Saturday scenario

Phil September 11 at 5:17am

Morning girl. Dinner sounded wonderful. Glad you had a good time. I had a wonderful 18 year old scotch, sat around yapping, nice evening. Renovation work today. Gym first. Have a great day!

September 11 at 5:51am
Good morning! Another beautiful morning here. Nothing stirring yet. I am marveling at the amazing deep blue of sky…turning orange at the horizon. If you were here to watch the dawn with me, you could get exercise…of a different kind. Hmmmm….back to bed for me.
Saturday scenario
Between Phil and You
September 11 at 11:54am
I start to wake up…what day is it? It’s SATURDAY! YES! No alarm…no work. YES! I’m lying on my right side near the edge of the bed, in that hazy brain space between sleep and not quite awake…maybe I will drift back to sleep.
Suddenly, I feel your hand on my stomach, inching slowly lower. You’re pressed against my back, all warm and furry and hard. How long have you been there? Doesn’t matter. So nice. Hard…mmm… something very hard in the crack on my ass. I smile. That smile. I need to wake up…feel all this…wake up…wake up!
Your finger slips inside me and I twist, my knees pressing together. A quick breath and a low moan ease out of my mouth and my teeth start worrying my lip. I can’t seem to catch my breath…
You slip your other hand under me and go right to my breast…slowly grasping, squeezing. Then a single finger teases the nipple, around and around. It causes sparks between my legs! I try to think of the look on your face. Wishing I had a big mirror. The triple action of your hand on my breast, your finger inside me and you cock pressed against me…I’m awake now. And aroused. You can tell that I was ready for more.
You use your knee to press me up slightly and part my legs…I know what you were trying to do but… is it physically possible? You make a soft, humming sound in my ear…like a gourmet appreciating a sip of the finest wine. I stretch and move up a bit more.
You press a second finger inside me. I gasp. You stop for a moment, then slowly, slowly, press further, turning a bit, testing. The palm of your hand presses hard, and releases…then presses again. I start to rock against you…
You lick my neck, my ear…just little licks…here, there…I shiver in response…more awake, more aware, unable to stay still. I press back a bit more…trying to get you inside me…can it…work?
Your knee, your hands…some magic…and you are inside me, pressing me up your body. I feel your hips on my ass..your skin so hot… Ahhh…mmmmm
And then you put your finger into the top of the folds and every nerve starts to fire toward the center of my body. I hear the blood rushing in my ears, mixed with your rapidly increasing breathing. I start to lose my mind a bit…wanted to tell you…something, but can’t form any thought other than WOW!!! so hot…so deep…so….oh, oh, oh!
And you move faster and faster…slamming against me, held tight by your hands. I start to soar…
And the words spill out of you in a rush between labored breaths…”Are you… awake now?”
“Mmmm….hmmmm….” I manage to reply, even though there is no blood going to my brain.
“Are you….feeling good?”
“Oh! No…,” I purr…”fabulous!”

I can feel you chuckling and grinning. You shove even deeper inside me…sweet punishment for my sassy ways!

“Fabulous, you say. I will show you fabulous…” and I only have a split second to ponder what that might mean when you go wild…pumping, pressing, slamming into me, murmuring dirty, sexy words over and over in my ear.
I see stars…literal spinning, shining stars and I realize I am not breathing, not getting enough air and I start to take deep, deep breaths…and you slow down…arghhh…but I realize your plan in another moment.  You are gone…wait!
Then you flip me over, and press on top of me…taking my mouth so completely…tongues…breath together…Ahhh, yes… We fit ourselves back together – lips, arms, torso, hips, legs intertwining.
Finally I can get my arms around you, my hands on your back, my nails, scraping the skin gently as I make my way down the length of you… and tilt my hips up and press you back inside me. My teeth nip at your shoulder…and then you look into my eyes.
I forget what happened after that, but I smiled the entire rest of the day. Maybe you remember?
Phil September 11 at 9:31pm
Still at it. What a pain in the ass.

September 11 at 10:27pm
Yuck…what a long day for you. Poor guy. Did you think it would take this long or was there a glitch?
While you were slaving away, I had a nice nap. And then went out to dinner.
Another birthday dinner! whee. We had Chinese – old-fashioned pupu platter/drinks with umbrellas place. Six of us. Ordered 4 appetizers and 5 main dishes, and passed them all around.
Someone gave me a temporary tattoo of flaming dice! They had a discussion about the merits of various parts of my body with regard to where I should put it, while I blushed. You don’t have any tattoos, do you? I think I would have seen them already…
September 12 at 12:01am
Hey, there…heading off to bed. Sleep well sweet man.

