Feb 7 2016 How Things Can Change * Or My Pussy Is Happy NowCategory: General     09:40AM   0

Hi Darling Boys,

I had a late adventure last evening so I slept in a bit this morning.  It was 52 upon arising and it's not supposed to get any warmer.  Another cold front moving in.  I can only imagine what the rest of the country feels like.

What's going on today?  I know I'm going to a Super Bowl party at the club.  I highly doubt there will be any business or even monkey business today.  Men are glued to their tv sets today, in mourning that this is the last football for another several months.  I'm also hoping to get a tony treatment if he doesn't have one of several other ladies lined up instead.

I'm moving slow and soon I'll get myself jazzed up and head out for lunch later.  Maybe some raw oysters at Skippers.  Lord knows I don't need more aphrodisiacs in my diet.  The hormones are at full tilt now.  I know because my morning dreams become very sexual.  Much like what happens to you.  The testosterone levels are higher in the mornings.  Thus....morning wood.

Friday was a "get my nails done day."  I miss my Albany gal.  She's co-owner of a halr/nail salon in Latham and a dynamite gal.  It's not an asian spa where no one speaks English and their work is hurried and rough.  I hated coming away cut up every two weeks and I was thrilled when I found "Alice."   I've had one here that is pretty good,  asian also, but their work and service has always been better than the rest.  Until Friday  morning when she not only cut two of my fingers but then took a chunk out of my big toe. It wouldn't stop bleeding and her cure was to put super glue on it.  Oh, she apologized left and right but no consideration.  So I did not rebook the appointment.  I'll go to someone else there.  Too bad if she realizes it.  There's no excuse for that lack of concentration.  Photo below. 

I'd texted my old friend, a young hottie, earlier and we'd planned to get together Friday evening.  I asked him if he'd like to play.  Yeah, it was a nanosecond before he replied in the affirmative.  I was excited and horny about the evening, knowing what a treat I was in for.  He's a wonderful, considerate lover.  And yet, when I got home,  I got out my toy and ripped one off.   At first I thought, no I should save this.  Nah, I replied to self...I'm horny NOW.  I'll still be horny later. 

I walked down to the casual bar for a quick bite and ran into friends I'd met the night before at the Hot Wives Meet and Greet.  Tracy and her S O were there and a cute guy from the UK who lives in Bermuda.  He was making the moves and honestly, if I hadn't already had plans I'd have taken him up on his advances.  His wife was home and he texted her a pic he took of me.  She told him to go for it.  Sadly, he informed her I was already taken.  She said,  "be convincing! Go get our girl!"  Now how many of yours wives would do that?   We know the answer don't we?  NADA. 

We shared a bite together and also some delicious kisses before I left.  I can't put my tongue down someone's throat at my favorite Greek restaurant.  It would be scandalous.  Nor go in with a sexy outfit fit for only here.  I love the freedom of this place. 

In the past, a gang of us used to go out to local restaurants for dinner.  I can remember one might when one of the gals climbed under the table, (it had a tablecloth ) at an Italian restaurant to give a guy a blow job.  The waiter covered for us and the place was in an uproar.  Yeah....we have to remember how to behave when we go out. 

Promptly at 8pm he arrived bearing two bottles of his favorite red which also happens to be mine.  We sat and yakked for a long time, there was no need to hurry.  Finally he sat on the bed next to me and began to massage my neck.  Tilting my head and kissing my neck and ear.  And we were off and running.  I'm not going into details but I have to say that it was one of the most erotic nights I'd had in a long time.  We did it all....and went places that he didn't usually go.  I went through so many towels I had to head to the laundry yesterday.  Finally it was late and we were both spent.  We kissed good night with promises to get together soon.  He is videographer and is going to shoot a beautiful, erotic video of me.  Perhaps leading the way to more down the road.  It would be great it this works out.

We texted each other Saturday, I telling him what a wonderful evening.  He replying  the same.

