Girl just look at you

I know a spot down on the river underneath the sycamore tree. Save all your kisses up, bring all your sweet love, pour it all over me. I am IN LOVE with this song right now. It just makes me SMILE and SMILE and SMILE. I need to just buy the album and get it over with. It just makes me want to dance. It's so sexy.

So, dating is going to be fun. I am certainly having fun teasing the boys online. I am in Kansas City on vacation with a friend (L) for a national conference she's attending. I am just along for the ride 'cause it's a free hotel room and some free food because she was able to get me a pass to the conference. Hard to pass that up, so I didn't! I have all those vacation days to burn still, so I am HOPING I'll be able to do some quick 3 day weekend trips in the future. Roomie is talking about hitting San Carlos again, she needs to sign some paperwork.

As part of my vacation, L was able to get us some discounted spa passes so I used Mystic Tan for the first time. I noticed some stickers as I was wandering around so I posted the following pic to the 4 or so boys I am getting to know (one of which includes D, who I am keeping in the herd for some sex : )).

They all said either the playboy bunny or kisses on either lower back or "near your pussy." So, bunny went lower back and kisses went above my pussy.

But the bunny didn't really take, too bad, it was cute, if not a little typical.

The kisses aren't really as red as it looks, they are bad photos. But, what do you think? I will post more follow up shots. I may have mentioned I am growing out for a total brazilian, so please excuse the unkemptness.

Did I mention that I had a little fun at D's on Sunday before I left on vacation? It was some great sex in the bathroom. All about mirrors and looking at each other's bodies, which looked great together, I might add. More great fucking in the ass, yummy, love that! Then he attacked my pussy with a vigor that was a little overwhelming. Eventually he used his hand in my ass where he had just come which felt AMAYZING. Whew! It was great stuff, good for lots of memories later and ensuing wetness. *sigh* It also helped with the orgasm I had at the spa yesterday. This is the shot after the O of my "hydrated" breast and legs.

So, onward and hopefully upward with my boys and the fun.

Mental Masturbator

I wanna celebrate and live my life

I know it's been a bit, but, things have done a complete 180 since I last posted and I am working through it.
I think I've mentioned I get cold sores. Or maybe I haven't. Either way, I do. And apparently I was the first person EVER that D experienced that has them. Sooooo I could go into the whole sordid story, but it's too long, let me sum up.
He mentioned last week while we were hanging out here watching a movie that he "thinks he might be falling in love with me." My reaction was a sharp intake of breath and turning away so I could think about how to respond. I basically told him I didn't feel that way, respected that he had shared that with me, didn't fault him for feeling that way, but wanted to take some time to get to know him to see if those feelings developed. He later told me he thought I handled it well.  Fast forward a few days later, I get a cold sore and he's like WHAT? What is that, what does that mean, how long will it be there, can I get it, how long would I have it... etc. Total lack of ANY knowledge about them at all. So, I gave him a link to a webpage and encouraged him to do some research. He said he was going to need a few days to figure out how he felt about this new development. *sigh* Ok. Fast forward a couple days, we meet and I am pretty darn sure he's going to break up with me. Yup. He breaks up with me after a couple of hours of discussion. I didn't try to convince him to stay, I don't need to. I am worth staying for. And if he was "thinking me might be...", anyway.  I brought up the comment that he'd made about if we were committed to each other that meant we could work through anything, as long as we WANTED to. I said, where do cold sore fit in there...? Uhhhhh.
Yeah, what I thought. He let me know he's not the kind of guy to change his mind when he makes up his mind, it's not respectful of me and my feelings, etc.

So, because I was willing to be mature and we'd already made plans to watch a movie together the next day, I went forward with that to see how "friends" felt. It felt awkward. And I let him know it. Which led to us NOT watching the movie, but talking again for a couple of hours about how I thought he had responded in fear and it was a knee-jerk reaction. I didn't appreciate that he didn't trust me to keep his health and safety first and foremost when I have cold sores. (k I am realizing this isn't the short version) He agreed he hadn't done that, but realized that he still didn't know all that he could about cold sores. I answered questions, told him some more information, told him how I'd handled it with partners in the past etc. I asked if he regretted his decision to break up with me. He said he did, and that doesn't normally happen. I said, well, do you regret it enough for there to be a chance to get back together? He said yes. So, we talked about how that might happen. Then he got around to admitting that, oh, by the way, he really was mad about my reaction from when he'd made that comment last week.
REALLY?
Really?
So, we talked about that awhile. Which led to the agreement that we'd date. And date other people. And feel it out to see how it went. And we started the movie again. And that led to, well, can I touch you here? Yes. Here? Yes. Here? Yes.
Which led to me being able to cross off a bucket list item. Sex while standing up and him holding me up, legs around his waist. Nummy. And to make it even better, there was a mirror I watched it all in.
It was great.
Wake up the next morning in his bed, have sex again. He says he wants to think about how he wants to proceed as friends. Go home, go to work next day, we IM and I ask how the thinking is going, that I had been thinking too. He says he has made up his mind to move on, but doesn't want to lose me. I respond with, well, then, good luck, it's been fun knowing you, thanks for your time and patience with my newness to the market. I told him I'd like to be able to check in on him at some point and hoped he'd feel comfortable to do the same. We said goodbye.
Then I cried. Really didn't expect to. Sorta surprised me that I did. Ok, really surprised me that I did. He was a nice guy and I don't regret spending time with him. But, he's going down as guy #5. Halfway to the goal of 10!
Back on the dating webpage, got a few takers already. Having fun but haven't met anyone yet. Staying up WAY too late chatting. Going on vacation all next week, really looking forward to it.

