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Meeting NH Man

He wrote to me on a Thursday afternoon a week ago.  Ashley Madison sent me an email to let me know.  I was in the midst of NINE DAYS that a dear blog fan did not write to me, going out of my mind with worry that something had happened to him, because he had never missed a day without explanation in 7 months.  I needed a distraction!  I had four messages from another guy, and was considering whether to write to him, when this guy wrote.  I sent both messages to a blogger pal and asked him which one to reply to, or both or none?  He said this NH guy looked like my type.  So I took a closer look at his profile. 
Hmmm… not much there.  Age 59. Okay.  Likely early 60s.  Whatever.  6’0” 240… wow.  That sounds just about perfect.  Limits – Anything Goes.  Okay.  White, male, attached, never smoked.  All fine.  But he didn’t write anything!  He checked three boxes under “what really turns me on” and another three under “What I am looking for.”  Not much to go on, but nothing objectionable.  
So I looked over his message.  Short.  One typo, one questionable spelling.  Gave me a name to call him – nice.  And the words themselves sound good, if a bit generic.  Something spoke to me.  And I really needed someone new to think about!  So I used a few minutes at the end of my work day to reply to him on AM.
We wrote back and forth, then switched to Yahoo email and wrote along several times a day, the way you do at first.  He sent me a photo of the beach.  I admit it… I wanted to be there long before I decided whether I wanted him!  I asked him to tell me what a first meeting might be like.  He described a look-see, didn’t push for a hotel, in a way that made me want to meet him.  He knew what he was doing, how to make me feel safer.  He let me suggest a place.  I gave him the choice of meeting at Starbucks or PF Chang’s at a local mall with parking.  He chose PF Chang’s!  He’s willing to spend longer and spend money!  
So I agreed to meet him for a drink at PF Chang’s at 5 pm on a Friday night.  I got out of work early and parked underground, making my way to the restaurant.  I was a little early, and checked the bar area.  He wasn’t there.  I looked around the restaurant and the hostess asked me how she could help me.  I told her I was meeting someone.  She took me to his table!  He rose to give me a hug… mmm… nice.  
He had on a leather jacket, dark green polo shirt and jeans.  He had a table in the corner of a banquet, so I scooted in next to him.  I took his hand and he smiled that smile that people who rarely get touched smile.  He looks like James Brolin – shock of white hair and goatee, and sounds like George Clooney!  Yum.  
I had on my usual “meet clothes” – the blue jersey top that buttons all the way up (or unbuttons), with the blue & white silk scarf, dark blue slacks, lucky black bra, black panties and socks and comfortable lace-up shoes.  
He explained that he had not eaten lunch and was starving and hoped it was okay to go ahead and order dinner.  Oh yes!  I ordered their very festive strawberry cucumber limeade and he had a Coors Light.  He asked me which dishes I like on the menu.  He ordered the egg rolls and dynamite shrimp appetizers, with the honey shrimp entree and spicy green beans side dish.  We chatted and ate – he served me food.  We played with each others legs under the table.  He had asked me how I feel about PDAs, so I leaned over and kissed him on the lips at one point.  He got a very happy look and said, “So I guess you’re okay with PDAs!”  He was easy to be with.  
He told me about his deal with his wife.  She lives in Boston.  He lives with his daughter and grandchildren in NH.  His wife goes up there some weekends.  When she is there, he goes to the beach.  He has left twice thinking he’d get divorced, but each time some crisis happened with his kids or the woman he was with, and it made more sense to go back.  He does not sleep with his wife, but they can deal with each other.  She knows he cheats, doesn’t care as long as he doesn’t rub her face in it.  She’d rather be in an open marriage than no marriage.  It sounds like many “Don’t ask, don’t tell” situations I’ve heard about in chat.  He was curious about my open deal.  We agreed it sounds like we are a good match in terms of not having to sneak around, but having some consideration for our spouses.  What a relief to meet someone without guilt, who won’t have to spend too much time on stealth!  
He told a few too many stories about strange women he’s dated, checking to be sure I don’t have their foibles, such as “The Smoker” or “The Guilt Queen.”  I could assure him I am not like them.  Certainly can not mistake him for a newbie!  
He let me choose a dessert to share.  We split the banana spring rolls with coconut ice cream and fruit.  
He suggested a “second dessert” in the form of checking out the third row seat in his Ford Explorer!  He paid the bill and I thanked him.  We each made a pit stop in the bathroom, then he took off walking to his car.  I found this odd… men usually get behind me, put a hand on my back to guide me, then hold my hand or offer me their arm.  He kept walking about 5 paces ahead of me down the ramp and into and across the garage.  Maybe this was a safety measure?  But I felt like a third world wife 10 paces behind.  
He had parked in the far corner, far away from other cars.  This is good to reduce spectators, but a bit of a red flag for mall security.  He climbed into the back and held out a hand to me.  It was a bit of a contortion exercise to get back in there to him, but I did it.  
He nuzzled my neck then started kissing me.  He unbuttoned my top and worshipped my chest.  He was very sweet to ask if there was anything he could hurt there.  I told him I am all healed.  He took the right breast out of my bra and sucked on my nipple.  Mmmm… I started to squirm.  He tweaked and bit and pulled.  Yum.  He marveled at the size and I admitted that the right breast is the smaller one!  He switched to the left, pulling it out of my bra and aahing over it.  I stroked his hair and talked about how it made me feel.  He moaned sweetly.  He played between my legs outside my slacks.  He made me so wet!  The windows got completely steamed up! 
He took off his leather jacket, jeans and underwear – dark green men’s briefs!  Yay!  I was shocked that he’d get that naked.  He encouraged to me to disrobe completely but I was not doing anything I could not repair in 3 seconds if the mall cops tapped on the window!  
I took him in my hand… he was soft but that changed quickly!  I pumped him, twisted him, remembering the hand-job instructional video from Dick-n-Jane.com.  I licked my hand to get him wet and asked him what he likes.  He (unhelpfully) answered that he likes it all.  I talked to him about what I was going to do, trying to rev up his mind as I played with his body.  He said, “Aha… you’re going to be a chatty one.  I like that.”  
I took him in my mouth but could not get a very good angle.  He is on the large side of average!  I shifted around and managed to get him about halfway down into my mouth, licking, sucking… he moaned sweetly.  He suggested I get on my knees but there was not enough room.  I promised to do so in future when we get alone in a bed.  
My phone started to beep… I guessed Hubby was getting anxious because I told him I’d be gone an hour and it was getting to be two hours.  I retrieved my phone and sure enough he was worried, and he needed the car to take one of his girlfriends out for her birthday.  
So we pulled ourselves together, kissed a bit more, promised to meet soon at his beach house.  He drove me up to the street just after 7 pm.  He said he’d be busy picking up his wife and driving to NH, so I might not hear from him until morning, but that he’d had a lovely time and wanted to do more soon.  Whee!  I adore it when a man reassures me at the end of the first meet!  I drove home on cloud nine!  
Despite his warning, he emailed me four times in the next couple hours, as he waited for his wife at her place, as he sat with her at dinner (oddly not hungry!  hee!) and when he got home, reveling in the memories of tasting my nipple, encouraging me to think about when we can meet again so he can “ravage me.”  
This felt like the perfect meet to me – 
• a safe place close to home, 
• he was already there when I arrived early, 
• a great opening hug, 
• enough time to get a real impression, 
• wonderful (free) food, 
• a little time to explore alone in his car… and 
• assurances that we’d see each other soon with communication soon after.  
• he wrote back soon!  
Please please let this be a new day in my adventures… the advent of a second date right away!  
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The Sneeze Festival

