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In The End
Posted:Feb 16, 2021 1:55 pm
Last Updated:Mar 2, 2021 11:40 am
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I’ve gone back and forth on writing this here. But since it started here, might as well write the ending to this saga.

I hadn’t heard much from him so being , I messaged him just to see what he was up to. He said that he was pretty much working his life away and didn’t have time for anything else. I asked him if I could come see him and to my surprise he said yes. So I made plans to go see him last Friday night.

I was fine till I got in my car to go over there. He lives about an hour away, and I used to make the drive all the time so it didn’t seem that far. After what felt like an hour of driving to realize I wasn’t even half way there yet. So I called L just to pass the time but of course it went straight to voicemail. So it was just me and my thoughts in my head.

I finally arrived, took a drink of my diet Dr. Pepper, grabbed my phone and went to the door. He let me in and I went straight to the couch and sat down. I asked him how he’d been, it been almost 8 months since I’ve seen him. He looked like he’d lost weight but that could be because I’ve never seen him in regular cloths. Just in shorts and a ugly ass t-shirt (ROLL TIDE) that didn’t stay on long.

He made small talk and then I started to ask questions about her. He didn’t want to talk about it and I kept my composure till he yelled at and told if I kept on he’d kick of his house. My first thought was just to tell him to go fuck his self and leave but I didn’t. I explained that I just wanted to understand why he thought it was a good idea. The more I pushed the more he pushed back. I just didn’t want to see him waste his time on some bullshit.

So I sat on the couch in tears. I finally decided this was going nowhere and put my coat on and told him I couldn’t watch him do this. He shrugged his shoulders and I stood up and walked to the door. I turned around and asked him if it was me he didn’t want to talk about it with or anyone and he responded with, “ I don’t think you understand how private I am!” ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? I reminded him that I had read his blog...... all of it! I walked out, got in my car and thought about it. My phone rang and it was L. I asked him if he was home and he said he was on his way and he’d meet me there.

I beat him there and waited for like 20 minutes and when he got out he handed me a bottle of fireball and said, “ thought you might need this.” Thanks! He asked me what I thought was gonna happen by going over there. Answers, I wanted some answers. I thought maybe he’d let me in if I was to .I just want to support him and be a friend. It’s not my decision though. Either I was going to support his decision that he thinks is best for him or just walk away from the whole situation. Just like I can’t tell Doc what to do, L it wasn’t gonna tell what to do. That was my decision.

I deleted all the pics and the videos and the platform that we used to communicate. All the conversations over the last 2 years. Kinda outta site out of mind. I wish him the best. I hope it all works out. I haven’t locked the door but I closed it for now. I tried so hard and got so far but in the end it didn’t really matter.
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Bare With me
Posted:Jan 23, 2021 3:21 pm
Last Updated:Feb 13, 2021 5:57 am
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Happy New year!!! First blog of 2021 and so far so good! I made my husband take out for New Year’s. After sitting in the house for most of 2020 I’m determined make 2021 a better year. Besides I don’t think we’ve even went out on New since having . So I got glammed up and we hit the town. Nice dinner and we ended the night at a friends party.

Work well wor I’m enjoying my new position. Although last week my patience was tested. I’m pretty chill until I’m pissed then...... just don’t fuck with . People are always saying my hair color matches my attitude. Don’t with fire!

My sex life is really boring at the moment and it ’s not for lack of men being interested, It’s more of me just not being ready. I mean the idea sounds great and the want is definitely there. But I get that point and I can’t follow through with meeting anyone new. I’m just not ready myself back out there. Most of the men are understanding and some say I’m just fake 🙄.

I also want say I was never led on in any kinda way. This was me and getting in my own head. It just happened. Will it happen again? I don’t know! I have somehow figure out how keep the sex and the friendship separated. I mean I like the idea of one just one person. But I don’t want that bitterness when it ends.

My biggest issue with Doc, is not that it ended but the person it ended for. The way she treats him and shit he puts up with, it still leaves me saying WTF dude. But he allows it and he chooses sit alone and drink his misery away. Only wake up next day and do it all over. I don’t feel sorry for anyone who chooses misery over trying make changes try and be happy.

I’m not quite ready hang up my hoe heels yet. I might be 40 now, but pussy is still as tight as it was when I was 20. I’m sure there are some cocks that need that kinda experience, lol. I don’t know when exactly I’ll be ready, so just bare wit me!
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Lighters
Posted:Dec 30, 2020 1:24 pm
Last Updated:Jan 16, 2021 9:02 pm
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If you’ve been reading my blog you already know how I feel about Eminem. So when he teamed up with Bruno Mars on the Bad meets Evil album I thought it was the perfect song to close out my blogs for 2020.

What a fucking year! It’s been filled with twist and turns that I wasn’t expecting or ready for. I think it’s been a rough year for a lot of people. I mean a global pandemic, on the verge of a civil war and our 1st woman as Vice President was elected. This year will most definitely be in the history books somewhere between the Holocaust and The Great Depression. Speaking of depression, learning how to deal with my own hasn’t been easy.

I’ve struggled with becoming a teacher to my with distance learning. I read something the other day that said in 20 years the worlds gonna be ran by homeschooled taught by day drinkers. And watching my nephews say goodbye to their dad was extremely sad. Addiction sucks!

This year wasn’t all bad though. I was very blessed that I was able to work from home. I mean who doesn’t like wearing their pjs while drinking mimosas and getting shit done? As much as I was ready to throw in the towel, working for some amazing people makes all worthwhile! I even got a raise in the middle of all this craziness.

My relationships with my friends has really struggled this year. Learning how to share my best friend hasn’t been easy. We’ve spent the last 10 years inseparable and now I get a lunch date here and there, I just don’t see or talk to her as much. She made a career change at the beginning of this year and we don’t have the same schedules anymore. And her are grown while mine are still very young. So I can’t hang out at the bars like they can. And then the whole FWB..... imma leave that one alone in this blog. I’ve said enough about that in my previous blogs.

I’ve had a little fun with my clothes off not near as much as I would have liked but that’s hard to do at six feet apart and with a mask on. Bahahahaha. And of course L, he came along at the right time and although I was just trying to replace a void with him, he will forever be a friend. Thanks for dealing with my crazy ass. We’ve decided not to fuck anymore and just keep things in the friend zone.

