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Meet #2 Longer than 10 minutes

September 7, 2015 Monday Labor Day 
I got up early, ate a bowl of cereal, hung out on the internet for awhile, then showered, shaved and got dressed.  I drove over to the Cambridge Brewing Company, found a nice parking spot on the street less than a block away and strolled to the restaurant right on time for our noon meet.  It was wicked hot outside! 

The restaurant was locked up tight!  There was a sign, “Closed for the Holiday.”  Huh.  I went around to the patio and there he was typing on his phone.  He smiled and gave me a quick hug.  We puzzled over why the place was closed.  No notice of that on their web site.  

We decided to go over to the mall.  I offered to drive, as he isn’t familiar with this area.  So we walked back to my car. I parked on the upper level of the garage and he chose PF Chang’s for lunch.  I threaded my way through the mall and back out to the restaurant.  We got a corner banquet table.  He sat across from me rather than beside me.  He ordered the kung pao chicken lunch special with a spring roll.  I got my usual hot & sour soup with the spicy green beans side. And the strawberry cucumber limeade.  He said he was considering a beer, but he is a bit of beer snob and they have only mediocre choices.  I pointed out the Dogfish Head and a couple others that people at my office like.  He said since he was driving he’d better not, so he drank water. 
The food came out quickly and we munched and chatted.  It turns out he is a teacher!  I would not have thought that.  He looks more like a lawyer or insurance exec.  He had on a golf shirt and khaki pants.  

We talked about where we were raised, Thanksgiving traffic, and random things.  After the food was cleared he asked how long I’d been on AM and how I’d fared.  I tried to get him to go first, but he said he told me his name, so I get to answer this question!  I told him about Philip finding me and then joining AM three years ago this weekend and then 17 first dates, and finally two nice men from NH and a year on the shelf.  He told me about being on for 6 years, having several long-term relationships, still in touch with several.  We talked about expectations – passion, fun, no “bunny boiling.”   He said he had been very lucky to find nice, normal women who like sex.  

He looked at my watch at 1:30 pm and said he had to go.  He paid the bill.  I offered cash but he declined.  We made our way back to my car in the parking garage.  He said he had a few more minutes… could we sit in the car?  Sure thing.  I got in and cranked up the air-conditioning! 

He asked me if I had ever done anything sexy outside and I told him very briefly about my time in the cemetery with the Blog Fan.  

He said, “I can kiss you now.”  I looked over and laughed, “Oh really?”  He laughed and leaned over.  It was a good start.  I put my hard on his face and let him control it.  I moaned softly.  He kissed me deeply, then backed away, saying, “Oh yes… I think we can have fun.”  

Turns out I had no cash – I had given it all to Mom yesterday!  So he paid for my parking too.  Luckily it was only $3.99.  I pulled up near his car back over near the bar.  He kissed me again, weaving his fingers into my hair and going deep with his tongue, then sighed and said he really had to go.  He kissed me once more and was gone.


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Meet #2 Double use of a room

September 5, 2015 Saturday

[If you missed my first meet with Brett yesterday, pop back to read that first.]
Before we left the hotel room yesterday, he asked me if I’d like to make double-use of the hotel room by meeting him again in the morning?  I’d heard of that happening but never gotten to do it!  I was really excited and pleased to meet him.  And so pleased not to wonder when or if he’d contact me again!  
7 am 

My phone alarm went off.  Why did I say I’d do this?!  I hate getting up early on Saturday!  Oh right… beautiful hotel room, hugging and kissing and mmm…. I ate a big bowl of cereal, dressed and waited.  
7:50 am

He texted me to say he was headed my way!  I headed over to the hotel.  I couldn’t wear anything unusual, as I was going to lunch with my mom afterwards, so I tossed on my gauzy cotton summer pants, dark blue panties and bra, and a Cancun t-shirt.
I parked at the mall nearby.  I forgot that the stores wouldn’t be open, so I had to walk all over to get out!  
8:30 am 

I made it to the hotel room first.  I took another photo of the incredible view… so pretty!  I also took photos of the lotion he used on me yesterday, the funky bureau bench and the bed we are going to mess up soon.    

[Yes… I was thinking of my blog for once so I could show you dear reader!]
I took off my shoes and socks.  I opened up the curtains to let in the light and show off the view to more of the room.  
8:40 am 

He knocked and then used his key to come into the room.  He grinned great big and rushed over to me.  He wrapped his arms around me from behind, and we enjoyed the view while he nibbled on my neck and held me close.  He is so sweet!  
He turned me around and we kissed for a long time.  He takes it very slowly… only kissing for a while, then gentling touching over my clothes, then reaching under my top to rub my nipples through my bra.  I get all revved up wondering when he will take the next step!  
I got impatient, so I unbuttoned his casual collared plaid shirt and played with his chest a bit.  He pulled me close and sucked on my earlobe!  That sends tingles everywhere!! He pulled my t-shirt off and turned me to undo my bra.  He says it’s tricky but he manages.  He turned me back to look at my chest.  He looked so happy!  
He sat me down on the edge of the bed and I watched him take off his socks and shoes, then unbuckle his belt and take off his khaki slacks.  He had on very sexy black boxer briefs!  He rolled onto the bed with me and pulled off my pants and panties in one quick tug.  Wow.  He rolled onto me and went at my chest, sucking one nibble and playing with the other with his fingers.  He worshipped my breasts.  I watched and smiled and squirmed!  
He moved his hand down my belly, playing with my belly button, then his mouth followed and he licked my clit until I started to go crazy!  He munches… so so sexy!  He added a finger inside me.  This man knows what to do!  I started trembling and closed my eyes to savor the sensations.  
He said he wanted to be inside me and asked what position I felt like trying.  I suggested doggie, thinking about the problems he had yesterday and remembering other men who had troubles who had better luck with doggie style where they can see their cock going in and out, and get deeper.  I rolled over and presented my ass to him.  He moaned, taking hold of my cheeks, playing along my slit with his cock.  He said, “There’s not going to be any trouble today.  You have no idea how much this turns me on!”  He rolled  on a condom and slipped inside and pounded me!  I had my head down on the bed, holding onto a pillow and making a lot of noise!  It felt so amazing!  
After about three minutes he told me he couldn’t wait and came hard.  Hooray!  He collapsed next to me and I cuddled up next to him, laying crossways in the big bed.  He said that would be all for him today.  I let him think so, but resolved to test that the next time we meet.  
He rolled his head up on his elbow and looked over at me… he looked like such a sexy male centerfold!  I told him that and he scoffed.  But his grin was very wide.  I touched the areas I like… his shoulders, his chin, his nipples.  Then I adventured lower… he said nothing is going to happen.  I asked if I could touch anyway, if it doesn’t feel bad.  He said go right ahead.  So I explored while he rested and we talked of everything and nothing. 
10:50 am 