Literary football sex

Literary reference (in honor of the football season)
Between Phil and You
September 10 at 11:11am
“Tell Me What You’re Thinking About,” he said.
We are at this Baltimore Colt-Minnesota Viking football game, and it is very cold. Four or five of us are huddled under a big glen plaid blanket. Suddenly, we jump up to watch Johnny Unitas running toward the goal. As he races down the field, we all turn as a body, wrapped in our blanket, screaming with excitement. Somehow, one of the men – I don’t know who, and in my excitement I can’t look – has gotten himself more closely behind me. I keep cheering, my voice an echo of his, hot on my neck. I can feel his erection through his pants as he signals me with a touch to turn my hips more directly toward him. Unitas is blocked, but all the action, thank God, is still going toward that goal and all of us keep turned to watch. Everyone is going mad. He’s got his cock out now and somehow it’s between my legs; he’s torn a hole in my tights under my short skirt and I yell louder as the touchdown gets nearer now. We are all jumping up and down and I have to lift my leg higher, to the next step in the bleachers, to steady myself; now the man behind me can slip it in more easily. We are all leaping about, thumping one another on the back, and he puts his arm around my shoulders to keep us in rhythm. He’s inside me now, shot straight up through me like a ramrod; my God, it’s like he’s in my throat! “All the way, Johnny! Go, go, run, run!” we scream together, louder than anyone, making them all cheer louder, the two of us leading the excitement like cheerleaders, while inside me I can feel whoever he is growing harder and harder, pushing deeper and higher into me with each jump until the cheering for Unitas becomes the rhythm of our fucking and all around us everyone is on our side, cheering us and the touchdown…it’s hard to separate the two now. It’s Unitas’ last down, everything depends on him; we’re racing madly, almost at our own touchdown. My excitement gets wilder…almost out of control as I scream for Unitas to make it as we do, so that all go over the line together. And as the man behind me roars, clutching me in a spasm of pleasure, Unitas goes over and I…
from Nancy Friday’s book “My Secret Garden: Women’s Sexual Fantasies.”

Phil September 10 at 11:32am
Wow! I love it!
September 10 at 1:13pm
Phew. I am so glad you get it. So glad!
Since you turned my desk into a trigger, I thought I’d return the favor and add a new flavor to your football menu. 🙂 
This passage is the start of the book. and in the next sentence, her lover gets up, puts on his pants and leaves. It is the beginning of the end of their relationship. So it’s a cautionary tale about being very careful who you share your fantasies with. I am so happy I can share with you!
Every time I send something, I think carefully and hold my breath…hoping you’ll get it. And you do. In spades. I hope you know how special that is! I suppose eventually I will get over worrying about it. Trust…working on trust. But know, if any particular thing makes you go “EEEWWW!” you can say that. Really. And explain, if you can, so we learn more about what works. I feel like I go out on a limb…over and over…and you run right along with me and we jump off together and soar! Powerful stuff.
Phil September 10 at 3:51pm
Nothing makes me go eewww. I love to try new things, to experiment. I loved the story. It’s something I could see myself doing.

September 10 at 4:27pm
You don’t say eeew. But you can, if the day arrives that I pop up with something too out there. You have been good about saying “Interesting, but not my thing” on such fronts as pain etc. so I know you feel comfortable saying where your lines are.
In the past, I’ve read fantasies, or written my own, and been outside them, detached, watching, thinking…”Oh, that’s interesting.” But for various reasons, I couldn’t get into them.
Now, I can see myself in them. With you. thinking, “Oh, yes…yes…” and I’ve been…reacting to them in um…interesting ways. It’s an interesting change…makes me feel slightly out of control…but I am deciding that’s alright.

Friday filler

[I was still in the afterglow when I woke up, so I posted a music video to my Facebook wall]
Hugh Jackman singing “Oh What A Beautiful Morning” from “Oklahoma!”

Phil September 10 at 11:28am
Hey good morning! Getting ready to hit the road in a bit. Hope you have a great day and a fabulous weekend. Found some work to do near the beach Monday so I can stay and watch the MNF game on my big screen with the kids and my friends. Gotta swing by and get some tequilla. It’s a tradition to do a shot every time my team scores. I hope there are many shots Monday night! 🙂
September 10 at 1:41pm
Ah, the weekend…I am ready! The co-workers are in a goofy mood today – lots of fun!
I’m continuing with birthday celebrations. Tonight my sister is cooking for me and I get to play with my niece! Saturday some friends are taking me out for sushi dinner. Sunday hope to get some chores done around home. And see my parents. And be in touch with an old flame…
Phil September 10 at 3:52pm
Enjoy! Football for me!

September 10 at 10:13pm
Hope you had an easy trip and a nice evening.
Sis cooked me a great Southern dinner – fried chicken, rice&gravy, broccoli with garlic..then peach/blueberry cobbler with mascarpone whipped cream. Yum. I focused on my niece…she is such a hoot! Endless energy.
Tired. Good tired. going to bed and taking scenarios with me. You. Me. Football…mmmm….