I’m nervous to see what 2021 holds. I start a new decade in life #40 and starting on the 4th of January I take on a new position with my company. So tomorrow night at 11:59, raise them lighters up and let’s bring a bright positive light into the new year. Cheers y’all!
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Monster (JB/SM)
Posted:Dec 21, 2020 2:28 pm
Last Updated:Dec 22, 2020 9:41 am
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Every once in awhile all the stars align and everything seems work out. It’s rare and it doesn’t happen often, so when it does, I hold on it.

A little over 2 months ago I helped L pack up his entire life, kissed him goodbye and he was off start a new chapter in his life. I knew from the start that he would be leaving but in the back of mind I hoped that he would stay. When are involved all bets are off and they Trump everything and everyone. He didn’t know if he would be back for Thanksgiving but he would for sure be back for Christmas and we would hang out then.

Last week he called and told he’d be here Thursday and so of course I wanted to see him ASAP. I had my work party Friday but I just had to stay long enough to exchange our gifts and I could dip out. L said to meet him at his house. No, he hasn’t even put it on the market yet. So after an hour at the party I texted L and told him I was on my way. I was super excited to see him.

As I pulled up I noticed the Christmas lights and was a little confused. But I seen his Rubicon in the driveway and so I grabbed the 40 Jell-O shots that I made for the party but forgot about them until I saw them in the floor board and went in. As soon as I walked in I was greeted by a big Ol bear hug. I’ve missed him so much. I picked up the container with the Jell-O shots in them and went to put them in the fridge. Luckily it’s -9° Outside so they were fine. We ate like 5 a piece before putting them up.

As I looked around the kitchen I noticed everything was in its place. I mean I helped pack everything in this kitchen and now it’s all bac WTF is up??? So I went through the rest of the house and it was all there, everything! Like it was never moved. Even the unmade bed. I’m confused #storyofmylife. “I couldn’t do it” he said. “Alabama is home and it’s where I belong!!” I had lots questions.

So while we cooked some food and ate the rest of the Jell-O shots he told me he went and he tried everything to like Cali, he just couldn’t. Not even his could keep him there. So he packed up what little he had unpacked in Cali and came home.

Over dinner the conversation quickly went from him to me. L is one of those on and off AFFers. He hides his profile longer than he keeps its active. So he hopped on to see what California had to offer and when he got home last week he decided to check in on me and he thought maybe I could use some “unwanted” advice myself. It doesn’t bother me though. Any advice that’s given I take what I need and what I don’t, I just don’t.

He said I think I know what your problem is. Instead of allowing yourself to heal you just replace what you think you need. Sure it was the sex that you thought you were replacing but also those lingering feelings too. You never allowed any real time before jumping to cover up that void. Which I know goes a lot deeper than these men. He said when people are ripped out of our lives whether it be by death or by choice there is always some sort of void.

Some voids you cannot fill and others that can be filled need time. It’s not always out with the old and in with the new. He said that while my feelings are real and valid, you can’t make someone who doesn’t care, understand. It’s not my job. He also said to continue to be who I am. Continue to be that friend. And if things do fall apart, don’t come in hot with the “I told you so”. Just be there to pick up the pieces. That goes with the past, present and future.

I gathered our plates and we cleaned up the kitchen. He had put up a dart board and so we jammed out, threw some darts and enjoyed a few more drinks. Made a few bets and enjoyed the rest of the night.
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Dancing on my own
Posted:Dec 7, 2020 10:52 am
Last Updated:Jan 27, 2021 11:44 am
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This one is gonna be a tough one to write, but I need to while the emotions are still fresh. I should just let it go and after this I probably will lose a friend. It’s not that I don’t care in fact I care way too much about someone who doesn’t care about me or my feelings. You’d think I’d be use to it by now but it still sucks.

It all started after I decided to cut off SB off for good. I’d been fucking him regularly and was needed someone to continue to give me the sex I wasn’t getting at home. So I reached out to Doc and finally got up the courage to go meet him. The sex was good and so he became a regular. I’d go see him once a week and this lasted for over a year. Though I was fucking others here and there, he was the main one.

I knew he was seeing other people too. Although I didn’t really like it there wasn’t anything I could do about it. Those were my feelings and I knew it came with a FWB type of relationship. This is not my first rodeo with a FWB type of relationship. But when you fuck someone for that long and pretty regularly, other feelings happen. He knew about them and still continued to fuck me. So I took it as he was ok with the fact that there were more than the FWB feelings involved.

Everything was going great till the pandemic happened. When the world shut down I got overwhelmed with now being at home with my and not going anywhere. And so I didn’t see Doc for like 3 months. It’s not like I didn’t want to but I didn’t know much about the Corona and I have to look out for. I mean the way it was introduced to us it was a very deadly virus. Knowing what I know now, I think it’s all bullshit. It’s no deadlier than the flu. I had it. Not only did I get over it, but my family that stays in my face didn’t catch it. I know it affects people differently so don’t come for me about my opinions of it.

After everything started to open back up and I finally decided that it was ok to leave my house and go get the sex that I desperately needed. Doc had said he didn’t really see anyone and was getting sexually frustrated as well. So around the time I went, he had met this new gal. She was everything he dreamed of according to his blog. Young, wanted more and connected with him emotionally which BTW is very difficult to do. He doesn’t let people in easily and I spent the last 1.5 trying get him open up and he kinda did.

This chick is married and he very clearly said that he wouldn’t allow hisself fall for anyone that was married. Those are his exact words. But for some reason this chick comes into his life and I get shoved to the side. I mean the blog went from, she’s married and doesn’t know she’s unhappy to welllll she now wants out of the marriage and wants to see where things go in a matter of weeks. Ok cool.

I go over to his place and I get all in my feelings, like crying and just trying to understand what she had that I didn’t. Why he didn’t he have those feelings for me. At this time she was in the same exact boat I was. But those were my insecurities and my demons. I don’t think he meant to make me feel like I just wasnt good enough but he did. So that night was cut short and I went home and got myself together. I contemplated whether or not I should even continue to see him. But I wasn’t quite ready to end things. So I went back the next wee

Things were better and I kept my emotions in chec Here’s where things really got . As I was putting my clothes back on I heard his phone ding and I knew it was because I use it too and so I knew it was one of his other girls and he picks it up and I don’t know if he read it or what. But he knows how I feel and can’t wait till I leave to look at it. It wasn’t a phone call or a regular message from a “real” friend. I felt very disrespected. I mean idc that he’s fucking other girls, but at least have enough respect for me that when I’m there sucking your dick, that’s my time until I leave.