Sunday, October 13, 2013 
From: Sassy 
To: Greg
Subject: Re: Connection 
Sent: Sun, Oct 13, 2013 10:42 AM
That was so fun!  Hope you’re having a fun Sunday.  
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From: Greg
To: Sassy
Re: Connection
Sent: Sun, Oct 13, 2013 11:38 AM 
ok. I must admit.  I’m having a fantasy about coming upon you parked in some lot, and taking another ride.  Have you had any similar thought?  Now I will be checking yahoo incessantly while I stroll Davis Square!!
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From: Sassy 
To: Greg
Subject: Re: Connection 
Sent: Sun, Oct 13, 2013 11:48 AM 
Ha!  You watching the HONK parade?  I will be in Davis but not until 5 pm.  Probably get out a little after 6 pm… is that too late for a ride? 
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From: Greg
To: Sassy
Subject: Re: Connection
Sent: Sun, Oct 13, 2013 12:15 PM 
Need be home prox 4. Free until then however. In south end now. What’s your early afternoon like?
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From: Sassy
To: Greg
Subject: Re: Connection 
Sent: Sun, Oct 13, 2013 12:39 PM 
Oh Greg… you tempt me so!  
Could we meet in Somerville at… 2 pm or 2:30 pm?  There’s a wooded parking lot off Central Street, at about 17 Willoughby Street, Somerville, MA.  I’ve only been there at night… not sure of its daytime possibilities, but worth a look?  
What are you thinking of doing?  🙂 
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From: Greg
To: Sassy
Subject: Re: Connection
Sent: Sun, Oct 13, 2013 12:46 PM 
Great. See you there at 2!!
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I raced to eat some lunch, shower and dress and head out to meet Greg!  It is so wonderful to be wanted, to read that urgency in his messages.  
I drove out to Somerville and turned down the street to the wooded parking lot.  There was Greg walking down the hill!  I pulled up beside him, rolled down the window and said, “Hiya hot stuff!”  He looked rather shocked, then realized it was me.  He climbed into the passenger seat and I rolled on to the back of the lot along a wall, shaded by trees but still more open than I would’ve liked. 
We kissed and he kept an eye out.   No one drove in there, but people walked through now and then.  I tried to get him to relax… so what if people see an older couple kissing?  It was tough for me to tell if the risk made him more excited or nervous.  Some mixture of both.  He put his hand up under my top, squeezing my breasts, pulling the left one out of my bra.  He had this way of flicking the nipple with his thumb while massaging the rest with fingers and twisting… made my clit buzz!   He pressed my clit with his palm through my jeans.  Mmmm…
I played with his stiff cock through his jeans, then undid his belt buckle, pulled down his zipper and worked his cock out into the open air.  He glanced around, very wary but there was no one around.  I squeezed him and circled him with my hand, pumping up and down.  I leaned over to suck him into my mouth.
He sneezed.  Achoooo!  Once…twice… three times.  He hid his face in his elbow.  I said “Bless you!”  He thanked me.  I looked into his eyes and… they were bloodshot and swollen!  
“Do you have cats?” he asked, sneezing twice more.  
“Yes… two cats.”  
“Ugh.  I’m allergic,” he sighed. 
“Oh no!  Can you take something?” I asked. 
“No… I’m on prostate meds.  The allergy meds conflict with them… ugh,” he explained.  My mind raced.  Was I going to lose a guy to pet dander?  I tried to think of ways we could get around this!  But even when I showered and wore fresh clothes… my car was probably not cleanable enough.  And… arrgh!  Even though this was a disaster, I had to repress a laugh.  Just my luck!  
“Keep going…” he asked, pressing my head into his lap.  I took him down my throat.  He sneezed and wheezed and I tried my best not to pay attention.  I sucked and licked, knowing I did not have long before he would have to stop.  He moaned sweetly between sneezes.  I was very glad I had his cock down my throat so I couldn’t laugh.  It’s not funny.  But it is.  I moaned and hummed, pumped him deep into my throat and swallowed all around him.  
He grabbed my hair, held me in place and came hard, his hips bucking, squirting shot after shot of white hot cum down my throat.   I got it all down.  Yum.  
He sneezed again, three more times!  His eyes were nearly swollen shut. 
“You need to go,” I stated.  He nodded.  
“I’m sorry, I…ACHOO!”  he sneezed four more times as he tucked himself back in and returned his pants to a decent configuration.  “Can you drop me at my car up on Highland?  ACHOO!”  
I righted my clothes, opened the windows, and drove him up the hill.  The air seemed to help, though his face was such a red mess! 
We got to the corner of the street he named and he asked me to stop there.  He kissed me once more, then popped out of the car and walked away. 
I sat there laughing. I know that’s so wrong of me but… how many different ways for a meet to go South can there be for me to discover?!  
I wrote him a note on my phone.  Poor man.  I hope he feels better soon. 
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From: Sassy
To: Greg
Subject: Re: Connection 
Sent: Sun, Oct 13, 2013 3:24 PM 

You are so fun! YUM!
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Meeting Greg

Friday, October 11, 2013
I woke up today feeling really chipper!  I do not have to go to work and I am meeting a nice guy for coffee!  Please, please let him be “normal!” 
I added him to my list of contacts.  And noticed that he was already there!  I had completely forgotten we emailed once in April!  Oops!  I don’t remember what happened!  He wrote, and I wrote back, almost the same exact words as this time,  and then… nothing.  Strange!  I wonder if he remembers… interesting that he tried again.  
We decided to meet at Starbucks at the mall.  He was already there when I walked up, with an iced chai latte in hand!  I asked him for a small drink and he got me a large!  Wow!  
He looks sort of like Lou Grant (Ed Asner) from the Mary Tyler Moore Show… rounder, balding, a big nose.  
But he is very charming, very curious, well-mannered.  He asked if I’d like to sit outside.  It was a beautiful fall day.  We found a bench in the sunshine in the park next door and he asked me a lot of questions.  He told me about his cheating history (a nine-year affair with a single woman) and his wife, clinically depressed with no sex drive.  He was easy to talk with!  I told him about some of my AM adventures.  
He didn’t recall emailing me in April!  Ha! 
After an hour he asked to walk me to my car in the garage.  We kissed leaning against the car.  We sat in the car, talking and touching.  He has very good hands – knows how to make my tits tingle!  It was a little scary in the garage with people driving by and cameras,  but we were quick and careful.  I gave him a world class Sassy blow job!  He came relatively quickly and then shrunk dramatically as I swallowed.  He looked blown away. And very happy. 
He asked for a ride to his car.  I drove him a couple of blocks and he got out at the corner, thanking me and walking away.  

He wrote me a lovely thank you note in the evening.  Whee!  
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From: Greg
To: Sassy 
Sent: Friday, October 11, 2013 7:43 PM
Subject: Re: Connection
Thank you lovely lady.  Such a delightful morning 🙂
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Meeting Landshark

Wednesday, October 2, 2013   
First meeting with a blog fan!  
First email: 
He wrote me a sweet fan email a little less than a month ago.