Yesterday I texted Lulu that I still hadn't had any "adventures" in over a week.  I felt perhaps something was blocking them.  I'd lit my candles for spirit's protection, white and green for success, health and money.  Nothing more to do.  She texted me asking if there was anything I thought I should be doing differently?  Before I could reply the phone rang and it was a lovely, very courteous gentleman, easily verifiable while we were chatting, who wanted to be a new friend that night. 

I texted Lulu after he hung up and told her of my good fortune.  Sometimes facing the problem brings the solution.  I needed the universe to feel it and it responded.

I'd cleaned my apartment the day before but got most everything in order and headed out to The Todd.  If you live here you know what that is.  It's Tampa's largest adult video store for "couples."  Right.  They have everything, toys, equipment, games,  videos, attire, hosiery, lubes, etc., etc.   They are the epitome of service and no one bats an eye when you ask them, as I did, if the little vibrator had enough power.  She asked is this for inside or out?  I said, "for clitoral stimulation."  "Oh, my roommate has one of these, she says it's great."  She cut open the box, put in fresh batteries and turned it on.  Yes, it was good.  She retaped the box and off I went to buy hosiery.  They have the plus sizes which means they are long enough for my 35" inseam....well almost.  They never go to the top of my legs.  Or rarely do they.  Still, much better than the regular thigh hi's which are half way down the top of my thighs.

Happy, I headed over to the best sushi restaurant in Tampa on Dale Mabry that also has Korean dishes.  I love the korean beef, sauteed with onions.  High protein, no carbs.  I realized I probably wasn't going to have dinner so I had a good lunch.

The day was miserable.  50's and constant rain.  Yuk!  But I still wasn't freezing my butt as I would be in Upstate NY.  It's all relative isn't it?

As I drove up Dale Mabry,  past Buccaneer stadium, which was packed for a monster truck rally, I was getting aroused thinking about my evening date.  I stopped for some nibbles we might want and a soft beverage for him.  Home, I tried out the new toy.  It worked well.  I knew I didn't need to edge and that my pussy would be hungry again when he walked through my door.  Somehow, the two of us already knew it was going to be a hot night.

I lit the candles, turned on the mood lighting and the jazz and finished getting ready.  The dress I wore is below.  He wanted to go to our club after playtime to show me off.  I said, I'd like to show YOU off.  And when I picked him up he was dressed in a beautiful sport coat, over a cashmere sweater and tight jeans.  Oh yummo!

We kissed in the car, kissed in the elevator and embraced as soon as we got in the door.  But I took a few moments to pour his beverage and mine before we embraced again.  Holy Moly.....sparks flew.  He was thrilled with what I was wearing and I was thrilled with him.  I told him, we needed to get naked.  And we did....again I'll save the details of our encounter but it was hot, hot, hot and the bed was soaked.  He mentioned that he was slow to cum but I didn't care.  That just meant I got  more of his beautiful hardness for a lot longer.

Finally, both of us satisfied, we dressed and headed to the club.  He checked in and I gave him a little tour of the resort.  Surprisingly the club was packed and because it was such a nasty evening, folks were dressed in more clothes than in usual.  He didn't care....he was happy I was his date and I was proud of him.  We kissed at the bar and later, when it started to thin out and there was no one on our side, I rubbed his cock through his jeans.  Then turned around and did a reverse friction dance against his hardness.  Yes we can get away with that stuff if it's not obvious.

Both of us turned on, we headed back and round two, even hotter than before began.  Finally at almost 1 in the morning he said he HAD to leave.  He was still hard and we both wanted more but .....next time.

When I thought Friday night couldn't have been any hotter, Saturday night was.  My pussy is twitching thinking about this past weekend.  I'm a lucky gal!

Life is good.

Your VERY Naughty and VERY Satiated Girlfriend,

Anneke

New Manicure                                                                              Saturday Night Date Dress

 

 


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