I have NEVER responded to another “fuck buddy” while I was with someone else. Had it been a regular call or it wouldn’t have bothered . But I left and I didn’t say anything. Again these are my demons within myself and I was just gonna let it go.

So the next week I texted him to make plans and he doesn’t even open it till the next day after I texted him again about what day would be good for him. And he was kinda a dick about it and told a day and said he was busy the rest of the days. I had a lot of my plate. I was dealing with my family and their addiction and work was overwhelming because of the pandemic and I just had a lot going on so when he decided to be a dick I jumped the and said I couldn’t see him anymore. I didn’t mean it but I got ahead of myself and popped off.

Did I expect him to beg for me, NO. But I didn’t really expect him to just write me off like he did. It was because of this married woman that all of a sudden now wants to be in a exclusive relationship. All of sudden now she wants a divorce. So when I tried to apologize is was too late. He now was going to do what he said he would never do an date married woman. Am I jealous? Fuck yeah I am. Why wouldn’t I be?

Now remember I’ve been seeing him for a while now and he knew I was struggling because I told him when I apologized and wanted to still see him and was told NO because of my feelings which he’s known about and now it’s not a good idea?? Whatever....

Not one time does he ever ask me if I’m ok! Not one time did he ever just to check up on . But yet takes her to the beach because she’s having a tough time and wanted her to get way from the stresses of life. Bless her soul! I was extremely hurt. Not because he took her to the beach but because I’ve been a great friend and I get nothing!

But I still continued to be a friend and I had some concerns and I got very little response out of him. I know, I should’ve cut my losses there and just been done with it but I know he’s a very closed off person so I just continued to just live life and things started to get better for me. My work got better, I lost the weight I’d been trying to lose and just felt good.

I would check in with Doc just because I want to know what’s going on in his life. I really want him to be happy. But then came the blog and it was basically everything that my gut said about this chic He took her on another weekend getaway and according to him it was less than perfect. I didn’t say anything. I know he cares about her and he was hurt. Then came the follow up blog.

Now this over the last 6 months, this is how long they’ve known each other. He said they’ve talked it out and he’s given an ultimatum and rules that she had to abide by. Huh..... oh and help for her divorce that won’t happen unless he makes her go through with it. Sounds like a fairytale, right?

So I gave him my opinion and pointed out that I was pretty spot on about this whole mess. Once again I got ignored. So I asked him if he still wanted be friends and I get cussed at and told to drop it. He doesn’t want to talk about her and he doesn’t need advice. Don’t need it or don’t want it? So I asked him if he doesn’t want advice/ opinions why put it out there for 0’s of people read and leave comments on. He tells me his blog is a place vent and I totally get that. He said that he’s gonna do wtf he wants to do regardless of what anyone says. Yeah, how’s that working out for ya? He also said that nobody gets the whole story. So why put half the story out there? Makes sense. I get you leave some things out. But either you’re making this chick out to be something she’s really not or you’re just pissed off because you don’t want to hear the truth.

Do I want to completely end my relationship with him, No, I don’t. I love him and that just doesn’t go away. But I’m sure he’s just gonna get mad and cut me off because of this blog. And honestly at this point, what am I really losing? According to him this girl doesn’t have much of good friends and I’m not sure why, but now she could be costing him his. I get it’s his life to live but I’m not gonna sit back and watch him throw it away and keep my mouth shut. So if you do decide to cut me off, it’s been real. I hope you get what you want. Sorry I wasn’t good enough. That’s exactly how you made me feel.
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Love Lies
Posted:Nov 16, 2020 5:38 pm
Last Updated:Dec 5, 2020 10:56 am
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Right before I had huge wake up call that would change my life, I met Ryan. He was a friend of a friend. During football season we would get together at this low key wing shack. The beer was cheap and the food was decent. If you have ever been to Alabama you know we eat, sleep and breathe college football. There are two teams, The Alabama Crimson Tide and The Auburn Tigers. You
pick one, there’s no “I root for both”. Fuck that mess, pick one if you’re not from here.

On game day everyone puts on their teams colors and everyone gets together to watch the games. Me, I am Bama fan and Ryan was an Auburn graduate. Ryan would always sit next to me and talk shit during the Bama game and I’d return the shit talking during the Auburn game.

One Saturday I got to the wing shack before everyone and got a table. Joe had came in and mentioned Ryan’s birthday was coming up and so we ran over a couple doors and grabbed a cake. Neither one of us knew what kind he liked so we picked what we liked, lol. So we got back with the cake and waited for Ryan to get there and we all sang and embarrassed the hell outta him. Good times!

A couple days later I got a from Ryan asking if I wanted to see the new Saw movie that just came out. It just wasn’t a good day and explained why. He said it was his actual birthday and he really wanted to do something. With a little convincing I told him I’d be ready about hour before the movie started. So he picked me up and we got drinks and popcorn and found our seats. We were pretty early and so we sat and talked. Mostly about football and how fall was the best part of there year. Cooler weather, football and haunted houses.

Ryan and I got pretty close, but I couldn’t read the situation. There was no kisses at the end the outings we’d go on. We went to several haunted houses that year. But just as friends. The more we hung out the more I developed feelings for him. I didn’t realize that we both were at a very dark place in life.

He had dated a girl for like 5 or 6 years and they broke up and then tried to work things out and she died either of an unintentional overdose or intentional one. No one really knew. He was having a hard time getting over that while I was trying to numb the pain of all the shit I’d went through over the last 8 years. I was getting pills from a some dealer I knew and Ryan would always want some.

Neither one of us saw the addiction in each other. We needed these to deal with the turmoil of life. So it was ok. This went on for months. None of our other friends knew about the pills. We was also smoking hella pot. Pretty soon we was hanging out every night. Just smoking and exchanging stories about college. We both had a great time in college except he came out with an engineering degree and I came out with wellllll I got a a basic bitch degree. Hey, at least I got a degree, right?

I went to get some pills and I told Ryan to meet me at my place. So he was waiting for me when I got there. He wanted to go somewhere and wanted me to ride with him so I let my out and his ass took off. So we jumped in his car and chased down my dog. Two blocks over some were out playing and so they caught him and we was gonna run back by my place, drop Fido off and go about our business.

I seen the cop car parked in the parking lot near my place but I didn’t think nothing of it. As I was coming out of my house I saw the cop pull In behind Ryan’s car and I freaked. The cop asked my name and placed me under arrest for several warrants. Now I’m not some big bad convict ( no shade to anyone who is) they were all FTA’s on some traffic bullshit. I didn’t really think they’d come pick me up..... they did.

