Things that made you smile today.

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Boo.Yah.

I beat him. He can kiss my pale white booty.
 
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A good friends unwavering support.

Also this is the second time tonight I have agreed with Noon and Incognito.
 
Getting our shoes on, on our way out to take baby for a walk in the stroller:

Me: catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror, grimacing and attempting to fix my hair a bit Oh boy...

Husband: Oh, stop. You're beautiful

Me: eyeroll Yeah, right.

Understand, please, that as a rule I am not hideously self-deprecating, but was wearing jeans and an oversized hoodie, and had a serious case of frizzy bed-head going on.

Husband: Seriously. I was just going to tell you how sexy you look.

Me: snorts. To baby: Daddy wants a blowjob...

Husband: Well, to be fair, Daddy always wants a blowjob...but you do.

Me: I look like I just rolled out of bed! Which I kinda did.

Husband: You look like you just rolled out of bed after fucking all morning. And it's hot.

Me: ... blushes


So guess what Daddy's getting, later? For starters...

Yes. I am absolutely that easy!

:heart:
 
Getting our shoes on, on our way out to take baby for a walk in the stroller:

Me: catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror, grimacing and attempting to fix my hair a bit Oh boy...

Husband: Oh, stop. You're beautiful

Me: eyeroll Yeah, right.

Understand, please, that as a rule I am not hideously self-deprecating, but was wearing jeans and an oversized hoodie, and had a serious case of frizzy bed-head going on.

Husband: Seriously. I was just going to tell you how sexy you look.

Me: snorts. To baby: Daddy wants a blowjob...

Husband: Well, to be fair, Daddy always wants a blowjob...but you do.

Me: I look like I just rolled out of bed! Which I kinda did.

Husband: You look like you just rolled out of bed after fucking all morning. And it's hot.

Me: ... blushes


So guess what Daddy's getting, later? For starters...

Yes. I am absolutely that easy!

:heart:

Sounds like a smart man with a very accurate view of his world to me. Just sayin'.

;)
 
I recently had a woman over who I'd been flirting with for the last few weeks on a dating site. The night before, my play date was to come over for business and pleasure. Unfortunately, a busy day resulted in her cancelled plans.

In turn, I'd invited the woman over for sex the next day, not realizing my play date had intended to make a visit. As I consider it rude to use a cellphone while a lady is desiring of a man's company, I 'd neglected the other woman's text-ed intentions.

On my living room couch, with my face and beard buried in the new woman's pussy, there came a knocking at my door.

"Who would possibly come by at this time of day?" I pondered before looking out the blind. Parked across the street was my play date's truck, followed by more pounding.

SHIT!

I quickly gather up the lady, moving her to the bedroom, while picking up my phone to respond - "Have company, sorry." I hated to be rather curt, but I try to give my guest the benefit of my attentions as this is common courtesy. However, I regret I was remiss in extending courtesy to my play date.

After pleasing the woman, sending her home scatter-brained, tired, sore, and weak in the knees, I went to work content in having driven the woman to multiple orgasms, all manner of exclamation escaping enthusiastically from her lips in English, French, and Arabic, most importantly with heavily soiled bedding in our wake.

However, my transgressions with the play date were not easily forgotten. And she fully intended I answer for ignoring her....
 
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