Too soon it was time to dress and leave before the 11 am check-out time.  He dressed and watched me dress.  I look out the window once more at the river and Boston skyline.  
He walked me across the street and into the mall.  I decided I wanted an iced chai, and I offered to buy him a drink.  He declined, said he had to get going.  He gave me a quick hug at the bottom of the escalator and said he’d be in touch soon.  He strolled off.   I got my chai and headed off for lunch with Mom.  

What a romp we had!  It was so different from yesterday!  He made me feel so alive and sexy again!  I am definitely smiling! 

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Date: Sat Sep 5, 2015 11:05 PM

From: Brett
To: Sassy
RE: Home Happy
Sassy,
I hope this evening finds you well.
That was wonderful today.  I’ll be keeping my eye open for new opportunities and let you know when they open up.
i’m tired again tonight…I wonder why.  Going to bed.
brett

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Meet #1 Spectacular View

September 4, 2015 Friday
He wrote me a lovely message on AM.  We emailed back and forth.  I told him I’d be off from work today and he invited me to lunch, told me to choose the place.  
12 noon Meeting

I strolled in PF Chang’s.  He was already there!  He was sitting at the corner of the bar, nursing a Coke.  I went around where he could see me.  He got right up and hugged me, held on for a long time, then backed up a little and smiled.  He pecked me on the cheek and said, “Shall we get a table?”  I said, “Yes!”  
I asked the hostess for a quiet corner, and she seated us at one of the banquets.  I adore those – I can slide in and cuddle up, have easy access to his…knee… under the table.  We had our long looks at each other.  He was much cuter than his photos!   He looks like Steve Martin, the actor/comedian/banjo player.  Wow.  