Toys chat

CHAT September 9, 2010
We talked about football, then he said good night.  I said “Sleep well.  Don’t think about my tongue” and one thing led to another…and he came and said that he had cum all over his stomach.  I said I’d like to draw pictures in it with my fingers and then…
wipe it….places
or run to the shower with you!
12:13am Phil to bed,
12:13am Me I know…I know…you are just too good.  Sleep now.
12:13am Phil rather rub it into your tits, on your ass
12:13am Me Oh!
12:14am Phil sleep good nite
12:14am Me great night
12:14am Phil gotta get a towel
12:14am Me I could lick it up…
Sorry…I know I know…
so hard to stop
12:14am Phil oh man, my cock just jumped
12:14am Me have to downshift…
suck it…
12:15am Phil I want to see my cock in your mouth so bad
oh yeah,
12:15am Me it’s going to be so tough not to do within the first 10 minutes
12:16am Phil I love to be sucked, love to have my balls fondled, licked, sucked
12:16am Me Hi! unzip…slurp. Long time, no see…now let me touch you!
12:16am Phil maybe a finger playing with my ass
12:16am Me only one?

12:16am Phil uh huh
12:17am Me tongue might wander there…
12:17am Phil use what ever you like
I’ll enjoy it
that’s the most intense thing
12:17am Me the ass? ever had any…um…toys there?
12:18am Phil oh yes, tongue there is amazing
no but would certainly try that
12:18am Me something that vibrates, maybe…
you just took a deep breath, didn’t you?
12:19am Phil imagine it would feel awesome especially the vibration
12:19am Me could be…
12:19am Phil yeah I did breathe 
12:19am Me lovely
There’s a great adult store here
12:20am Phil cock is dripping again
cool – I like toy stores
12:20am Me I don’t know much about them, but would like to learn…for you…
see what trouble I can cause….
12:21am Phil LOL
12:21am Me Mmmm….
12:21am Phil sounds like fun. Need sleep, have to drive tomorrow and then renovate a house
goodnite sexy girl
12:22am Me Sleep well… sweet man
12:22am Phil going to dream about your fingers, tongue, toys in my ass
mouth on my cock
12:22am Me I’d like to tune in to that channel…
12:22am Phil I’m sure I will. You too
12:23am Me Go before I ravage you again!
12:23am Phil nite Sassy

Thursday thoughts

Thursday thoughts
Between Phil and You
September 9 at 6:42am
Good morning! Happy Football season! Another gorgeous morning here…sun coming up, bouncing off the high clouds. Fall is definitely in the chilly air. Love it!
Phil September 9 at 7:33am
Nice cool morning here too! Feels wonderful! I am most definitely ready for some football. I love football season, the change in the weather, games starting, Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas all coming. Great time of the year. Have a great day Sassy.

September 9 at 10:37am
Very quiet in the office… talking to a co-worker about wedding planning. 
I woke up feeling energized – pulled out photo albums and diaries from my closet. Didn’t find the year we dated… going to the storage area later. I’m determined to find what I wrote and/or find a photo. Maybe fun or…something.
Phil September 9 at 9:35pm
good evening. Good game so far. How was your day? hope you had a good one!
September 9 at 9:39pm
hiya! I was wondering how it was going…saw the score on ESPN…thanks for checking in! Interesting day…I was time traveling.
Phil September 9 at 10:13pm
Love to hear about it. Vikes are up, game is living up to the hype. Loving it. Enjoy the rest of the evening. How was time traveling?

Sassy answers – “Why Tits?”

Welcome to the inaugural issue of “Sassy Answers!”

Q: Why would a demure married woman show off her cleavage in a blog icon?  Good question!

A: First, to answer a sub-question, yes that is my chest.  I took the photo myself with my mobile phone.

Second, let’s see how many different words for my bosom I can use in one post.**


Several men have told me my tits are all they’re interested in.  So I get that out of the way right up front, as it were.  If that’s all you want, you can go now.  🙂


No one in my real life sees “the twins” (except my doctors), so I show you my breasts as a BIG HUGE SIGN that this blog is DIFFERENT from my real life.


I am not sexy (visually) by today’s media standards, except for the big tatas, the brilliant blue eyes and the fabulous smile.  My bust has inspired men to describe what “more than a mouthful” is good for, in glowing terms.


It is not what I am about, just a medical thing I had to get through.  People call me brave and inspiring (blah, blah, blah) but I just went to the doctor a lot, was cut, stabbed, taped, scanned, weighed, poisoned and zapped, and learned a lot of life lessons.  I am relieved to be whole and cancer-free, so I show off my boobs as evidence of that wonderful outcome.  Three cheers for the staff of The Gillette Center for Women’s Cancers at Mass General Hospital! And kudos to Phil* who stuck with me through all that.  He proved the amazing uses of cyber sex to entertain a woman’s mind when her body was useless.

