Visit #3 Football funny

Wednesday, September 14

9:00am
Football funny – A guy took his girlfriend to her first football game. After the game, he asked her how she liked it. “Oh, I really liked it,” she replied, “especially the tight pants and the big muscles, but I don’t get why they were killing each other over 25 cents.” Dumbfounded, her date asked, “What do you mean?” “Well, they flipped a coin, one team got it and then for the rest of the game, all they kept screaming was: ‘Get the quarterback! Get the quarterback!’ I’m like, “hello? It’s only 25 cents!”…

10:03am
Looked at the menu for your dinner – very fancy and pricy. They have a lobster pasta > Lobster Pappardelle: Steamed lobster, fresh pasta, oyster mushrooms, spring peas, apple wood bacon, lemon-garlic-herb butter      $30

12:23pm
heading to Bristol.  Hope you’re having a great day!

12:52pm Phil
Lobster Mac and Cheese and the scallop chowder I think. Gonna jump in the pool, grab a beer and go enjoy an evening with the boys. Been a great day, better rested today.

Philip 12:59pm 
Like the joke
2:51pm  
Heading back now.  See you soon.

Visit #3 Sex for Dessert

September 14, 2011 (continued) 

I drove back to the hotel.  Philip went to get a drink from the bar.  I texted my husband to let him know I was staying another night. 
He put on an oldies Pandora station on his phone – Elvis, Frank Sinatra, Tom Jones, John Denver, Everly Brothers.  We cuddled, sang along and kissed for a while, then I knelt at his side, played with him with my hand and my mouth.  I worked my magic, twisting him, licking him, sucking him deep down my throat.   He moaned, squirmed and shook, then came again in my mouth!  I swallowed it all, like a good girl.  Man, I adore listening to a man react to what I am doing.  When he could speak again, he told me he could get used to that; it was amazing to do it two nights in a row when he’d never had a blow job before he found me. 

He put his cock between my tits and closed them around it.  I kissed it as he moved back and forth.  He had the most amazing smile on his face!  He put his fingers inside me, going deep, pressing up toward my navel – I was thrashing and moaning, begging him – he made me cum!   

He rolled me onto my side and worked his very hard cock inside me from behind, lifting my leg over his hip.  He could get very deep in this position.  I was kind of sore but told him to keep going.  Mmmm…. he was being a little leisurely so I decided to rev him up with some dirty talk.  I sucked on his finger and told him I wanted him to fuck me hard.  He pulled out and slapped my ass!

He rolled me onto my back and held my heels on his shoulders.  I adore feeling him fill me, slapping against me as he moves in and out.  He pulled all the way and dove back in again, over and over.  He came again… and I had one of those endless orgasms, shaking beside him long after he had finished and was cuddling me.  My insides would not stop clenching and pulsing!  He held onto me awhile, gently biting my neck and kissing my shoulder, then fell asleep.  I listened to him breathe and pondered how lucky I was. 
I got up and surfed the net, talked to my sister on IM.  I got to bed a little after midnight.

Visit #3 Lobster dinner

Tuesday, September 13, 2011 (continued) 

We took off for dinner at Evelyn’s Drive-in.  We chose it because Guy Fieri from the “Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives” show on the Food Channel had visited.  It looked like the perfect combo of interesting seafood, casual and a great view of the water.  I missed the exit due to construction but took the next one.  Turned right instead of left but turned around in a restaurant parking lot and got going the right way down Rte 138 to 77.  


It’s an incredible spot, casual, round tables with umbrellas.  It was a beautiful evening and we got a table outside right on the shore, and then moved even closer when another group left.  We got there at sunset, watching the sun sinking over an idyllic inlet with a few boats and calm water.  So New England!

We had stuffed clams, buffalo shrimp, whole fried clams, fish chowder and RI clam chowder, then he had lobster chow mein and I ate grilled scallops.  He had a margarita for dessert.  I paid the bill – $148.  A little steep but cheaper than a hotel room!  He was impressed that I kept my promise to pay. 

We sat there until about 8:30 pm, watching the stars come out, him telling me about his work and how people are coming in to see him all the time and he even forgets to pee!  He got a call from his office – he got up to walk along the inlet while he talked.  He was gone about 3 minutes, but apologized on his return, saying it was an emergency.  He talked about some of the awful things he has to deal with. I pulled up my skirt a bit and put his hand on my naked knee, trying to interest him in touching me, but he pulled his hand away pretty quickly.  Once again, he talks a good game online but when I am right there he doesn’t do it.  I guess his mind was on work and he’s more shy in person.  He held my hand and marveled as the sun went down. 



