I can't remember the last time I posted on here. It has been fuckin ages, I do know that. Like I stated before, I started this blog as a way for me to get out what I was feeling, and it was a great outlet for me. The fact that I had some people reading it was all just bonus. Since I stopped writing last year, so many things have changed for me. I got a promotion at my job, but for the most part, I just got way more money, and a new job title. It allows me to have an assistant now, I can make my own decisions, and I still love what I do. I traded off my Dodge Magnum for a new Dodge Challenger that I special ordered. The color is called Blue Streak Pearl, and is the SRT8 with the premium sound and the custom interior. I got it for a price better than retail from a dealer in Atlanta, GA (he took a liking to me at show there this spring). I allowed him to put his dealer name in the windshield, and on the back deck, and I got it for about $12,000 off. I bought a new townhome and got to pick out all my own shit. They should have it ready to move in by the end of July. My newest roommate is going to move with me, and she is going to pay me $400 a month. I had a very serious girlfriend up until last month when she up and decided that she missed cock and went back to her boyfriend that treated her like a piece of trash and couldn't keep a job. I saw her at Walmart the last time I was back, and she had a swollen lip from a bungee cord that broke.................yeah, I believe that. And the most interesting news was.........I fucked a porn actress. Long story short, I was working a show the week after my girlfriend left, and one of the girls working at a booth looked vaguely familiar. Now, as my readers know, I do partake in the girl on girl porn quite often, and after staring at her for the better part of a half hour, and doing a quick google search, found out who she was. She was working the booth under her real name, and when I introduced myself to her the next morning, I gave no indication that I knew who she was. I knew she was a lesbian, and after talking for barely a few minutes, she agreed to have dinner with me that night. We hit it off immediately, and before dinner was over, she was whispering in my ear all the dirty things she was going to do to me that night. And dirty it was. I came 11 times that night. She was even kinkier than I was.
They just called boarding for my flight. I will continue this when I land in Maryland.
Monday, May 21, 2012
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Weak moment and being stupid
I has been about two weeks since Randi told me she didn't want to be with me anymore. Since then, I have ignored at least 100 of her texts, countless emails, and countless calls on Skype. I don't want to deal with her, I am done dealing with her, and I am moving on with my life. So, yeah, that didn't work out so well for me.
I flew in to Idaho Falls last Thursday for some well deserved time off. I actually get 10 days off, 7 of which are paid vacation. I haven't been home a whole lot, and when I am, it's usually only for a couple of super-ass busy days.
So Friday, I am sitting home alone, doing laundry and talking on the phone with my friend Shelby when my fucking laptop starts ringing. Yeah, guess who? I ignore like I always do, but this time she leaves me a video message. (She has left them before, but I have never once watched them). This time, for whatever reason, I told Shelby I would call her back, and watched the video.
Seeing Randi in tears broke my heart. She was begging and pleading for me to take her back, told me how much she loved me, and that she only said what she said because her parents suspected her of being bisexual and having a relationship with me, and that scared her. Now that she has her wits about her, she has told her parents that she loves me, and that it breaks her heart every day when I don't return her calls or texts or emails.............sob sob sob. The first time I watched it, my still cold heart felt nothing.........I turned it off, and went to go call back Shelby. My mistake was watching it again.
When I felt my eyes welling up with tears, I knew it was too late. I called her back and after 3 hours of talking, I told her that I would buy her a place ticket to come out to Idaho Falls. She told me that she already had bought a plane ticket and was going to come out and see me regardless if I answered the phone or not. She said she already had my address and was just going to keep knocking on my door until I answered.
I picked her up at the airport Friday evening, and we spent that whole night in each others arms, crying like little bitches.
I am so in love with her, and I just don't know what to do.
I flew in to Idaho Falls last Thursday for some well deserved time off. I actually get 10 days off, 7 of which are paid vacation. I haven't been home a whole lot, and when I am, it's usually only for a couple of super-ass busy days.
So Friday, I am sitting home alone, doing laundry and talking on the phone with my friend Shelby when my fucking laptop starts ringing. Yeah, guess who? I ignore like I always do, but this time she leaves me a video message. (She has left them before, but I have never once watched them). This time, for whatever reason, I told Shelby I would call her back, and watched the video.
Seeing Randi in tears broke my heart. She was begging and pleading for me to take her back, told me how much she loved me, and that she only said what she said because her parents suspected her of being bisexual and having a relationship with me, and that scared her. Now that she has her wits about her, she has told her parents that she loves me, and that it breaks her heart every day when I don't return her calls or texts or emails.............sob sob sob. The first time I watched it, my still cold heart felt nothing.........I turned it off, and went to go call back Shelby. My mistake was watching it again.