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from: Landshark
to:      Sassy
date:   Fri, Sep 6, 2013 at 11:29 AM
subject:  Blog
I’ve been an on and off reader of your blog (depends on how the real world intrudes).
Nevermind the salacious content – which is very enjoyable – as a south of boston resident – I also enjoy the restaurant recommendations!
If you ever need company at a local establishment 🙂
Keep up the blogging!
Evan
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Background
So…. Local blog fan!  Wow.  Lives about 30 minutes from me.  We got to know each other through back and forth emails and some phone calls.  He indulged me in taking my time,  Skinny 6′ 165 pounds.  Runner.  Travels a lot for business.  He is married with two kids.  Raised in NYC.  Still a Yankees fan despite living in MA for 20 years.  Blerg.  Why is every man who approaches me a damn Yankees fan?!
He sent the most creative photos I’ve ever seen, “Pieces” of the puzzle.  I saw his torso in the bathroom mirror with a towel around his hips and his upper half obscured by a steamed up mirror.  I saw his shoulder.  I saw his toes in the surf.  I saw his upper chest.  
About a week later he called me while he was alone in a hotel room.  
I have Google Voice so I don’t have to give out my real phone number.  It asks the caller’s name the first time you call, then asks if I want to accept the call.  Usually I get a nervous… “Uh.. Chris” from a guy.  This time I hear a very confident, “LandShark.”  I was laughing so hard I couldn’t talk when he came on the line!  So I chose that for his name.  I asked him if he knew what that reference was really about… a guy who worms his way into a lady’s place and ravages her.  “Oh yes,” he answers with an evil laugh.   
His phone kept cutting out, so he asked if we could switch to Skype.  I downloaded the app, signed up for an account and pinged him back in less than 3 minutes.  Whew!  He turned on the video option and showed me his belly button and his boxer briefs.  Yum.  Then we went back to voice only.  It has really good quality, must better than Google Voice.  I felt like I was lying next to him in bed.  
It was very early days.. I thought we’d just chat quickly, friendly, and he’d hear my sultry voice but we ended up talking for two hours and he went over the line very quickly into very sexy talk and made me cum twice!  Whee! 
We kept talking and emailing and finally he asked me out to dinner.   Told me to pick a place. 
We agreed to meet halfway.  Dinner and perhaps dessert in my car… if…. 
We emailed back and forth as we drove.  (While I was sitting at stoplights).  I told him what I was wearing and he told me.  He got there first.  I asked him to order me an iced tea.   He said he was in a booth in the back. 
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Dinner
7:45 pm Met at Ixtapa, the Mexican place in Lexington 
He was sitting in a back booth about 2/3rds of the way back.  Orange shirt, black jeans.
I had on my sleeveless black dress with the white dots, a black & white scarf around my arms,  my lucky black bra and tiger underwear, with black clogs.  
He stood up to give me a hug.  I “mmm”d in his ear.  He is skinny!   
There was my iced tea!  
We stared at each other for a long time.  His face is not good looking.  Not repulsive, but not handsome.  Homely.  He has a great body!  Sort of like… Vladimir Putin?  Sweet, but… dangerous.

Vladimir Putin
I ordered the Enchiladas Mazatlan, a seafood flour tortilla with rice and beans.  When the plate arrived, he said, “Aren’t you going to take a photo?”  Hee!  So fun being with someone who reads the blog and doesn’t mind my silly photos.

He complimented me on the restaurant, said he had not had Mexican in a while, that he had not eaten since breakfast, was so happy to walk in and be given chips and salsa to eat right away!  I beamed.  

We played with each other’s hands above the table.  I rubbed his thumb in a sassy way.  He said he wanted the demure lady to GO AWAY.  He wanted my sassy side.  I told him it’s like having an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other, arguing.  He said let the devil win tonight. 
He slid down a bit in his seat and rubbed his knee against mine.  Very sexy.  Made me tingle. 
He looked at the TV showing a soccer match, talked about playing in h.s. and teaching it at summer camp.  
The waitress asked if we were finished, or wanted dessert.  He deferred to me and I said no.  He smiled.  He asked if we could have dessert in my car.  I nodded and replied, “Sure.  Worth a try.”

He paid the bill.  I thanked him and we strolled out to my car.  He put his hand on my back and I started tingling even more.

Dessert

I started to ask if he was okay with me driving somewhere, and he grabbed my face for a kiss!   He seemed very nervous and it was not very good.  He put his hand in my hair to turn my face a bit and it got a little better.  He stopped and told me he was ready to roll. 
I had scoped out the parking lot behind a closed Panera.  It has a retaining wall, so no one can see in the front.  It has lights, but there are gaps.  And only a few cars.  I parked two spaces over from the last car. 
So we sat there and made out.  Kissing, groping, undoing buttons, teasing nipples, tasting.
He undid buttons on my dress and pulled a breast out from my bra and sucked my nippled.  Oh yes… 
He ran a finger down my leg, pulling up my dress, teasing around the edges of my underwear.  He fingered me just a bit, going too fast.  Then stopped.  Ugh.  He didn’t talk… bad.
The lights of the SUV two cars over flashed – we separated.  A guy got in.  Scratched a bunch of scratch lottery tickets.  Played on his phone.  ARGH!  We had a good laugh.  Then a woman came out and got in and they left.  Phew. 
We had another good laugh. I asked, “What would you like next?”
He put my hand between his legs.  I rubbed him.  He was VERY HARD.  I asked if he thought it was safe to undo his belt.  He looked around and nodded. So I unbuckled, unbuttoned, unzipped…teased a bit… running my finger around his waistband, slipping one finger under. 
I asked if he wanted to come out, thinking I’d take it out thru the slit in his underwear.  He rolled his jeans and underwear down to his knees!  I stared.  He said, “Here’s another piece of my puzzle for you to look at.”  He has gorgeous equipment…long… wide… well-formed.  He has those hip creases that make me swoon!  I was properly worshipful – told him he was beautiful.  He scoffed, said he’d been called many things but never that.  I told him I had seen quite a few and to trust me on this.  He smiled.
I played with him using my hand.  There was pre-cum already. I told him I wanted to taste it.  He nodded.  So I leaned over and did my thing – a first class sassy blow job!

I licked the crown, then blew on it.
He trembled.
I licked it from the bottom to the top, up and down each side.  He moaned softly.
I sucked his entire length deep into my throat.  He moaned louder.
I moved him in and out, sucking, smacking, pumping the skin tight up into my mouth.
I hummed… letting him know I enjoy tasting him.
He squirmed.
Licking, blowing, sucking, smacking, pumping, stroking his balls.
I looked up into his eyes like a good girl.
Between the odd angle and his larger size, I couldn’t deep throat him.  But every time I got pretty far, he moaned.  Very nice.

He rubbed my back, played down my ass crack, and put a hand in my hair, but didn’t push or pull.  As things progressed, his hips popped up toward me.  He told me he was very close…I stopped.  He was panting.  Mmm…. I was so revved up!

I asked him if he wanted to cum? He looked around and said yes. I told him he had to keep his eyes open… both to watch me and to be sure no one walked to their car a few spaces over.  I told him I wished I was little so I could climb on his lap and fuck him.  He said we’d get to that next time.  If I would let him see me again.  I smiled and said I would like that.  He smiled.  Guys don’t usually say anything about next time during a meet… so that was a wonderful surprise!  
So I revved him up again… hand, mouth…he moaned nicely, then warned me that he was going to cum and did.  I was marveling at how different he was from most others – very gentlemanly.  It was not my best effort… not spectacular, with all the limits of the car, but he was very polite, kind… sexy.  Perfect!  My inner muscles were pulsing… demanding equal time. 
So I swallowed… didn’t lose a drop… he didn’t even need a tissue.  HA!
So… okay… some pluses, some minuses… worth another meet… may get better… 
He fell asleep.  I watched him, listened to him breathe… stroked his arm.  It is such a luxury to be able to touch a man!
After awhile he woke up, smiled at me and apologized.  I asked him what he was thinking…
He mumbled something that amounted to, “I’m not… just so… mmmm.”  So I fried his brain. Hee!
I asked if I should return him to his car.  He said, “In a little while.”  He just kept lying there.
He finally rolled to me and kissed some more.  It was better this time.  Then he told me we could go. 
I drove back to the restaurant parking lot, got out for a long hug.  He got into his car and drove off. 
10 pm Good bye!