Visit #3 The foot rub

Tuesday, September 13 (continued) 

I went back to the hotel to stash the food in the fridge.  I checked work email, chatted with several pals online.  My cousin called to tell me she had connected with Mom!  They were giggling in the car, trying to figure out how to get out of the parking lot.  I took a nap from 3-5 pm.  I got dressed in my black dress with white polka dots and the black silky blazer. 

Philip rolled in about 5:15 pm.  He changed clothes (he wants to get out of the uniform asap!) into worn jeans and a dress shirt that he didn’t tuck in, and flip flops.  He gave me a long hug and kiss.  I pointed him to the snacks in the little fridge.  He nibbled on the olives I’d gotten for him.  He flumped in the chair and I sat on edge of the bed.  I took off the flip flops, put his feet on my lap and rubbed them while he talked.  (He told me when we first starting talking on the phone that all he wants when he gets home after a long day is a few snacks, time to relax and someone to rub his feet.  And that it never happens.  So I made it happen today!)  

He was astonished that I had gone out on my own, and remembered about the snacks.  He wanted to know where I got the food, and said how great it was that I got what he likes.  He asked when I wanted to go out for supper.  I said whenever you’re ready.  I adored listening to him talk about his work and getting to touch him.  I feel so comfortable.  He is great storyteller and has very sexy feet! 

Visit #3 Shopping

Tuesday, September 13, 2011
My alarm went off just before 7 am so I could get up and give myself the shot in the belly to prevent blood clots, the remnant of my ICU weekend in March.  I didn’t want him to see me mess with that.  Four more days to go and I am done with that torture! 

I went back to bed.  He stirred about 7:15 am and jumped into the shower.  I waited a couple of minutes, then went in there, hoping he would wash my back.  But he went on with his business.  When he opened the curtain, I hugged him and kissed him.  He balked, saying “You’ll get wet!” I replied, “I’m about to get a lot wetter,” but he stepped out and was gone.  I took a quick shower myself.  He was throwing on his uniform when I got out.  Damn, he looks so handsome!  I kissed him again, but he was all business.  So I sprawled naked on the bed and chatted as he got ready.  He told me his wife never lets him see her naked, and I like being different from her!  

He showed me where he left the room key.  He took off about 7:30 am, giving me a long kiss.  I started to dress.  He popped back in to get his Blackberry and gave me another long kiss, squeezing my left breast and my ass.  Man, that guy can kiss!  It makes my insides churn!
I got dressed and worked on my computer, catching up with work emails.  I told them I had a family emergency and wouldn’t be in and wasn’t sure when I’d be back!  I went downstairs to the lobby at 9 am to have breakfast – two eggs over easy on whole grain toast, home fries and bacon!  Washed down with an iced chai latte.  I adore it that these hotels have Starbucks in the lobby!  I sat and watched “Family Feud” on TV, chatting with a pal on Google chat.  She was astonished that I had flitted off to meet Philip with no advanced notice.  
I went out to the grocery store – I had forgotten a few things in the packing frenzy.  I also got a few olives, pretzel crackers, two cheeses (Havarti with jalapeno and Swiss) and watermelon cubes to make a snack platter for later.  My sister called and we chatted while I shopped.  I also got a lobster roll and chips for lunch.  Mom called me from the plane!  She’s on her way to NC.  It’s the first time she’s flown alone.
I went to the mall across the street.  I hate shopping but I had two certificates to use and both stores were there!  I popped in to Petsmart to get catnip treats for my kitties, then on to Barnes & Noble.  I called Hubby to figure out which Laurie King book he wanted.  I got two of hers and a Holmes/Teddy Roosevelt story.  I also found a fun book called “The Good Girl’s Guide to Bad Girl Sex.”  Heh.  Not that I’ll read it, but it will be fun to leave out on the table in the room!  

Visit #3 ILY

early morning September 13 [continued]

He slid back up my body, gave me a deep kiss and collapsed into my arms.  We held each other and I floated back to earth.  I felt like my bones had melted.  


I took a deep breath and told him, “I love you.”  This was the first time I said it to him in person.  