5) BECAUSE THIS PHOTO was the first sexy photo I texted to Phil* and they produced an amazing reaction!

He sexted me incredible nekkid photos and I was loathe to reciprocate, because I was not proud of my body, a bad photographer, an untrusting git who worried about what he might do with the photos, and thought he’d run screaming if I showed him my body.  But he was patient and supportive until I was able to respond in kind.  And his response to my melons gave me the confidence to believe he might actually want to see me in person and finish what we started as teenagers.


*Not his real name

Birthday wishes


Between Phil and You
September 8 at 12:57am
Please tell me where you were on September 11, 2001.
September 8 at 6:39am
The farm blog I was telling you about on the phone is Bedlam Farm

It has lovely photos of his dogs and farm animals, and he muses about life in an interesting way, just a little each day.  It takes me away from the city to another way of life.  I got to it originally from a Slate article by Jon Katz about Lenore & Brutus…great little piece of writing about a different sort of flirtation. 

My dog has a crush on a ram
I cleared my throat and adopted my most paternal voice. “Lenore,” I said, “This isn’t going to work.
Phil September 8 at 6:41am
Happy Birthday! 
I was in my office in D.C.
September 8 at 7:15am
Good morning! Thank you for the birthday wish! My FB wall is filling up with them.  We’re having a morning thunderstorm! That is so bizarre.
September 8 at 7:33am
Someone just asked me – if you could do anything you wanted tonight, money no object, what would that be? (I think it’s a ploy to get me to tell him where I want to go to dinner.)
Little do they know that I would like to be at home on my computer, talking to a certain fella…sharing…stuff.
or if I was to go hog wild, on a plane to D.C. to find him lying in bed with a big red bow around his…midsection.
Or if I was to go really whole hog, I’d hop a lear jet. Make a quick stop in D.C. and then land at the Cancun airport…and hole up in a hotel room on the beach. Looking out at the silly kool-aid blue water now and then, when I am not…busy.
But no…I am going to work today. Try not to notice as they as sneak an ice cream cake into the office. And then have a quiet dinner out with hubby. He’s planning something bigger for Saturday. But I will be thinking of the bow…and the beach. And smiling. Like I haven’t smiled in years. Thank you. 🙂
Phil September 8 at 7:56am
Have a wonderful day, a wonderful dinner. Enjoy your day! Got my orders this morning. Out of this hell hole and back to a real job!
September 8 at 9:43am
So this is the official “You’re going” thing?
Phil September 8 at 11:53am
Uh huh. Looking forward to the job. 

September 8 at 12:15pm
Alone in the office…weird. That never happens. Cranked a music video just because I could. Heh.

[I posted my favorite figure skating video… Torvill & Dean’s incredible Paso Doble from the 1984 Olympics, a passionate pas de deux between Gold Medal dancers, that many believe is the best 2 minutes ever in figure skating]

Phil September 8 at 12:30pm
It’s your birthday! Do what ever you want!

September 8 at 12:46pm
Watch what you say to me…I might drag you into my “wants.” *wink*

September 8 at 3:21pm
The festivities continue! My staff just “surprised me” with a chocolate cupcake and bonbons! They are very sweet.

Phil September 8 at 3:42pm
Cupcakes and BonBons are good. Cost you and hour on a treadmill but good. Everything that tastes good costs time doing something painful. I like to work out but its still painful to know after 45 minutes, I worked off a cookie. Oh well, I refuse to give up. Glad you are being pampered on your day. Hope it continues through the night. Have fun!
September 8 at 4:14pm 
Oh, I know all about calories. I learned a long time ago that they are what they put in food to make it taste good!
September 8 at 4:20pm
LOL, yup, low fat, low calories = tastes like shit. 
September 8 at 5:13pm
I am outta here at last! Off to eat LOBSTER RISOTTO! I am feeling really celebrated.  More later…
Phil September 8 at 5:56pm
U suck 🙂
Phil September 8 at 7:44pm
That’s OK, I have a Chipotle burrito bowl, cold beer, good tunes and a book on the patio! Very nice too. Enjoy the Lobster, Sassy.
September 8 at 9:23pm
Hey there, handsome. Come in off the patio and make my birthday a night to remember.