Steve Martin

He had on a light green short-sleeve dress shirt with a darker patterned tie, and khaki slacks.  Exactly right.  I wore my usual “Sassy-go-to-meeting” outfit of silk scarf, blue top and slacks, with my lucky black bra underneath! 
We perused the menu, and I offered suggestions.  I ordered the hot & sour soup and a side of spicy green beans.  He got the spicy chicken and pork fried rice.  I rubbed his hand and he grabbed my hand.  I rubbed his knee and he rubbed mine.  He had a sweet smile.  
He told me how his only AM relationship went, about a year ago.  He said she was “too needy,” that she wanted him to be on chat all evening every evening and he just couldn’t do that.  They met once, had a great time, planned another meet.  There was a weekend when she told him she’d be out Friday night and busy all day Saturday, and he didn’t write to her.  She got all upset, told him she needed more, cancelled their planned meet.  He said email me and I’ll reply but I can’t be on chat all the time.  She didn’t write back for about a month, then only to tell him it was over.  He felt bad he could not be what she needed but [I will never forget what he said next]… “she wanted to talk EVERY DAY!  Can you imagine?”  He explained how risky that is, how he really only wants to email to set up meets.  Wow… that’s… different.  I feel like he will miss one of the best parts of me if we don’t communicate in between meets!   But after almost a year without anyone, I am willing to try!  
I asked him why he had started on AM a year ago.   He said nothing had happened at home in 10 years, he was not getting any younger, it seemed worth a try.  He reiterated that he has never used his real name or credit cards. 
He asked me about my AM experiences.  I managed not to say too much, talked a little about old flame, blogs, chat and a few experiences.  I did mention that I’d been attacked and how it made me cautious. 
He talked about how often he might be able to get together, not sure when or how much.  I said I understand, not to worry about it.  I would like more than once a month but I can be patient.  He should not arouse his wife’s suspicions! 
I told him that we never know how long this will last, but please… if things change?  Let me know.  Don’t just go silent.  He said that’s not like him – he experienced it with women he was emailing who just disappeared and he promised not to.  
He asked me about std testing.  I told him I’d been tested a year ago in April, and only had sex with one man since then, who had also been tested.  That seemed to satisfy him.  He said he was tested and only had sex once with that one woman.  He does not have sex with his wife. 
I asked him if he’s religious.  He said he was raised Methodist.  His wife is Catholic.  He tried going to the Catholic church to take his kids for awhile, helped with the kids group.  But they weren’t into it, and his wife was mad at the time it took him away from her so he stopped going.  I told him about me being so deep into it, then stopping when the minister was mean.  We both adored the music aspects but not the spiritual parts. 
We had fun kissing… touching… he asked what I wanted to do next.  I said he might want to walk me to my car.  He said he was thinking of more.  I asked, “Sit in my car and neck?” He said that could be fun but he wanted more.  I stared at him.  He said, “There’s a lovely hotel across the way…”  
I really don’t want to have sex with a man the first time I see him!  I told him we have time, we should take it slow.   He tempted me so much!  He asked if I was worried I’d never see him again?  I said yes… but not because of anything he’d done, just my experiences.  He kissed me again, and whispered in my ear about how we could make each other feel good, look out over the river, take our time.  I told him I had not shaved my legs!  He laughed, said that was fine, he’d see the real me.  But my resolve held.  
He paid for lunch.  I offered money but he declined.  We had fun opening our fortune cookies.  We kept talking.  
The waitress kept asking us if we needed anything so we decided it was time to leave the table.  Which was silly as the place was mostly empty.  But we went anyway.  We went to the bathrooms then strolled outside.  I grabbed him for a hug and he kissed me intensely behind the big potted tree by the door.  I thought of Kris who was so impressed when I did that to him.  
He asked again… said he knew they had rooms… he had looked online… didn’t I want to cross the street with him?  I said let’s go up the road a couple of miles to the less expensive place, just as good for this purpose.  He said he had money, he’s been saving… the first time should be super-special.  I said okay.  He smiled so sweetly!  He took my hand, and we talked logistics.  I told him I’d sit in the lounge – he could check in alone and then collect me.  He did just that!  I texted Hubby to let him know where I’d be. 
2 pm  The Hotel
We went up to room 902.  It was a glorious corner room with a view straight up the Charles River.  He kissed me and hugged me.  I broke away to look out the window.  He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me, said this was fulfilling his fantasy.  I pressed him against the wall and kissed him and ground against him a little.  He smiled.  
I sat down on this interesting bench/cabinet to take off my shoes and socks.  We kept kissing and slowly undressing.  So so perfect! 
He asked me if I could cum more than once.  I nodded, gave him my usual line about losing track after the 9th time – he’d have to count after that.  He took off all but his tightie-whitie briefs.  I was left in my slacks and panties.  I collapsed on the bed and we rolled around.  I ended up on my tummy and he gave me a glorious back-rub!  Then he rolled on top of me… skin… his weight… mmmm… 
He took off the rest of my clothes and explored my body.  He spent a lot of time on my breasts… licking, biting, squeezing. I moaned appreciatively.  He went to the bathroom to grab the lotion.  It smelled wonderful – a mango coconut concoction.  He rubbed it all over from my feet, up my legs, across my backside and back, my arms, then turned me over to do the front… such a luxury!  No man has done that!  I told him it was such a treat! 
I asked him if he’s played with toys?  He said no.  He asked if I own them?  I said yes, explained that they help me when no men are around and can enhance things with men.  He asked what penis size I like?   I told him average or smaller.  He said that was good because he is not huge.  I said that’s fine – easier to deep throat!  He said he wasn’t much into blow jobs.  I said he had not been with the right woman!  Ha!  That I had heard that before and after a Sassy BJ, their opinion changed. He asked if I had really changed their minds?  I replied, “Oh yeah….” 
He moved down my body, spending more time worshipping my breasts, then my tummy, my belly button and finally between my legs.  He knows what he’s doing!  He put his mouth, chin and fingers to good use!  I closed my eyes, rubbed my breast and enjoyed until I was shaking and pouring pussy juice all over his face! 
He finally took off his underwear and I moved down his body, licking and flicking his nipples, teasing his belly button, then taking a good look at his cock.  He’s uncut!  Only the second time I’ve been with someone like that.  I was surprised he was flaccid.  I asked him if he can cum more than once… i.e. should I not make him cum with my mouth?  He said he wasn’t sure, it had been so long, but probably once would be it.  I said I had ways of helping with that, but good to know. 
I played with him with my hand, then engulfed him with my mouth and he moaned nicely.  I played with his balls and sucked, but he didn’t get hard.  He started to get antsy – I assured him not to worry.  He got a little harder but then lost it again.  
I rolled back up to his chest and he talked about how he had not had sex in a year, he was very nervous, may he has E.D. as he is getting older.  He said if that continues, he’ll talk to his doctor about the little pills.  
He went down on me again… so talented!   Then he pressed his hips between mine… and rubbed his cock down my slit and… came all over!  Whoa!  Oh dear… He jumped off the bed to go clean up.  I wondered how badly he was going to react.  
He joined me on the bed, put his head on my chest and apologized.  I told him first times are odd, not to worry, that I was having a good time.  He thanked me, said I’d have to help him train it again.  I said I was cheered he could cum – that gave me great hope for just fine-tuning the timing.  I sucked on his fingers and he moaned.   I told him what a special treat it was to be touched… how it made me alive and happy.  
We talked about our office spaces, how they aren’t conducive to playing.  He played with my breasts some more, put his face between them.  Then he went down on me again and added two of his fingers… I was trembling and tingling.  Whee! 
3:53 pm Au revoir 

He looked at the clock and said he had to leave soon.  Then he got this cute grin and said, “You know… I have this room until 11 am tomorrow.  You want to meet me again in the morning if I can get away?”  Oh my… I’ve heard about people doing that but never managed it.  “YES!”  
It is such a relief to be asked for a second time before the first is over.  No wondering how it went, waiting for an email… Hooray! 
We got up and dressed… I looked out the window again, took a photo.  The view is spectacular! 

He gave me a room keys and said he’d let me know when he could leave home in the morning, likely 8:00 am.  I texted Hubby to let him know I was heading home. 
We left the room and took the elevator.  I kissed him until the door was about to open.  He smiled.  He held my hand and walked me back over to the mall.  He was parked below and me above, so we parted at the escalator with a hug and a quick kiss.  

I went back to my car on the upper level and went home.  I wrote a quick email to thank him again for lunch and the spectacular view.  I was smiling.  