Ryan had no clue to what was going on and we both had pills on us. So he was freaking out. But they were there to get me so the didn’t fuck with him.. Luckily my pills were in my purse which I handed to Ryan along with my phone and told him to call my parents and tell them what was going on. This guy had never met my parents and now he had call and tell them their was in jail and he had no clue why. He did it though.

So for the next few weeks I got to sit in jail and think about my life and knew I needed to make some major changes in life or I was gonna end right back in there. That’s not the life I wanted. I was better than that. While I had so many reason why I justified why I did the shit I did, jail was not fun. It’s nasty, the food is horrible and I didn’t belong there. On my phone calls home, my dad said Ryan had called a few times to check on me. So he was the first one I called when I got out. Well I texted him and he responded immediately and told me he was expecting my call any day now.

While I was in jail I lost everything, my home, my car.... everything! Yeah, I did some time. And my family couldn’t afford my bills and theirs. But I had Ryan! We went out a few times and had a lot of heart to hearts. I really cared about him. My family loved him. I mean he’s educated, got a great job and he was the only friend I had when I got out of jail. But he didn’t want to cross the friendship line.

Over the next few months I would slowly rebuild my life. New place of my own, pos car, but at least I had one. And Ryan was there every step of they way. But you know me, I ain’t gonna wait around on no one, so I was hooking up with whoever I wanted. But I really wanted a relationship with Ryan. I thought he was my end game. I was up front about my feelings and he shot me down and I would wait a while and finally he agreed, let’s try to date and see what happens.

That lasted all of like two weeks. We had sex one time during that time and I wish I could say it was awesome but I don’t even remember it. It was just awkward as fuck and I knew it wasn’t gonna work so I acted a fool and ended things before he did because I thought he was. I thought he just agreed to try things because I wouldn’t let it go.

Recently I got one of those phone calls that I was kinda expecting and was dreading even going. I got there and walked in and found a pew off to the side. I didn’t care to talk to anyone I was there because it was the right thing to do. I grabbed my phone out of my purse and was scrolling FB avoiding looking at anyone and just giving the “leave me alone” vibe. I seen a post from Ryan. Something along the lines of when you hurt the people you love, you’re only really hurting yourself, and he was sorry. He very rarely post of FB, maybe once a year if that. I liked the post and didn’t think that much of it.

After I got married the only time we ever talked was during football season and the last few years that hasn’t even happened. I always text him on his birthday and last year I got a thank you and the “seems like you got what you wanted out of life” speech. I tried to explain to him that what you see on social media can be somewhat of a facade. Yes I have a family and live a pretty comfortable life. But that doesn’t necessarily mean happiness.

This year on his birthday I knew it was a big one, 40. I sent him my usual happy birthday. I heard NOTHING! No thank you, NOTHING! It was what it was. But I guess when he saw that I liked his status he decided to text me. I had put phone away when the funeral started and was listening to this absolute bullshit of a eulogy and praying that it would end soon so I could leave. My watch vibrated and I saw the text was from Ryan and it was everything that he should have said years ago.

I still haven’t responded to him. I don’t know what to say. I mean I gave up on that shortly after it ended. Another valuable lesson in life, don’t wait till it’s too late. I’ll end this blog like he ended his FB post; if you ever read this, I’m sorry!
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Let it go (Keyshia Cole)
Posted:Oct 25, 2020 7:05 pm
Last Updated:Oct 26, 2020 6:05 pm
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I got a message from a some dudes wife asking me why I think it’s ok to fuck other married men. Apparently he forgot close out his AdultFriendFinder account and she found it. We had been messaging back and forth for about a month. It wasn’t going anywhere (on my end at least) but the banter was fun and entertaining. But she did dig into my profile and read my blogs. I got to give it to her, she did her homework before she came for me. Told me she had saved the messages and she was gonna find out who I am and expose me. Good luck, lady!

This isn’t the first time someone has came at me because they thought I was fucking their man. I had two gang up on me and really thought they were fixing do something back in college, here’s how that went down.

SB and I had a falling out and I was over it. So my girlfriend that I went to college with decided we needed to go to a party over at one of the frat houses. So we got all dolled up and went to this party. We knew a few of the people there and chatted it up with them, played a few games of beer pong and proceeded to get drunk.

There was a very cute boy that was flirting with me and so he was my partner in beer pong. After winning a few games we found ourselves in the corner talking about god knows what. He asked me if I wanted go back to his place and chill and I knew exactly where this was going and so I went. We hooked up over the next couple of weeks. It was one of those “what are you doing” at 1 in the morning kinda hook ups. Nothing more, nothing less. My girlfriend said he had a girl he was seeing but he said it wasn’t serious and in fact he had called things off a few nights before he met me. She didn’t want it to end so she was hanging on to whatever she could.

I wasn’t trying get involved in any drama so I just let it go and was hooking with this other guy I had known for a while. He too had just broke up with this CRAZY chick. I mean this girl would call him non stop and show up at his place randomly. She had key so she’d let herself in and I was definitely not about that shit either. I mean I had plenty of drama deal with seeing my “going thru a divorce” married boss. The only reason I was hooking up with other guys was because he pissed me off. I’m a petty bitch....

Anyways come to find out these two guys “ex” girlfriends so happened to be friends. They hung out at the frat houses way more than I did and I knew who they were but they weren’t friends of mine. So one night I was at one of the bars close to campus where most of that group hung out if there wasn’t a party going on. I was sitting at a table waiting on some friends and these two girls came and sat down and started asking questions. Wanted to know why I was hooking with their men when I know they had girlfriends. I really didn’t know they had girlfriends nor did I care. If y’all were taking care of ya man, they wouldn’t be calling me!

After they both realized I really didn’t give a shit about their relationship with their so called boyfriends, they said they was pretty sure I wasn’t the only one they were fucking. I let them know that I was definitely not into either of them like that and basically they was just another name in my black book. They didn’t need to worry about me anymore. I bought a round of shots and we all moved on.

Listen, if you catch your SO cheating, don’t come for the one they’re cheating with. That’s something you need to handle with your wife/husband. Call me what you will, at the end of the day it’s about the sex and I don’t care about whoever’s wife I’m fucking. I don’t wantcha man just his cock.

