In the event anyone is still interested...

Join me on the couch. Feel free to take your time catching up and let me know if there is anything you'd like me to explain in greater depth.

I think there's a lot I'd like to get deep into with you.
 
Good morning, sexy friends. I hope you have a wonderful Sunday.
:kiss:
K

Thoughts from last night:

I don’t begrudge you your boy’s poker night in your man cave. Not at all. In fact, I rather enjoy the solace I find on the couch, curled up with a cup of ginger tea and a good book. I also honestly enjoy the occasional whooping emanating from the room when, I assume, someone’s won with a great hand or made a particularly biting off-color joke. I’m pleased to arrange copious amounts of alcohol, chips, and sandwiches. It affords me the alone I often crave.

And, I’ve known your buddies for years. I have no problem going braless or without make-up around them. It never once occurred to me that they would see me as anything other than your “old lady.” At least not until Nick wandered out of the cave after a few highballs. Granted, the others also grunted their way past me down the hall to the bathroom, but Nick was always so much more reserved. In fact, I never understood why a quiet intellectual like himself hung out with your rowdy group. So, it didn’t surprise me when he headed over to the couch. I’ve always enjoyed my conversations with Nick and assumed he was interested in what I was reading.

Instead, he walked up behind me and slid both hands down my t-shirt, grabbing a firm hold of my tits. I was completely stunned. It was entirely out of character for him. Sure, I might have expected Jay to pull such a move – more to get a rise out of me than to actually touch my tits – but Nick’s agenda was clearly different. It took me a good 10-15 seconds to object. When I joked that he’d had too much to drink and it was time to get back to the cave, he pinched my nipples and growled a low “no.” I was utterly taken aback.

As I protested, but surprised myself by making no effort to move, Nick leaned down and bit my neck. He continued groping me and rolling my stiff nipples between his thick fingers. As the drinking and card playing continued down the hall, he stopped momentarily and I tried to compose myself assuming he was going to return to the boys. Instead, I heard his zipper move. He abruptly grabbed me by my hair and told me to turn around on the couch. I really hadn’t much leeway to do otherwise and screaming just didn’t occur to me. Besides, a part of me – a large part, honestly – was incredibly turned on by Nick.

He was erect. His thick cock rested on the back of the couch. He told me to suck him and pushed my head down to his. I took him in my mouth and felt his grasp loosen a little around my hair. As he sighed and relaxed, I licked down the length of his shaft, sucking hard on his smooth bulbous head. Nick quickly took to controlling the pace with his hand in my hair and his hips demanding more. I maneuvered my tongue and tightened my lips to ensure he received the pleasure he sought from me. He was clearly worked up and I didn’t reason he’d hold back with his friends down the hall.

My grip tightened around him as I felt his hand twist in my hair. He held me in place and fucked my mouth. Several hard pumps down my throat and he came. I gagged, but he seemed oblivious. A few final pumps followed as I struggled to breathe and swallow his huge load. “Shit,” I wondered to myself, “how long has it been for the poor guy?” He seemed to cum in wave after wave.

Finally, his hand released my hair and I sat back and wiped my mouth and chin, watching as he zippered up his pants and silently headed back down the hall. I went back to my book and began to relax once more as I heard Jack sidle up behind me…


I'm still flushed from reliving this in my head and some internet play today with another who seems to enjoy poker. Oh yeah, and from finally getting back to working out.

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Whew!!! It's sooooooooo good to be home for a while! I don't have to fly anywhere again for 2 whole weeks. :D

Did I mention that I hate summer? I hate anything over 80 degrees, actually. Yesterday was definitely sundress weather. Well, sundress and airy lace panties weather, to be exact.

I think I got flirted with at the Whole Foods store. I'm typically pretty oblivious to any such overtures, but this one was rather blatant. It's been a while since I've been honest-to-God flirted with. It's fun. :)

On the bummer side, I just found out one of my favorite secretaries from work passed away. :( She had lung cancer and never stopped smoking. Please, please, please, dear friends... if you smoke, QUIT!!!!

:kiss:
K

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love the outfit and panties ;)

Glad you got flirted with...you deserve to have that happen every day:kiss:

Sorry about your friend, my father died of lung cancer from smoking many years ago. Smoking is a difficult to deal with for many as drugs and booze is. But it is always difficult for us to see the long term effect of addictions. If we feel ok today., what is the problem?

Ok...stepping off my soapbox now...
 
What an exciting story!

Good morning, sexy friends. I hope you have a wonderful Sunday.
:kiss:
K

Thoughts from last night:

I don’t begrudge you your boy’s poker night in your man cave. Not at all. In fact, I rather enjoy the solace I find on the couch, curled up with a cup of ginger tea and a good book. I also honestly enjoy the occasional whooping emanating from the room when, I assume, someone’s won with a great hand or made a particularly biting off-color joke. I’m pleased to arrange copious amounts of alcohol, chips, and sandwiches. It affords me the alone I often crave.

