And....We Miss Again

Sunday I had my second date with the very sexy and talented Rob.  Rarely (lately) we had a nice sunny day and decided to take advantage by checking out the scenery at our local mountain top parkway.  It is well known for its beautiful views of the valley below and has to be one of the most beautiful places on earth come the fall when the leaves are in full glory.  Therefore, there are lots of overlooks at some of the most scenic spots sprinkled every few miles.  These places are, of course, very public but very often there are trails that lead away to a more secluded spot.

So our search began for that perfect spot.  We had a couple of false starts but each time we would take advantage as much as we could.  We would kiss and touch and feel before once again being interrupted by a car driving up.  And off we would go to the next.  Finally we pulled to the end of a lot with no one there.  And very nicely there was a shaded area a little off to the side and under the lot that afforded a little privacy.  Rob turned and asked if I cared to take a walk and I said, "Sure."

He pulled me into his arms and his hands moved under my shirt, under my bra and began teasing my nipples and then he took them into his mouth and worked them with his tongue...I began moaning and we sought out a little more privacy under the tree.  He had already given me one delicious orgasm that day and I wanted to return the favor.  I could feel how hard he was and I suddenly had to taste his cock and dropped to my knees.  I took his beautiful cock in my mouth and worked him well with my tongue .  But we were under a tree, my knees leaving prints in the mud and my thighs began cramping.  My knees were weak and Rob caught me and pulled me up.

Things immediately got more intense.  My shorts dropped and we were kissing passionately. He brought me to another intense orgasm with his talented fingers.  I was seconds away from throwing him in the grass and riding that hard cock for all I was worth..when suddenly the high chirped beep of a car alarm rudely brought us to our senses. Peeking over his shoulder I saw a couple deliberately looking hard in the other direction.  Rob and I fixed my clothes giggling the whole time time while driving down  the mountain. He dropped me at my car.  I was a little frustrated and disappointed because he didn't get his.

On the drive up, I had mentioned that I would also be in town the next day shopping with a friend and too bad we couldn't meet.  I texted my friend that night and got no response about our pending trip.  I sent a feeler email to Rob checking to see if he could potentially meet the next day....fortunately his answer was "yeeessssss"...lol.  I got confirmation the next day from my friend she couldnt make it and texted Rob.  And so it was on.

I spent my afternoon at the pool teasing Rob with pix and wishing he was there.  Finally the hour was here and I drove north more determined than ever to get fucked...hard.  We met at the same place again and set off again on the parkway.  Rob knew of a place that seemed perfect for what we had in mind.  Again we had a few false starts..still taking advantage of each one.  And then we found it...we pulled in and parked.  And almost as soon as we got out of the car..another one pulled in.  I didn't care and up the trail we went.

It was rocky and stupidly I did not wear the most practical shoes for the terrain. (Yes i went "hiking" in heels..lol).  We found a perch against a rock and he immediately kissed me deep, shoved up my shirt and began twisting and pinching my nipples......mmmmmmm.  I dropped to my knees on the blanket I remembered to bring and again tasted his hard cock. There was a drop of pre-cum which I lapped up.   But I wanted him inside me so bad.   I stood up..and my eyes fell directly into the line of sight of the car that had pulled in behind us.  Argggggh!  He was still there.  We waited, made out a little more, and eventually we looked at each other, shook our heads, and collected ourselves and walked out of the woods.

Why this man had to pick this particular spot at this time to contemplate suicide, text his lover, worship Buddha, what-the-fuck ever, I don't know.   But I do know, I WILL fuck this man again.  Maybe even one day in a bed..lol.

FFF-July 12-Phone Lines

Required Phrase =
"Answer it"

Forbidden Words = Orgasm

Word Length = 661

Extra Credit = Tell us who's calling

Bonus Words = 50 if you tell us a phone sex confession

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"Don't answer it."

He kisses her gently on the forehead.  "You know I have to, baby.  That will be the colonel."

