Kiss me...
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Posted:Mar 16, 2016 11:14 pm
Last Updated:Apr 4, 2016 9:55 pm
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"Sixpence none the richer" - "Kiss me..." -- Thanks Dayzeeme... I stand corrected!!!
Kiss me out of the bearded barley
Nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor, lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling, so kiss me
Kiss me down by the broken tree house
Swing me upon its hanging tire
Bring, bring, bring my flowered hat
We'll take the trail marked on your father's map
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor, lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling, so kiss me...
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After making luv on the balcony we decided to join the party goers at the charity masquerade ball...
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Posted:Mar 15, 2016 9:28 pm
Last Updated:Mar 17, 2016 8:37 pm
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After making luv on the balcony we decided to join the party goers at the charity masquerade ball, so we walked down the stairs and began mingling with the crowd.
Alexis, the body painter came up to talk to us as she was pretty much done painting faces, and she was interested in some of the fun she had witnessed from a distance below... She asked my lover from afar, if we wanted to have some real fun? Hmmm, my Aphrodite looked at me and asked if I was still game... OMG, I haven't been intimate with a woman this many times since my college days, years ago...
To be honest, I was exhausted, content, pleased... beyond all imagination (but, I am a man who loves women that want to please and be pleased... I am not an animal... just sayin') and, yet... I said... for you my little pretty, tonight is your night, I am yours to toy with... And, I meant that, even though Heart was singing a rendition of this song...
"If you want something to play with
Go and find yourself a toy
Baby my time is too expensive
And I'm not a little boy..." -- Aaron Neville - "Tell it like it is"
My goddess had travelled here from over a thousand miles just to be with me... and in less than 14 hours she would be heading back home... She wouldn't be going home empty-handed. Because, millions of my mini-me's were swimming in delight inside her... they were all on a marvelous journey that had brought us intense 'First' moments... yes, they were all moments that will live forever in this naive soul's mind...
She had enjoyed moments that she'd only read about from her private world... she actually had dreams of sharing those moments that I had written in earlier blogs of "Azhar & Dreamboy"... but, you all will have to go and read them for yourselves, to re-live those moments... I am the one that has been doing the thanking on this blog... she has excelled at providing me with the most incredible two days of my life... and, I'm happy to share this story with you...
Not all of you, because some of you just come to read from a distance... and, so, I'll never know if you got wet reading any of this...
Some of you just come to borrow song lyrics that I have borrowed... and, you don't even throw me a bone, like a new song... but, that's ok... I write because there is at least one of you that reads these posts, listens to the songs, and then lets me know what they liked or didn't like or sometimes, they are inspired to use lyrics in their blogs or share a story told from a woman's point of view...
Now, granted different things are focused on... I focus on the eyes, the hair, the lips, the melonlicious breasts, her smell, her taste, her heartbeat, her sounds, her shivers, and all of the components that make her my lover...
This next song began playing before I had a chance to answer...
"You've got such a pretty smile
It's a shame the things you hide behind it
Let 'em go
Give it up for a while
Let 'em free and we will both go find it..." -- Jude "I know" from the movie "City of Angels".
I nodded to Alexis that we were in, as my heavenly creature took me by the hand to dance to this romantic song. She held me tight and lead the whole way... Yes, she is a dancer, and I don't mind women driving me or paying for our meals... I am a proud man, but, not a stupid one...
When we finish dancing, Alexis tells us what the plan is... but, before we go, there is a "limbo" dance competition with the last two winners receiving "two" roundtrip tickets to anywhere American Airlines flies... Oh, my little angel's ears light up and, she says 'we' could use those tickets... and, I say I'm not very limber... and, she says, 'she is'...
so, we do the limbo dance, with the lights brought down low and the spotlights beaming on the many scantily-clad contestants waiting their turn...
I take a moment to hit the bathroom as I am still covered in her essence from the luv making we had earlier. When I've washed up sufficiently, I come back to witness the final four contestants... you have Alexis, Aphrodite and two others vying for the AA tickets... and, it is a dance to the death, so-to-speak... the fiercest competition ever seen by beautiful women wanting to win...
I can only focus on my melonlicious queen, as somehow her breasts slide gently under the limbo pole (she's not wearing panties, many watering mouths gaping open as their eyes are hypnotized with this beauty)... i've tasted those breasts, I've enjoyed precious moments licking, sucking, playing with them, all in the pursuit of my lover's satisfaction...
I'm listening to these lyrics as i know I'm the lucky one tonight...
"She's a craze you'd endorse, she's a powerful force
You're obliged to conform when there's no other course
She used to look good to me, but now I find her...
Simply irresistible
Simply irresistible" -- Robert Palmer - "Simply irresistible"
She is not insatiable, you know, the kind that many of you proclaim in your blogs... on the contrary, she is one who knows how to please and luvs to be pleased, and right now she is focused on winning... now, one of the ladies falters, leaving it down to three... and, in the end, my two women each end up winning the prizes... Oh, my, I sense future adventures... maybe, around the world... but, I could I write such a blog... you never know what you will find in this blog world.
What a fun night...
I'll have to leave you now my little pretties, as we head to our final destination... where will we end up? -- you'll find out soon.
Thanks for reading!!!
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Against all odds... I took her to lunch yesterday... She has melonlicious breasts, but is too young
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Posted:Mar 12, 2016 7:28 pm
Last Updated:Mar 14, 2016 6:20 pm
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Against all odds... I took her to lunch yesterday... She has melonlicious breasts, but is too young for me... Only... 32... Still, a full life ahead of her...
Why, oh why... most of you are shouting to the top of your lungs... Oh... Easy, how could you, after we provided you with all of the reasons not to go out with another co-worker... Yes, you are telling me this... 'Can't you for once think about something other than yourself?'.. It is comments like these that are rolling in your minds... maybe, you're like the movie "Network" and your screaming: "I'm mad as hell and I'm not going to take it"... maybe, that is too much... I agree...
So, if you will recall, last week, this young lady, she is very attractive... well, she gave me her phone number and said for me to call her if I got into trouble... hmmm... I posted that and got the responses written above... All of you are so quick to judge, and yet, with posed with a similar proposition I wonder, if you wouldn't act the same way... I'm sure that most of you would... and, would go beyond the cautious path that this gentle soul follows...
Oh, I am not a saint, I am not a knight in shining armor... I cannot fix you... I can only give you what my mind has to offer, nothing less, nothing more... oh, and my songs...
So, let's get this story going... Earlier, this week, let's call her Jessica ('cause you know I always respect people's anonymity) Why this name? I love Jessica Alba, and I've never dated anyone with the name Jessica... I've known a Ginny and a Janet, but, not a Jessica... so, that will work...
I come in to work this past Monday, and Jessica tells me she looked for my phone call and didn't see it... I told her, I didn't get into trouble, so need to call her... Later on that afternoon, she sees a glass from 'Genghis Grill' and asks me where I went to lunch... and I told her I had gone with a co-worker (male) to this restaurant where you put all the ingredients in a bowl and they cook it for you... She'd been to a place similar to that, but, since I've not ever seen her go out to eat, as she usually prepares a lunch and eats in her cube, I wondered how she ever explored new places... then, she volunteers that on occasion she will go out to lunch on Fridays... and, I say ok, and she says, would I like to go out to lunch with her on Friday? I say, well, I have to eat, so Ok... sounds like a date... and we set it up for 11:30 am yesterday...
We have IM at work for all employees, so, I texted her around 11:00 am, even though we are only 4 feet away from each other... that was kind of funny... she laughed out loud when she read my text.... 'Are we still on for lunch' and then texted back sure, let me know whenever you are ready... I said I'll meet you downstairs in 15 minutes if you can break away early... she said... ok...
We meet downstairs and I ask her what was she in the mood for... she says she wants to suck on my dick and then fuck my brains out... OMG... did she really say that as we were stepping into the elevator...
Well, no, she didn't, but, that is what I was hoping that I heard... what she really said, was for me to surprise her... I asked her what kinds of food did she like and she said anything... and, of course, all of you tend to say that, but, then when I throw out indian, or middle eastern or vegan, well, then I get, an appropriate response with options...