Afterwards
He wrote within 15 minutes!   This is the way to do it, gentlemen!

My phone went off as I was sitting at a light in front of a Dunkin Donuts.  I pulled in to their lot to read the message.  

The subject line was three asterisks.  *** 
I don’t know what that means.  Is that good? 
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from:  Landshark
to:      Sassy 
date:  Wed, Oct 2, 2013 at 10:17 PM
subject:  ***
not much else to say … mmmmmmmmmm
and then some.
looking forward to our next time together – when I can truly reciprocate for how good you made me feel tonight
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I waited until I got home, and was sure he could be home, before I responded.

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from:  Sassy
to:  Landshark
date:  Wed, Oct 2, 2013 at 11:25 PM
subject:  Re: ***

You… yum.  Thank you very very much for dinner, and dessert!  It was fun and delicious!  And for the magic words… next time!  Sweet dreams! 

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A very special evening.   I’m smiling!  I am ready for more!  I wonder how quickly we can schedule another meet? 
Yay for sexy local blog fans!  Another benefit to being a blogger!  
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The Lawyer Finally Fucks Me

Tuesday, September 3, 2013
So it’s the day after Labor Day and I am home from work extending my long holiday weekend.  I’m bopping around the net when The Lawyer pings me and chats along.  Finally about 2:30 pm he asked if he could see me.  Today.  After 4 pm.  
I showered, shaved, clipped my toenails, then tossed on a dark blue t-shirt and summer drawstring pants over my trademark black bra and panties.  I made an online reservation for the hotel, then drove over there, checked in and texted him the room number.  And waited.  I sat on the king size bed, taking in the room.  I looked out the window at the industrial landscape and highway.  I tried to decide if I should be naked when he arrived?  Just then there was a knock at the door!  Less than five minutes after my text!
He gave me a great hug, and I breathed in his scent. He kissed me slow and steady, escalating slowly from little nibbles to fierce tongue duels and nipping, twisting his head this way and that. I groped his ass and savored being alone with him at last!
I unbuttoned his classic button-down Brooks Brothers yellow shirt, and played with his nipple. He took off my t-shirt and marveled at my cleavage! He turned me to take off my bra and his eyes filled with wonder! He makes me feel so beautiful.
I took off his shirt, and we were skin-to-skin.  Ahhhh…. he sighed beautifully.  
He told me he wanted to sit me down on the bed and take off the rest of my clothes, if that way okay.  I nodded and he did it.  I watched him take off the rest of his clothes and draped them carefully over a chair.  I stared at his body and he shrugged, saying, “Not bad for an old man,” and I assured him he was not bad at all!  
He joined me on the bed and explored down my body, ending up between my legs with his mouth and fingers working magic.  Yowza.  I squirmed and shrieked and told him how amazing he made me feel!
  
I returned the favor, licking, twisting and pulling, then sucking loudly on his perfectly shaped straight mushroom top shaft.  He gasped and moaned and then whispered sweet phrases before he lost his ability to speak.  When he was very close, he asked me to stop.  I told him I like to swallow but he said he wanted to be inside me when he went over the edge.  He got up to grab a condom from his wallet and I helped him roll it on.  
We easily played our way through five positions starting with doggie which seemed like a big treat for him but I think of as standard… he got so deep!  Then we were side by side… him behind me, his right hand on my clit, his left under me on my breast, his cock buried inside me, pressing up… in and out… mmmm… he kept whispering “so sexy” and I believed him. 
I rode him like a good cowgirl for awhile, while he played with my breasts, then he flipped me around and lifted my legs to go in face-to face.  He had the most amazing look on his face… like this was THE BEST THING EVER!  It made me smile.  He flopped down and pulled me on him to ride again cowgirl style.  Amazing stamina this guy!  He asked if it was okay for him cum now… and I nodded.  He sped up a bit, bouncing his hips and pressing into me, then scrunched his face like this was hard work, groaned and filled the condom.  I clenched and pulsed and collapsed onto him.  
He rolled over to dispose of the condom, then returned to cuddle.  I asked if he was done or could I play some more.  He said he is usually done after he cums, but I was free to try.  I kissed my way down his body, told him about my juices flowing down my legs and how fabulous he had made me feel… I kissed his nipples… his belly button… his hips… then focused on his cock with my hand.  It sprung to attention quickly and he chuckled.  
I licked him from balls to crown, then took his entire shaft into my throat in one gulp.  He gasped and marveled at how I had made him ready again.  I played with his balls, asked if he’d like some ass play.  He told me he is vanilla, can be happy with the basics, but I can do what I want.  I rimmed him gently and he twisted in an odd way, so I went back to sucking him, bobbing up and down, pulling him into my mouth until I was rewarded with a stream of hot white cum!  I swallowed every drop.  He said that had not happened in a long, long time and I smiled.  
He said it was getting time for him to leave and headed to the shower.  I asked if I could talk to him while he did that and he said that would be great!  I used the toilet and we chatted.  He marveled at how comfortable it is to be with me.  I told him I enjoyed myself, and hoped to do it again soon.  He said he’d check his calendar.  I didn’t believe him.  
We continued to talk as he dressed and was transformed back into the button-down lawyer. I stayed naked until after he left.  He kept looking at me like I was the beautiful woman in the world.  
Right at the 3-hour mark about 7 pm, he kissed me, opened his wallet to put the cost of the room on the table by the window, and left.  I had a moment of feeling like a prostitute but it passed.  Reimbursement for the room.  It’s fine. Really. 
I dressed and rested a bit, coming down slowly from the high of great sex.  I found another blogger on chat and shared my joy!  
I was starving, so I picked up take-out from The Ninety-Nine restaurant across the parking lot and headed home to eat.  
I sat at my desk and told the gang in the chat room about my adventure.  They were astounded that he came back after a year, and that he finally followed through.  And that it went well.  And I finally got back in the game after the mess in July.
Yes indeed.  Miracles do happen! 
by