The Fan chat

September 7, 2010 Facebook chat

9:54pm Me Man, you are deep in my stuff now…Blog, Flickr, Bedlam…whoo…
9:54pm Phil like to be deep in your stuff
9:54pm Me Mmmm… That was like a shot…damn
arrow right between the legs!
9:55pm  Phil what did I say?
9:56pm Me Nothing *whistles
9:56pm Phil I have an arrow to shoot between those legs
9:57pm Me maybe one of these days I will let you read my erotica
9:57pm Phil it’s a spitting arrow
9:57pm Me heh
9:57pm Phil would love to read it
9:57pm Me I dunno
I haven’t shown it to anyone.
It may…um..suck. And not in a good way.
9:58pm Phil might wear my dick out
9:58pm Me I go through spurts (forgive the pun) of writing.
NO! I might need that for something later…
9:58pm Phil its pretty durable
9:58pm Me Phew
I write little snippets sometimes…40 pages other times.
Why am I telling you this?! No one knows about this stuff. NO ONE.
10:00pm Phil I know you can write erotica. I have already read some and it was amazing.
10:00pm Me Oh. True. You inspire me.
10:01pm Phil got me off like fireworks
10:01pm Me Good.
10:01pm Phil my dick got hard just thinking about it
was very good writing
10:02pm Me well…I had help.
10:03pm Phil my pleasure, literally
10:03pm Me blushing
10:04pm Phil like to make you blush cause you are coming so hard. 
do you flush when you cum?
10:06pm Me I don’t actually know.
Maybe you can tell me?
10:08pm Phil love to find out
10:09pm Me Have you seen the movie “Hunt for Red October?”
10:09pm Phil oh yeah
10:10pm Me There’s this concept, the crazy Ivan, I think it’s called…
where the captain zigs or zags at the bottom of the hour
10:10pm Phil my favorite author and actor
10:11pm Me That was quite a zag you made there…
10:11pm Phil me??????
10:12pm Me Ok…I admit I did a zig first…
I like it
10:12pm Phil uh huh
10:13pm Me Not complaining…
10:13pm Phil LOL
10:16pm Me  😉
10:17pm Phil gotta refill my drink, get naked
and relax
10:18pm Me Oh…
Maybe I will send you a story
10:20pm Me or just tell you one…
10:23pm Phil naked with a fresh drink, much better
10:24pm Me mmmm…. Anything else you’d like?
10:25pm Phil warm hand massaging my cock and balls, lots of lotion
10:25pm Me I am taking notes.
10:26pm Phil she tells me to lay back and relax, enjoy
mmmmm, feels so good
10:27pm Me maybe she tells you a story, while her hands do their magic…
10:28pm Phil mmmmm, that would be hot
10:29pm Me  It’s about an author…who writes sexy stories.
10:31pm Me 
His friend had talked him into reading at open mike. One of his 
erotic short stories. It was for Valentine’s Day, but it still made him feel vulnerable and exposed. He
 read and paused, as appreciative sighs filled the room, and
 knew it would be alright.
He noticed this woman, standing in the back against the wall. Staring right at him. He felt like
 he was reading to her, and that she felt it, too. He finished,
 and a crowd gathered around him to chat and congratulate and
 fawn and cluck. He searched the room for her, but she had gone.
He listened to the other artists awhile, but couldn’t get the
 hazy image of the woman out of his mind. Finally, he slipped
 out the side door and started toward the train. She spoke as
 he passed, startling him.
“Your story was…special. It touched me.” She 
whispered into the night air.
“Thank you,” he said, automatically. Brilliant. He tried 
to make out her face in the dim light of the street lamp.
“It made me…want to know you,” she sighed, almost as if 
she hadn’t wanted to admit it. He was sure his mouth hung open at
 that point.
10:34pm Phil oooooh
10:34pm Me He remembered himself in a few seconds, and decided to
 be flip. 
”So, what did you want to know?” He quipped, not really
 expecting her to answer. She looked away, then surprised him.
10:34pm Phil fresh from the shower, all clean and warm
10:34pm Me “What it would be like to inspire you.” He gulped in air.  
There didn’t seem to be enough air to fill his burning lungs.
realized that, somehow, in the last minute, something had passed
 between them.  It scared him, but drew him to her. 
”Can I walk you to the train?” He asked her.
10:35pm Phil inspire me
10:35pm Me She seemed
 to consider it carefully, then stepped forward and took his arm in
 silent acceptance. He felt her breast against his arm and wondered 
if he could remember how to walk. He managed.
10:36pm Phil love the soft feeling of a breast on my arm
10:36pm Me  He thought she would