I decided to take her to Bennihana's ... I love that place, and it is open, and it is about 1/2 the dinner price for lunch and it is only 10 minutes from the office by car... so, I don't tell her where we are going but, we agree that with the parameters we've discussed that this location could work...
I slipped in my April cd... yes, I know we are still in march, but none of you has been interested in my February cd, so I'm just going with it... the first song that plays is by TroyBoi... It has very simple, short lyrics... but, I love the beat... BTW, I rolled some of these in my previous blog... just sayin'...
"Through the nights, through the days...
I heard the cries but you wouldn’t drop a tear away
So now, so now, I'd rather be, I'd rather be on my own, I’m breaking away, you’re overthrown ..." --TroyBoi - "On my own"
As we are listening to the music, we discuss what our likes and dislikes are... all the answers and questions are easy and non-absolutes... each having opinions as to our openness and our reasons for possibly liking country... we both laughed, because I always bring up examples of sad lyrics to country songs where dogs get run over by cars, or your lover left you, or grandma is having an affair or some such nonsense... it was a funny ice-breaker discussion...
Jessica said she liked all kinds of foods and had been to a place that had hibachi grill called Edohana's... I'd been there, to the one in Fort Worth, off of Hulen street, but, they didn't offer Hibachi meals there, only sushi... but, in the location in Colleyville, you could get Hibachi style meals... She has a tiny mole near her mouth, reminds me of Cindy Crawford... She has long, black hair... she is wearing a perfectly fitting blouse covered by an appropriate sweater... She has melonlicious breasts, but, they don't hang out for everybody to gawk at... she just is... confident in her own way... a single mother of one... she has to be careful, cautious, but, why does she have to be so pretty... at least to my way of thinking... Now, i do notice some traits that haven't escaped me... Like her eyebrows have special attention to detail she has a little shaven off towards the middle of her forehead, and then, she has the black marker hi-liting them... then, she always has the same eye shadow... and, you say... to me... easy, you don't notice anything... Oh, I don't miss much...
Her eye shadow is a grey-black, with 1/4 of the eye shadow grey and the rest black... it is perfect every day. She pays attention to detail, i would guess that she shaves her pussy and doesn't wear underwear... but, I haven't asked questions like that... she doesn't wear perfume... her scent is all woman... she has deep piercing black eyes... that say 'fuck me'... but, I can't do that... maybe, i'm like the Quentin Tarrantino character in 'From Dusk till Dawn"... could this be me? I don't know... I'm writing this now, so it must be me... Yikes!!! BTW, Jessica looks like a young Salma Hayek...
As we keep driving to our destination the next song starts... Jessica notices the song... the soft melody and the lyrics... she likes it... you know me... set the tone... the easy going way... tease all of the senses, don't leave anything to chance... Is she a same one, is this a possibility... hmmm...
"It's not your fault that I'm loved to my limit
I've had plenty so I know you're mine
If only a prayer would make your touch so I'd feel it
But, I'd be wasting time..." -- FKA twigs
We arrive around 11:25 am, before the lunch crowd sets in, and lucky for me, it has been drizzling all morning, so we don't have to wait in line... but, before we got in, i showed her the coolest part about this Bennihana's... There is a man-made pond that takes up half of the property, and it is full of huge fish... I've often asked if they have a catch and release program, no one sees the humor in that... but, I am serious...
Anyway, I tell her, that when my were younger, we would buy the fish food and feed them... and, the fish would be within inches of your fingers while you are distributing food to them... and, even though it was raining we paused so that she could enjoy the moment... I told her that with the birthday of her coming up, that she could bring him and he would have a blast... I was thinking that during a little bit warmer weather that perhaps, we could come late at night and swim naked with the fish... but, I kept that thought to myself...
We were seated at a table for 8 however, since we were early, they only had three other people which meant we were able to sit facing the view... Now, this isn't an ocean view, but, the greenery with bamboo shoots and vines was quite picturesque and i asked her to take a moment and admire this view, just in case her meal wasn't that good, she at least could have a happy thought... She said, she already liked the lunch...
I explained the options, and she chose the shrimp and I chose the beef julienne... We also had chicken fried rice, which is the best part of the meal... we talked all thru the meal... she told me things about her family and her ... She said she was in a 'complicated' relationship... my ears perked up... and, I said go on... well, she said that due to circumstance, her boyfriend lived with her... (well, I've met more than one woman, that has had that story... WTF, maybe it's just me...), but, they were in separate bedrooms (strictly platonic)... I asked if he saw it the same way she did... (another blogger had posted her views on her relationships with 'platonic' lover and exes... ---- hard for this simple soul to understand)... When, I've tasted a lover and she's tasted me... the thought of friends never comes up... but, I am just a simple animal... She said yes, and that she was working on getting out of this situation...
I felt like saying what the fuck, this is perfect... but, for some stupid reason, all i said was I can understand... and, she turned head a little... and smiled...
Our lives have all sorts of complications... we are human... and, yet some of us think we are special... we don't fart, we don't snore, we are perfect... as you know I am not perfect... but, I have not jumped taken advantage of some of this low-hanging fruit conversation... I know when a woman is throwing me a bone... I also know that she is a co-worker and that I have to tread lightly... and, this is just a lunch...
Maybe, I'm just a sucker for a good story... maybe, i'm at that stage in my life, where a woman has to say 'I want you... let's make passionate love...'
She loves the salad appetizer that they bring... I explain that the dressing is made out of ginger sauce... but, she agrees that it is slightly different than Eddohana's. She likes it... Then when her shrimp comes she says it is lovely, but is eyeing my beef Julienne, because it is prepared with teriyaki sauce and is quite delicious... we end up sharing each other's food, because I know she loves that flavor... she says next time, that she will get what I ordered... Today, I tell her i will pick up the tab... she looks at me and says then, that means that next time she will pay.... And, I tell her that I've had a wonderful lunch, and that she is not obligated to reciprocate...
I like to give women outs... As we drive back to the office, she asks me what my weekend plans are and I tell her that I'll probably play cards one day and see my another time... I feel like she would like me to ask her out... but, I don't...
One side of me is saying... go easy go... jump on this... this flower is opening up for you...
but, another part of me is saying... whoa... slow down... you still have to work with her... and, no matter how good she looks to you now, if it doesn't work out, or if she is an alien creature deep down inside you will have to deal with it... so, yet again... I let that bone go...
I had meetings the rest of the day away from my office... when I got back, she had written on my whiteboard... 'thank you... good luck!!!'... she is a good egg...
"You were the shadow to my light
Did you feel us
Another start
You fade away
Afraid our aim is out of sight
Wanna see us
Alive..." -- Sara Farrell - "Faded" (song by Alan Walker)...
Thanks for reading...
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A night at the ball...
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Posted:Mar 10, 2016 10:21 pm
Last Updated:Mar 14, 2016 11:32 am
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A night at the ball...
A night at the ball... We finally arrived at our destination with the jet-setters... Here, everyone was wearing a mask of some kind... Like a Sting song, the mask we wore was one... but, others had masks too... There were more outrageous outfits than the ones we wore, but, none were as radiant as the one that was covering my goddess. Her jet-black hair came down to her opened costume... Her face was covered by a painted mask with exotic covers, and she wore a sparkling mask over it... Her Jane Jetson square-neck outfit left little to the imagination as there were streamers coming down her arms, and her legs had rose petals growing out of them... our body painter had done a wonderful job... and, our outfits that we created from bits and pieces at Party City hours earlier were not outdone by any of the other costumes...
Her melonlicious breasts were hovering on a soft platter (if you will, well, that's how I saw it, even though it wasn't a platter at all, there were armor-like globes strapped to her body and, they somehow held those breasts) that spoke to me... they said... hey easy, would you like to sample these... and, of course, I have already, multiple times in this "oh so short" adventure... Do you know what is the best part? My lover loves for me to pay attention to her breasts... she is not saving them for another life, another day, another lover... no, she lives life to the fullest... there may have been others in her past... I'm sure of that, there may be others in her future... but, I could give a fuck about that... because, like a scant few women in the world, those that choose to be with me... they live life in tiny moments... moments of passion and appreciation... no wasted movements... no 'did i do the right thing' questions... no indecision... she had wanted me to join her... had told me she would pay for me to be with her... but, the climate was too cold, and I would see her in the summer, or she would come to me in December... Thank god, she chose to come be with me... For me, there is no greater happiness than sharing life with one that can be a sameone with me... she's not looking for a husband... she doesn't want to be owned... she wants to please and be pleased... i believe there are few women in the world like that...