When I felt my eyes welling up with tears, I knew it was too late. I called her back and after 3 hours of talking, I told her that I would buy her a place ticket to come out to Idaho Falls. She told me that she already had bought a plane ticket and was going to come out and see me regardless if I answered the phone or not. She said she already had my address and was just going to keep knocking on my door until I answered.
I picked her up at the airport Friday evening, and we spent that whole night in each others arms, crying like little bitches.
I am so in love with her, and I just don't know what to do.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Randi broke my heart..........almost.
I haven't updated in a while, and although there are many reasons and excuses, I will not bore you.
So, yeah, Randi damn near broke my heart. We have spent the last 3 weeks emailing, chatting, cybering (is that even still a word that people use?), skyping (the good kind where we both get naked and talk dirty and do things with toys), and spending 5 nights together. I travel a ton, and she doesn't. But I have money to spare, so on 2 occasions I have bought her airline tickets to come see me. I was seriously falling for her, and thought she felt the same way for me.
Yeah.......I was wrong. Come to find out, she was only with me "to experiment" with her naughty side, and when it came right down to it, had grown tired of me and our fun, and for lack of a better word "broke up" with me with a text.I spent the next day crying like a little bitch, feeling sorry for myself........wanting to crawl in a fucking hole and die.
That was last Wednesday. I fucking hate that bitch now......I mean we said some stuff to each other that should not have been said, when she knew full well that she was just fucking me. I guess girls can do the same shit as guys when it comes to fucking and leaving.
I am feeling better about myself now, but I still tend to do some destructive shit when I am feeling down. I have been drunk 3 out of the last 5 nights. I did something else stupid, but I don't want to relive that by going in to again.
Anyways, back to work I go.
So, yeah, Randi damn near broke my heart. We have spent the last 3 weeks emailing, chatting, cybering (is that even still a word that people use?), skyping (the good kind where we both get naked and talk dirty and do things with toys), and spending 5 nights together. I travel a ton, and she doesn't. But I have money to spare, so on 2 occasions I have bought her airline tickets to come see me. I was seriously falling for her, and thought she felt the same way for me.
Yeah.......I was wrong. Come to find out, she was only with me "to experiment" with her naughty side, and when it came right down to it, had grown tired of me and our fun, and for lack of a better word "broke up" with me with a text.I spent the next day crying like a little bitch, feeling sorry for myself........wanting to crawl in a fucking hole and die.
That was last Wednesday. I fucking hate that bitch now......I mean we said some stuff to each other that should not have been said, when she knew full well that she was just fucking me. I guess girls can do the same shit as guys when it comes to fucking and leaving.
I am feeling better about myself now, but I still tend to do some destructive shit when I am feeling down. I have been drunk 3 out of the last 5 nights. I did something else stupid, but I don't want to relive that by going in to again.
Anyways, back to work I go.
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Sometimes you have such an amazing night, that you have to tell someone.
At the end of June, I met an amazing woman. Some would call her a "girl" because is just turned 19. Her dad is the VP of an auto auction company, and since I met her at the show in June, I have had the pleasure of getting to know her a bit better the 4 times we have been at the same shows since.
Her name is Randi and in every sense of the word, is "Model Gorgeous". The first time we met, it was only in passing, and my first impression of her was the one you might expect. She was nothing like I pictured her being. When we met again a couple of hours later, it was her that approached me, re-introducing herself, and apologizing for being distracted when we met before. And it was her that actually told me how gorgeous I was. I know I am "better than average", but being as modest as I am, thanked her, and returned the compliment.
Over the next 2 hours, we talked about everything from cars, to politics, to football (Her dad is an alum for Alabama, so you can imagine how that conversation went. LOL). I ran in to her the next morning again, and when I had everything taken care of for the day, we hung out until I had to take some people to dinner. We exchanged phone numbers, emails, etc. and she flew out the next morning.
It was 2 weeks later when I ran in to her again. You would have thought we were long-lost lifelong friends when I ran in to her. She gave me a big hug, apologized for never calling or texting or anything, and I apologized for the same. For the next 4 days, we hung out a ton, and I was really starting to feel like I had found a lifelong friend. Talking about sex never came up until we met up at the next show.
We went out to dinner together, and while sitting on the beach watching the waves roll in, the topic of sex came up. She told me her sex background, I told her mine. Never once did I mention that I was a lesbian, I didn't want that to be brought up. That was until she asked me if I had ever been with a girl. Before I could answer, she told me of her exploits with High School friends, party friends, and random girls. That was when I told her what I was. She wasn't bothered by it at all, and I was happy about that.