You need to get if he don’t wanna
Love you the right way he ain’t gonna
It ain’t where he’s at, it’s where he wants to be
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The way I talk
Posted:Oct 15, 2020 8:04 pm
Last Updated:Oct 20, 2020 10:24 pm
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This meet has been in the works since December of last year. Though it seemed the odds were stacked against us, we still managed make it happen. Here’s how it went.

Last December I got a message from Jon, saying he would be down here in March for a fishing tournament and would love to get some action off the water. Over the next few months we texted and sent a few pics. March couldn’t get here fast enough for both of us. Wellll we all know what March brought- fucking Covid, shutting the entire world down and that meant no fishing tournament.

At the time we really didn’t know what would happen but the fishing trip was postponed till October.

Over the summer we didn’t really talk that much. Maybe a “hey” here and there but that was about it. I really didn’t think much about him coming. If you follow my blog you know I was going through some shit anyways and so things have a way of working out.

Fast forward to September; he messaged me and said he’d be down the first week in October. He said he was still interested in meeting up. I told him to let me know when he arrived in Alabama. I’m in a different head space and definitely still wanted to see him.

He arrived on a Saturday and Bama had played early so I was about 6 too many beers to drive anywhere and I told him that I could possibly get away the next night. Now my husband has switched jobs since the original meeting date and it’s hard to know when he’s gonna be home and when he’s not. So after the 4th night of me saying I couldn’t meet up, he was getting frustrated and rightfully so. But he didn’t give up and neither did I.

The last night of his trip I finally got free and so he had the dinner and awards that night and didn’t know how long that would last and I couldn’t be out all night so time was of the essence. He tells me where he’s at and I head that direction. He told me to go find us a secluded spot. Yes I was born and raised right here in north Alabama but I know shit about where he was at. I knew how to get there and that was it. I tell him to meet me at a store and we’d go from there.

So he finds me and hops in my car and we are off to find a spot to fuc Immediately he makes fun of my accent. He’s from Wisconsin so I sounded funny him and vice versa. We find a spot and chatted for a few minutes, but he’s not here chat, he’s here fuc So he goes in for some kisses. They were soft and sweet, not too much tongue and definitely a turn on. So we moved into the backseat so we’d have more room. After he quit bitching about how messy my car was (I’ve got 2 ) we had another make out session and he made sure I was wet.

We both were extremely horny and was ready to fuck! He put on a condom and I slipped it in. OMG..... he felt so fucking good. It’s been a while since I’ve had a cock his size in me. He stretched me out nicely. A few minutes into it he said he was gonna cum. I’ve been told many times how good my pussy feels so I wasn’t shocked and honestly impressed he lasted as long as he did on the first round.

We fogged up with windows and it was hot as shit so I rolled down the windows to get some air flowing. We spent the next 45 minutes making fun of each other’s accents and him telling me that I should have prepared my car a little more. He’s 6’3” so fucking in the backseat of a car isn’t ideal. So the next round didn’t go as planned and we gave up. He had left his phone in his car back at the store and got worried that the fellas he was down with might try to call him or his wife.

So I took him back to his car and I think my driving and singing on the back kinda scared him, lol! He kissed me bye and got out and got his phone and saw he did have a few missed calls. I wanted a hug so I hopped out and ran around the car and although he got to see my ass a couple of times up close in the car he couldn’t resist grabbing it one more time before saying goodbye.

We texted while he made the long drive back up north and I told him to keep in touch. I don’t know if I’ll ever see him again but I’m glad I got to meet him and we got a small taste of what the sex would be like if he lived closer! All the time and without the condom. Even if we don’t ever meet up again, I think we will definitely stay in touch!
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The way I talk
Posted:Oct 15, 2020 7:58 pm
Last Updated:Apr 12, 2021 5:53 pm
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This meet has been in the works since December of last year. Though it seemed the odds were stacked against us, we still managed make it happen. Here’s how it went.

Last December I got a message from Jon, saying he would be down here in March for a fishing tournament and would love to get some action off the water. Over the next few months we texted and sent a few pics. March couldn’t get here fast enough for both of us. Wellll we all know what March brought- fucking Covid, shutting the entire world down and that meant no fishing tournament.

At the time we really didn’t know what would happen but the fishing trip was postponed till October.

Over the summer we didn’t really talk that much. Maybe a “hey” here and there but that was about it. I really didn’t think much about him coming. If you follow my blog you know I was going through some shit anyways and so things have a way of working out.

Fast forward to September; he messaged me and said he’d be down the first week in October. He said he was still interested in meeting up. I told him to let me know when he arrived in Alabama. I’m in a different head space and definitely still wanted to see him.

He arrived on a Saturday and Bama had played early so I was about 6 too many beers to drive anywhere and I told him that I could possibly get away the next night. Now my husband has switched jobs since the original meeting date and it’s hard to know when he’s gonna be home and when he’s not. So after the 4th night of me saying I couldn’t meet up, he was getting frustrated and rightfully so. But he didn’t give up and neither did I.

The last night of his trip I finally got free and so he had the dinner and awards that night and didn’t know how long that would last and I couldn’t be out all night so time was of the essence. He tells me where he’s at and I head that direction. He told me to go find us a secluded spot. Yes I was born and raised right here in north Alabama but I know shit about where he was at. I knew how to get there and that was it. I tell him to meet me at a store and we’d go from there.

So he finds me and hops in my car and we are off to find a spot to fuc Immediately he makes fun of my accent. He’s from Wisconsin so I sounded funny him and vice versa. We find a spot and chatted for a few minutes, but he’s not here chat, he’s here fuc So he goes in for some kisses. They were soft and sweet, not too much tongue and definitely a turn on. So we moved into the backseat so we’d have more room. After he quit bitching about how messy my car was (I’ve got 2 ) we had another make out session and he made sure I was wet.

We both were extremely horny and was ready to fuck! He put on a condom and I slipped it in. OMG..... he felt so fucking good. It’s been a while since I’ve had a cock his size in me. He stretched me out nicely. A few minutes into it he said he was gonna cum. I’ve been told many times how good my pussy feels so I wasn’t shocked and honestly impressed he lasted as long as he did on the first round.

We fogged up with windows and it was hot as shit so I rolled down the windows to get some air flowing. We spent the next 45 minutes making fun of each other’s accents and him telling me that I should have prepared my car a little more. He’s 6’3” so fucking in the backseat of a car isn’t ideal. So the next round didn’t go as planned and we gave up. He had left his phone in his car back at the store and got worried that the fellas he was down with might try to call him or his wife.