While I'm admiring her beauty, "TRNDSTTR" is blaring out of the speakers overhead...
"Hey, you
Can I learn your flavour?
It's brand new...
Fire when the strobe hits you, you
Bet you're looking for something new, whoa, oh, oh
I feel the heat with you starin' off across the room..." -- Black Coast - "TRNDSTTR"
Many turn to stare and lust after this precious angel... Oh, I am blessed... these moments are etched in my memory banks... she leans over to kiss me... and places my arm around her waist... We stroll into the party...
There are celebrities galore... Dallas Cowboy cheerleaders... mistletoes abound for $20 a pop you can kiss one (a cheerleader that is)... wishing wells with $20 minimums... Yes, these people have put on a show... there is catered food from "Del Frisco's"; "Taco Diner"; "Three Forks"; "Craft"; "Ra Sushi"; "Uncle Julio's"; "Smash Burger"; and many others... elves are bringing out trays of food that are quickly devoured... so many choices...
One can purchase various paintings and autographed pictures for some hefty amounts of cash... And, there are some actual football, baseball, hockey, basketball players signing photos, bodies, anything for $100 and more... Oh, aren't charity events fun...
"PillowTalk" by Zayn begins playing now... I am escorted to the dance floor... still tired from dancing last night, but, my lover tells me she will be gentle with me... As we begin to move as one with the strobe light bouncing off of our outfits...
"Bodies together
I'd love to hold you close, tonight and always
I'd love to wake up next to you...
Pillow talk
My enemy, my ally
Prisoners
Then we're free, it's a thriller..." -- Zayn - "PillowTalk"
She never takes her eyes off of me... we are gliding on the dance floor... She can dance... I let her lead, as i did last night... I whisper "thank you" in her ear... she grabs my head gently with both hands and kisses me long and hard as we are still moving... and, then she sees our face painting lady "Alexis" and says... OMG, she didn't mention anything about being here... we grabbed some Champagne and headed over to see what was what... Alexis, told the people she was painting that we were happy customers from earlier that day... and, then we took off our masks so that they all said, we want those on our faces... and, she told them that those masks were $100 each... and, money just flowed... near one of the windows were ice sculptures depicting Christmas settings... But, so far, no Christmas music...
Now, the DJ was playing "Crave you" by "Flight Facilities"... And, my sweet venutian began dancing, she was moving in place to the beat... and looking at me... The way she moved got me aroused, and I had to be careful, and think of taking a cold shower because my outfit offered very little cover for what was boiling inside me... and while the lights were low, our costumes and body painting was of a reflective light and/or material, so you could see slight changes in body parts...
"Rehearsed steps on an empty stage
That boy's got my heart in a silver cage
Why can't you want me like the other boys do?
They stare at me while I crave you..." -- Flight Facilities - "Crave You"
A young man walked over to us and asked her if she wanted to dance... she told him, that she was already dancing... thank you very much... he turned and walked away...
Now, I wouldn't have minded if she danced with someone else... god, could she dance... she was a dancing machine... she just looked at me, and smiled... but, it made me feel good that she only saw me, now... what she did when she returned home, who she knew... that was her life... but, right now... in these fleeting moments, it was our life... it was our time... she was the one I saw... I was the one that she was enjoying... and the music and the sights and the people were a masquerade in itself...
I wanted to make love to her... another first... another passionate series of independent yet fluid motions that would bind us for the rest of our lives... she bit her lower lip knowing what i was thinking... she grabbed my hand and pointed to the stairway leading to a balcony... We walked up the stairs to the balcony and looked out over the foyer to see this crowd of people the balcony was three feet tall... the lights dimmed as the dallas cowboy cheerleaders flooded the area and prepared to dance... bright lights shone on the dancers but, that meant that everything else was in darkness, including where we were...
Amy Lee began singing "It's a fire"... and as she did, the dancers began performing their routine... and, my lover asked me to do her...
"It's a fire
These dreams they pass me by
This salvation I desire
Keeps getting me down..." -- Amy Lee - "It's a fire"
It was easy enough to satisfy this request... we were both ready... She had told me that now, whenever, she thought of me, she would be wet... and, she was wet... It didn't take me anytime to get hard... can you blame me?
I took her from behind... we made passionate love while other bodies below were dancing...
Her breathing was measured and periodically she would turn around to kiss me... she came hard, her body straightened out and she shivered and moaned... as I penetrated her over and over... not hard... the easy going way... which, believe it or not, she enjoyed... Some talk about the fast and the furious and that's all fine... but, the way i go seems to please the ones that want to be pleased... Oh... I love pleasing my lover... the cheerleaders did three songs and about the time they were finishing our intimate moments were climaxing to a full release felt by both...
I wasn't dreaming... she is a special woman... when we finished, we kissed and then went clean up before seeing what other pleasures wait in store before this night ends...
and, with that I must leave you my little pretties...
I do hope that you liked this installment...
thanks for reading!!!
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Yesterday was a good day...
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Posted:Mar 4, 2016 11:41 pm
Last Updated:Sep 23, 2020 9:28 pm
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Yesterday was a good day...
As most of you know, I don't write to compete for standings or points... I write, because I have something to say... not always erotic, sometimes funny, sometimes sad... but, I think it is interesting reading... My blogs are not for the 'slam bam thank you ma 'ams' out there... they are for people who can and want to read... those that please and want to please usually enjoy them the most...
I suppose there are those that still wonder why they read me... and, yet they do... so, it's all good...
why the good day???
as you know I've been on the site since June of 2014... didn't know what to expect, and met a woman here, early on... that relationship lasted 9 months and then it was no more... things happen... well, during that time, I discovered blogging...
Initially, I looked at many blogs and started reading and posting responses... some thought I was a stalker, others didn't have time to respond more than a 'how sweet' or 'cute stuff' or other 'trifles'... These hurried comments told me that they had too great of a following or too many 'pretenders' or, they just wrote to write... and, maybe that is the best way to be...
However, I write to what I consider to be a small audience, and I've responded to 99% of the responders.... those that are insensitive or have another agenda, I don't bother... but, like I've stated I try to respond to people and let them know that I appreciate the time that it took for them to not only read, but, to add value in the form of constructive criticism or thoughts that my blog may have provoked...
It is with this in mind that one cool thing happened... One of the ladies that reads me is a woman of few words... she is a thinker, but, she expresses herself in the least amount of words or posts blogs that are short, sweet and simple... Until, this week... this week, I witnessed a metamorphosis of sorts as she posted two blogs with song lyrics... the first blog contained one set of song lyrics... and the second one, she had a story where she embedded three different songs that 'came to her' that day... now, this is difficult because she let the songs choose the story... that is very hard to do... normally, how I write my blogs, is that I see the story, determine what messages I want to convey... how I want my lovers to feel and, voila, I've got the foundation for my blog... then, I research the songs that could go along with the story... that works for me...
well, just seeing her write these blogs made me happy... I hope that I influenced that, because I liked what I read... the second blog moved me with the plotline and the related lyrics... so, it put a smile on my face...
"Where do we go nobody knows?
Don't ever say you're on your way down... when
God gave you style and gave you grace
And put a smile upon your face..." -- Coldplay - "God put a smile upon your face"...