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Date: Fri Sep 4, 2015 4:35 PM
From: Sassy
To: Brett
Subject: Home Happy
Hiya Brett! 
I made it home safe and happy.   Because of you.   Thank you again for lunch, and for a spectacular view.  
Have a a great evening.  Mwah!
-S

Sent from Yahoo Mail on Android
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Date: Fri Sep 4, 2015 10:29 PM
From: Brett
To: Sassy
RE: Home Happy
Sassy,
You tired me out today and I feel wonderful.  
Hopefully we’ll get another chance tomorrow.  Won’t know til the AM and will let you know.  fingers crossed!
brett


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10-Minute Meet

August 15, 2015 Saturday

I woke up thinking it would be great to try meeting the guy who wrote me from Ashley Madison yesterday.  

His message was short and sweet, so I went for the same.  Could we really figure it out and meet in just a few hours? 
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From:  Sassy
To: 10-Minute Man
Date:  Aug 15th – 10:13am
Message:
Hiya Handsome, Thanks for your message and photos, and for writing a profile without checkboxes or typos! I can try to appear at CBC about 3 pm (have a lunch date with Mom and never know how long she’ll keep me). Should I tap you on the shoulder and hug you like an old friend or what?
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From: 10-Minute Man
To: Sassy
Date: Saturday August 15, 2015 at 10:19am
Message:
Thanks for the compliments…we may be on the patio — you can get my attention and I can meet you inside…:-) 
My friends are unaware…so some discretion would be appreciated 🙂
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From:  Sassy
To: 10-Minute Man
Date:  Aug 15th – 10:33am
Message:
Sounds great! No worries… I know how to spell discreet. I have long silver hair, glasses and will be wearing a navy blue t-shirt. Though you’ll probably notice my chest first. -Sassy
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He had, by chance, picked a bar I know.  I zipped over there and found a parking spot out right out front.  I fed the meter for an hour, not sure how long he could be away from his friends. 
He was out on the patio with his friends. I waved as I walked in and he came inside to the bar to chat.  We stood at the far end.  He is much better looking than his photos!  He has this great smile and a sexy voice.  He is tall and fit.  He reminded me of the actor Robert De Niro. 

Robert De Niro

It was a little awkward but we chatted and hugged.  In 10 minutes he said he had to get back to his friends and I left.  I thought it went well.  There was a certain twinkle in his eyes and his licked his lips… but who knows?   
He wrote me 12 minutes later!
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From:  10-Minute Man
To: Sassy
Date:  Aug 15th – 3:22pm
Message:
I’d like to meet you again, Sassy… My name’s Fred. Are you interested?
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He doesn’t write more than two sentences?  Doesn’t ask about me or share anything.  He may not be for me! 
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From:  Sassy
To: 10-Minute Man
Message:
Hiya Fred! That sounds like fun. You definitely piqued my interest. Hugs with groping. – Sassy
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From:  10-Minute Man
To: Sassy
Date:  Aug 15th – 6:14pm
Message:
I’d love to grope you 🙂 What’s your name?
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From:  Sassy
To: 10-Minute Man
Date:  Aug 15th – 6:40pm
Message:
Yes please. 🙂 May I be Sassy for now? Ask me something else. Hugs with groping and an ear nibble.
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From:  10-Minute Man
To: Sassy
Date:  Aug 15th – 7:32pm
Message:
How soon and where would you like to meet to get acquainted better? I’m all for flexibility 😉
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From:  Sassy
To: 10-Minute Man
Date:  Aug 15th – 8:50pm
Message:
Hiya Fred! I’d like to see you soon! My ideal would be a leisurely meal in a restaurant so we can flirt and get to know each other a little better, then a chance to feel how you kiss. 😉 I’m flexible, so let me know what works for you and I’ll see if I can make it. Hugs with groping and a kiss… French kiss. Mwah! -Sassy


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Meeting CT Man

August 4, 2015 Tuesday
So this evening I had my first meeting nearly six months!  I met the third man this year from Ashley Madison… #22 overall in the almost three years I’ve been on Ashley Madison.  The other two were “once with nothing but hugs and kissing and some groping,” and this one didn’t even get that far!  *sigh 
The meet was fine but… eh.  We had an interesting time talking but he is not for me.  He reminded me of Anthony Hopkins at his least attractive and most arrogant.  He looked much older than he did in his photos.  

Anthony Hopkins

I adore British men but… he had the worst of their characteristics!  He had a whiny British voice, bad British teeth, and had been everywhere, knows everything, doncha know?  No chemistry at all.  We both decided in the first 10 seconds it was not going to work.  He was late, found me at the bar when I was about to give up,  then moved away very quickly when I hugged him to say hello.  Ugh.  

So we relaxed at the bar and chatted for an hour.  He had some great stories.  He sat about 3 feet from me.  He didn’t even offer to pay for the $2.29 iced tea I ordered!

I had low expectations, so I wasn’t disappointed.  I hope he doesn’t ask me to meet again!  

Back to the drawing board! 


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Meeting Jim

February 27, 2015 Friday

He sent me a message on AM the night before I was leaving for a week of vacation.  It was an  intriguing message and his profile was great as well!  It wasn’t a good idea to write when I was headed out of town, but I didn’t want to wait.  So I responded, admitting I was going away for a week the next day.  He wrote back!  We exchanged a bunch of messages as I made my way to Mexico.  
We wrote several times a day while I was away.  It was actually a great time to get to know him – I was relaxed and had more time than usual.
I was a mess when I got back… work was nuts, my mom had a crisis, a big project event was coming up.  I had a lot less time and brain space to write to him.   But he was patient, and we managed to figure out a time to meet at the end of the week when we had been talking for two weeks. 
As often happens, this makes a guy go quiet.  I’m never clear on why… it makes me want to talk more!  But once I agreed to meet, he wrote a lot less. 
We agreed to meet at the Starbucks at the mall.  I took the day off from work.  
At Starbucks
I parked in the garage and strolled into the shop right at 10:30 am.  I looked at the only empty table, went to sit down and he walked in!  We had a lovely hug – he is big and tall as advertised!  He jokingly said, “It’s so great to see you!  How are you old friend?”  as I had told him I was going to hug him and anyone looking would think we were old friends.  Ha! 
We settled in at the table on the left side and I took his hand.  He smiled down at our hands then stared into my eyes.  He has beautiful steel gray blue eyes.  His gray hair is very short, with a small curl right at the forehead.  He wore an expensive plaid dress shirt, brown tweed blazer and khaki pants.  He looks a lot like Drew Carey!  