So, I wasn't able to acquire any photos, but this was buzzing around today from Alexa, so I am posting it as my HNT. Happy HNT and be sure to stop by Osbasso to see who else is playing!

Fierce!

Alexa tweeted about this pic and I couldn't pass it up. These boots are FIERCE and Sharon Stone looks HOT. I think it's from this magazine. It was last year when she was 50 and I hope when I am her age I look as good as her. YUM. 

Babe

So I am sitting here, trying really hard not to think about you. Which of course, just means, I am thinking about you.
This song came on and reminded me of the other night when I told you the music was distracting me...

You get up and leave the dark room to change it. I stretch on the bed, luxuriating in the feel of our love on my body. Mmmmmm. You come back, the candle is flickering in the night next to the bed. I love it when you light that candle. Something I wouldn't think to do, but so thoroughly enjoy. I love how it casts a delicate light on our bodies as they twine together. I love seeing our bodies together. Yours so strong and masculine, mine soft and curvy.

You come to the bed and lift my legs up. I love when we're together this way. I love seeing my legs against your chest and feeling you push in as far as you can go. It makes my eyes widen and I whisper, " Babe!" It. Feels. SO. Good.
You try that for a bit, gazing down my legs at yourself entering my body. My wetness. Ready for you. I grab your thigh to help pull you in. I love your tight ass. Love squeezing it while we explore each other. The candle is flickering, casting a warm orange glow over the scene. Just enough light to see your gorgeous smile by. To hold your eyes while you thrust into me.

You move my leg to the side and angle my body a bit, one leg still up. You seem to really like that position, lord knows I do too. It gives me great access to your boys down below. I stroke them and can tell you like it, your head goes back and your eyes close. Then you come back to me and a sly grin comes over your face. You're stroking me in and out, I am stroking you. The noises I make when you do this to me, I love it. It feels like it should never end.

You put both legs down, "turn over." I love it when you tell me what you want. Love. It. I love being your play toy, leg here, turn here, push there, suck there.
Yes please sir, may I have another?

I roll over onto all fours and you begin to gather my hair while you sink your hard cock into my waiting wetness. "OH!" Mmmmmmmmmm. Again, the noises you make me make. You use my hair as a holding spot, other hand on my hip, pulling me in. I can only imagine what this looks like from your vantage point, candle light glowing on my back as I arch into you. I want to stroke your cock and balls so badly, but it feels so good to have you slamming into me like that. oh, Oh, OH!

I brace my hands against the headboard for better purchase. This helps me slam my hips into your cock, god it feels so good. I can tell you're really enjoying it, both hands are gripping my hips now and your noises are starting. My own bear, my very personal and private bear comes to life right about now. I love it when he shows up. Love that I can make him cum. You grunt and gasp and growl and I know you're about to explode. You shout out and I feel how hard your cock is right before you release. Your hands move wildly all over my body and you shudder and shake as you come inside me.  It makes me giggle and smile.

You lay across my back for a bit, not wanting to part. Slowly, slowly you move away, still growling and gasping for breath. This lasts longer with you than anyone I have known. I love how long you experience this happiness. This oblivion and loss of words. You lay down next to me and I lower myself down to the bed. I watch in the candle light as you return to me, opening your eyes which are heavy and satisfied. I am smiling my sly smile, happy with this outcome. Pleased to have been a part of your high. You smile in return and say "on your back," another command I follow promptly to start round two.

10

Your Love Is My Drug, Ke$ha - ridiculous I know, lol.

I am giggling like a school girl and emitting sounds I didn't really know possible on a regular basis at this point. Every time I see D it just gets better and better. I relay my tales of the time we spend together to friends and they ask "Is there anything this guy DOESN'T do?" I smile my sly smile and say, "Not that I am aware of."

• He gives great massages, willingly.
• He cooks, and LIKES to cook. We work like a well-oiled machine in the kitchen, he does his thing, I do mine, not getting in each others way, but no words are spoken. It just gets done. Roomie and I operate this way as well, but it's taken 10 years to get there. And the end result is YUM-IE.
• He's handy around the house. Roomie has a long Honey-do list and he's helped with several things on it already. Without complaining about it, or making her or me feel inconvenienced.
• He's up for trying new things.
• He's attentive to my needs, he whipped out some socks the other day when he found my feet where cold (while going to massage them). Then he put them on for me.
• He snores like a mack truck, but has already slept in another room multiple times so I can sleep through the night. Plus he's looking into ways to make it stop with his doctor (took ex 9 years to do this and it never actually stopped.)
• He's great in bed and SUPER attentive to me. Won't stop til I come, which, is a great change and lovely.
• He's totally in charge of and owns his emotions - SUCH a change. He doesn't freak out if I bring something up out of the blue. Roomie asked me when we'd be moving in together, I laughed and laughed. Then realized she was serious. I said, that's not happening ANY time soon. When I relayed this story to D, he replied with "I wonder why she said that?" and proceed to tell me what he thought of it (hadn't even given it a thought) and asked what I thought too.
• He's a good listener without judging.
• He's a good dad and really cares about and for his son.
• He likes to dance and is a great singer, which I find adorable.

All in all, he makes me strive to be a better person, which is really, I think, the most you can hope for with someone. We are going to a concert for the 4th to see some fireworks. I am really looking forward to hanging with him and getting to know him even better.

Here's a Bo Derek shot that I wasn't aware Roomie took while we were in San Carlos. Happy HNT and be sure to stop by Osbasso to see who else is playing!