I hope she reads this blog...
the second thing that happened is a result of my dilemma at work... as some of you will recall, and many of you provided ample comments when I said that there were three women at work that had approached me for lunch or dinner or something else... I was concerned, because I don't want to get anything started... It's not a good idea to start relationships with co-workers as you have to deal with the aftermath of 'what happens when it doesn't work out'... I did go out with one of the women, and all she did was talk about her boyfriend... so, that was a bust for me... but, maybe that is a good thing... then, this week the second lady took me out to lunch, and it was pretty good, because she paid... I mean, are you kidding me, most of you claim that you will go Dutch, however, I've not read that any of you will pay for your man's meal... interesting... but, then, this is the cyberworld... and, I am talking about the real world... so, the second lunch was also a bust... even though she paid... this lady wanted advice... and, man oh man, am I a sucker for giving advice... I couldn't believe the words that were coming out of my mouth... and, since we went to Bennyhana's I told them that it was her birthday, so they took a picture of us and sang happy birthday to her, and she was laughing and smiling... now, why was it a good thing?
"I wait on you
Forever
Any day
Hand and foot
Your world
Is my world...
'Cause baby
You smile
I smile..." -- Justin Bieber "You smile"
So, this co-worker had just gotten a divorce, and she doesn't 'see' me... she says I am like a father figure... I can't even believe a woman would say that to me... but, be that as it may... I listened to her story and gave her advice... she is like a free spirit and has found a possible 'sameone'... or, her eyes are deceiving her... or, she just needs to find herself... or a million other things... but, I listened, and when she asked me what she should do, I told her to go ahead and fuck his brains out...
no, I didn't say that... I told her to be true to her emotions, but, understand that people have needs and her feeling of true love may not be what this new man is thinking... so, yes, I told her to follow her heart, but to also be cautious... I also... what a fool am I ... I told her that to watch the movie: 'eat, pray, love'... because of the things she was telling me, and because (although I hate chick flicks, but, if I didn't, then, this chick flick might say something to me....) the movie takes a woman thru her life and she does find herself...
well, my friend, went and bought the book and she thanked me, because she could relate to the main character... she is supposed to watch the movie this weekend... let's see what happens... I hope she finds what she is looking for...
the next thing that happened... happened yesterday... the third lady at work gave me her phone number... and I didn't even ask... now, I know a bunch of you are saying----- "NOOOO" ----- "SHE IS TOO YOUNG" ------- "DON'T DO IT EASY"... but, hear me out... you people are so quick to judge and criticize.... and, I say that in a nice, kind, gentle, easy going way...
This is the young melonlicious woman who is way too young for this naïve soul... but, a week ago, when she left the office, I told her to stay out of trouble, and of course, she told me for the second time, that she had absolutely nothing planned, and I felt her eyes blink, and blink and blink... and, I got an erection... Ok, so I didn't get an erection, and maybe, she didn't blink, but, wishful thinking is ok for me... plus, I'm writing this and you all are still reading...
I thought of this song, and still do, as I am writing this blog...
"She's only 18
Don't like the Rolling Stones
She took a short cut
To being fully grown..." -- Red Hot Chili Peppers "She's only 18"
Well, that's what I was thinking... and, after I told her to stay out of trouble, I told her if she did get into trouble, she could call me... and, I wrote my phone number on a piece of paper and gave it to her... now, since we work together, she could have my cell number my role allows my business stakeholders to call me... so, I wasn't being too forward... but, she took my number and said goodbye and left...
then, this past Monday, she said she stayed out of trouble and went to visit her parents... so, I thought, well, that's the end of that, and since HR didn't call me for some kind of harassment, that I was in the clear, and all was good...
Until, she went to leave the office yesterday, she says to me... try to stay out of trouble, but, if you do get into trouble call me... yes, she said that... OMG... I said rather sheepishly, that I didn't have her phone number... she got a post it note and wrote her number down... and, said have a great weekend...
OMG... now, that is a good day...
thank you very much...
Boom, that just happened...
and, so my little pretties, I will leave you with that... I hope to add another installment to my blog with my far away lover who spent two nights with me in Dallas last December...
any thoughts???
thanks for reading...
Anyway,
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Now that we were painted with are second layer of masks... we needed to get the appropriate attire..
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Posted:Mar 1, 2016 10:20 pm
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Now that we were painted with are second layer of masks... we needed to get the appropriate attire for our Masquerade Ball at the Tower at CityPlace... a swanky 42 story building that was built as part of the 7-11 twin towers that never was...
Still, this one building off of Central Expressway is impressive. I was there three years ago at a wedding... about half-way up the building is this large interior atrium that serves as a reception area for all sorts of events including: weddings; fund raisers; parties and what not... In a few hours my lover from a far away place and I were going to be there in our outfits for the ball...
but, now, we needed to put our heads together and figure out what to wear... After much discussion, and role playing, we decided that we should wear art deco costumes... she would be a re-definition of Jane Jetson from the cartoon family "The Jetson's" and, I would be a variation of Obi Wan-Kenobi... The challenge was to find costumes that would work for an event where snobby, rich people were going to be attending... so, we had to be tasteful, but... really, really cool so that "We could be like the cool , 'Cause all the cool , they seem to fit in. ... 'Cause all the cool , they seem to get it."
"Yeah, they're living the good life, can't see what he is going through.
They're driving fast cars, but they don't know where they're going.
In the fast lane, living life without knowing.
And he says, "I wish that I could be like the cool ..." -- Echosmith "Cool "
I wonder if one of the bloggers that reads and comments on my blogs will actually put lyrics in one of her blogs... she said that she would, but one never knows what will happen, until it happens...
So, the only place I could think of to go in late December to get a 'costume' was 'Party City'... oh my, this place (they have several in the DFW area) has saved my bacon many times... I've gotten Halloween; New years eve party costumes... you name it, they got it... but, you have to see it... you know how I'm always speaking or writing out loud... where here it is again... we need quick one-time use costumes for the masquerade ball and, the peeps at 'Party City' always are imaginative and helpful... well, most of them are... today, I am with one of the most creative women that I've ever met in my life, so that helps quite a bit... we look at Kiss outfits; marvel comics suits, and just go down each aisle stuffing our shopping cart with all kinds of stuff... we know we can mix and match... plus, they are having a 80% off clearance sale of practically everything in the store... so, that is always a plus... we find a quiet area in the back... no, we are not going to make luv... well, not right now... of course, before the night is over I have a mind to taste her and have her taste me and we will taste each other simultaneously... but, not right this second people... please focus on the story and the plot line of being in a Party City store and having to concoct costumes for our incredible masks that Alexis painted on our faces earlier today detailed in the previous blog (some of you that read me get so frustrated, because I explain too much for those that are just joining in... relax... take it easy... the easy going way... ). As it is my clock is running out of time... my heavenly creature departs for another world tomorrow at noon.. I need to take this slow... remember these moments...
Like Sara Farrell would sing:
"We're just ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
Cause we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow
Take it slow, ohh
This time we'll take it slow
Take it slow, ohh
This time we'll take it slow..." -- Sara Farrell "Ordinary People" (John Legend cover).
And, so, like in the movie 'Pretty woman', she begins mixing and matching costumes... and, we find three that will make her the star of the ball... and, then, she helps me put together a make-shift "Blade-runner/desert dweller/marvel hero kind of character...
We each have these masks Halloween style, but, supersized for much larger faces than our own... and, they have that mesh so that one can breathe through a mouth that is too big for us but, would have worked for a larger person... and, with this in mind we select these plastic masks, that with a little scissor-work, and some foam will allow the mask to go over our painted faces without smearing them... so, basically, we will have masks within the mask... I like that... then, if people ask to take off our mask, they will get another one before digging into the real us...
well, we think this is going to be fun... now, for our footwear... she spies Aladdin slippers with tassles that cause her outfit to sparkle... to be honest, she sparkles in her birthday suit... at least, for me... but, this isn't about me... it is about her... about 'the time of your life '... and, for me, she sees these transformer cars that with a little imagination if you cut out the insides you are left with a one-piece shoe that when filled with 10 read rubber snakes gives the appearance of lightweight shoes that could propel one to go 100 miles per hour... (just go with it)... I thought it was a stretch, but, my little tinkerer got really ingenious with some Pocahontas footwear and before you know it, we were ready for the masquerade ball... except we needed hats... one always needs hats for these things... and, we came across those top hats like they had in "Dumb & Dumber" (ironic don't you think?)... one a bright red, and the other blue...
yes, this was going to be fun... if they let us in...
and, we were on our way to our ball...