He hugged me very tightly but didn’t reply.  I wanted to crawl into a hole, but stayed in his arms thinking about how he’s had nothing but trouble from the people who’ve said that to him, so it’s no big surprise he can’t say it back.  Or maybe he doesn’t love me… maybe I am just a good fuck?  Or he’s too much the man of honor to say it when he’s married to someone else?  Who knows?  But it was tough after all the months of dreaming about hearing it from him.  But I am glad I made it clear how I feel.  I don’t ever want us to mess up and lose each other again due to lack of communication!   I wanted to ask him how he feels, but I know better than to ask a man about his feelings!  

I tried to interest him in another go, playing with his balls and ass, but he was falling asleep.  He talks a lot online about how he wants me to touch him under there, but it wasn’t having an effect tonight.  He explained he had been awake for 20 hours, had to sleep to function, so I let him drift off.  I know… sometimes sleep is more important.  

I figured out how to hook up my computer to the Ethernet cable, wrote a quick email to let my sister know I was fine, then wrote my pal a long email to capture all the details of the day.  I unpacked a bit.  I kept my stuff along the wall.  I didn’t want to make a mess or get in his way.  

I got to bed about 2 am, sleeping in the second bed so I wouldn’t disturb him.  I lay listening to his even breathing, feeling like I was in exactly the right place. 
No idea how long I will be here, but for now I am here and he’s beautiful and I feel so alive!  WHHHHEEEE! 

Visit #3 Hotel Sex Fest

The early hours of Tuesday, September 13, 2011

So at midnight I pulled in to the Courtyard by Marriott hotel.  I texted him from the car to warn him I was on the way in.  I found his room, a long hike from the lobby with all my bags – suitcase, laptop computer, grocery bag and huge purse!  I looked up and down the hallway – no one around.  I knocked and he opened the door a crack and peered out at me.  I saw his huge smile and his naked body.  Wowzers! 
He pulled me into the room.  I dropped everything, and we grabbed each other for a big hug and held on for a long time.  It always feels sooo right in his arms!  He finally raised my chin and gave me a deep kiss until I started moaning.  He tasted of scotch and man.  I could have kissed him forever, but he had no patience.  He led me over to the bed and sprawled on his back, his gorgeous tanned skin gleaming in the half-light, his beautiful cock erect.  I sat on the edge of the bed, facing away from him, trying to take in that I was really here with him.  That I had changed the plan at the last moment, packed in less than 20 minutes, driven all that way in the dark to an unfamiliar place and found him!  

“You okay?” he asked when I didn’t move or speak, patting softly on my back. 

“Yes… I just… I was in my living room 90 minutes ago thinking I wouldn’t see you and… and now I’m here and you’re here and…,” I tried to explain.  I took a couple of deep breaths.  

He pulled me down and kissed me, then said, “I can’t wait another second.”  He rolled me over onto my stomach, took off my slacks and underwear, pulled my ass up and shoved himself inside me doggie style, pounding me, pulling me back and forth with a tight grip on my ass.  It was so fabulous to feel filled after so many months of emptiness!  

He kept up a steady stream of sexy talk.  “Oh, yeah… you are so hot, so tight… even better than I remember… damn, girl…my cock looks soooo good going deep into your pussy.  You feeling good, girl?”  I had no brain whatsoever, could not speak as I was banging my ass back against him, clawing at the comforter, squeaking and moaning… thanking my lucky stars that my body was still functioning after all I’d been through, and that I had healed enough from radiation not to be in any pain as he used my body so beautifully! 

He rolled me over and went back inside, pumping furiously, saying things.  “Oh yes… Tell me you want my cock.”  I replied, “So hot.. so hard.  I want it so much.  Deeper…all the way, please… please.”  My breaths were so ragged, I couldn’t talk.  I started peaking very fast.  “Do it.. let go… now,” I requested.  He came inside me in great shuddering waves.  I watched his face as he grimaced and then smiled.  I closed my eyes and started shaking all over, thrashing, flushing, clenching inside as I came hard.  Damn… that man knows how to make me explode!