And, I’ve known your buddies for years. I have no problem going braless or without make-up around them. It never once occurred to me that they would see me as anything other than your “old lady.” At least not until Nick wandered out of the cave after a few highballs. Granted, the others also grunted their way past me down the hall to the bathroom, but Nick was always so much more reserved. In fact, I never understood why a quiet intellectual like himself hung out with your rowdy group. So, it didn’t surprise me when he headed over to the couch. I’ve always enjoyed my conversations with Nick and assumed he was interested in what I was reading.

Instead, he walked up behind me and slid both hands down my t-shirt, grabbing a firm hold of my tits. I was completely stunned. It was entirely out of character for him. Sure, I might have expected Jay to pull such a move – more to get a rise out of me than to actually touch my tits – but Nick’s agenda was clearly different. It took me a good 10-15 seconds to object. When I joked that he’d had too much to drink and it was time to get back to the cave, he pinched my nipples and growled a low “no.” I was utterly taken aback.

As I protested, but surprised myself by making no effort to move, Nick leaned down and bit my neck. He continued groping me and rolling my stiff nipples between his thick fingers. As the drinking and card playing continued down the hall, he stopped momentarily and I tried to compose myself assuming he was going to return to the boys. Instead, I heard his zipper move. He abruptly grabbed me by my hair and told me to turn around on the couch. I really hadn’t much leeway to do otherwise and screaming just didn’t occur to me. Besides, a part of me – a large part, honestly – was incredibly turned on by Nick.

He was erect. His thick cock rested on the back of the couch. He told me to suck him and pushed my head down to his. I took him in my mouth and felt his grasp loosen a little around my hair. As he sighed and relaxed, I licked down the length of his shaft, sucking hard on his smooth bulbous head. Nick quickly took to controlling the pace with his hand in my hair and his hips demanding more. I maneuvered my tongue and tightened my lips to ensure he received the pleasure he sought from me. He was clearly worked up and I didn’t reason he’d hold back with his friends down the hall.

My grip tightened around him as I felt his hand twist in my hair. He held me in place and fucked my mouth. Several hard pumps down my throat and he came. I gagged, but he seemed oblivious. A few final pumps followed as I struggled to breathe and swallow his huge load. “Shit,” I wondered to myself, “how long has it been for the poor guy?” He seemed to cum in wave after wave.

Finally, his hand released my hair and I sat back and wiped my mouth and chin, watching as he zippered up his pants and silently headed back down the hall. I went back to my book and began to relax once more as I heard Jack sidle up behind me…

Oh my you are sexy! And I love this story - would love to hear more. :devil:
Peach
 
Whew!!! It's sooooooooo good to be home for a while! I don't have to fly anywhere again for 2 whole weeks. :D

Did I mention that I hate summer? I hate anything over 80 degrees, actually. Yesterday was definitely sundress weather. Well, sundress and airy lace panties weather, to be exact.

I think I got flirted with at the Whole Foods store. I'm typically pretty oblivious to any such overtures, but this one was rather blatant. It's been a while since I've been honest-to-God flirted with. It's fun. :)

On the bummer side, I just found out one of my favorite secretaries from work passed away. :( She had lung cancer and never stopped smoking. Please, please, please, dear friends... if you smoke, QUIT!!!!

:kiss:
K

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whatever the reason, always gorgeous sexy beautiful, and I will add delicious;)
 
love the outfit and panties ;)

Glad you got flirted with...you deserve to have that happen every day:kiss:

Sorry about your friend, my father died of lung cancer from smoking many years ago. Smoking is a difficult to deal with for many as drugs and booze is. But it is always difficult for us to see the long term effect of addictions. If we feel ok today., what is the problem?

Ok...stepping off my soapbox now...

I'm right there with you. I'm sure my dad's smoking contributed to his cancers. :kiss:

Oh my you are sexy! And I love this story - would love to hear more. :devil:
Peach

Thank you. I appreciate having an audience to share my thoughts with when they come to me. :)

Wow, a very sexy photo and erotic story, seems as though I'm flushed as well ;)

whatever the reason, always gorgeous sexy beautiful, and I will add delicious;)

I love when you drop by, Tutanota. :kiss:

What wonderful read, very nice!

Thank you. I'm pleased you enjoyed it. :kiss:
 
Happy Monday, sexy friends!!! Hope you have a wonderful week.

:kiss:
K

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Whew!!! It's sooooooooo good to be home for a while! I don't have to fly anywhere again for 2 whole weeks. :D

Did I mention that I hate summer? I hate anything over 80 degrees, actually. Yesterday was definitely sundress weather. Well, sundress and airy lace panties weather, to be exact.