"Are we really happy here
With this lonely game we play
Looking for words to say
Searching but not finding
Understanding anywhere
We're lost in a masquerade..." -- George Benson "This Masquerade"
and, here is where I leave you my little pretties... (yes, some of you have written to me to stretch this one out... but, what is it that you wanted me to stretch... oh, that's right... this story)...
any thoughts?
thanks for the read...
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After enjoying the taste of real
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Posted:Feb 29, 2016 9:54 pm
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After enjoying the taste of real "Fletcher's" corny dogs at the state fair and licking mustard (yucky!!!) off of my lover, my goddess and I toured Big 'D' en route to "Body Paint Misbehavin'"...
So, for those of you who haven't read my previous posts of this visit to my neck of the woods from my Aphrodite, the one who has travelled hundreds of miles to please and be pleased... and, yes, we have danced, eaten, ridden a train, made luv in my car at the 'Botanic Gardens' in Fort Worth... tasted each others essence; imprinted the most wonderful sensations of our lives in recesses of our minds for millions of flashbacks to stimulate this naïve soul for the rest of his days... perhaps, the same is true for my melonlicious lover... she has a way about her that has allowed me to be as one with her... to make me feel young again... to make me feel whole again... almost like falling into an Adele song and not wanting to climb out...
"Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am home again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am whole again..." -- Adele - "Love Song (311 cover)"
Just stay there listening and getting pampered while pampering... the gentle touches of her hand to my face of her lips to my dick... of my lips to both sets of her lips... the sweetest escape that I've ever been apart of... yes, I've merged many lyrics here... to inspire those that dare... those that... maybe want to believe that it is possible to find that sameone... not that soul mate, because we are human, and there are more than one possibilities that exist for us... if there was only one, why the variety... why have zillions of colors, zillions of flavors, more than one butterfly, more than one moon... have you thought about that... maybe, just maybe...
"And I found love where it wasn't supposed to be
Right in front of me
Talk some sense to me..." -- Amber Run - "I found"...
Could this be real? who cares... you are feeling this as you read it... maybe, you are moist... have you done any of these things... have you planned something like this for a stranger... not really a stranger, but, you'd never met this person, only thru cyberspace and some phone calls... the world is too small to ignore the intensity of that sameone... you've thought about it, you've come close, and maybe, you've experienced it, maybe not... maybe, these writings will be that jumpstart for you... that void that could be filled, if only you thought it were possible...
She is special... she chooses to invest quality time with me... why would somebody travel that far just to do the same old shit that you've been doing... you can get lucky with anybody when you look like you do, and say and write the things you do... but, for this beauty of the mind, there is a twist of the head, as if she has been distracted from a book that she's read a million times, only this distraction shakes her entire body... takes her to places she only wrote about, not really feeling it was possible to experience it in real life... she wants to love and be loved... not to be owned, but, to be cherished... a hurt that feels good... kisses that last... and last, and last...
"It's good to love, it's good to love
Just let me love
It's good to love, it's good to love
My skin's aching sore from friction past
Touch me softly make our kisses last..." -- FKA Twigs - "Good to Love"
She's been game for anything I've laid out for her... but, I've always given her options... I don't force, I don't demand.... we talk, we agree, we laugh, we touch...
Our destination is in North Dallas off of Midway road... We drive to the body paint specialist... Alexis is her name... I set this up the week before her visit as a possibility, just in case... and, sure enough, this worked out...
We came prepared as Alexis was an expert in painting people's body's... She asked us to bring an open mind and loose fitting clothing so that she could construct the proper attire for our masquerade ball that evening... we were excited... and, little did I know, but I had met Alexis two years ago... Yes, she was at an Anne Rice book signing in 2013 at the 'Barnes & Noble' on Northwest Highway and she was dressed in this incredible outfit that brought rave reviews from Anne and her Christopher who was also there signing his books... that was a cool event... but, Alexis didn't recognize me, and that was ok, because today, like the past two days, was about my lover... the one who sees me... at least right now... I'm in heaven as all of my senses have been sharpened to the roundness of a heart with the beating of eroticism and lust and love... is that possible... well, I'm writing this, so yes, it is possible today for me, my little pretties... this is not Kansas or Canada or Spain or Tennessee... we are in God's country... and, you know what... wherever I am with a lover, it is God's country... I don't care if it Singapore, Hawaii, Dallas, you pick the place... and, if we are there, then it is god's country... only not too cold...
We entered into the Alexis world... Her place was decked out with paintings and supplies all over the place... she took us to the back of her house where her two-car garage had been converted into 'the place where dreams really are made of'... along the sides of the walls were samples of her masterpieces... she truly was a master of her craft... she painted anything and anyone under the sun... there was a couple there that she was currently working on where they were laying on a table naked and she was using fruit and edible massage oil to coat their bodies... she asked them if we could take a peek and they agreed... this was going to be such an erotic set of moments for them... but, we gave them their privacy and went outside where Alexis had another work space laid out for us...
She was going to face paint masks for our adventure later tonight... She had a notebook and she asked us questions about our clothing, what would be revealed, how exotic did we want to look, did we want anything on our arms, hands, legs, feet, elsewhere... she showed us pictures and had 'Imogen Heap' songs playing in the background... I luv Imogen... many don't understand the passion of her music, but, I do... and, so Alexis was already scoring points with my lover...
"So, let go, let go
Jump in
Oh well, what you waiting for?
It's all right..." -- Frou Frou - "Let Go"
Once we decided what we wanted, she made suggestions and then started the magic... she slowly transformed this goddess into a woman that could not be, would not be ignored at this masquerade ball... OMG, the colors she used to highlite her face with a mask that said... she was intriguing, she was alluring, she was beautiful... and, then, she put some soft rose petals on her legs above her feet... I was stunned... now, she was already beautiful to me... my mind had been captured long ago by her words... but, somehow, now, I pictured her in this look in her attire for the night... thank god she sees me... don't let her wake up... at least for the next 18 hours... that's all I ask... keep the dream alive... cherish this moment.... close your eyes, look at her, close you eyes, look at her... now... I won't forget...
Alexis applies her magic to me... and, she has outdone herself.. my fav color is blue, and she has created this mask like a Flash Gordon design... only blue... with streaks of red... she paints gold bracelets on my wrists... and puts wings near my ankles...
We are going to have a blast at the ball tonight...
yes we are...
and, I will leave you all with that... can you taste it... can you breathe it... can you...
thanks, in advance for your comments...
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My goddess had less than 24 hours to be in this dream... We got off the train and she said...
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Posted:Feb 28, 2016 7:22 am
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My goddess had less than 24 hours to be in this dream... We got off the train and she said 'What Now?'
As you may recall, my heavenly creature that I had met thru blogging, messages, snail mail, email and phone calls had finally arrived to meet me face-to-face yesterday (as I began writing this multi-part blog)...
She had wanted me to visit her, and had offered to pay for my expenses to there and back... but, alas... this warm-bodied creature does not like the cold weather... so, for me to visit her could only happen in June or any of the other warm weather months... but, she could come here and we would make great music together...
"There is a clock in mind
We running out of time
Killing it goes so easily
I want to feel her breathe
I want her hands on me..." -- Tiesto - "The Right Song" (feat. Natalie La Rose) - slight variation to the lyrics to set the tone...
And, now she was here on her second day of this 2 1/2 day trip...
Although it was only 11:00 AM, and we had just had passionate luv making on the RTE from DFW to Ft. Worth (stopping at the midpoint range as we had experienced yet another first moment of intimacy) I told her that we had options... We could go to a masquerade ball tonight... and, if she wanted to do that... we had a body painting setup for later this afternoon... if she didn't like that option, of course it being around the week after Christmas, we had many options...
She didn't let me give out any options as she said... yes, I would like that... what are our lunch plans?
Now, my Aphrodite loves her food, like she loves her men... she believes in savoring each bite... taking a moment for all of her senses to experience the wonders of sharing a meal with her lover... like those intimate moments... she wants to see; smell; taste; feel; hear all that is around her while enjoying the pleasures of eating...