So I took him back to his car and I think my driving and singing on the back kinda scared him, lol! He kissed me bye and got out and got his phone and saw he did have a few missed calls. I wanted a hug so I hopped out and ran around the car and although he got to see my ass a couple of times up close in the car he couldn’t resist grabbing it one more time before saying goodbye.

We texted while he made the long drive back up north and I told him to keep in touch. I don’t know if I’ll ever see him again but I’m glad I got to meet him and we got a small taste of what the sex would be like if he lived closer! All the time and without the condom. Even if we don’t ever meet up again, I think we will definitely stay in touch!
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Are you that somebody
Posted:Sep 24, 2020 1:12 pm
Last Updated:Oct 27, 2020 7:00 am
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Remember that cocky bartender that I really didn’t get along with but was easy on the eyes? Yeah, welllllllll here’s how that went!

Once again I’m riding shotgun with Urkel and we go have some drinks at one of the local dive bars with some other coworker. One of them said they had gotten a hotel room and everyone was invited to come party. So we went by the liquor store and headed on to the hotel. I had 0 expectations on how this was gonna go.

We get there and there are about 10-15 people crammed into this room. It’s hot as fuck and the smoke was so thick I could barely see. But the vibe was chill and with a few shots and a couple of tokes off the 15 blunts being passed, I was having a decent time. I was chatting up with one of the chicks from work. Wasn’t too long and most of the folks had left and there was like 4 or 5 of us chilling.

Urkel was king of “I gotta go somewhere, I’ll be right back” and would just straight up leave me. He could tell I was irritated but promised 20 minutes tops he’d be back. Hurry up! So now we are down to three people and someone figured out how to open the window so the smoke could escape. Time to break out the dro or loud as they call it these days. I’m talking about three good hits and it would knock a professional weed smoker on their ass. All of a sudden there is a knock on the door. I’m thinking it’s Urkel back.... nope it’s the asshole bartender from work. Great!

He speaks to everyone and he gets to me, “who invited you”, he asked? Go fuck yourself. He said he was just kidding and told me to calm down. Even offered me one his cheap ass beers. Naw... I’m good but you can take a shot of this patron. So we took a couple shots and finished the blunt. Once the blunt was gone so were two of the other people. So it’s me, Jax and some chick that was so fucked up she couldn’t remember her name. Where the fuck is Urkel????? Not answering his phone.

He asked me if I was cool as he pulled a baggie of white powder from his pants. Now ya girl likes her sleep so blow is really not my thing but I didn’t need any more reasons for him to be a dick to me. “Chop me out a line” I said. So I did a couple lines and I was feeling pretty damn good. And we were actually getting along. He did ask me where my boyfriend was, referring to Sam. I was starting to get mad because Urkel was still not answering and it was like 2 in the morning.

We did like 2 more lines and it was gone so now we had to entertain each other somehow. So after we made sure the chick that was in there with us was still breathing, we tucked her into bed and we chilled on the other one. We joked about ordering a porno and charging it to the room, who would know? But instead we decided to just make our own and so it happened. It was one of those “what in the actual fuck just happened” moments. And immediately after he asked me who was better him or Sam? My smart ass replied his daddy! Ha!!!!

Just as I was putting on my bra, there was a knock on the door. I looked at the asshole and told him, “you can’t tell nobody, I’m talkin’ about nobody!” I hope he’s responsible cuz I gotta watch my back, cuz I’m not just anybody. Sometimes I’m goody goody, but it that moment I was naughty naughty. He said our secret was safe and let Urkel in.

Take me home, NOW! He apologized all the way to the elevator and to the car. He probably asked me 121823 million times if I was pissed at him and If I was still his homie. As soon as we pulled into my place I gave him a hug and said I’d see him at work. As I’m walking up to my door he yells, “you fucked him, didn’t you?” BYE URKEL!!!!

Well apparently Jax couldn’t keep his mouth shut and told the with the biggest mouth about what happened and some chick that liked him now hated me and made work a living hell! I mean it came down to me grabbing her by her neck and almost getting fired because she just couldn’t let it go. Not to mention the conflict it caused with Sam. He wasn’t mad about it because we were just FWB but he wasn’t pleased either. I didn’t work there too much longer after that so it was all good!
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Lay me down
Posted:Sep 20, 2020 8:12 pm
Last Updated:Sep 22, 2020 6:42 am
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Over the last couple of months I’ve been working on myself, both mentally and physically. Fucking a personal trainer does have its perks. With a little help from Lanny, I’ve found my passion for running again. It’s very therapeutic and I feel so much better afterwards.

I’ve been working part time and going in little later than normal so I usually meet L for a 2 mile run. He pushes me when I don’t want run anymore. He holds me accountable for the things I put into my body and I him with blow jobs and sex. But our relationship is more of a friendship than anything. When we make plans it’s normally either run/workout or just hangout by the pool. It’s not about the sex, we just understand each other. It’s been almost a month since we’ve fucked.

The last time we really hung out was the night he told me about his brother. He went to California to check on his and then I went out of town so we really haven’t had time. I did get to FT him once on my morning jog along the beach until my husband freaked out about human trafficking. Shiiiitttt they’d bring my ass back.

But I finally got to hung out with him last week. We had made plans to grill some kabobs and to catch . I told him I’d pick some beer and I’d see him around 5:30-6. I always shoot him a text when I’m my way and normally he responds but this time he didn’t. I wasn’t really too worried about and when I got his place I grabbed the beer and walked in like always. The house was quiet and so I started yelling for him. I expected him to greet me with a big Ol’ hug. Instead I found him the couch.

Immediately I could tell he was upset. What’s going ?? He sat up and he told that his family had got some life changing news and it wasn’t good. I would say what it is, but it’s not my news share. I was kinda lost for words, and that doesn’t happen often. I’m not really sure how handle this one. I asked him if there was anything I could do and he just grabbed me and snuggled up. We didn’t move for almost 2 hours.

When he did set up he asked if was hungry and that he would still cook like we planned. I was far from hungry and I asked him if I could fix him something eat. I don’t really know anything about working his grill but I’d sure try. He made a couple of jokes but decided he wasn’t really hungry either. I stayed till about midnight just talking and reassuring him that it’ll all be ok.