Kissing, Dirty Talk

Sunday, August 25, 2013
7:45 am
I got up and started my ablutions – face washed, teeth brushed, shower, legs shaved!  
=======
From: Glider 
To: Sassy
Sent; Aug 25, 2013 7:54 AM
Re: Training
Confirmed
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From: Sassy
To: Glider
Sent; Aug 25, 2013 8:00 AM
Re: Training
Yay!  *bounce bounce*
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From: Glider
To: Sassy
Sent: Sunday, August 25, 2013 8:05 AM
Subject: Re: Training
Pucker up
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From: Sassy
To: Glider
Sent; Aug 25, 2013 8:00 AM
Re: Training
You wanna kiss? 
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From: Glider
To: Sassy
Sent: Sunday, August 25, 2013 9:25 AM
Subject: Re: Training
Oh yes
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From: Sassy
To: Glider
Sent; Aug 25, 2013 9:30 AM
Re: Training
See some skin?  
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From: Glider
To: Sassy
Sent: Sunday, August 25, 2013 9:31 AM
Subject: Re: Training
Mmmmmm
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From: Sassy
To: Glider
Sent; Aug 25, 2013 9:40 AM
Re: Training
Here’s one of my all-time favorite kisses… great way to start the day.  With GROPING!
-S
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From: Glider
To: Sassy
Sent: Sunday, August 25, 2013 9:41 AM
Subject: Re: Training
Great start to the day
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From: Sassy
To: Glider
Sent; Aug 25, 2013 9:42 AM
Re: Training
Leaving now… 
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From: Glider
To: Sassy
Sent: Sunday, August 25, 2013 9:44 AM
Subject: Re: Training
Ok
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From: Sassy
To: Glider
Sent; Aug 25, 2013 9:51 AM
Re: Training
Blue dodge grand caravan – look for it
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From: Glider
To: Sassy
Sent: Sunday, August 25, 2013 9:54 AM
Subject: Re: Training
Will do
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If brevity is the soul of wit, he is the wittiest guy ever! 
So 7 emails later with teasing and details about my car and a sexy gif… I was out the door in my black dress with the white polka dots that unbuttons all the way down the front, a black bra, white panties with black polka dots, and black clogs driving my car driving west for meet #2 with Glider! 
10:30 am 
I got to the meeting place early, drove around looking for the perfect spot.  I parked aways from the restaurant, near some workers’ cars.  
10:40 am 
He pulled in one space over in the next row of spaces in a mostly empty lot.  He got in my car and I stared at him.  He is so gorgeous!  I thought my mind was playing tricks on me, making me think he looks like George Clooney, but he really does!  And do I dare say it?  Better, because of his blue eyes!  Just looking at this man drives me wild! 
George Clooney
I offered to sit with him in the back seat but he chose the front.  I told him I’d found a better spot in the parking lot next door, asked if it would be okay to drive him over there.  He said sure and we made our way over to the tree-lined back corner of the TGI Friday’s lot next to their storage container.  
He smiled at me and winked, then pulled me in for a kiss.  It went on and on… and on.  Yum.  I put my hand on his face, rubbed around to the back of his neck, felt the hair on his back.  He has very fine white hair back and front, nice to play in!  
He had on a cream cotton casual button-down shirt and khaki shorts with Teva sandals.  I played with his left nipple… he is very sensitive there, gets this look of ecstasy whenever I go anywhere near there.  I unbuttoned his shirt, tweaked the nipple with my finger.  I licked my finger and swirled the moisture around his bud.  He moaned.  I pressed and he said pinch it.  I did.  His eyes rolled back.  Twist it.  I did.  Pull it.  I did.  I leaned over and took it in my mouth, sucking loudly.  Bite it.  I did, sucking and biting until his hips popped toward me.  I asked if he’d tried clamps, he nodded, unsure of my reaction by smiling when I smiled and winked in response.  
We talked about vibrators and masturbation sleeves and cock rings and prostate massage and rimming.  He said I am a wild cat.  I said he could get behind me and spank me a couple of times for being so bad before he grabbed my hips to pull me onto his gorgeous cock.  
He pulled me up for another long kiss.  When he took a breath, I asked him to put his fingers in my hair, make a fist, and pull.  He complied perfectly, twisting my head and yanking my arm while he devoured my lips.  He had not shaved in a couple of days and the stubble felt amazing on my face.  
I asked if he had always been in Massachusetts – he shook his head.  I asked where before that?  He said upstate NY.  I smiled and said me too.  I asked where?  near Syracuse.  I told him about my town and we smiled. 
We talked about what we might do some day soon… alone in a bed in a room… undressing each other until we’re naked… lots of skin, more kissing, more touching, more dirty talk.  
I took his hand and placed it on my breast.  I unbuttoned the top two buttons of my dress, and he said, ‘Mmm… black is so sexy,” then plunged his finger into my cleavage, sliding slowly in and out.  “Going to put my cock there,”  he whispered.  I smiled.  I slipped my bra strap off so he could take my breast out of my bra.  He made a very appreciative gasp.  Then even deeper when he could see my nipple.  He sat back in his seat, stunned.  
“I told you I had the breasts thing going on,” I teased him.  He smiled over at me.  “Dream come true,” he whispered and leaned in to kiss me again.  
I ran my hand up under his shorts, asked if he’d worn them on purpose to give me access, “Nah… it’s summer,” he said but with an evil smile.  I finally found his cock with my finger and he gave me the hottest look.  It was hard and felt nice but I couldn’t get much leverage, petted it with my index finger.   I asked if I could lean over and suck it.  He gasped, looked around and replied “Not today… soon.  People starting to park too close.”  So I sucked on my finger, made loud slurping noises while he stared and smiled. 
I took his hand and put it on my knee.  He gathered up my dress until he was touching my skin above the knee.  “So soft… so white,” he sighed.  He trailed upwards, teasing with his finger along the side of my panties, crossing to the other side with a slight press in the middle that sent me spiraling upward.   
He began a delicious patter about what he would do… not today… soon… he was going to touch my swollen lips then slip a finger inside… then two fingers.. my eyes widened and so did his… then he rubbed his thumb and forefinger together in front of my face and said, “When I find your clit?  This.”  and I smiled.  He smiled an evil smile.  
“Do it now,” I begged.  “Please… help me cum,” I requested.  
“Soon… but not today,” he teased, pressing on my slit.  I squirmed and he slapped once.  
“Please… [his name]… slide your fingers under… touch me,” I asked.  He did it for about 3 seconds, then settled back into his seat.  Damn.  What does this mean?  I suppose when he writes, “Kissing, dirty talk” that is what he’ll do.  But it makes me wonder why he is going so slowly.  
I asked him what he wanted next.  He said he had to leave soon.  He asked if I would play when I got home.  He said he’d like to watch that someday.  I asked if he was going to play, and told him I’d like to watch that.  Maybe he should call me, let me listen.  He told me I was so hot emailing him about phone sex.  He recited the steps I had listed to prep…  Get yourself alone.. NAKED… tune up your vocal chords, flex that hand, grab your lube of choice and dial!  
He rolled his eyes and said “You are a very bad girl. And a very good kisser!”  
I said, “There is something about the word ‘lube’ eh?”  He grinned.  He kissed me again, pulled my hair again.  He said he really had to go.  I drove him back to his car.  He kissed me once more, said he wanted to hear me say, “Fuck me.  Fuck me now.”  
I smiled and replied,”…. soon!”  
I told him to be careful, not act too happy when he got home, or too skittish.  He joked about his wife asking him what he’d been up to while she was out, “WHY?  UH…NOTHING!” heh.  I told him about the three rules for extramarital relations… he nodded and said they made sense.  
12 noon 
He pecked me on the cheek and hopped out of the car.  I got out of the car and strolled toward Olive Garden.  
“Where are you going?” he asked. 
“To get sausages,” I answered.  
“Where?” he asked, puzzled. 
“In there…,” I replied, pointing to the Olive Garden restaurant.  
“For real?” He asked, chuckling.  
“Yup,” I answered.  “Gotta take something more than memories home.”  
He laughed and got into his car.  He drove past me and whistled.  I didn’t look back, just strutted my stuff into the restaurant and ordered sausages. 
by

Meeting The Lawyer Again

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Background:
The Lawyer was the first AM man I met.  We exchanged emails for a week about a year ago, then had a delightful lunch on a beautiful Thursday afternoon in September 2012, and kissed in the parking lot of the church down the street.  He charmed me.  We talked through October.  He asked me if a hotel could be our next meet and I said yes.  He disappeared.  I wrote back at Thanksgiving and again at New Year’s.  Nothing came of it.  