While she has taken this lover to places where dreams are made of, she also has the discerning palate to appreciate meals that make you want more... a meal that has a variety of flavors, evoking the outer edges of the senses... she can be satisfied... she has been satisfied on this trip... I can tell you that she has left impressionable firsts with this naïve soul who seeks only those women that want to please and be pleased...
For me, that has not been easy to find... and, it seems strange for me to type this... as, I believe I am easy going... not a push-over, because I have needs too... but, the respect that I have for others balances the selfish desires of lust that I have for women... some of you have posted recently that you want a man that can do this or treats women like that or can make you laugh... but, rarely do you state what you and he would do... what the pair of lovers hope to elevate their awareness of the pleasures of making luv... not fucking... not the animalistic nature that ensues between the act of making luv... but, those feelings and memories created that say... hey... you are a wonderful, passionate lover... the words "Thank you"... "let me please you"... a sigh... a moan... a shiver...
"Don't you shiver, shiver, shiver
I'll always be waiting for you
So you know how much I need you..." -- Coldplay - "Shiver"...
I luv the band 'Coldplay' and have seen them in concert twice... My and I met the band quite by accident, as we don't see ourselves as special... but, a few years ago, when they came to Dallas, we were fortunate enough to have purchased our tix with a promotion thru 'Best Buy', and we got to do a "Meet & Greet the band with a sound-check event" before the concert... that was sooooo cool...
At the "meet & greet", they solicited songs from the 100 or so lucky fans who attended... Of course, they only wanted to play songs from their new album, but, I was able to request 'Shiver'... why 'Shiver', because I believe that Chris Martin wrote that song for Gwyneth Paltrow... and have luved it even though they have since split... The song is powerful in the sense that Chris Martin feels like the one he sees does not see him... like my heavenly creature who has invested her time in me... that is something I've always appreciated in a person... not time, to just read your text messages or go on and on about things that don't concern two people... but, the things that make two people one for a period of time...
the sharing of stories, of passion, of emotion, of essence his and hers, of caressing, of kissing, of touching... that is the investment of time... quality, not quantity... some, here feel like if it not a 'slam bam, than you ma 'am' moment, then it is not for them...
and, these intimate moments I'm describing have been those where the meeting of the minds has come first... then, everything else that has happened has flowed as if it were and is meant to be...
Lunch will take place at the State Fair of Texas grounds, where we will eat 'Fletcher's' famous corny dogs... I hope she eats them with ketchup... many, prefer them with mustard... yucky... I am a ketchup man... but, this choice is not a deal breaker, as opposites do attract...
after lunch we shall do some sight-seeing and then get ready for our body painting session with "Body Paint Misbehavin'"...
Should be fun...
What a beautiful day... for life... we've had breakfast in bed; intimacy on a train; and then lunch at the state fair of Texas... although there is limited activities going on, the Ferris Wheel is waiting of September and special events so that it can be turned on... but, she was able to witness the spectacle of where some fireworks happened earlier in the year between 'Dream Boy' and Azhar... she wanted to participate... maybe, someday, my precious...
We fed each other our corny dogs... I kept making faces due to my dislike of mustard, but, still I licked some off of her cheek as she made sure she got some there and waited patiently for me to cleanse her, so to speak... we laughed, because the other day while we were eating bison meat with a tangy flavor the licking of the sauces from each other's faces was quite erotic... both sets of eyes gazing deeply waiting for the eventual moment that transpired later in the day...
I drove her by the site of the original Dr. Pepper plant in Dallas, that has given way to a grocery store... she also got to see White Rock lake, and some of my earlier stomping grounds...
next we were off to our 'body paint misbehavin' experience...
I'll leave you with that...
any thouhgts???
have a great sunday!!!!
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I apologize, in advance for writing this blog... but, is it ok for me to think that all women are...
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Posted:Feb 19, 2016 10:15 pm
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I apologize, in advance for writing this blog... but, is it ok for me to think that all women are crazy?
Like I said... "If I apologised
we could be the perfect couple
Well we could, but only in my mind..." -- JOSEPHINE CRONHOLM & ASHLEY SLATER - "IF I APOLOGISED"
So, hear me out...
Now, some of you will think, you are crazy 'Easy Going'... who thinks about things like this? I say... to put it out there, is the spice of life... and, since I've already apologized, it doesn't give me the right to just go off the deep end, but, at least you know that I have something to say that is based on my personal experiences...
No, I'm not going on a tirade, I'm not talking about she said this and I said that and then boo, hoo... this happened... No, I'm merely stating that there have been some experiences that have happened to me that don't always come out in my erotic or romantic blogs... yes, I know the difference between the two... and, there are differences... there are similarities, but, in the end, moments of intimacy can happen for both or just one, and it is these things that I will write about...
Years ago, when I was much younger, I was in college with this woman who wanted to have me... she knew that I had a girlfriend... It's not like I was married, but, it seemed to matter to her... but, still there was a flame inside of her that was lit and ready to go... yes, it was 'go time'... and, we were studying for a class... lights were on in my dorm room... easy going music was playing in the background and she took her clothes off and asked me to get into bed with her...
this was definitely another first for me... what could I do, but say no... are you crazy? I didn't say no, I said ok, because it seemed like the right thing to do... and we began kissing passionately and then she went down and started sucking on my dick and then she got on top of me and started to ride me...
but, then, she looked at the clock on my desk and said: 'Fuck, I'm late... I've got to go to class...'.... Now, here's my problem...
I'm just getting going... easy going is ready and primed, and all of my millions of mini mes are getting ready to go on that journey into her vagina... and, it's as if a bucket of ice water is thrown at me... I've never laid a hand on a woman... I've never forced myself...
but, picture my dick hard as a rock... and, this was way back in my twenties... I mean... please... but, 'No' means no...
I thought that was crazy... because I was thinking how beautiful the moment was... the music, her eyes... her 'perky' breasts... her freckled face... the gentleness of her and then she took me and began to have her way with me...
I'm thinking I'm in heaven... and, she could have thought about algebra homework, or getting her nails done, or racing to class... yes, that was crazy... I never got intimate with her again...
Another time, I was with my ex and I thought we were making mad, passionate luv... the kind that I have had in the past few years... the kind that brings out a sweat and a pounding and a lovely pain to both people... I don't know if any of you have experienced this, but, I have... and, as you know I treat love making very personal... it's about two people... not one and an appliance... oh, sure, I can be the boy toy, and all of that, but, I want to be in the moment...
so, here we are in the comfort of our home and I'm in a groove and thinking she's on the same page, and she stops and looks at me and says: 'did you remember to pick up the milk"... who asks that question when you are supposed to be focusing on each other...that is crazy...
With my last lover, we had been dating for a couple of months... we'd shared intimate moments of passion and her having multiple orgasms and she telling me how much she cared about me... so, I'm feeling pretty good... we go out to dinner one night as I picked her up... and, in her neighborhood, there used to be a state trooper... and, she'd told me that she had dated a policeman before... I mean, I'm ok with people chatting with me about their lives... I share my experiences as well... but, then, as we were driving by the state trooper's house, she asked me to honk so that she could wave at him... and, I'm like WTF... why would you do such a flirtatious thing while you are with me... did that make sense? I don't think it did... I thought it was crazy... if I see a beautiful woman, I will look at her... I may be with someone, but, I'm not dead... how do you see people if you don't see?
anyway, I definitely think that the request was crazy...
"You don't need to wonder, you're doing fine
And my love, the pleasure's mine
Let me go crazy on you..."
This week, I finally went to lunch with Kathy.... the red head at work... you may recall, that I wrote about not wanting to go out with women from work... Yes, many of you said: 'NOOOOOOO' don't do it... it is not safe... but, some of you said, 'just go for it, you only have one life to live'... well, so I went for it...