He rolled off the bed and stood at the edge, put his cock in my mouth and two fingers inside me, pressing in and up.  I couldn’t believe he was still hard.  He pinched my left nipple and my hips went wild.  I sucked him deep into my throat, gagging and smacking as he moved in and out, tasting my own juices and then very quickly tasting cum!  How can he cum again so soon?  He exploded down my throat and I swallowed around him as he moaned and trembled.  He collapsed on to the bed, chuckling and giddy.  “You are the hottest woman…” he gasped.  He was kissing me again.  He held onto me, skin on sweaty skin.  The room smelled of sex and scotch.
I finally took off my top and spooned with him behind me.  He played with my right breast through my lucky black bra.  I took my bra off and turned to show him my chest.  My tits are almost the same color again, thank goodness. (Radiation made the right breast looked tan).  He rubbed my right breast gently, asking if it was okay, and it drove me wild.  I marveled at the timing that brought me here after I was completely healed, which was less than three weeks ago!  He turned on the bedside lamp and traced him fingers over my radiation tattoos – counting the little blue dots on my chest and sides… one, two, three, four… and five!  

“Did it hurt when they did these?” he asked, looking concerned.  

“Yes.  It was awful.  And they didn’t warn me, which was unprecedented,” I told him.  “Worst moment of all the treatments.”  He kissed each one, like a parent healing a boo boo.  My heart melted at his sweet attention and concern. 

“They’re kinda sexy, you know, ” he said, licking them and smiling up at me. “Little blue freckles that prove how tough you are…”
He reached up to play with the white peach fuzz on my head saying, “I really like your hair.  It looks very trendy.”  He said he really likes my hair!  🙂  I knew it was still too scary short, but appreciated him trying to give me confidence.

We cuddled peacefully and chatted with my head on his shoulder.  I nibbled on his chest and kissed him some more.  He has such gorgeous, smooth, tanned skin!  I asked him if he hurts anywhere right now, and he said no.  No knees or shoulder aches?  No.  

He kissed me again, then moved down to suck on my left nipple, biting it gently.  My hips rolled toward him, and he kissed his way down to my navel.  He teased me… kissing my left thigh and then my right… then finally honing in on my lower lips.  He licked them and flicked his tongue on my clit.  My hips bucked up, and he put his tongue inside me.  I grabbed his head, trying to draw him deeper, weaving my fingers into his beautiful dark hair.  He returned to licking my clit, using the flat of his tongue, then added two fingers inside me.  I wanted to watch but this was too much… I closed my eyes and lie there moaning.  I wanted to tell him how good he made me feel.  

“Oh… you… make me burn,” I told him, “You know just what to do to… mmmm…” but my brain shut off as he twisted his fingers inside me and sucked on my clit!  He held on as the waves of heat poured through me again, and I was cumming all over his face, shaking, squealing… wow!!!

Visit #3 My Monday

Visit #3
I’m going to get to see Philip!  He’s at a conference within driving distance of Boston.  This is the third time I’ve have seen him since he found me again.  It’s been nine months since I saw him and heard his voice.  It is going to be glorious! 

[this is part 3 of my account of Visit #3 – you can find part 1 here:
http://samesassygirl.blogspot.com/2012/09/visit-3-tuesday-plan.html]

Monday, September 12
Wacky day at work.  I had a meeting 12:30-2 pm.  Ick.   I did not know what was going on with Philip’s visit.  I knew he’d be around this week, but had no other details.  Not sure why, but he likes to leave everything to the last minute.  Mr. Spontaneous!  About 12:25 pm, as I was gathering my papers for the meeting, he sent me a FB message – at this point all I knew was we were supposed to have dinner sometime this week.  
We messaged back and forth as he got on the plane, then when he landed, and decided on dinner Tuesday night.  I had made hotel reservations just in case, but had no idea if I’d need them or not.  
So I was resigned to only seeing him for dinner, maybe staying a little after that.  He said he was headed out for a beer to watch football with the guys.  I was wicked pissed.  He can seem them anytime!  But whatever.  
Hubby picked me up at work and wanted to have a serious talk about him being poly and trying to date and me feeling uncomfortable and so forth.  He had been holding off talking until I was done with cancer treatment and decided this was the day.  Sigh  So we sat in the car for an hour outside my office, then I finally took him out to eat at The 99.  We kept talking for another 2 hrs.  No conclusions.  
So I got home at 8:30 pm and checked my phone.  Philip had sent several messages, saying we needed to figure out where and when Tuesday.  Then getting impatient.  

I decided it was time to confess I had a hotel reservation.  Of course, the way things go with us, he was already staying at the exact same hotel.  So of all the hotels in the area, he was already at the one where I’d made a reservation!  He never stays at a hotel; he is always on base, but they were full.  I just sat at my computer and laughed.  There was no flack, no hesitation that I’d broadened the invitation from dinner to more, just the big hotel coincidence. 