We talked for over an hour.  He told me about his work, his childhood, his life now.  He tells great stories!  He listened to me about all sorts of things.  He admitted to using Cialis – orders it from India.  Said he has no problems with his erection but it gives him stamina.  He admitted that he never went to college.  He was thrown out of the house by his stepfather right after high school because, “I was smarter than he was and he hated me.”  So he told of working with computers and helping companies get ahead of their competition because he knew the latest tricks.  He downplays it but it is clear that was a horrible lonely time and he triumphed in amazing ways.  
At lunch
Hunger finally took me over just before noon and I asked if he’d like to continue to lunch.  He nodded and said, “Of course!”  We decided on PF Chang’s and strolled over there.  I asked for the corner booth and we got it!  I slid in and he sat at a 90 degree angle so I could touch him easily.  
I ordered the walnut shrimp and melon lunch special, which got a me a hot & sour soup and rice.  He wanted the curried tofu and veggies off the main menu.  I got to taste it – yum!  He tasted mine.  I adore that sharing. 
We continued to talk.  It was easy.  He wanted to know more about Hubby – men always do.  He told me more about his wife.  And his children.  I played with his thumb.  I played with his knee.  I beckoned him over for a kiss.  Mmmm… nice.  He offered to buy me dessert but I was already full and I wanted to get out of the restaurant.  He paid the bill.  I asked if he wanted some cash to split it or pay or tip.  He said no.  I thanked him sincerely. 
He asked what was next.  I said I like him to walk me to my car and I winked.  He winked back and said he would be happy to do that. 
In the garage
So we strolled into the mall and up to the garage.  I had parked in the upper deck.  It was too busy there to do much but I tried to ignore the passing cars and pedestrians. I leaned against my driver’s side door and pulled him in for a hug.  He wove his hand through my hair and kissed me.  Oh yes.  
We stood by my car for over an hour.  Kissing… groping.  It was too cold to be there but we didn’t pay attention.  He said his hands were cold, so I tucked them under my shirt.  Bad Sassy.  He stroked my skin and played with my chest outside my bra.  I unbuttoned my top so he could see my famous cleavage.  He smiled at that.  
He put his hand lower and pulled me around in front of the car against a wall so he could explore my slit.  He complimented me on wearing loose pants.  He played with my clit.  It felt so fantastic!  He encouraged me to cum.  I stared into his eyes… but there was no way it was happening in a busy parking garage!  
I cooled off a bit and hugged him to stay warmer.  He mentioned that somehow his fly was undone.  Heh.  I slipped my hand in and let it warm up a bit, then slipped further inside to touch him.  I pulled a bit and he smiled.  I reached underneath, asking if stroking there was good?  Or squeezing?  That brought a jump from his cock.  He had told me his cock was not very big, but it was good sized and very hard in my hand!  He asked me what I was thinking about.  I said I was thinking of a room.  What sort of room?  he asked.  A room with a door and a bed I replied.  He smiled. 

So we got each other all revved up and then… he had to leave.  We had been together for five hours, so I could hardly complain.  I wanted to be with him again very soon but I didn’t say anything.  He gave me a long last hug and walked away at 3:30 pm.  Please please let him write me soon to set up another meet!  


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Meeting Stew: The Lick Job

Tuesday October 21, 2014
Stew wrote to me a week ago – Sunday, October 12 – on Ashley Madison.  I stared at his message for a long time, arguing with myself about whether to answer or not.  I didn’t want to jump back into meeting new men, but it was clear that Kris was not going to be around much longer, and this fellow looks really good!  I waited until Tuesday last week to reply.  
We spent a week online and on the phone… flirting, exploring, fantasizing.  He seems perfect – funny, smart, tall, sweet, sexy.  I worry that he is new online, but he has had other affairs through work travel, so it could work.  He was very anxious to meet, so I took off work to meet him for coffee at Starbucks.   
As it happens, Kris said a “final goodbye” yesterday that feels final this time, and I could tell him I had a meet set up, so he won’t worry about me, and do this meet with a clear conscience.

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Me: Good morning! On my way! Ready to be hugged? Traffic is beastly. May be a bit late – please wait! 9:50 AM
Stew: Yes experiencing same problems trying to meander my way there but can’t wait to cu so I will wait as long as it takes 9:53 AM
Stew: So r your panties getting wet thinking about all the wonderful things I will do to u and u will do to u today and in the future? : ) I am close, taking forever want to cu so much 10:05 AM
Stew: to lick a Sassy pussy, to be inside a Sassy Pussy – I am ready for 10:10 AM
Stew: I am very ready to be hugged and so much more – I want Sassy hugs, 10:10 AM
Stew: Sassy kisses, to suck on Sassy boobs, to receive a Sassy blow job, 10:10 AM
Stew: what do u want to experience today? I am a up for anything or will soon be after I cu if u get my meaning : ) 10:10 AM
Me: I made it. Want anything from Starbucks? 10:10 AM
Me: You’re gonna find out what hugs with groping means! 10:12 AM

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10:13 AM
He called me!  Said he was stuck in traffic but hoped to see me very soon.  Aww….