It was a nice lunch... and I couldn't help but stare at those melonlicious breasts and her red hair and she had a tat, and she told me that she was greek and that her and her four each had tats with this Armenian cross... I thought that was interesting... I didn't tell her that I am without tats, because I feel like my body is a temple... but, that's my own feeling... others, do, and can do whatever they want... so, I thought the lunch was going well... but, then, she starts to suck on my dick...
no, I'm just kidding... she started talking about her boyfriend that she got back with during the Christmas holidays, but, she wasn't talking about him passionately... she seemed to just be going thru the motions, like a Dan Fogelberg song... there was no fire in her eyes... and, then we talked about our ... and, she mentioned some issues between her ... but, none with the daughters... I told her to forgive herself... she, just looked at me... and, then I told her how me and my do all kinds of stuff now, and I attribute that to the fact, that I made an effort to spend quality time with my ... one on one time, with each of them... but, I did bond with my ... and do things with my sons too... and, her head tilted as I was talking... but, I don't know... I thought, why come seek me out to have lunch with you and then spend time telling me about your boyfriend... and, yet, still be interested in the conversation I bring to the table... I thought that was crazy...
"(That/Oh) it's sad to belong to someone else
When the right one comes along,
Yes, it's sad to belong to someone else
When the right one comes along...." -- England Dan & John Ford Coley - "It's sad to belong"
So, my cube mate talked to me today... she was out sick yesterday...
she is so young... and, yet, she asked me what my plans were for the weekend... I told her I would be playing cards at Winstar on Saturday, and then, I would go to Fort Worth on Sunday to watch my perform at Hyena's comedy club... she would be doing a 15 minute set...
I asked her what her plans were... she looked right at me, and said she didn't have anything to do this weekend... OMG... and, what did I say...
thanks for reading my blog...
please let me know your thoughts...
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I was minding my own business this week at work, and wouldn't you know it, three women asked me out
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Posted:Feb 16, 2016 10:04 pm
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I was minding my own business this week at work, and wouldn't you know it, three women asked me out to lunch or dinner...
Kathy, the voluptuous red-head wants to take me to lunch tomorrow... After months of flirtatious activity on her part, I decided to say yes... I mean, what could go wrong?
Well, I believe in luck and everything, but, I don't like messing with women at work, because only 'bad' things can happen, if it doesn't work out... I wish, for these kinds of moments that I could cyberspace trade them in for bloggers that I have come to like on this site... you know, where you snap your fingers and poof you are in another universe... well, that's what I want to do... I want this feature...
But, I don't care... I am going to go to lunch tomorrow with Kathy and that's that... fuck it!!!
"When I've shown you that I just don't care
When I'm throwing punches in the air
When I'm broken down and I can't stand
Would you be man enough to be my man?
Lie to me
I promise I'll believe..." -- Sheryl Crow - "Strong enough"
Then, Donna asked me to dinner tonight 'cause we attended a business-related function and I said WTF, let's go... So, we went to FuddRucker's and had burgers... we went dutch, and I was a perfect gentlemen... And, then, I left the business function early, 'cause we took separate cars... she texted me wondering why I left early... I told her I had things to do and places to go to... She said, she'd see me at work tomorrow... Problem averted...
"I'll keep wanting you for just one more kiss.
So make it rain. I'm waiting for you to become mine.
Maybe this is not the right time..." -- Colbie Caillat - "Make it rain"
Then, Cyndi pops into the equation... OMG, this is my new cubemate (we were re-arranged last week)... She is a melonlicious woman... super, super hot... I don't even think she is anatomically correct, because her 'natural tits are huge in proportion to the rest of her body (reminds me of one of my girlfriends in high school)... and, it pains me to talk to her, because I have to stare into her beautiful black eyes, and she has long jet-black hair... and, her facial features are so soft and perfect... Now, she is too fucking young for me... she is 32 years old... I can't go out with her... she is a single head of a household with a young ... I don't know what to do, but, she brought up the monster jam event that I had talked to her about with my grandson, and then started talking about lunch and what she likes to eat... and, I had to run away... because this is simply not going to work... I don't know if you all ever have to deal with that.... I think why isn't her name Barbie... how come it's Cyndi... does she sleep on her back... maybe, she has back problems... maybe, she needs someone to help her... I don't know... she showed me where she keeps her snacks... why would she do that? plus, they are all healthy foods... I showed her my snacks... they are junk food... things like popcorn, peanut butter crackers, lollipops... you know, the usual stuff... but, I can't do this... I simply won't... Then why am I writing this? Because, I'm a weak, flawed, simple, easy going man... that's why... and, I don't care...
"(I can't stop wanting you)
It's useless to say
So I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday
(Dreams of yesterday)..." -- Ray Charles - "I can't stop loving you"
I've had bloggers post that they don't do stuff at work, but, then, boom they do, and it always goes wrong... but, here's my problem... These women are real... they are alive, and they see me...
On this site, the few women that see me that 'may' be real live in Canada or New Hampshire or Wyoming or Tennessee or Spain or Venus... why is that? the really, close ones have a myriad of reasons for not wanting to meet face to face...
That's like people who believe in hell, always thinking that they will be tortured with the things they really want... I believe in heaven as it is here on earth it has to be somewhere else...
Now, let me re-iterate for those of you that are still reading... I only like women that like themselves... that is clearly stated in my profile...
I am just a man... I like myself... if I see a woman I like, I go for it... but, the real ones are the right ones... they make sense to me...
I don't know about this cyberspace stuff... it gives me the freedom to write... and, that makes it ok...
Is it wrong to want to make luv with a woman as if it were the first time and could be the last time, because that's how I want to remember this moment of intimacy? I say it is not wrong... and, I'm going to be very careful with these ladies at work...
thanks for the read...
laters...
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Do you ever go to a movie and see examples of your writing style in the movie... and, think OMG this
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Posted:Feb 14, 2016 8:13 pm
Last Updated:Feb 18, 2016 9:42 pm
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Do you ever go to a movie and see examples of your writing style in the movie... and, think OMG this is exactly how I would have written the screen play for those two happenings...
Well, that happened to me today as I went to go see the movie: 'Deadpool'.
I thought the movie was awzam!!!
There were two specific things that I do in my blogs that was done in the screenplay.
First, they used my reference of intimacy with my lover as "treating it as a first and maybe a last time"... (although, the reasons were very different, it just got me)... I started laughing when I heard that... My date looked at me, and said it wasn't that funny... but, she doesn't read my blogs...
The second thing that happened is that they introduced the potential for a song to be played should an event happen in the future, and sure enough it was played later on in the movie...
I thought that was so cool...
Well, maybe my blogs are readable after all...
And, that's all I have to say about that!!!
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Clickety-clack, Clickety clack... she slowly arches her back as the train rolled down the track...
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Posted:Feb 11, 2016 10:39 pm
Last Updated:Feb 14, 2016 8:20 pm
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Clickety-clack, Clickety clack... she slowly arches her back as the train rolled down the track... But, I've gotten ahead of myself...
We had finished breakfast in bed, taken a shower and gotten dressed...
She wanted to take a train ride... so, we walked from the Hyatt to Union station... picked up tix for the Dallas to Ft. Worth Trinity Railway Express (TRE).
Walked upstairs to the train... Just as we arrived at the last car, the conductor yelled all aboard!!!
It was a cloudy morning around 10:00 AM as we walked onto the train... there was no one in this car... Oh, what a lucky man he is!!!
It was as if the Gods of Love had blessed this couple... this melonlicious lover of an easy going man who wanted to make luv on a train... There are cameras on the entrance doors to each car and on the exits on the lower level... These trains cars are double deckers... No cameras on the second floor and there are windows galore...
As the train is moving we sit on the top level and she kisses me... clickety-clack... clickety clack... I luv that sound... reminds me of the time I rode the night train from Rome to Venice... Oh, that was a cool train ride... I want to do it with a lover some day and also do the Orient express... just sayin'...
But, now let me focus on my Aphrodite... my goddess who sees me... the one that travelled over a thousand miles to be with her lover... to be loved by a man who knows how to love a woman... who knows how to kiss and kisses and wants to be kissed here, there, anywhere... we start on the lips... as she gets out of her chair and puts her arms around me... as she begins kissing me, Lauv starts singing to us as if they are in the same compartment... but, that's impossible... but, I feel this moment... I live and breathe for moments like this... and, this is how it feels now...
"Do you want it bad?
Yeah she said, baby do ya?