Im not sure what’s gonna happen but say a prayer for him. Say one for too, as I try to figure out how to be there for him.
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Nutshell
Posted:Sep 2, 2020 8:01 pm
Last Updated:Sep 6, 2020 8:13 pm
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I believe that people are put into your life for a reason. Some go as as quick as they came while others can leave an everlasting mark. Last night was reminded how small this world is and how powerful addiction is.

L was busy on the grill and I was saving frogs from jumping in the pool and the music choice was 90’s alternative rock. If I had to pick my favorite band from that era it would probably be Nirvana. I asked L if he had to pick his fav, who would he choose? He said without hesitation, Alice In Chains. I know Rooster and of course Man in The Box but thats about all I knew off the top of my head. I asked him why AIC and he told me it was his brother’s favorite band. I didn’t know he even had a brother, he’s never talked about him. I knew he had a couple of sisters because he talks about his nieces and nephews and not wanting to move and miss out on their lives.

He asked me if I had ever heard Nutshell and it didn’t ring a bell so he found and played it. I had heard it, in fact I knew this song very well it’s just been awhile since I’d heard it. I remember very well the night I first ever listened to it.

During the summer, my friends and I would get together with some of the neighbors and grill for out. A couple of them would bring out their guitars and play until we were too drunk to remember the lyrics to any song. One of the dudes came over and brought his cousin who had just gotten out of jail and was pretty much homeless so he was gonna crash on his couch. He was trying to get his girlfriend out of jail so they could go to rehab. They were both heroine addicts. He was tall and very thin and covered in tattoos. He had on a pair of black rimmed glasses and bleach blonde hair. He asked my bestie for a cigarette and she just handed him the pack told him he could have it. He was very open about his addiction and wanting to get clean, but knew if his girlfriend wasn’t on board, he wouldn’t.

He asked one of the guys if he could play his guitar and he handed it over. He strummed on it for about 5 minutes and he had skills. We asked him what kinda music he knew and he knew a little bit everything. He played some request and he excused himself and went to use the bathroom. He was gone for awhile and we all knew what he was doing. He came back out and picked up the guitar and started playing Nutshell by AIC. Talk about a powerful song. At first I thought he had wrote it. We all sat in complete silence after he sang it. He talked about the conviction in Layne Staley’s voice and what that particular song meant to him.

I couldn’t remember his name for the life of me but I could see him there with the guitar and his beautiful voice. L said the guy sounded a lot like his brother, so I asked if he had a picture of him. He disappeared into the house and came back with a shoe box filled with pics. We joked how our will never know what it’s like to dig through a box of memories. He found one of his brother with a guitar with a cigarette hanging outta his mouth and it was him! That was the tattooed heroine addict that had a voice that touched your soul.

Unfortunately he died about 3 years ago to a heroine overdose just like Layne Staley, his idol. I kept my composure but I knew I had to leave before I completely lost it. I know about the power of addiction. I also know what it’s like to have a sibling that’s in the same spot his brother was in, at this very moment with the same drug. It’s very scary. But I know an addict isn’t gonna get help until they’re ready.

They say sex can be an addiction and I do love it, but not quite sold on the fact that any kinda professional help is needed. But then again I’ve been wrong many times.
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Legit Ballers
Posted:Aug 23, 2020 2:05 pm
Last Updated:Sep 5, 2020 9:41 am
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This blog is gonna be a long one. I was gonna try split it but the way this site puts these blogs, you’d read it backwards and it wouldn’t make sense.

I’ve seen a lot of people call this non monogamous sex a lifestyle. I prefer to call it being a player in the game. I’ve been in it really since I started my first affair with. I didn’t know that’s the kinda girl I’d be at the time because the 18 year old was in love and thought he was the one. But after the first time he broke my heart and all the shit that he did and didn’t tell me, I realized it was just about the sex for him and I’d change him eventually. Yeah, right! But until he was ready to settle down and wife me up, deal me in and let me play this game.

I’ve NEVER gotten caught on my end or with the married men I’ve been involved in so I’d say I’m pretty good. I cover my tracks well and the most important one, I keep my shut! Now, I’ve had some help from friends along the way but these are very trustworthy friends and usually I had dirt on them. But being a player in this game doesn’t come easy. It’s a lot fun but there’s also a lot of hurt feelings and just straight pettiness that goes along with it. The story I’m about to get into is how I almost got caught up. Right before I met my husband.

I was having lunch at a fairly new restaurant. If I go alone to eat I normally sit at the bar. The manager brought my food out and asked if I needed anything and I heard the printer. So he grabs the paper and gets a glass out of the cooler and pours a beer from the tap. There was a lot of foam and I told him to tilt his glass and he wouldn’t have that problem. He asked if I wanted a job. He was dead serious. I wasn’t really looking but extra cash , why not. So I filled an application and a few days later he called.

Now they didn’t need a bartender which is what I thought I was going be doing. That’s where my experience was but I was cool with waiting tables. Most of the people there was really cool. I’m a very outgoing person so I make friends easily. Now, once again I work nights and it wasn’t long till I was a closer. Most of the time the other server that closed was the same chick and we became really good friends. We’d go have drinks at one of the dive bars after we closed. She was single too and often we’d talk about the good looking guys at work or who we’d fuck and who we wouldn’t. The manager that hired me was very attractive and flirted with everyone. He also had a on and off ghetto ass girlfriend (I couldn’t stand her).

One night my friend and I got into a discussion about how fine she thought he was and if she was given the opportunity she’d fuck him. I totally agreed that he was attractive but I wouldn’t fuck him, he just wasn’t my type. I’m not sure if I was trying to convince her or myself that I wouldn’t fuck him. Now he was the closing manager as well so we all spent a lot of time together at work. He became a really good friend. We’d talk about everything from relationships to smoking a blunt after work. He never went for drinks with us. Just smoked and bounced.

I had bought a pos car and I was having trouble with it so my friend took it to his shop and was gonna fix it. Leaving me without a ride for like 3 weeks. Now this was when I lived in the apartment by myself and my dad took me back and forth to my daytime job and the restaurant wasn’t too far from my place so if I couldn’t find a ride I’d call a cab. My girl friend would always take me home or my manager friend because it was his way home. My friend said she wished she had car problems so he’d take her home. It wasn’t like that, I wasn’t into him like that. Wellllll one night he dropped me off and went about his business just like always but about an hour later he called and asked if he could come over and drink a beer. Sure, come on. One thing led to another and next thing I know I was fucking him on my couch.