 ask him mundane questions, quiz him about his story or his life. She
 was silent, seemingly deep in thought, walking in step with him.
10:36pm Phil always feels amazing
10:37pm Me He wanted to see her face, but she was beside him so he could
 only take in her long hair, swinging around her, and how she seemed
 just the right height to walk with him, and how her chest moved with 
each step.
They passed a pottery shop and she paused briefly to
 glance at the brightly colored bowls. Suddenly, she yanked him into 
the dark doorway, and pressed him against the stone of the building.
10:37pm Phil tits bouncing with each step, firm yet soft
10:38pm Me He felt the cold against his back, then the heat of her in front, 
as she wiggled to fit her body to his. Then she put her lips within
 a hair of his, and stopped. This seemed to be quite a distance for
 her initiative to take her, but not quite there.
He cursed the lack of light. He couldn’t see her eyes. But
 it didn’t seem to matter, he was taking her invitation and sinking
 his tongue into her mouth before he realized he’d decided to do it.
10:39pm Phil ummmm, can almost taste her lips, feel her breath
tongue darting, so hot, muuuuuuuuuuhhhhhh
10:40pm Me
He felt as hard as the stone against his back, and knew she felt it
 too by the breath she took when he raised his head momentarily. She
 worked her hand under his shirt, and put his hand on her breast.
 They teased each other’s nipples, nipping at necks and ears and noses.
 Smiling into each other’s mouths as their breathing raged out of
10:41pm Phil bodies pressing against each other
10:41pm Me This was crazy. He didn’t know this woman. He knew
 nothing except she liked his writing, that she had understood
 the call in it. And that she felt so right in his arms. It
 was nuts, but it made sense to him. He’d find out the other 
stuff later, if it became important
10:41pm Phil oh yea, nipples hard, bodies now grinding together
10:41pm Me He was startled back to 
the present by her hand at his belt. Oh, my god.
  She stopped for a moment, took a deep breath and
 whispered in his ear.
“I don’t usually…I mean, I haven’t…ever…without…” she
 couldn’t seem to say it, but he knew she was trying to justify
 this wildfire burning between two strangers in a dark doorway.
10:42pm Phil ohhh yessssssssssss
10:42pm Me “I know,” he murmured, hugging her even closer. That
 seemed to settle it.  She undid his belt, and slipped her hand
 inside his clothes to touch him.
10:43pm Phil me neither but I want you so badly, need to feel you, touch you, taste you
oh feels so good, so good
10:43pm Me He thought he’d pass out.
 She rubbed him just the right way for longer than he thought 
he could endure. He knew he should be touching her, but could not summon the brain power beyond savoring her touch. She 
removed one hand to her pocket, he heard a rip, then she was
 taking his sex from his pants, covering it with latex,
 and leading him to a ledge deeper in the doorway.
10:45pm Phil oh yes, I want you so badly, need to feel your warmth
10:45pm Me She stretched
 out on the stone, and pulled him down over her, into her.
10:45pm Phil oh, so hot, so wet, so tight, feels amazing
10:46pm Me
 combination of the time and place and strangeness and the latex
 set him off almost immediately. He pounded her into the stone,
 without thought of her soft body. She met his every thrust,
 moaning in his ear
10:47pm Phil hips rising to meet every thrust
10:47pm Me He felt the pulsing, the searing heat, and
 filled the plastic, thinking of filling her. She clenched him
 deep inside. His mind clung to every detail as he realized he 
would desperately need to write about this later.
10:48pm Me They clung to one another forever. Then sat close to
 each other on the ledge as they righted their clothes. There 
seemed to be so much to say, and yet nowhere to start.
10:48pm Phil oh yes, feels so good to cum, feeling your pussy clenching, squeezing every drop from me
10:49pm Me He
 finally took her arm, and they continued toward the train. He
 thought he should be panicking, but couldn’t get beyond the 
amazing afterglow. When they reached the platform, he expected
 her to disappear like the dream she seemed to him.
She chewed her lip. He feasted on seeing her in the light. The blue eyes…the lips…
10:50pm Phil don’t go, will I see you again?
10:50pm Me “I need to know more.” She whispered, a pleading look
 on her face.