Or are you just comfortable?" -- Lauv - "Comfortable"
We embrace while it begins raining on the train... It is so erotic...
What are we wearing... who cares? But, I'm going to tell you anyway... my goddess is wearing a light blue sweat suit... and, I am wearing a grey sweat suit... these are perfect for quick removal and quick dressing... we are on a train for god's sake... and, we are defying all logic and sensibility... Not like the novel 'Sense and Sensibility' by Jane Austen... My lover wants to have me in a train... she wants to listen to our music... did I say ours? yes, I did... why, you might ask? because, I have shared music with her over these past few months and she has bottled up so much erotic or lustful feelings that she needs to release it with me... and, I'm here to please... so, come on and make my day... it is seven minutes from the first stop to the second stop on this ride... with about 10 stops to Fort Worth from Dallas...
We come up to the first stop and we have been kissing each other as if we have only been face to face for less than 36 hours... and, that's exactly what it is... Have you ever wanted to taste your lover and keep tasting her... and, she smells so good, and she feels so good, her breasts are rubbing up against you and you are so turned on that an erection makes your pants look like there is some kind of alien getting ready to come out... Well, that is what is going on... true, uninhibited loving... I put my hand to the side of her face as I'm kissing her... and, I feel Madelyn Grant's hand touch my face and touch her face as she begins to sing 'Seven Seas' to us... it is an erotic song that is so mesmerizing that I honestly feel that she is in the train beside us... but, that would be crazy... that doesn't make sense... but, these moments don't have to make sense... all they have to do is move you... they just have to take you to a place that you want to be taken too... a place, that you know you want... as you are biting your lower lip reading this blog... there is a wetness below that tells me that you will keep reading, because you want to feel like this... you want a man to take you where the world is in a dreamlike state... and all of your erotic buttons are being pushed... not one at a time... you can't explain it, 'cause it doesn't need explaining... I pause to breathe... come to your senses as the train stops with it's first destination...
"when your escape is your destruction...
when your escape is gone...
what do you turn too...
what do you turn too..." -- Madelyn Grant - "Seven Seas"....
The train waits a minute for any new passengers going on this journey... like 'Risky Business', we are blessed by the God of Rain and the God of Love... I have my goddess right here with me... we are still kissing... yes, I sneak a peek to make sure that no one is going to disturb us... 'Safety first'... 'Stranger Danger'... but, we are ok...
then, the train lurches forward to let us know that our time to become one motion, an intimate moment of another first for my melonlicious lover... for us to have two bodies tightly fit like a glove that is being readied for this romance, this luv making...
We hear Arizona singing to us... the rain is coming down hard on the top of the train... the drops are deafening... but, we don't care... the rhythm of the train has set the tone for our hearts... I feel my breathing and hers in a beat with the heart throb, and another throb below is ready to be inside her... she takes her top off and the bra falls to the wayside... my pants are removed...
"I'll never leave you on the wire
So let me touch your fire
Oh, I'm cold, sick and I'm tired
So baby, let me touch your fire..." -- Arizona - "Let me touch your fire"...
She turns her back to me...
Clickety-clack, Clickety-clack... she slowly arches her back as the train rolled down the track....
She grabs my dick and inserts it inside her as her back is to me... she wants me to kiss her neck and massage her breasts with my hands as she goes up and down to the sound of the train and the rain... OMG, I am in heaven.... don't want to sound too morbid... but, it would not have killed me to die this way... if you catch my drift... not saying that I want to die... but, life was good at that moment in time... my lover was turning her body in a circle back and forth as she was moving up and down... I could feel her shutter and moan when she came... her juices flowing over the towel off of my dick and balls... and she shivered and we were as one...
these precious moments will never leave my brain... oh sure, if I get Alzheimer's or dementia, I may never be able to access them... but, they are incredible pieces of a wonderful experience...
I ask her if she would be so kind as to let me suck on her breasts while she straddles both of the chairs that face each other... she says yes... she is a brave one... as, in order to do this, she has back to the window of the car and has a foot on each seat ...
this is an incredible view for me... my goddess is naked in front of me on a train... her breasts are calling out to me to kiss, lick and suck them... I can just insert myself into her and play with her breasts in my mouth and with my hands... I even let her suck on a nipple with me at the same time... she luvs that... and she comes again.... as she is totally in sync with me...
"There are so many things that I don't understand...
There's a world within me that I cannot explain
Many rooms to explore, but the doors look the same
I've been, for sometime, looking for someone
I need to know now
Please tell me who I am..."... -- Daft Punk - "Within"...
This song comes on... It is one that I have posted before... but, now, it is here as a first on a train with my goddess...
As the train keeps moving down the tracks we are sweating and living erotic moments of lust and luv, and we both look at each other as the orgasm from the gods above explodes between us just as a bolt of lightning hits in the countryside and, a double rainbow appears...
the train begins to slow as it arrives at the next stop...
we put our sweats back on...
I thank her for this moment...
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She called me... told me she didn't mean to dial my number, was intending to call someone else...
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Posted:Feb 7, 2016 9:50 pm
Last Updated:Feb 10, 2016 4:10 pm
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She called me... told me she didn't mean to dial my number, was intending to call someone else...
She is the mother of one of my old flames from years ago... Her husband passed a few years ago... I re-connected with her in 2010, when the old flame found me on FB...
There's nothing amorous or erotic in this relationship...
My friend is a good egg... when I first dated her I was 14... The relationship with my old flame lasted till I was 19 and in college... we had moved from Kansas City to Dallas when I turned 16 and it was a crazy long-distance relationship to maintain...
Prior to that, while we were dating my friend, yes, she is my friend now, would drive her and I to movies and museums and concerts and we had so much fun... she is a special lady...
Having only one , a , has been challenging as that married 5 times and had many ... there's nothing wrong with that, but, when you are just one grandparent or just one great-grandparent on one side of the family it is hard to devote time, resources and energy...
so, her call, earlier today, as a perceived mistake, ended up lasting for an hour... I hadn't spoken or texted her on FB in a while as she's been dealing with personal issues and things she needed to take care of...
but, a series of unfortunate events have happened to her and she just needed to vent... so, I gave an ear to her, as over the years, I've seen her donate time to help her loved ones out and to save animals...
every time I go up to Kansas City to visit family, I always make an effort to see her...my friend... whether we meet at the airport or at a restaurant or at her house, I always try to schedule something and she always makes time for me... It is interesting that I have kind of reversed roles with her, as now she asks me for advice on things, where as before, I would ask her for advice...
she doesn't have many people to be her sounding board, as most pull on her because she is so giving and kind-hearted... so, today, she was feeling sad over the loss of yet another of her friends... as she ages, so do her close friends, and many have disappeared recently...
She told me of the death of this dear girlfriend of hers that she had known for 40 years... and, that it is taking a toll on her life... I told her to go outside and scream... and, get it out of her system... I tell her, that sometimes I have to do that... just to let me know that I've vented and want to get it out of my system... so, since she was driving her car... she said ok... and screamed out loud... then, she started laughing and thanked me, because now she felt better that she had let some of this agony disappear and had shared the story with me...
then, she told me that her sister was recently diagnosed with Alzheimer's and dementia of some sort... she had introduced me to her sister when I went up to visit her in 2010. I liked her sister, but, since her sister hadn't met me, she was a little distant and she was also going thru a divorce... so, maybe, she didn't like men... period... well, that was then... so, we talked thru her options and what she is doing and I reminded her about my 's focus on Alzheimer's and dementia within her role as activities coordinator, so she could feel my empathy for her situation... and, she felt better about it...
the bottom line, is that my friend, just needed a shoulder to cry on... someone that would listen... I didn't ask for anything... I didn't expect anything... she just wanted someone to talk to... I told her that she could call me anytime she wanted, and, it was ok, if was accidental... no worries... this is the same friend where I had sent her a Christmas gift one year, with the movie 'Saving Silverman' (she loves Neil Diamond, and hadn't seen the movie) and pet rocks with names of her grandchildren... she loved that...
She said thanks and that she would keep me posted...
If someone should reach out to you, please give them a few minutes of your time... they may not have anyone else to listen to...
Have a great week!!!
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