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Me: Got a table at Starbucks! Hurry! 10:30 AM
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I went ahead to Starbucks.  He called!  I asked him if he wanted anything to drink.  He said he’d figure it out when he arrived.  So I got an iced chai latte and a table along the wall and waited, texting with a blogger friend, fretting that he might lose his nerve. 
10:25 am
He walked in and smiled and I melted. He’s gorgeous!  He had on a beautiful sky blue button-down dress shirt, and jeans.  Beautiful blue eyes, silver hair and mustache.  Very sexy body!  He reminds me of Steve Martin but a bit more handsome.  

Steve Martin
I had on my usual blue top and slacks with the silk scarf.  There were two chairs – one across the table, the other at a 90-degree angle on the left side.  He picked the right one – beside me!  He went to sit down but I stood and said wait, then hugged him great big and rubbed his ass once. He sighed and held me, then leaned back and gave me a lovely kiss and another, then wrenched himself away.  “I need a coffee,” he said and sauntered off.  
We sat and talked, telling stories about our lives and work.  I told him too much.  I held his hand but he was nervous, worried about who might see.  He talked about how torn he is, needing to have sex, to be selfish, but not wanting to bring any unhappiness to his family.  I posit my theory (that I learned from Riff Dawg) that if he makes himself happier, recharges, finds a respite, he will have more strength to return home and do what he needs to do.  He apologizes for checking his phone – he tells me about his heroin-addicted son at yet another crisis point today.  I know there is untold strength and myriad stories there.  
We talk about Buffy (he was a huge fan, made a point of being home from wherever his business travels took him, to watch with his daughter on Friday nights, whose 1st grade teacher complained about him letting her watch it!) and Marilyn Monroe and Firefly and Doctor Who (he’s never seen it) and Star Trek.  He talks about his days at a first class college.  He told me of his theater-going experiences – being miserable in the tiny seats at the Colonial Theater for Les Miserables, and being astonished at nudity 10 feet from his face in a local theater.  The woman’s breasts were different sizes!  I tell him most women are that way, and he may see another mismatched pair soon.  

I start to worry because I really, really like him.  That usually means I will never see him again.  I wonder why a gorgeous man like him would want me, then slap myself mentally to remember my assets.  I want to take him directly to my car but I suppress that urge.  We talk for an hour and then he asks if I’d like to get some lunch.  Yes!  
11:30 am 
We stroll over to PF Chang. As we walk, I tell him about a sexy blog article I read yesterday (Tom from “Three Spelling Mistakes” about what if men could suck themselves?) and he says that would definitely be what he’d do as it is his favorite feeling.  He smiles and shakes his head at the oddness of this conversation.  
We ended up at a corner table and slide together on the banquet.  I notice no one else looking our way, and lean over to kiss him!  He gets into it.  “You are THE BEST KISSER, ” he sighs.  I smile.  

The waiter interrupts us to take our drink order.  [Note to waitstaff – if a couple is kissing and the place isn’t crowded, come back later!)  I order a cucumber strawberry lemonade; he gets a seltzer with lime. I admit I can’t drink liquor but I like fun drinks. He tastes my drink.  He continues the oral sex discussion, wonders what the equivalent term is for a blow job for what a man does to a woman… a lick job?  We smile and agree that even the term blow job is not correct… you don’t blow.  I tell him I do… it makes a great opening salvo to feel the air, my breath circling around him.  He rolls his eyes then stares into mine.  Desire.  I see it, clear as a summer’s day.  
They have great lunch specials with soup or salad, rice and a small portion of an entree.  He got the salad; I got a hot & sour soup.  He got the salmon with asparagus; I try the fried shrimp and melon with walnuts.  He rubbed my leg under the table.  I rubbed his cock through his jeans!  He grins.  I wink.  Sassy is in full swing!  
He gets a serious look, asks me what I want… what I really want.  I look into his eyes and say that I want to look in his eyes.  And to know what his hands would feel like.  He asks where.  I say my chest, and my belly button.  He smiles.  He describes what he wants… to taste me, to drive me wild.  I say I am arguing with myself, that the demure business lady worries about being alone with him so soon, but Sassy wants to.  He asks if I will take him to my place.  Says to think about it.  I do.  It seems crazy, but a much better idea than fumbling in my car.  He is very persuasive.  I tell him about the angel on one shoulder and the devil on the other – how the demure lady whispers about the risks, not going too fast, not being a total hussy, while Sassy shouts to get the chance to suck and be sucked! 
We share our church stories.  He tells me about losing his first son, who was born early with health problems. He met a minister in the NICU and called him when his son died to ask if they would host a funeral for non-members.  The church took them in, sent food that evening, and he attended for the next four years.  Then the minister changed and he couldn’t deal with the new one.  
I ask him about safe sex.  He says he believes in it.  He asks if I mean condoms and I say yes.  Wow… we are getting to the nitty gritty fast!  He says he is not prepared for today but we can do other things.  I ask if he has been tested.  He says no.  But he has not had sex in two years and was always safe.  He did not want to add more trouble to his home life by bringing home some disease.  He said he is willing to be tested. I tell him I was tested in April and only been with Kris.  (I forgot about The Lawyer.  Oops) 
12:30 pm 
We finish eating and I offer to help with the check.  He insists he’ll pay.  He does so with cash – good sign.  He says he has about an hour before he has to head home.  I decide it is best spent in my bed.  I text Hubby (who is out with his lady friend) to tell him not to come home for awhile.  He is usually out until about 2 pm but I don’t want to take any chances!  
So we walk very quickly down the length of the mall to the upper garage and hop into my Mom’s big old car that I’m driving while mine is in the shop.  I lean over and he kisses me, grabbing my left breast for a gentle squeeze.  I want to kiss forever, but I also want to be naked with him, so I break away and roll out of there zooming to my place! 
He apologizes for the short amount of time, says he usually has way more finesse but hopes we can get right down it.  He plans to focus on me!  I agree to that!  I park in my garage and we dash to the elevator.  We kiss in the elevator.  He is an excellent kisser… slow, sexy.  He presses me against the side wall.  Mmm… 
We dash into my condo, straight to my bedroom, kissing and shedding clothes as we go and hug… ah, skin!  
We roll together on the bed.  He kisses me… long, sexy kisses filled with tongues!  He plays with my chest, marvels at it, then moves lower.  He ends up at my hip, at a right angle with his mouth between my legs.  
He is a master at oral sex!  I feel like an instrument that he knows how to play.  He uses his mouth, his lips, his chin, his tongue!  Oh my!  I hold his head in my hands, then rub on his cock and balls until I lose my mind and can only lie there moaning and shaking.  I started thinking very naughty thoughts and… he made me cum!  On the first try!  Damn!  Tingling, pulsing, burning… holy shit!  
He starts in again soon, rubbing his cock up and down my slit but not going in.  I adore that!  Then he is alternating between my clit and my breast, fingering, sucking… tossing in all the tricks.  Very soon I soar again and soak his face!  He giggles… says he thought a woman gushing or squirting was a myth!  He made such an amazing image with my juices all over his face!  He leaned up to kiss me, was impressed I just went with it like normal.  
I suggest he put his knees on either side of my face so I can suck on him.  I lick and suck and play with his cock and balls with my hand.  He is on the small side and not hard, so it is easy to get him way down my throat… I play with him with my tongue inside my mouth and he moans and shakes.  It’s odd to suck someone who is not erect, but I keep at it and his cock starts to grow and he pops his hips toward me.  He groans and holds on to the bookshelf at the head of my bed as I smack and suck and lick around him.  It’s wonderful to be able to look up his chest, see his handsome face contort as he soars.  
Suddenly he makes a surprised noise and says, “If you keep that up I am going to cum!”  I clearly take him deeper and make a circle around him with my hand, and he shoots hot white cum down my throat.  I swallow and swallow and swallow.  Yummy!  
He keels over beside me and says, “That was a first!!” I raise an eyebrow to ask for an explanation.  He replies, “I didn’t get totally hard… probably nerves… but… I came anyway and it felt amazing!”  I smile and nod.  He kisses me, tentatively at first and then deeper.  Mmm… 
1:30 pm 
Time’s up… he has to go!  Argh!  He washes up with the door open. This is the only moment I think of Kris… who always closed and locked the door!  I throw on my clothes, still pulsing inside.  I drive him back to the mall to his car.  He kisses me tenderly on the lips.  I tell him I’d like more…soon.  He says, “So do I.  Very soon.”  
1:45 pm
He got out of the car and disappears into the mall.  I drove home in a bit of a daze.  Please please please let him want to see me again!