Then he started flirting.  Sexting me.  I was about to explode already, with him so close yet so far away, and he is goading me?  We were texting and FB messaging and it suddenly dawned on me that I could go to him.  RIGHT NOW.  I warned him he’d better stop or I would be knocking on his door.  He didn’t stop… he got even bolder!  He texted me a photo of his gorgeous cock.  Brat.  I threw things into a suitcase.  (Note to self: when Philip is scheduled to be nearby, have a bag already packed!) 
I finished packing, put on my black top with the lace down the front, gave Hubby a big hug, and took off at 10:30 pm.  I raced down the highway talking to my sister, begging the miles to pass faster so I could be in his arms.


Visit #3 Come now!

[this is part 2 of my account of Visit #3 – you can find part 1 here:
http://samesassygirl.blogspot.com/2012/09/visit-3-tuesday-plan.html]

Monday, September 12, 2011 (continued) 

9:58pm Phil
Sitting here naked watching the game
9:59pm
Stop saying things like that or I will get in my car now. 
And knock on your door.
And kneel at your feet. 
And do what you tell me to do.

10:01pm Phil
Sitting here stroking my cock

10:02pm
Tell me why I shouldn’t get in my car.

10:03pm Phil
if you do that, you are liable to end up with a mouth full of cock

10:04pm
I said tell me why not… not something that makes me do it! 

10:07pm Phil
You might get cum in your mouth

10:11pm
I’m serious… I can be there in just over an hour…

10:11 pm TEXT Phil: You might have to swallow this
[photo of his erect cock in his hand]

10:12pm Phil
i’m serious, you’ll end up with cum in your mouth

10:13pm
I’m going to put my hands and my mouth and my massager on you…

10:13pm Phil
oh hell yeah

10:14 pm TEXT: Mmmmmmm….

10:14pm
I have peanut M&Ms

10:15pm Phil
mmmmmm
tasting pre cum, mmmmmm

10:15 pm TEXT Phil: So you knew my cock is really in my hand
10:17 pm TEXT stop that.  Wait for me.
10:17 pm TEXT Phil: Hurry up

10:25pm 
I’m gonna leave now…
See you soon…

10:31pm Phil
Stepping into the shower

12:03am
Here.  On my way in.



Visit #3 Tuesday Plan


Monday, September 12
8:01 am
Good morning! 63 and sunny. Happy Monday, Philip.
8:31 am Phil
Happy Monday!
12:02 pm Phil
Getting on the plane, heading your way. 
There’s an unsuspecting Lobster in my future
12:20 pm 
Hooray! Eager to hear the plan.

12:21 pm Phil
Plan? I got no plan.
12:21 pm
So I can come down there tonight and stay all week?
1:08 pm Phil 
I have to look at the sked. Busy tonight. Meetings all day.  Dinners Wed, Thursday, some fancy places.  They are keeping us busy. I just want to watch the game tonight. 
1:10 pm  
Ah, so there is a plan!  Just let me know, whatever. I’ll fill in.
1:45 pm 
So it looks like Tuesday for me?
4:12 pm Phil
Here in Lobster Land
Ready for a beer
4:34 pm
Yay!

4:45 pm   
So you want to decimate some lobsters with me tomorrow night?
6:36 pm Phil
Sounds like a plan. Now we need to fill it in a bit like where and when
About to head out 
8:10 pm Phil       
Had amazing dinner

8:28 pm Phil
Where we going?

8:45 pm Phil
You are the local, come on girl
9:20 pm 
Sorry…hung up at dinner. We can meet at the Courtyard by Marriott
9:21 pm 
It’s close to your conference. 
[directions]
I’ll text you a room#. Remind me of your phone number and what time you’ll be there.
9:28 pm 
From there to dinner? There were 3 places I thought looked good but if you hear of something better, I’m flexible.
 9:43 pm         

Quito’s 
         http://www.quitosrestaurant.com/
          welcome to quito’s restaurant specializing in seafood 
          prepared Italian style.

The German place 
         Evelyn’s has been serving local favorites for over 40 years! We strive for a clean, comfortable and relaxed family atmosphere where the food and our guests are our priority.
         


9:28 pm Phil
I am staying at that Marriott
Rm #xxx

9:49 pm 
That’s totally bizarre.
9:50 pm Phil
here’s my phone #xxx-xxx-xxxx

9:56 pm Phil
Why is that?

9:56 pm
What time should I be there?
9:57 pm Phil
I suspect we will done by 6:30 pm