A second chance:
He pinged me in Yahoo IM today. When I saw his name, I thought I’d hit the wrong button somehow… I was in the midst of emailing with Glider that I met yesterday.  

·       11:29 AM
The Lawyer: hello, sweet lady!
·       11:29 AM
Sassy: Hiya!
·       11:29 AM
The Lawyer: how are you doing?
·       11:30 AM
Sassy: I’m great! You?
·       11:33 AM
The Lawyer: pretty good, overall… enjoying the summer??
·       11:33 AM
Sassy: Been a rough summer
·       11:34 AM
Sassy: Mom had open heart surgery end-of-May
·       11:34 AM
Sassy: and a stroke in the midst of recovery
·       11:34 AM
Sassy: so she went from fully functional, live alone, etc. to needing someone there most of the time
·       11:35 AM
Sassy: So I’ve been dealing with her, and my sisters to split the work
·       11:36 AM
The Lawyer: ouch… Western Mass, right? Do you have to go out there regularly?
·       11:36 AM
Sassy: No, she’s nearby, thank goodness!
·       11:36 AM
Sassy: You been getting some time off?
·       11:38 AM
The Lawyer: unfortunately, no– been a very rough work-summer– hoping to get a few days off before Labor day– but I imagine you’ve been working throughout as well!
·       11:38 AM
Sassy: This week and next are the craziest of the year for me.
·       11:38 AM
The Lawyer: getting ready? 
·       11:38 AM
Sassy: yup
·       11:39 AM
Sassy: You finding lovely ladies to play with?
·       11:39 AM
The Lawyer: I wish– how about you?? finding a beau??
·       11:40 AM
Sassy: You on the shelf? That is awful! You are such a catch!
·       11:41 AM
The Lawyer: awww… C’mon… my problem is that I drop out of sight from time to time– I’m certainly no catch!
·       11:41 AM
Sassy: I’ve been trying… had a very bad meet in July that made me very skittish but I am starting to try again
·       11:43 AM
The Lawyer: I always regretted my behavior with you, for multiple reasons!
·       11:43 AM
Sassy: Eh… stuff happens.
·       11:43 AM
Sassy: I was thinking of you yesterday in fact
·       11:43 AM
Sassy: And smiling
·       11:44 AM
Sassy: But thanks for saying
·       11:44 AM
The Lawyer: well….. I’d certainly be interested, if you ever were….
·       11:45 AM
Sassy: I am
·       11:46 AM
The Lawyer: really? I have very fond memories of a church parking lot!
 11:47 AM
Sassy: Yes. That was soo hot
·       11:47 AM
Sassy: I walked by there yesterday
·       11:47 AM
Sassy: thought of my hand in your front pocket.  😉
·       11:48 AM
The Lawyer: mmmn…. it was all good… combination of kissing you and our bodies pressed together….
·       11:51 AM
Sassy: Yes. Oh yes. Ahem. YES!
·       11:52 AM
The Lawyer: mmmn… I would very much like to renew our acquaintance, m’lady… what say you?
·       11:53 AM
Sassy: Yes please.
·       11:54 AM
The Lawyer: mmmn.. let’s have lunch or something, then…
·       11:54 AM
Sassy: Sounds great!
·       11:56 AM
The Lawyer: tomorrow?
·       11:58 AM
Sassy: I have a staff lunch from 12-1:30 pm…
·       11:59 AM
Sassy: Ugh!
·       11:59 AM
The Lawyer: ok, we’ll figure it out– when would be good?
·       12:01 PM
Sassy: I am looking at the calendar…
·       12:02 PM
Sassy: Do you have options other than lunch? or does that get really tricky?
·       12:02 PM
The Lawyer: do-able, but may take a little planning
·       12:05 PM
Sassy: I’m sorry… I am usually completely flexible but I am looking at running meetings or conference Th/F, M/Tu and W/Th! Ugh. After next week, much easier!
·       12:05 PM
The Lawyer: any suggestions?
·       12:06 PM
Sassy: later afternoon?
·       12:06 PM
Sassy: breakfast?
·       12:07 PM
Sassy: I’d much rather be with you… sigh
·       12:08 PM
The Lawyer: where are you now?
·       12:08 PM
Sassy: work
·       12:08 PM
Sassy: Can you do today lunch?
·       12:08 PM
Sassy: Yes!
·       12:09 PM
The Lawyer: can leave in 3 minutes to catch redline– where shall we meet?
·       12:09 PM
Sassy: wherever you say…
·       12:09 PM
The Lawyer: I’m pretty open– name a place
12:11 PM
Sassy: Hmm…
·       12:11 PM
Sassy: Border Cafe on Church Street? or Grafton Street Grille on Mass Ave
·       12:12 PM
Sassy: John Harvard’s?
·       12:12 PM
The Lawyer: Border cafe– sounds great– about 20/30 min.
·       12:12 PM
Sassy: Okay.
·       12:12 PM
Sassy: Yay!
·       12:12 PM
The Lawyer: see you– I’m leaving right now!!
·       12:13 PM
Sassy: You are awesome!

He apologized so sweetly for not following up last year, and asked me to lunch.  In 20 minutes!  I dashed out to meet him.  He was already there!  We hugged “like old friends do” and he led me into the restaurant. He is so tall and trim! He looked handsome in a fancy tailored suit and button-down dress shirt. We got a quiet booth at the back and traded stories. He told me about his kids, and his adventures and we got nostalgic about the good old days working downtown. He has the most wonderful smile and a twinkle in his eyes. He looks at me like I am very sexy, if a bit bizarre because of the strange men I wind up meeting. He makes me smile.

As we left the restaurant, he said he needed to kiss me again.  I was a total hussy – I pulled him into the doorway of a closed business and snogged him, right there on the street!  He held me close and kissed me back with abandon! I rubbed my hips against him and he moaned into my mouth. It was so tough to stop… I wanted to unbutton his shirt and… sigh.  He makes me feel so alive! So treasured!

He said he would go back to the office and check his calendar.  I thought I’d never see him again. He said September.  For real. I didn’t believe him.


by

Meeting Glider

I am soaring!  Best first meet ever!  I feel like I can fly without an engine!

I was very bad, in a good way.  He inspired me!