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Meet #38 Breakfast and Goodbye

Monday, October 20, 2014
I skipped work today to have breakfast with Kris.  He said he wanted to talk.  Uh oh.  

Kris and I had agreed to leave by 8:45 am, as my Mom’s car was parked on the street in a space that stopped being free at 9 am.  I got up about 8 am and he was still asleep on the couch.  I got dressed and went out to move the car.  I put 45 minutes worth of quarters and returned home.  He was up and showering.  We got back to the car with 3 minutes to spare!  
I was in an odd space that has curb in front of it and managed to hit it in a way that made my right front tire go a little flat.  I drove up to the gas station, and Kris put air in all the tires!  Thank goodness he noticed it and knew what to do.  
We went to the S&S Deli for breakfast.  I had all the beverages (Water, OJ, Bloody Mary mix, hot chocolate) then a Danish Omelette with ham, onions and cheese, an English muffin and a side of bacon!  I also ordered a coffee cake slice and milk, just to keep us there awhile longer.  
Kris told me he needs to stop seeing me or being in contact.  He wants to be honest with his new women, and not be hiding me.  I said I understood.  I asked if I could check in now and then to see how he is doing – he said no.  That part makes me sad, but I understand.  Sort of.  It will bug me not to know how things turn out.  *sigh  
I felt fine.  Not like the last time.  It felt weird not to be upset!  It helped a lot to know there is another man on the horizon… I have a meet scheduled for tomorrow!  I told Kris.  He looked surprised.  I hope it will help him not to worry about me.
He came back to my place to check his work email.  I gave him his coffee cup and instant coffee.  That made me sad but I was glad to have it gone if he is going.  I gave him some jelly beans.  I sat at my computer waiting for him to leave.  
He hung out too long.  Ugh.  There was nothing more to say or do.  He finally packed up his computer, gave me a tight hug and a quick kiss on the lips.  He left at 2:30 pm.
It felt final. 


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Meet #38 Ten Ladies

October 19, 2014 Sunday

The universe is playing with me again.  I was scrolling through Facebook this morning and someone posted an article from The Atlantic on the benefits of coffee drinking.  Kris is a big coffee drinker!  
I had not heard from Kris all week, including no response to my offer to stay overnight on Tuesday while Hubby was away.  But I could not resist sending the article and a cheery greeting to him.  