She rolls over on her side with her back to him unwilling to let him see her fear.  She knew it was inevitable that this call would come.  But no matter when, it would have been too soon.    The country was at war and needed all their young heroes.  But he was her hero first.

"Yes sir.  I can report by 0900 tomorrow.  I will meet you at the station."

He laid the phone on the bed to bar any further intrusions as he knew this time was as precious as she.  He looked at her lying there with her back to him.  The spill of her silky hair over her shoulder, the satin smooth skin of her back.  He drank in every curve as if to imprint this moment for he knew he would carry it with him during the invasion.

He gently touched her shoulder and rolled her toward him.  She touched his face sweetly.  He could just see the glimmer of tears in her eyes.  He couldn't bear to see them fall.  Suddenly he was hot with anger.  White, hot anger that some bitter, angry, insane man half a world away would cause her pain by taking him away.

He pulled her roughly to him.  Rolled over her, crushing her underneath.  She immediately responded.  Her legs wrapped around him.  He bit her lip, drawing a bead of blood.  She raked his back with her nails.  He bruised her flesh with the force of his thrusts.  And, oh God, she thrilled to it, matching his passion and fury.  He seared her softness with his heat. He wanted her burnt, scarred, sealed for his return. Only he would be her salve.  She would be his salvation.

Hours later she watched him get dressed in his stiff uniform.  He donned his cap and tipped it to her.  After he left, she wandered to the window and saw in the delicate reflection of the glass their future tempered in steel.  She, Rosie, had riveted him to her heart.

Note:  I loved this pic!  It immediately brought to mind the glamour of the 40's.  Such a sad era..but  a romantic one too.  I have no no clue how many words i used....cant count that high..lol.

I confess that I feel quite shy at first during phone sex.  You have to start and then I'll join in.  I promise.  Passionately, possibly quite loudly.  But i do love hearing your deep, sexy voice on the phone.  I've been told, I have quite the sexy phone voice.  So call me, baby!!

Blah-g

I feel blah, ambivalent, almost empty.  And I have absolutely no reason for it.  Well maybe that isn't completely true.  The last 3 weeks have seen some major upheavals in my life.  Particularly on the job front.  I was kicked off my team, my shift was changed, and i'm forced to do a job I have zero tolerance for (think telemarketer....ugh).  While I didn't really have much of a life before,  it stll threw me into a tailspin.  And I feel all out of sorts.

AND IT WILL NOT STOP RAINING.  Every.  Single.  Day.  (Weatherman in the summer in the south has to be the easiest job in the world....hot, humid, with a chance of storms...phone it in.)  So much for that pool membership I splurged on this year.

And to compound it all,  6 years ago yesterday was the day I lost my Dad.  And I almost didn't remember it.  So maybe that's it.  This week is really never going to be fondly remembered I guess.

I know it's going to get better very soon.  I see good things on the horizon.  I've begun seeing a wonderful man.  And any minute now the phone is going to ring with my new job offer on the line.

But right now I just feel blah.  :-/

About Last Night..

I was nervous yes..but not too much...which is kind of unusual for me on a first date.

I'd felt comfortable with him almost from the start.  I knew he was smart, sexy, confident...always a big turn on.  Plus he had the most beautiful eyes.....

I did all the things we gurlz do when you just have THAT feeling that "tonite might be a good nite;-)"  Highlights, mani/pedi., trim/wax/shave "down there", shop for new lingerie, the perfect perfume.

We met at the restaurant..casually walking in (although i really wanted to launch myself in his arms).  Dinner seemed insignificant...beer was good,  the connection I felt immediately.  I couldn't wait to get out of there!!  Time to blow this pop stand!

He held my hand as he was driving me around and showed me his town.   Then we parked..(yes,in the best kind of way!! ;-)  He massaged my shoulders..just feeling his hands on me was almost enough.  I moaned and then we adjourned to a more private place.