Thursday 8/15/13
He winked me on AM.  
Age 52.  6’0” 215 pounds.  Sounds about right. 
It was my first contact since the jerk in July, so I was skittish.  His profile was very terse but there was a spark there.  So I wrote him back. Made him laugh, he said.  Seduced him, he said.  
Friday 8/16/13
He wrote to me first thing in the morning.  Adore that!  We chatted on Yahoo IM much of the day.  Testing the waters.  Circling around each other. 
Saturday and Sunday 
We emailed. I asked him the funky questions – favorite music, tickets to any event in history, favorite woman’s body part, fantasy I can help fulfill, when he lost his virginity, what women say surprises them about him, etc. trying to get some clues to his personality. 
Monday 8/19/13
He emailed me early and IMd me again.  Told me he had a business meeting in my city.  He wanted to be bold.. he wanted to see me.  I told him no.  I sent him snippets from Kat’s blog about her Seattle guy to read.  I sent him a .gif and a 5 min BJ video. 
1) Over the edge of the bed
10-sec .gif
2) “The Black Gift” 
Camille Crimson giving a blow job
5 min video 
He watched them right away, told me what he liked, how he’d improve on them.  Yes! 
He emailed at lunch, said he had an hour, asked me to lunch.  I couldn’t leave my desk for that long – busy day.  He wrote back asked what he should do?  I told him to call me.  I gave him my Google Voice # and went into a private office of someone on vacation.  
We talked.  He has a wonderful deep voice – smooth and sexy.  He asked about other AM men I’d met.  We talked about porn.  He said he was smitten.  No woman had sent him porn before! 
He cajoled me into meeting him for coffee.  I told him to meet me at Starbucks.  He knew where the one closest to me was.  Said he’d be there in 15 minutes.  He told me he was wearing a white dress shirt and blue suit pants.  I told him I also had on blue pants, and blue top with white squiggles. 
2:25 pm
The meet
I walked over to Starbucks and he was sitting at a table outside.  He smiled as I crossed the street.  We hugged and he kissed me on the cheek.  He had silver hair, beautiful blue eyes, nice shoulders covered by a very classy white button-down shirt.  He was mesmerizing!  He looks like George Clooney!  I adored looking at him.  I thought, “I will do just about anything to keep looking at this man!” 
We went in to Starbucks and he bought me an iced chai latte!  He got one too!  I stood close to him, patted on him.  I was so nervous… I was giggling.  He noticed.  I took deep breaths.  He stared at me like I was beautiful.  He made me feel beautiful.  And sexy.  
He asked me where I’d like to sit.  I asked if we could sit in his car.  He put a hand on my back and led me to it down the street.  I could feel the sparks arcing from his hand through me!  
In his car
He turned on the car and said, “I am not trying to kidnap you, just want the a/c on.”  I smiled at him.  He stared at me, asked if I was glad to be there.  I asked if he was a salesman.  He stared at me and I knew I had guessed right.  He smiled and nodded.  I told him I’m an office manager. 
I asked him what he wanted right that moment.  He said, “Kiss you.”  I replied “Do it.”  He slowly leaned over and pressed his lips on mine.  And we kissed.  And kissed and kissed.  I explored his face and neck with my right hand.  I traced his ear.  He sighed and stopped and stared at me.  I played with his very trim white chin covering and mustache, told him I liked it.  He smiled. I traced his lips with my finger, pressed in and out of his mouth and he sucked on it.  We kissed more.  I nibbled on his lower lip.   I told him I wanted to muss his hair… he said, “Better not,” and I nodded.  “Don’t worry, I won’t… this time,” I sassed him.
I played with his nipple.  He made a very happy face and I asked “sensitive there?”  “Oh yes,” he replied, moaning a little as I flicked it, made his dress shirt rub against it.  I told him if we were alone, I’d put my mouth on it… suck it… flick it with my tongue, suck it, bite it gently.  He looked like that was a very good idea.  He closed his eyes and savored my touch.  He said he’d reciprocate.  We kissed more. 
We noticed that a couple of construction guys were smoking on the sidewalk about 10 feet away and staring at us.  One of them gave him a thumbs-up.  He asked if it was okay to move the car to a more private spot.  I hesitated slightly and he reassured me, said he’d only go a block or so away, only if I felt okay with it.  He said he didn’t want us to get arrested.  I nodded.  He pulled around the corner to a quieter side street.  He said he would have to go in about 10 minutes but he wanted to make the best of it.  We kissed more, got into a duel of tongues.  
He asked me what I was thinking… I told him I was seeing a room with a bed.  He growled “naked” and I melted.  I adore a man who will let me talk, and add to it!  
He started staring at my chest.  I asked if he wanted to see the famous cleavage.  He smiled.  I pulled my top down and his eyes bugged out.  Heh.  I told him to put his finger there.  He did and then he sucked on it!  Very sexy move.  I told him to think about other things he might put down there.  His eyes got very big.  
I put his hand on my breast.  He squeezed and pressed. Mmmm
I grabbed his hand, kissed his palm then put his index finger in my mouth… I sucked on it, made slurping noises and looked up at him.  He gave me a look of fire.  Such beautiful blue eyes. 
3 pm
Parting
He said he had to go.  He kissed me again, squeezed my leg.  I played my way from his knee to his crotch and he squirmed in his seat.  He sat back and put the car in gear, asked me where I wanted to be dropped off.  I told him to take me back to Starbucks.  He pulled into the parking lot, gave me parting kiss and then I got out of the car.  He waved as he drove off.  I strolled down the sidewalk feeling lighter than air!  I was shaking… and soooo wet.

He emailed me about 1 minute later.  “Wow.” 

I wrote back.  “Yum.” 
He wrote “More.” 
I got 11 emails after he left me!  Terse but very special words.

Ah, nothing like new relationship energy!!!!!