After we walked back to the hotel, she kissed me goodnight. It was all very innocent, but it piqued my curiousity. We met again the first week in August, and each time we left each other, I got another hug and innocent kiss. We were now texting and calling each other regularly, and skypeing almost every night.
I got here last night and so did she. She met me in my hotel room where we were gonna hang out, watch movies and get pizza. Only this time, she kissed me when she saw me. I don't know if it was intentional, or just an accident, but the kiss lingered for longer than it normally does. When she pulled back, our eyes met and we held that gaze for a few seconds. She then kissed me again, and this time we involved our tongues.
The rest of the night, we got to know each other more intimately that you can even imagine. I have never felt such a longing to be even closer, kiss even longer, hug even tighter than I did last night. And I know the feeling was felt by her, because at one point in the night, as we lay holding each other, she whispered to me "I think we have something here.......I think I may be falling in love with you." My heart swam with excitement and I told her that I felt it too, and that I was thinking that I loved her too. We made passionate love until the wee hours of the morning, whispering our love for each other over and over again.
We showered together this morning, and when I had to leave, my heart sank. I wanted to spend all day with her, be with her, next to her...........I love her. But work calls for both of us. We are meeting together tonight. I can't wait to see her again.
Her name is Randi and in every sense of the word, is "Model Gorgeous". The first time we met, it was only in passing, and my first impression of her was the one you might expect. She was nothing like I pictured her being. When we met again a couple of hours later, it was her that approached me, re-introducing herself, and apologizing for being distracted when we met before. And it was her that actually told me how gorgeous I was. I know I am "better than average", but being as modest as I am, thanked her, and returned the compliment.
Over the next 2 hours, we talked about everything from cars, to politics, to football (Her dad is an alum for Alabama, so you can imagine how that conversation went. LOL). I ran in to her the next morning again, and when I had everything taken care of for the day, we hung out until I had to take some people to dinner. We exchanged phone numbers, emails, etc. and she flew out the next morning.
It was 2 weeks later when I ran in to her again. You would have thought we were long-lost lifelong friends when I ran in to her. She gave me a big hug, apologized for never calling or texting or anything, and I apologized for the same. For the next 4 days, we hung out a ton, and I was really starting to feel like I had found a lifelong friend. Talking about sex never came up until we met up at the next show.
We went out to dinner together, and while sitting on the beach watching the waves roll in, the topic of sex came up. She told me her sex background, I told her mine. Never once did I mention that I was a lesbian, I didn't want that to be brought up. That was until she asked me if I had ever been with a girl. Before I could answer, she told me of her exploits with High School friends, party friends, and random girls. That was when I told her what I was. She wasn't bothered by it at all, and I was happy about that.
After we walked back to the hotel, she kissed me goodnight. It was all very innocent, but it piqued my curiousity. We met again the first week in August, and each time we left each other, I got another hug and innocent kiss. We were now texting and calling each other regularly, and skypeing almost every night.
I got here last night and so did she. She met me in my hotel room where we were gonna hang out, watch movies and get pizza. Only this time, she kissed me when she saw me. I don't know if it was intentional, or just an accident, but the kiss lingered for longer than it normally does. When she pulled back, our eyes met and we held that gaze for a few seconds. She then kissed me again, and this time we involved our tongues.
The rest of the night, we got to know each other more intimately that you can even imagine. I have never felt such a longing to be even closer, kiss even longer, hug even tighter than I did last night. And I know the feeling was felt by her, because at one point in the night, as we lay holding each other, she whispered to me "I think we have something here.......I think I may be falling in love with you." My heart swam with excitement and I told her that I felt it too, and that I was thinking that I loved her too. We made passionate love until the wee hours of the morning, whispering our love for each other over and over again.
We showered together this morning, and when I had to leave, my heart sank. I wanted to spend all day with her, be with her, next to her...........I love her. But work calls for both of us. We are meeting together tonight. I can't wait to see her again.
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Once again, I have fallen behind in my duties..................ha ha
I have said it before, and I will say it again............I write this blog for my personal pleasure. And personal pleasure is something that I haven't had too much of lately. I still love my job, but the more I have done it, the more I find that I should be doing............I am logging 12 to 16 hours a day 4-7 days a week, and that doesn't even begin to take in to account the work stuff that I do on my own time. I have seen a lot of this great United States, and have met some very cool people. One of which was Katherine.
I met Katherine last Monday. Katherine was a guest speaker at a conference that I was working. She is 37 years old. I had gone to bed at around 7:30 on Sunday night, so I woke up wide awake at 3:50. After taking a nice leisurely shower, taking extra time with my hair and makeup, and then watched the early early local news. I was downstairs in the coffee shop a little before 6.