But it was just public enough to feel a little taboo...I Liked it!  Clothes pushed aside, clasps undone(one-handed no less!),kissin, stroking, dropping to knees, tasting, touching...OMG..(whew! excuse me for a minute)  Stripped naked..bending over a chair!  OMG..the moment when i felt ur HARD cock in my lil pussy for the 1st time..sublime.

I could not stop kissing him..still don't want to! OMG!  But we had to fade away..for the night at least.

Simple Pleasures

I think I may make this a regular post.  We all need positive thoughts to get the week started off right, yes?

:  Milky Way candies...chocolate+caramel=ecstasy....nuf said
:  Pedicures...cuz feet need loving too
:  Cheezy '80's flicks..cuz "no one puts Baby in a corner"
:  Peter Gabriel.....In Your Eyes.....this song will always make me melt
:  The ocean...all i will ever need to make me happy

What are your simple pleasures?

FFF-July 5-Independence Day

Key Word - Independence or Independence Day
Word Limit - 237
Forbidden Word - Fireworks
Extra Credit - Put the action on July 5th

She never would have guessed she would be more excited to take the dress off than she had been to put it on for the first time. 

I knew, of course, I knew.  They thought they were getting away with something.   I saw the late night texts, the constant eye contact and giggles at all the pre-wedding showers.  I should have known better than to make Lisa my maid of honor. After all she had tried to steal every other boyfriend I had in college.  Why should my fiance be any different? 

When I saw them slink away at the rehearsal luncheon, I knew my plan had worked.  I had texted each of them a room number and a time.  It was easy enough to book an extra room at the hotel.  I know I shouldn't have done that to Daddy but I thought I left my wallet in "my" room.  He was a dear to get it for me. 

The look on Brian and Lisa's faces was classic when Daddy walked in.  I couldn't resist tagging along.  Chaos ensued.  Daddy started yelling, Lisa went running & crying into the bathroom.  The rest of the wedding party came crashing in when they heard the racket.  Brian tried what he could to maintain his shattered dignity.  And then all eyes turned to me.

I blew Brian a kiss, a wink at Brian's hotter-than-hot best friend, grabbed the bottle of champagne Brian had so thoughtfully provided, hugged Daddy and bolted. 

Shedding that dress I never felt better.  Who knew my wedding day would also be my Independence Day!

Author's note: I may have ran a little over but I had so much fun participating in my 1st ever FFF.  Enjoy your weekend! 

The F Word

NO!!  Not that one.  The REALLY bad one (at least in my mind) was Forty.  The big 4-0.  Yes, yes I know.  Age is just a number, it's all in how you feel and for sure it's better than the alternative.  But I struggled with it.  It was the end of my 30's and in my mind, it felt like the end of my youth. 

It was 2011.  I had been out of work for 18 months (I live in a really depressed area).  I lost my house to foreclosure.  I had to move back in with my Mom.  And there it was.  I was the stereotype...a near 40 yr old living in her mother's basement.  My worst nightmare.  Except it was worse than that.  I had let my weight balloon to near 250 lbs.  (YIKES..I know!)  So I was a fat, sluggish, almost 40 yr old living in her mother's basement.  Needless to say I had zero self-esteem and faced with this milestone coming up I knew something had to change. 

I couldn't change the number so I changed me.  I eventually landed a job and was blessed to work with some great people, have a terrific mentor and make some very good friends.  Oh and I lost the weight...I lost 80 lbs in less than a year.  YAY ME!  It was an epiphany. 

Suddenly I wasn't invisible anymore.  People would look me in the eye.  I could actually shop WITH my friends in the same department.  I even noticed men's heads turning when I walked by.  (yes, it's an ego boost no matter what we women say).  I no longer looked down when I walked and held my head up to meet people's smiles.  I grew some confidence and people noticed.  I felt like a different person when 41 rolled around.  I didn't hide from that birthday, I celebrated it.  

Yes, age really is just a number.  My 40th year wound up being one of the most fun years of my life.  I met new people, made new friends-online and in real life.   I got out of the basement and began living again.  It's been a blast and I have lots to look forward to.