I think I got flirted with at the Whole Foods store. I'm typically pretty oblivious to any such overtures, but this one was rather blatant. It's been a while since I've been honest-to-God flirted with. It's fun. :)

On the bummer side, I just found out one of my favorite secretaries from work passed away. :( She had lung cancer and never stopped smoking. Please, please, please, dear friends... if you smoke, QUIT!!!!

:kiss:
K

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Lovely picture! Sorry for your loss :rose::rose:
 
Whew!!! It's sooooooooo good to be home for a while! I don't have to fly anywhere again for 2 whole weeks. :D

Did I mention that I hate summer? I hate anything over 80 degrees, actually. Yesterday was definitely sundress weather. Well, sundress and airy lace panties weather, to be exact.

I think I got flirted with at the Whole Foods store. I'm typically pretty oblivious to any such overtures, but this one was rather blatant. It's been a while since I've been honest-to-God flirted with. It's fun. :)

On the bummer side, I just found out one of my favorite secretaries from work passed away. :( She had lung cancer and never stopped smoking. Please, please, please, dear friends... if you smoke, QUIT!!!!

:kiss:
K

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I am not a big fan of really hot weather either. As for being flirted too, I probably miss most of the time it happens to me.
 
Good morning, sexy friends. I hope you have a wonderful Sunday.
:kiss:
K

Thoughts from last night:

I don’t begrudge you your boy’s poker night in your man cave. Not at all. In fact, I rather enjoy the solace I find on the couch, curled up with a cup of ginger tea and a good book. I also honestly enjoy the occasional whooping emanating from the room when, I assume, someone’s won with a great hand or made a particularly biting off-color joke. I’m pleased to arrange copious amounts of alcohol, chips, and sandwiches. It affords me the alone I often crave.

And, I’ve known your buddies for years. I have no problem going braless or without make-up around them. It never once occurred to me that they would see me as anything other than your “old lady.” At least not until Nick wandered out of the cave after a few highballs. Granted, the others also grunted their way past me down the hall to the bathroom, but Nick was always so much more reserved. In fact, I never understood why a quiet intellectual like himself hung out with your rowdy group. So, it didn’t surprise me when he headed over to the couch. I’ve always enjoyed my conversations with Nick and assumed he was interested in what I was reading.

Instead, he walked up behind me and slid both hands down my t-shirt, grabbing a firm hold of my tits. I was completely stunned. It was entirely out of character for him. Sure, I might have expected Jay to pull such a move – more to get a rise out of me than to actually touch my tits – but Nick’s agenda was clearly different. It took me a good 10-15 seconds to object. When I joked that he’d had too much to drink and it was time to get back to the cave, he pinched my nipples and growled a low “no.” I was utterly taken aback.

As I protested, but surprised myself by making no effort to move, Nick leaned down and bit my neck. He continued groping me and rolling my stiff nipples between his thick fingers. As the drinking and card playing continued down the hall, he stopped momentarily and I tried to compose myself assuming he was going to return to the boys. Instead, I heard his zipper move. He abruptly grabbed me by my hair and told me to turn around on the couch. I really hadn’t much leeway to do otherwise and screaming just didn’t occur to me. Besides, a part of me – a large part, honestly – was incredibly turned on by Nick.

He was erect. His thick cock rested on the back of the couch. He told me to suck him and pushed my head down to his. I took him in my mouth and felt his grasp loosen a little around my hair. As he sighed and relaxed, I licked down the length of his shaft, sucking hard on his smooth bulbous head. Nick quickly took to controlling the pace with his hand in my hair and his hips demanding more. I maneuvered my tongue and tightened my lips to ensure he received the pleasure he sought from me. He was clearly worked up and I didn’t reason he’d hold back with his friends down the hall.

My grip tightened around him as I felt his hand twist in my hair. He held me in place and fucked my mouth. Several hard pumps down my throat and he came. I gagged, but he seemed oblivious. A few final pumps followed as I struggled to breathe and swallow his huge load. “Shit,” I wondered to myself, “how long has it been for the poor guy?” He seemed to cum in wave after wave.

Finally, his hand released my hair and I sat back and wiped my mouth and chin, watching as he zippered up his pants and silently headed back down the hall. I went back to my book and began to relax once more as I heard Jack sidle up behind me…


That was a very erotic scene.
 
Happy Monday, sexy friends!!! Hope you have a wonderful week.

:kiss:
K

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Kitty, you are a very good writer and an extremely sexy woman. I would love to meet up with you sometime and explore our"options"! LOL
 
I get the occasional flirt and give it as well. The best thing lately was a double take and then stare by the barista working the drive through when I walked into Starbucks the other day.
 
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