Me: Good morning! Saw this article about the benefits of drinking coffee and had to send it to my favorite coffee drinker! Hope you had a good week. 
http://m.theatlantic.com/health/archive/2012/11/the-case-for-drinking-as-much-coffee-as-you-like/265693/  7:46 AM

No answer.  Okay.  That is a message in and of itself! 
So I went on about my day, realizing that he is likely busy with one of his “Good Christian Women” and does not need me anymore.  
Just after 4 pm, I got a response!  
Kris: would u want to meet me someplace for dessert at 9:00…or is that too late? 4:08 PM
Me: Sounds great! Have a place in mind? 4:28 PM
Kris: no…you could pick.  but right now I’m way up in Maine on my way back home…so hoping can make it by 9:00… can update in a bit. 4:33 PM
Me: Isn’t this too much after riding all day? We can do it some other time if you’re worn out. 4:49 PM
Kris: no…I’m fine…not tired.  unless too late for u 4:52 PM
Me: Sounds great! May take tomorrow off anyway. Let’s meet at the 24 hr Dunkin Donuts?  5:35 PM
Kris: can we go someplace to with a little more privacy? have some sensitive/personal things want to talk about.  making good time…hope to be there by 9:00 6:21 PM

[He wants to talk.  Uh oh.  Is this the end?]
Me: Sure.  6:41 PM
Kris: pick one with most privacy and send me address…thanks 6:43 PM
Kris: how bout finale?  since open later. u taking tomorrow off? 6:45 PM
Me: Great! Finale  6:46 PM
Kris: got it!  u taking tomorrow off? 6:47 PM
Me: If it’s not private enough, we can snarf a dessert then go sit in my Mom’s big old car. I have it while my car is being repaired. 6:47 PM
Me: Not sure. Waiting on some info. Why? 6:48 PM
Kris: didn’t want to keep u up if u have to work…but you’ll be home early enough I guess 6:51 PM
Kris: eta 10. but still want to meet…won’t be later…maybe earlier…but 10 for sure…ok if I sleep on couch? 8:39 PM
Me: Sure. Ping me when you’re close and I’ll head out. 8:40 PM
Me: May need to change plans if you’re later.  Can decide later based on your timing. 8:46 PM
Kris: got stopped for speeding…cop took forever to write ticket!!!  eta now 11…want to still visit 9:36 PM
Kris: you working tomorrow?! 9:37 PM
Me: Oh no! So sorry to hear about the ticket.  9:41 PM
Kris: so meet at finale? but it will be closed…so then what? 9:43 PM
Me: Walk around the corner to somewhere else 9:44 PM
Kris: k 9:46 PM
Kris: eta 11:15 SHARP (ASSUMING I CAN STAY OUT OF TROUBLE FOR 2 F’ing MINUTES!!!!!!!) 10:50 PM
Me: You want to just come here and sleep, talk over breakfast? 10:51 PM
Me: Hello? 11:17 PM
Kris: sure…talk over breakfast…u still home? 11:18 PM
Me: Yes 11:19 PM
Me: I’ll go move mom’s car and be down to let you in 11:19 PM
Kris: k. I’ll come there. can I park in garage? 11:20 PM
Kris: k 11:21 PM
Me: Yes. I’ll let you in 11:21 PM
Kris: see u soon 11:21 PM

At first we were going to meet at 9 pm at Finale.  They’re open until 11 pm. Then it got too late, so we switched to Uno’s that’s open until 12:30 pm. Then he got stopped for speeding!  Which pushed his arrival back to 11:15 pm.  At that point, I asked if he would just come to my place, get some sleep and take me out in the morning to talk. 
He appeared about 11:30 pm.  I met him in the garage.  He stayed 3 feet away from me.  I gave him a long hug in the elevator.  He camped out on my couch.  I fed him soup and SmartFood popcorn. We talked lightly for a couple of hours with him sitting on my couch and me at my computer at my desk.

He told me about the NINE women he is meeting or talking with online.  

Met
1) Little old lady who lived in a shoe (she’s done)
2) Very Catholic one (done today)
3) The cheater 
4) The colleague
Not met
5) Pro musician
6) Religious Switcher
7) Two places Lady
8) Cape Lady
9) North shore Lady
How does he manage all that?!  I make the TENTH one.  Heh.  I hear about this a lot in chat… how people go nuts sewing wild oats when they first are free from a long-term marriage.  I knew we wouldn’t survive long once he finally realized his marriage was done, but I didn’t think it would be this fast, and because he was being swarmed by other women.  I hope one of them takes care of him.  It looks like it’s going to be the cheater.  There is some poetic justice in that I suppose.

I finally went to bed at 1:30 am, tucking him in on the sofa but not touching him.  



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Meet #37 Part 2 Dancing with Kris

Sunday, October 12, 2014
I woke up about 9 am, washed my face and brushed my teeth, then went to find Kris.  He was sitting on the sofa, drinking coffee, eating a banana and browsing the ads on Christian Mingles.  I ate a bowl of cereal sitting at my computer, checked my email, Facebook, blog hits… 
We caught up on news from his life and mine.  He put on the radio to his favorite station, WZLX, saying Sunday mornings they play the blues and that fits his miserable life right now!  The first song we heard actually had happy lyrics!  He started dancing around the living room!  He is so cute when he boogies!  I had to get up and join in!  We shook our groove thing, then bumped hips and then he twirled me around and took me in his arms!  We were giggling and dancing and… it was so fun!  He looked into my eyes and smiled great big and I melted.  He noted that we had not done that before.  Another milestone!  We keep finding new ways to make each other smile.  
He went off to take a shower.  I wrote to Philip, letting him know I had gotten Kris into my bed.  Ha! 
Kris took off to go watch a football game with another of his Christian ladies, “the very Catholic one.”  I told him Hubby would be away overnight on Tuesday and asked him to stay over with me.  He said he was very busy with work and still very conflicted but he would think about it.  Way to make me feel unwanted, dude. *sigh I asked him to think about it, he could even come in late, and get back to me.  He said, “Have a good week!” and was gone.  I had the feeling he had already made up his mind.  Ugh.  I know… I know… his life is a mess and I shouldn’t push. *sigh 
What a mixture this guy is! So sweet and funny and sexy.  And annoying.  I know I put up with too much but for now it is still worth it.  But I feel like the day is coming when the balance may shift.  If he doesn’t appear Tuesday, that may be it.

He texted as he left the garage. 


Kris: listen for the obnoxiously loud music…and the bike horn beeps goodbye… Alfalfa… grin 11:25 AM