for asking another co-worker if he was a good fuck. Of course she went and told the boss and I got written up and explained that he was a married man and I didn’t want to open the can of worms. Hind sites 20/20!

So as the conversation on AOL went on, the deeper we got and it went right where I wanted. We talked for hours on AOL. And the next day at work was awkward. Sure it’s what I wanted but now here we and I have work with this dude with the conversation playing in my head. Now I really wanted him.

We flirted, but nothing too serious while on the clock. But every night when I got home and logged into AOL, he was there. The conversations were talk of “if” he wasn’t married the things we’d get into. Well the chick that ratted in me was moving of state (oh darn!) and was coming tell the staff (him) bye. She ALWAYS wore the same fucking clothes. I guess she thought that was her best outfit. But I had mention (we’ll him starboy, I’ll explain why in another blog) that she’d be wearing her best outfit. And we placed a $20 bet on it. He lost!

Now with her outta my hair, he was mine. A few days go by and once again we are in deep conversation on AOL. I was teasing him about the $20 he owed . He said meet me the spot. I knew where that was and so I got in my car and drove where he said meet him. HOLY FUCK, he’s there and waiting. He gets of his car and into mine. Where’s my ? He told he had it. Now I’m a talker, so I was just chatting about god knows what and out of the blue in leans over and kisses 😳! OMG by far the best kiss I’d ever had. I needed fresh panties!

Was that better than ? Ummmmm, well that was $3.00 worth. He smiled well how much was the bet for? 20 bucks, up! So he leaned back over and we made for a good 15-20 min. You’re up $10. $10 more go. He was game as Night Ranger’s Sister Christian played. My shirt came off and so did my bra. I was young and a full C- cup that were just full and perky. He was like WOW! Those are nice and his hands went straight for them and his mouth soon followed. His hands were down my pants...... THIS, THIS IS WHAT IVE BEEN WAITNG ON FOR MONTHS!

The kissing and fondling got intense. I went for his cock, it was rock hard. And he wanted a blow job, which I really hadn’t given many if any so I just went with it. Now of course I’m horny and I’m ready fuck his brains . NOPE, not happening. Not tonight, he said. The fuck!!!! I think I’ve off my debt and I’ve got get home, he said. I was soooo disappointed. I wanted it! I wanted him! But he got and drove off. I sat there take in what just went down. You fucken did it! I was proud of myself. Once again, savage, I know!

Going work was now fun! The ass grabs when no one was looking. The inappropriate banter between us. Oh, did I mention he was my boss? The big boss at that. I was in that office every chance I got. But still wouldn’t fuck me.

My birthday was in a few months. And once again we were chatting on AOL. He told me to meet him at the work place and I did. He was already there and he had made us a screwdriver. Happy birthday, he said. We finished the drink and I went to clean up the cups and he comes up behind me and grabs my ass. His hands go down my pants as he’s kissing the back of my neck. Shivers run down me. I can feel his boner on my ass. We start making as we make our way over a table. He picks up and sets up on the table taking my clothes off. I start rubbing his cock through his pants and he asked if I wanted it?

Nope, not all! He’d been teasing for months. Finally he pulls is cock and pulls my pants off. He’s starts teasing my pussy with his cock. Do you want it? Is this want you want? He’s teasing the fuck of . I lay back on the table and he is rubbing my clit, she dripping. I feel him start put the tip of his cock in and he ask again if that’s what I wanted. He then pushes it all the way in! FUCK, YES! He works that cock all around my pussy. Is that what you’ve been waiting for? As he starts pull and then slams it back in. He’s rubbing my clit and fucking nice and slow. I really didn’t know what an orgasm was till that night. But that night the bar for the ones who followed was set , really .

He pulls and cums I’ll over my stomach. He grabs some napkins and wipes his cum off and pulls me to a sitting positions and gives me a long deep kiss and says, HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY! And that’s when there was no turning back. I was in love with my married boss.

There’s a lot more to this.... so stay tuned! That was by far the best birthday I have ever had.

Nothin last forever and we both know hearts can change
And it’s hard to hold a candle in the cold November rain. - GNR
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