“Yes.” It was all he could say. It seemed enough.
“Take me home with you.”

“Let me inspire you.”
10:51pm Phil I want to hold you, taste you, lie with you
10:52pm Me “Yes.”
She smiled. And his heart nearly jumped out of his chest.
He moaned and rolled his eyes. Then the train rumbled
 into the station and they boarded locked arm in arm.
10:54pm Phil going to lay back and stroke my cock. that was very hot, need to cum
10:54pm Me He lovingly wrote it all out…called it “The Fan.”
10:54pm Phil the fan, nice
10:55pm Me It made him a millionaire.
10:58pm Me Did that work?
10:59pm Phil stroking, feels great, imagining you stroking me
10:59pm Me Could you see it?
11:00pm Phil easily
11:00pm Me Cool.
I wrote that 16 years ago…
I think of it now and then…to make things happen.
I wish I was there…I’d find that spot.
11:02pm Phil oh yeah
11:02pm Me and lick it.
11:03pm Phil me too
oh yesss
11:03pm Me probably tease you with my tongue.
11:03pm Phil oh yeah
11:03pm Me if I re-wrote the story with you in it…I’d definitely add some oral sex…
knowing how you like have a tongue running around your cock…
11:04pm Phil ummm i do
11:04pm Me Man, I feel like a vixen tonight…
11:05pm Phil i luv it
11:05pm Me part angel, part devil…
11:05pm Phil best kind
11:05pm Me someone who could make you spurt all over and swallow…
most of it
and rub the rest all over my chest…
Phil oh yesss, want to taste it on your tongue
11:06pm Me and then slither up your body…
deep deep kisses…
until you are ready for me…
to do more.
11:07pm Phil yes close
11:08pm Me then I would look deep into your eyes
and sink down over you…
except right at the last second, I’d slam you so far up inside….
then whisper…Fuck me..Philip..
And you’d move…
11:10pm Phil yes Sassy  cumming
11:10pm Me exploding
feel the pulsing…the clenching…the twisting…
damn…white hot
11:11pm Phil mmmmmm, damn
now I’m ready to sleep
11:13pm Phil such a sexy story. like to curl up next to you and drift off
11:14pm Me yes
11:15pm Phil good nite Sassy
11:15pm Me g’night. Sleep well.
11:15pm Phil sweet dreams
11:15pm Me sexy dreams…
going to look at your photos…
11:16pm Phil nite

Tuesday times

Tuesday times
Between Phil and You
September 7 at 8:10am
Good morning! Another day in the big city…bustling, birds, high clouds, moving trucks in the mall parking lot. Off to work! Hoping for a quiet day. All the bigwigs are interviewing from 10-3 so they will out of my hair.

September 7 at 10:13am
Interesting morning. Lots of people coming in to the office.
People: “And how was your long weekend?”
Me: “Um…” (I CAN NOT SAY WHAT I AM THINKING) “Fine…low key.”
“Nice Italian dinner out. You?”
Hee hee hee!
Phil September 7 at 11:35am
Had a good trip north. Excited about football in 2 days! Looking forward to a great workout today and a relaxing evening. Sounds like you are having an interesting day

September 7 at 1:14pm
Football, huh? What’s so good about it? Tell me. Saw the news about that new player. Thought of you. So is this going to be their year?
Great day so far…quiet. I spent 45 minutes telling my assistant how great she is. Nice to have the performance review out of the way for another year.
I’m home alone again tonight, if you want to chat one way or another. If you need a break, I understand.
Phil September 7 at 1:22pm
Just a great game that involves physical strength, agility, speed, precision, detailed planning, execution, violence, brute force. Love it. Great game to play and watch. Opportunity to get together with friends and talk a lot of smack while snacking on all kinds of concoctions and sipping good beer and tequilla. My team has the opportunity to make their own destiny this year. Will certainly give you a call. Sounds like fun.
September 7 at 7:33pm
So, how was your long weekend? 😉
Nice dinner out, a local pub with a great menu that they don’t post on the web. Grrr… Another of the “I think Philip would like it here” places with an eclectic beer/wine list, and interesting food. They have a “real chef” who cooks up odd combinations that taste yummy. I had deviled eggs with just a few bacon bits, sitting on a cucumber slice, a couple spoonfuls of H’s garlic potato soup, and then we shared a bowl of curly pasta with ham, mushrooms and a very light vodka cream sauce. Cheap, fast and good!

My blog 
Between Phil and You
September 7 at 2:34pm
FYI – I have a blog. Nothing earth shattering, but it’s out there if you want to put together a few more pieces of the puzzle that’s Sassy. [URL]
You might enjoy my review of a restaurant on the North Shore.  (if you click on the “restaurant” tag on that post, it will take you to all my restaurant reviews)
I post about restaurants, theater, vacations, TV I like, or elephant jokes. I may fret about my Dad’s health. Or post neat photos. Never found my voice over there. But I try. There are about 100 people who have friended me and read it.
I started posting in 2004. It could be interesting to click on Archive , see where I was on a certain day to compare with where you were.
Please rest assured that I won’t post about you. There is one brief “friends locked post” (so only my friends can see it) that mentions I heard from an old beau. Nothing with your name. No details. And there won’t be. It is hard not to share this HUGE THING that has happened to me. But I know I can’t.
If you want to make an account and friend me, you will see a lot more, as most of my posts are “friends locked” these days. 

Sassy music

Liz Phair songs
Between Phil and You
September 6 at 4:44pm
Here’s a song for you. I can’t believe I am sending this, but it is so perfect. Catchy.
Another coincidence. I’ve never heard it before. And I never heard of the “skin benefits” until you said it on the phone. But that’s the way my life is right now. Interesting items keep popping up. Driving home a certain message.
It’s…rather…um..straight forward but the sentiment right.

