Image by Gustty via Flickr I just finished watching Mr. Brooks with Kevin Costner. I don't know why I have never heard of this movie before. I was on the edge of my seat the whole time. I'm usually very good at predicting what's going to happen next in these thriller type movies but I couldn't nail Mr. Brooks down.
Which got me to thinking about secret lives of people. Everybody has a secret, that I believe. There's always something one is not proud of to admit. It could range from the completely benign to the outrageous. It can be as simple as a guilty pleasure or it can be a secret life such as mine- swinger. I want to know more about what other lifestyles you have or what you'd rather be than what you are right now. Some people dream of being rockstars, I dream of being a princess. :) It can be a dream job. You might be stuck in a cubicle but you really wish you were pursuing your dream of music.
I'd like to hear what you guys have to say. Of course, you can all post as anonymous as to keep whatever it is you have, a secret. It would be interesting to see what other people are not comfortable sharing with people they know. Go...
You know that song by Whitney Houston, I'm Every Woman? Well, I found the male version, it's all in him. Lucky me, right? It's almost as if a higher power heard my request for the perfect guy, made him and sent him my way. Ok, he's not that perfect but who is? He's pretty close to my dream man though. He has blue eyes, he's over 6 feet tall, he's got the strong lean body I like in a guy, has nice big hands, nice and big down there too. He likes the same music I do, jazz, R&B and some Hip Hop. He does everything he could to keep me interested and happy. How did I get so lucky? He insists on paying for everything because he said men should take care of women. I'm all about gender equality but it's refreshing to have a guy who genuinely thinks I deserve to be treated the right way in that sense. He has a life but never makes me feel like I have to wait in line to fit in his schedule. As great as our time in the bedroom is, I enjoy him just as much outside. We can talk for hours without the awkward pause. He's a gentleman who can rock my world in bed. So when this man asked me to be his girlfriend, I couldn't refuse. That of course means, I'm not going to see any other boy toys but him. He's worth giving that up and it's been a fun ride. I hope the end is far. I'm jealous of the girl who will eventually own him completely someday. For now, I'll soak up every wonderful moment we have together.
Image via WikipediaWe met in August under very unexpected, unplanned circumstances. I was also strongly considering quitting the swinging lifestyle for good after having my heart broken over and over again. I began to grow tired of the search for the right man. I did not want just empty sex anymore, I wanted depth. I have been looking for this man for a while now but didn't know that I was going to find him that night. Nothing was special about the night. In fact I was on my way to meet someone else I haven't seen in a while and been planning to see for weeks.
I first laid eyes on his profile in a non-swinger dating site that was recommended by a friend. He wrote me first but I told him it was too bad I can't provide what he needs because his profile said he wanted to be in a long term relationship. He was quick to reply, "I may be looking for LTR but I still have needs." I like an honest guy. Big grin He hasn't stopped asking to meet me in person since.
Our schedules were always so hard to sync and finally that one night, the boy toy I was going to see had to push back our meeting time and I was all ready with nowhere to go so I asked if the new guy was free. Long story short, he had his son with him that week (he's divorced) so he couldn't leave his place on a short notice. I was welcome to come over and say hi he said as long as we're quiet so we don't wake his son up. The living room was right next to his son's room so we had to talk in his room. Very sneaky right? I was having second thoughts and felt so stupid for doing something so risky. I normally would meet these guys in public for obvious reasons. I thought he couldn't possibly try anything stupid because his son was there. His "son" could have been made up for all I know and yet I took the bait. I guess when it's right, it just happens. He was a perfect gentleman considering I was in his bedroom and even though he knows I was about to meet someone and have sex. He kept his distance and was very polite. As I was getting more comfortable, he started flirting with me but still waiting for my green light.
I finally let him kiss me and the rest was history. The guy I was going to meet that night didn't have condoms with him and wanted me to pick some up on my way to him. It was late for crying out loud. So, that was his last chance. Our lips met and he passed the kissing test. He was gentle and yet in control. He was on top of me and his leg applied well thought out pressure on my now quickly heating area between my legs. He hit just the right spot, made me want him more and soon. Oh, he's good! I unzipped his pants and there it was, the most handsome cock I've ever seen and yes, huge! Now, you wonder, does he have the skills to go with the size or is he one of those guys who feel they don't have to exert much effort because size will take care of it? Well, I'm glad to announce, he has skills too. This was turning out to be a special night. To be continued...
It's been a while, that's for sure. I lost my desire to blog because I surrendered. I felt like my whole world collapsed. Well, maybe not that extreme but it felt like everything was floating everywhere due to the absence of gravity. Gravity being, the one who rejected me.
Good news is, I've taken advantage of my status as being unemployed and I've finished little projects I've started years ago. Also, next month, on Valentine's Day, I will be done with my Program (something to do with the Software Industry). One other accomplishment of mine is finally closing that door of hoping for him to come back. Just a few days ago, I've finally given up on him and in this case, giving up is a good thing. I'm not gonna waste any more of my time explaining how he wronged me over and over again. I'm just happy and relieved that I finally got it through my very thick head.
Another good news is that I met someone. Ear to ear grin He is wonderful. I can even say he's heaven-sent. That story will be for another day.
I blog because I love to write. It's therapeutic and it's a window to a completely different world than my own. I write about what matters to me but may not necessarily matter to others but then again, it's my blog. My husband and I are swingers and I write about that as well. It’s mostly very graphic. I write in detail so you can experience my adventures as if you were there. I never knew such world existed and if you don't either or just want to know more, this is the place for you. Warning: My swinger entries are not for the weak and closed-minded. If you're one or the other or both, please click the "X" on the upper right corner of your screen and save us both the trouble. If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all, is my rule.
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”