I had only briefly met her the day before when I met her in the lobby of the hotel to make sure she got checked in, so I was surprised when she came up to my table and asked to join me. We chatted over breakfast (which she refused to let me buy), and continued chatting as we drank mocha's out by a fountain smoking cigarette after cigarette.
We only stopped when I had to excuse myself to meet some people at the conference. As I walked away, she grabbed my hand and asked if she could see me later. I said yes, called her so she had my number in her phone and left.
It was 7ish when she called me and asked if I wanted to join her for dinner. I politely declined because I had just had a salad delivered with room service, but told her that I would be interested in having a couple of drinks if that were okay.
I met Katherine last Monday. Katherine was a guest speaker at a conference that I was working. She is 37 years old. I had gone to bed at around 7:30 on Sunday night, so I woke up wide awake at 3:50. After taking a nice leisurely shower, taking extra time with my hair and makeup, and then watched the early early local news. I was downstairs in the coffee shop a little before 6.
I had only briefly met her the day before when I met her in the lobby of the hotel to make sure she got checked in, so I was surprised when she came up to my table and asked to join me. We chatted over breakfast (which she refused to let me buy), and continued chatting as we drank mocha's out by a fountain smoking cigarette after cigarette.
We only stopped when I had to excuse myself to meet some people at the conference. As I walked away, she grabbed my hand and asked if she could see me later. I said yes, called her so she had my number in her phone and left.
It was 7ish when she called me and asked if I wanted to join her for dinner. I politely declined because I had just had a salad delivered with room service, but told her that I would be interested in having a couple of drinks if that were okay.
Friday, April 22, 2011
That damn dream
I can't get my dream out of my head. I don't know how to explain it, but I miss her, and don't even know who she is! I remember feeling this attraction to her that I have never ever ever felt before, and when we kissed, I felt something. A real something. I want to meet her, and have found myself scanning the crowds today for her. I don't really know what she looks like, but maybe when I see her I will know. Or maybe it was just a dream and I am being stupid.
Had a cool dream last night..........
I had a cool dream last night. I don't know who the mystery woman from my dreams is, but I can tell you that she has sandy blonde hair, about shoulder length, has a small frame, and wore perfume that was intoxicating. We were working together, and we were working very closely. I don't know how I know, but I knew she was married. There was this fierce sexual tension between us and I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. At one point, while I was sitting down, leaned around me to grab something, and her neck ended up very close to my mouth. I whispered to her that she smelled really good. She then moved in closer to me, askin how good she smelled. I told her that she smelled too good, and fighting control, moved away. We were alone in this conference room of sorts, so she gets right up in my face, our lips just an inch apart, and asks me what I am thinking. I remember trying to act professional, all the while wanting to kiss her..................
The next thing I know, we are in a room and we are kissing. I ask her about her husband, and she doesn't answer...............we are too much in to each other. We are still clothed at this point, but my hand is down her pants fingering her pussy that was so wet, it had soaked through her jeans. But there was someone in the room watching us, and I know it wasn't her husband, it was someone that I knew, and I didn't get the feeling that they were watching in like in a gross way, I felt like they were watching just to watch.
Then, I am laying on my stomach and she is kissing the back of my legs. I was just laying there, talking to this other person like it was a normal thing...........then she stuck her finger in my butt. Now, if you are a constant reader of this, you know my fascination with anal...........But in my dream, although I didn't hate it, it was unexpected and I remember saying to the person in the room, "This chick is kinky!"
I remember telling my new lover that I had to go pee.............and I woke up. The ONE thing that sticks out in my mind more than any other part of the dream was her leaning in next to me, her hair brushing past my lips, her neck close enough to kiss and smelling her sweet perfume. I can't get it out of my mind.
The next thing I know, we are in a room and we are kissing. I ask her about her husband, and she doesn't answer...............we are too much in to each other. We are still clothed at this point, but my hand is down her pants fingering her pussy that was so wet, it had soaked through her jeans. But there was someone in the room watching us, and I know it wasn't her husband, it was someone that I knew, and I didn't get the feeling that they were watching in like in a gross way, I felt like they were watching just to watch.
Then, I am laying on my stomach and she is kissing the back of my legs. I was just laying there, talking to this other person like it was a normal thing...........then she stuck her finger in my butt. Now, if you are a constant reader of this, you know my fascination with anal...........But in my dream, although I didn't hate it, it was unexpected and I remember saying to the person in the room, "This chick is kinky!"
I remember telling my new lover that I had to go pee.............and I woke up. The ONE thing that sticks out in my mind more than any other part of the dream was her leaning in next to me, her hair brushing past my lips, her neck close enough to kiss and smelling her sweet perfume. I can't get it out of my mind.
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