Liz Phair’s “Gimme Your Hot White Cum”

Give it to me, don’t give it away
Don’t think about what the others say
My skins getting clear, my hairs so bright
All you do is fuck me every day and night
You’re my secret beauty routine
Na, na, na, na, what my body has seen
I am lookin’ good and I’m feeling nice
Baby you’re the best magazine advice
Gimme your hot white cum
Gimme your hot white cum
Gimme your hot white cum
Gimme your hot white cum
I’m gonna pull you back down between the sheets
Everything is fresher when the day is sweet
In the morning light when you’re already on the phone
Face it, one of these days
Without you I’m just another Dorian Gray
It’s the fountain of youth
It’s the meaning of life
So hot, so sweet, so wet my appetite
Gimme your hot white cum
Gimme your hot white cum
Gimme your hot white cum
Gimme your hot white cum
Phil September 6 at 7:40pm
You can have my hot white cum any place you want it. Cool song, I like it. I could fuck you day and night. My cock is rock hard again, yearning to feel the hot soft folds of your pussy. So wet, so hot. Cum inside you, on your face, tits ass, in your mouth, every where I kiss or lick I taste cum. Ummmm, so hot. Fuck me Sassy, oh yea baby, ride my cock, feels so good, so good
September 6 at 8:23pm
Just ordered a Asian fusion dinner delivered 
1) Bao Bao – saucy homemade Korean BBQ-marinated beef in a fluffy steamed bun with lettuce.
2) Bostonian Sushi platter – combo of three maki sushi – Shrimp tempura, teriyaki chicken, sweet potato makis.
3) *U.F.O. (aka Sushi Pizza) Thinly tempura-crusted, topped with tuna, salmon, spicy mayo, sriracha, jalapenos.
Noticed the sushi special lobster roll…wished I could order it to eat off your abs right now. Had to go drink another big glass of water. 🙂
September 6 at 9:22pm
So it’s Liz Phair night at my place! Another song with lyrics I could say to you as we walk toward dinner… I love the way she put her face into the camera and makes it clear what she is talking about.
Some moments I feel like no one else has ever felt this way. But then I see that someone has, and written a song about it!
Geez, pretty soon I’m going to have enough songs for a “mix tape.” Remember those? Of course, I’d have to be careful where I played it…can’t writhe and moan just anywhere.
“Why Can’t I Breathe Whenever I Think About You?”
by Liz Phair

Get a load of me, get a load of you
Walkin’ down the street, and I hardly know you
It’s just like we were meant to be
Holding hands with you when we’re out at night
Got a girlfriend, you say it isn’t right
And I’ve got someone waiting too
What if this is just the beginning
We’re already wet, and we’re gonna go swimming
Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can’t I speak whenever I talk about you
It’s inevitable, it’s a fact that we’re gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you
Isn’t this the best part of breakin’ up
Finding someone else you can’t get enough of
Someone who wants to be with you too
It’s an itch we know we are gonna scratch
Gonna take a while for this egg to hatch
But wouldn’t it be beautiful
Here we go, we’re at the beginning
We haven’t fucked yet, but my heads spinning
Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can’t I speak whenever I talk about you
It’s inevitable, it’s a fact that we’re gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you
High enough for you to make me wonder
Where it’s goin’
High enough for you to pull me under
Somethin’s growin’
out of this that we can control
Baby I am dyin’
Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can’t I speak whenever I talk about you
Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can’t I speak whenever I talk about you
It’s inevitable, it’s a fact that we’re gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you
September 6 at 10:18pm
Hearing my phone ring today was a double-edged sword. A bizarre mix of delight and dread.
Delight that it might be you…and I’d get to hear your voice, your laugh, your snarky words, your sexy talk. It is incredible what you can do to me in a 5 minute call.
And dread because we are on death watch for my dad. so any call may be my sister saying he’s gone. My mom has given up on him, for the first time ever. He could go on living for years. Our first bad scare with him was in 1992, so he has been surprising us for years. But with his mind gone and him not eating or reading…it could be any time.
*sigh* Sorry to drag that into the sandbox, but sometimes I can’t put my burdens down at the door. If you need to drag things in, I’m here. I guess there can be a quiet corner.
and I wanted you to know how much your call provided a much needed boost. Beyond the obvious.
I promise not to post anything serious tomorrow if I can possibly help it!
September 6 at 11:14pm
Reading back over today’s messages.
Relentless can be a great thing. 😉
I was going so fast. Staring at my desk. So high. Soaring. Wet. because of you.
What a tasty stew you are…sweet, funny, relentless and sexy. And more.
Brain stuck on “fuck brussel sprouts.” Too bad I have to get a new down word. Heh. May have to keep it a secret so you don’t mess with it. Brat.
Safe travels! Call me if you get bored on the road…if I won’t make you go into a ditch. Or maybe we can “meet for lunch.” So many possibilities. ‘night.