by

Alone with The Body

Wednesday, July 10, 2013 Part 3
D) Meet #2
He called me about 5:30 pm (as I was driving home from work) to say he was done with his meeting and headed home and could be ready by 7:00 pm.  I said great, went off to run an errand with Hubby and pick up supper from McDonald’s.  
He texted me at 6:49 pm to say he was home.  I told him I’d be there in 30 minutes.  He told me to call when I got to his street and he’d show me where to park to be discreet with the neighbors. 
I brushed my teeth and washed my hands and face then drove out there.  It was raining and the traffic was awful but I finally made it about 7:40 pm.  I parked around the corner and called him.  He guided me to a spot in front of the house two doors down from him.  He met me at the door, gave me a big hug and took me to the kitchen for a glass of water.  He was drinking red wine from a carton with a spicket in the fridge.  He had on a striped polo shirt and black running pants with a white stripe down the outside of each leg.  He has short buzz cut gray hair.  He is very fit! 
We talked a little, then he took off his shirt and went into his bedroom.  There was no a/c in there.  UGH.  He asked if he could take a couple photos – set up a tripod with a little camera and did that.  I asked what he would do with them and he said they weren’t going anywhere, just give him something to look at when I’m not around.  I know… I’m stupid. 
He sat on the edge of the bed and helped me undress.  He massaged and kissed my left breast.  I asked if he’s a boob man – he replied that he is an everything man.  He pulled off his running pants and was naked underneath.  Nice.  I stared at his cock.  He put on a thin purple plastic cock ring.  I had never seen one before.  He has a beautiful body but has been in the sun too much – his skin has the super dark reddish tan that just looks stupid to me these days.  
I finished undressing and he stood in front of me.  I sucked on him a little but he backed me off saying he didn’t want to come right then.  I figured he was going to be a one-time only comer.  Most men my age are.  He pulled me to the edge of bed, grabbed a purple rabbit, lubed it and popped my toy cherry!  I told him it was my first time and he smiled.  The vibrations were really something!  He told me hold my legs up and out, which is not comfortable.  I know the position to keep my legs apart and flat, but he wanted them up and kept pushing them back into that position.  Ouch. Ugh.  He was rather forceful with the rabbit… didn’t give me a chance to get wet and it hurt on the inswing, so I told him and he slowed down a bit for a moment but then sped up again.  He was going really fast and I got sore very quickly.  He was hitting my cervix and it hurt.  Ouch!  I twisted and close my legs to relieve that, but he kept on, so I finally said, “That hurts!” and he backed off.  There was blood. Ugh!  He kept on going.  I was starting to get afraid.  This isn’t fun.  But I kept going.  Maybe it will get better? 
He flipped me up the bed on my back, then climbed over me and presented me with his cock to suck while he sucked on me.  I kinda hate 69…I had told him that.  I can’t concentrate – but I did my best and he had to back me off again because he was about to come.  He handed me the rabbit and told me to fuck his ass with it!  I asked if he wanted it hard or slow and he said, “medium.”  I had no idea what to do, and I couldn’t really see because I was under him.  I rubbed it backed and forth, then pressed it inside him a little, then further in and out, and a bit further and out, while sucking him.  At one point he moaned and told me to shove it all the way.  I did that and deep-throated him.  He moaned beautifully.  He told me to stop so he wouldn’t cum.  I don’t recall anything he did to me in that position because I had to focus on sucking and fucking him.  It was all about him. 
He told me to sit on his face.  I was afraid I’d squish him and said so.  He said he could handle it, pulled my arm hard to get me into position.  I tried to play a bit as I made my way up there, licking his nipples and kissing him, but he urged me to hurry up and over.  I really didn’t want to do 69 again, but he didn’t react to what I did so I went along.  It is not fun when you try to make a guy feel good and he just pushes you to do what he has planned.  
He sucked me while I sucked him.  It felt good to shift back and forth over his face, as I could control the pace a bit.  He pushed my head down to suck him again, though it is not ideal due to my tummy.  I took him to the edge again with my mouth, licking his balls and then deep-throating him while he moaned.  I stopped and he said keep sucking! I explained that it was tough to focus when he was sucking on me, but he pushed my head down.  Sigh.  Again, I don’t know what he did to me after that.  Looks like this is going to be all about sucking him and nothing about me. 
He pulled me to the end of the bed on my hands and knees, put on a condom and entered me doggie style.  That felt really good.  He is not long but wide… very good fit.  He went in and out a few times, kneading my ass with his hands and making low groans.  It started to hurt, so I shifted a little and asked him what he saw and all he said was, “It’s so good, going in…”  I felt cheated because I couldn’t see and he wouldn’t tell me.  I had to go into my imagination which detracted from it.  After about 3 minutes, he flipped me over, pulled my heels to his shoulders, pumped a few times, looked me in the eyes, moaned and came.  I smiled at him.  That was very hot!  He collapsed next to me for about 10 seconds.  I was hoping he would now let me do things, or I could request some way to get off.  
He got up and got me my glass of water, then went into the kitchen and turned on the TV and checked his phone.  I sat on the edge of the bed, a bit stunned.  No cuddling? No pillow talk?  Was he done?  Before I had a chance to cum?  But I was relieved to have a break.
He called to me, said he would need a few minutes to recover.  I got up and headed to the bathroom.  That’s when I noticed the blinking red light on the camera sitting on the tripod at the end of bed.  He had recorded the entire thing!  Argh… 
I found him at the kitchen table, drinking more wine, with his running pants back on.  I sat with him, naked at the kitchen table, and we chatted.  and chatted.  I touched his arm, held his hand.  He told me about running the Boston marathon.  About his dad dying of cancer.  I mentioned my dad dying while I was in chemo.  He talked about his work in construction and real estate.  About the end of his marriage.  About a girlfriend he broke up with a month ago. How he’s moving.  He gave up his apt to move in with GF but then they broke up so he’s going to live with his sister until he finds something else.  About looking for a new job.  He asked me why I can’t leave my husband.  He wanted to know where I work. I was vague.  He asked about my condo – real estate guy questions.  We talked about the Whitey Bulger trial.
I stood up to get more water and kissed him a little.  He got up to check his phone.  I knew then he was done. He finally told me he didn’t think he could go again.  I offered to use some of my talents on him.  He said I was very talented (the only compliment I got the entire time I was there) but he said he had things to do and he wasn’t kicking me out but I should go unless I wanted to help him with his resume.

I took the hint and got dressed and took off.  He gave me a very nice hug on the way out.  I thanked him for popping my toy cherry.  He laughed and said, “My pleasure.”  He said he’d be in touch.  He went out on the porch to check around and told me the coast was clear.  I went to my car.  I texted Hubby to tell him I was on my way home, ask if he needed me to pick up anything. 

by

Meeting The Body

Wednesday, July 10, 2013
To: The Body
From: Sassy
Sent: Wednesday, July 10, 2013 12:11 PM
Subject: Time change? 
Hiya Hot Stuff! My meeting was cancelled, so my calendar is open now.  If you want to meet earlier, me know.  If not, you will see my smiling face at 2 pm. 
-S
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From: The Body
To: Sassy
Sent: 12:16 pm 
Subject: re: Time Change?
I will call shortly and head down
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This meet almost didn’t happen.   He put my phone number into his phone wrong.  And then he wrote me email to tell me that and say he was on his way, and I never got it!  He showed it to me on his phone, but I never got it.   I did find the email later… in my spam filter!  Argh. Tech hates me! 
B) Meet #1 
I never heard from him, so I went out to meet him at 2 pm.  As I sat in Starbucks, I wondered if I should’ve waited for his call.  I sat there until 2:15 pm, then headed to the little grocery next door to pick up a late lunch.  He was coming out the door!  I didn’t catch it, but he did and called my name “Sassy?”  Why was he in the grocery?  Why didn’t he go into Starbucks?
I turned around and gave him a quick hug.  He had on jeans and a striped polo shirt, with very short gray hair.  His stats on AM looked about right in terms of age, height and weight.  He has a great smile and beautiful eyes.  He looked a bit like Harrison Ford in his short haircut days.

                                 Harrison Ford
He pointed to his car parked on the street and suggested we go sit there and talk.  I had told him to park in the grocery lot – where it free, sheltered with trees and not many people pass by.  But he didn’t listen. Of course, people were streaming by on the street and driving past and it was a little nerve-wracking. 
We started to talk and he reached for me.  He tweaked my nipple and said, “Wow!  They are huge!”  We kissed quickly then he broke it off and looked around.  He pressed me back into my seat and put his hand down my pants and poked around until he found my clit and proceeded to drive me crazy!  He was going too fast and rough, but I assumed he realized time was short and thought this was how to excite me in record time.  I buried my face in his neck, nibbled on his ear, made squeaky noises and then started a little dialog about what he was doing and what was going to happen if he didn’t stop.  I was just about ready to cum when he stopped.  A woman was locking up her bike to the parking meter right beside the car!  We laughed and sat back and took deep breaths.  
She left and no one was around, so he unzipped his fly, took my hand and said touch me.  I pulled him out just a bit so I could see, then licked my hand and pumped him a bit.  There was pre-cum.  I told him I really wanted to put my mouth on him.  He said be quick, so I leaned over and sucked him twice then sat back up.  I tried to kiss him again but he didn’t want to.  Haven’t run into that before. 
He said, “I really wish we could be naked.  Come over to my place later?  I’ll be there after about 6 pm.  Come over and we’d have a place where no one was around.” I didn’t answer right away and he said, “Well, I’ll be there…”
I told him he was very tempting… he smiled.  I said I’d like to see him.  We worked out that he would call me after his last meeting that he thought would be over about 6 pm.
He said he had to go, kissed me on the cheek and I got out of the car.  
Elapsed time: 15 minutes
I went back to the office and found his email… in my spam filter! 
So this was the 13th AM guy I’ve met. Will he call me?  Will I get to be alone with him?  Will I get to have sex?!   I hope that 13 turns out to be a lucky number!