My first thought was, what just happened!!! My next thought was my girl friend is gonna kill me. All this time I was telling her that I didn’t see him that way and there was no way in hell I’d fuck him. Sure I thought he was cute, but nope, not gonna happen. So work was fun and trying to act like nothing happened and listening to her drool over him. One night I was like I gotta tell her because it really wasn’t that great. He could eat pussy but the fucking part was too vanilla for me. He wanted to make love and NO! I need ya to beat it up make me cum. So I pulled her aside and I told her what happened. She was surprised but wasn’t upset, with me anyway. But then she said she had a confession of her own, apparently they’d had been fucking for awhile and just kept it under wraps. Why didn’t she tell ??? In fact he fucked her after he dropped me off went home took a shower and came and fucked me. I was pissed! She was hurt by him.

I know he didn’t come over to fuck me but he knew he had just fucked her a few hours before and knew we were good friends. I felt bad because had I known they were fucking I would’ve never touch him. I’m a but I don’t fuck around with my friends men or interest. That’s why she was hurt too because why would you go and fuck one of my best friends after you fucked me? So it was me and her against him and work was not fun anymore. We couldn’t wait to get outta there. We only talked to him if we absolutely had to. He did call and apologized to me but he didn’t to her and so she really hated him now.

Very seldom did another manager close besides him but there were a few nights. So one of our female managers was closing and one of the guys she used to work with came in. He moved with his job and was in town visiting family and dropped in to see her. I didn’t really talk to him other than the quick introduction she’d given us. She wanted to go have a few beers after we closed and so we all went. We sat at our normal table and had a few more friends join us. We were having good time and then he walked in. WTF is he here for? Well turns he’s friends with the of town guy and came by to say what’s up and have a beer.

My friend said she didn’t want stay there with him being there and wanted leave. I rode with her so it was either leave or find another ride. My other friend said she give me a ride if I wanted stay. It didn’t bother me with him being there so I stayed. He sat at a different table anyway. So that night goes on and he leaves. My ride said she was needed to go “meet a friend” and that JP (the of towner) would take me home. He quickly said, “ummm No I’m not!” I’ll call a cab, it’s not a big deal. I’ll get home, go get some dick.

Soon it was just me and him the table talking and he asked if I was ready to go yet. , I thought you wasn’t taking me home? He paid the tab and we left. On the way to my place the other manager texted and asked what I was doing, he wanted to come over and talk. JP was like you know that’s my homeboy, we go way back. oh really! The playa wheels in my head start turning. I’m about to do him what he did to me and my friend and see how he likes it. So I told him to meet me at my place. I told JP that he was on his way over and I really didn’t want go home. So we headed to Monto Santo Mtn. and soon he was blowing my phone wondering where I was. So he called my female manager because he knew I was with her and she told him she left me with JP.

So now he has an idea that I’m with JP. He called him and he didn’t answer it. What kinda shit do you have me in? I told him what had happened and this was about revenge. I just wanted him to think I was fucking his homeboy. I had no intentions of fucking him but while we were on the mtn. things got flirty and well we ended up fucking. It was like 3 in the morning and he asked if it was safe to go back to my place. It had been awhile since our phones had went off so we went back to my place and fucked again. Some of the best dick I’ve ever had and I’ve had a lot of dick. We were laying in my bed and I noticed his wedding band. You’re MARRIED?!?! He said yeah, I’ve had the ring on all night. I hadn’t noticed it. He asked if it would have made a difference if I had realized the ring before we fucked. Nope! You’re not my first married man.

He had go back home the next day after he went saw his mom and family. We exchanged numbers and I told him to hit me up when he was in town. He left and about two hours went by and he called and asked what I was doing . It was Saturday and I didn’t work till that night so I was just chilling and he wanted come by on his way out of town. He wore me out! We fucked till he couldn’t anymore. He told me his dick needed to rest and he had to go.

I went to work that night and my female manager had questions. What went down last night??? “You fucked him, didn’t you??”, she asked! “ You knew it was gonna happen when you offered him to take home!” It was well worth it. I thanked her and she asked me what happened with with our co-worker. Why was he looking for me. Soooo I told her the what had happened and she was like...... don’t hate the player hate the game.

Over the next few weeks I talked to JP almost every night and he got to where he’d come to town at least once a week to see me. My female manager warned me not to get too invested in him, he’d never leave his wife. Have fun but don’t fall. I told her I knew what I was doing and I was good.

Soon we all left that restaurant and I had moved to where I am now. When I first moved, JP came and seen me a couple of times but it was a bit harder because I was staying with a friend till I could find a place of my own. And him being married wouldn’t settle well with the friends I was staying with. So it was either see him or find somewhere else to stay and I ended things. Soon after I met my husband and found out I was pregnant. This raised some questions.

JP and I was friends on FB and so when I announced that I was pregnant he contacted me and asked if there was any possibility that the baby was his. I was 99.9% sure he wasn’t. There was too much time between the last time I fucked him and when I fucked my husband. After that I didn’t hear from him and he unfriended me on FB .

After I had my second and I was a SAHM I was going through some boxes that I had in my storage and I found his hat. He had left it at my apartment and I told him he couldn’t have it back. When he’d come to visit he always asked for and even put it on like he was gonna wear it but when he left he always took it off and put it on me. He said as long as had his hat, he’d have to come back and get it. The memories flooded my mind and so I looked him up on FB and his page is public so I knew he was still active on it and sent him a message. It had been a few years since I talk him. The conversation quickly went to what happened. Ummmm well, you’re married and dating a married man is kinda frowned upon. He thought it was because I was pregnant. No, I ended things before I met my husband. That’s why he unfriend me because he was pissed I didn’t tell him I was pregnant. He felt that I should have called and told him. But I did! No I found out on FB and I called you and asked. He was hurt and mad and I get it. I didn’t mean to hurt him that wasn’t my intention. In fact I never planned to have this full blown affair with him. It was about proving a point to his friend and it backfired!

I thought we’d be friends since reconnecting and even planned to meet up but then SB came back in my life and all my focus was on him and I was married with two now so my men juggling days were over. I had never been on this side of a affair and needed to play my cards right. There’s no room for error. So I never saw him and the conversations stopped.

Last week I was going through my clothes and getting rid of the clothes they no longer need. At the top of the closet was his hat. I guess I threw it there. So I put it on and took a selfie and sent it to him. It was serval hours later he messaged me back: looks better on you than it ever did on me. That was it. No how are you? I did look at his FB page that is still public and he’s still married and doing good from what I seen. He does follow me but still won’t accept my friend request.
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