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Someday I'd love to hear how you can sleep that deeply when there's a stranger in your bedroom but now you have an interesting story to tell at parties and flea markets. Someday you'll be reunited ( and wouldn't it be hilarious if the seller was that girl? ).The girl back in 1966 who left early in the morning, taking my dedicated and signed copy of Ginsburg's Howl with her.
It would've been hot if one day you saw him at a bar and sat down at his table and told him what you'd done with his wife, then introduced him to your wife and asked him to drop her off on his way home.Mine was an older woman I had met in a nightclub. She was married. She wanted to meet at a hotel a few days later and I agreed. So..... I thought it was going to be a one off. But met her again the next week and we actually did it in the women's room at the nightclub. I had told her I lived about thirty miles away. And as my luck would have it. She lived just down the road from me about a half mile. We got together one last time. I was scared shitless that he was going to kill me and I took a job out of state soon after. Definitely not worth it.
Pussy.hmmmm..... he was a hunter and I decided it was best for my health to steer clear of that situation.

I don’t see that is sad, I see that as you knowing what you want and enjoying your life… Just because it happens to be with someone else’s husband… If you enjoyed the time you’ve spent with them, that’s what’s most importantMe F-ing their husband is the reason they didn't fulfill the last F
Saddest part is I did it twice
"Especially" ... I need therapy I know lolJust
Well, I will never tell anyone not to seek therapy if they feel it will help them."Especially" ... I need therapy I know lol
"Not jumping on that beautiful cock is making me feel good at the moment"...said no one everIt’s very frustrating staying safe & being the “good guy” and doing the “right thing” it feels good in the moment, but other people clearly have more fun in life than I do.
No matter how pretty they are, I bet her husband was also tired of dealing with her shit too. Cynical outlook but the same can be said for men too, I’m certainI had sex with a co-worker, bad idea, I know. She was really attractive so I was thinking with the small head. As these things do, it ran it's course but not for her. She threatened my job and said she would leave her husband. I'm not going to lie the sex was good but the aggravation wasn't worth it
See… no one has actually said that to me, well outside of roleplaying with them…"Not jumping on that beautiful cock is making me feel good at the moment"...said no one ever
You definitely made a fantasy come trueI grew up loving the movie The Graduate—filmmaking at its best. But last year, I found myself living out the movie. The thing is, I remember my college graduation like it was yesterday, so in my mind, I’m the graduate.
Last fall, I was running across the UCLA campus when I saw Ryan, the oldest son of my college BFF Janey. He's a student there, and we started talking. Janey and Pete (his parents) now live in San Francisco, and with Thanksgiving coming up, I offered to drive him to the airport—that’s a big deal in LA. The flight was crazy early (like 5:30 AM), so I offered to let him sleep at my place so I wouldn’t have to drive to UCLA and then to the airport.
I picked him up the night before; we went to dinner, then to my place, and had a very nice time. I’ll save the details for a lit story, but I’m pretty sure I made the first move, and by 3:45 AM, when we finally headed to the airport, we hadn’t slept at all.
Later in the day, Janey FaceTimes me while I’m at my brother’s house for festivities to wish me a happy Thanksgiving. We talk as usual, and I can see Ryan in the background. He takes the phone from his mom and makes sure to thank me for “everything.”
Not sure why, but when I could see no one was behind him, I flashed a boob at him, like I was some high school cheerleader. Perhaps it was an invitation for another time
I took a screenshot of him before he handed the phone back to Janey. We wrapped up the call, and then I got a text from Ryan asking if I wouldn’t mind picking him up at the airport on Sunday.
Then I thought of the movie “The Graduate” again and suddenly realized I wasn’t the graduate; I was Mrs. Robinson!
And you know what, I’m good with that. She was probably the most normal person in that movie. And yes, I did “pick him up” at the airport.
Yep! LolMy ex wife - before I knew how evil she was
People are people. They change with or without you. Monogamy and soulmates are not realistic.Yep! Lol
My ex wasn't EVIL, despite a few compelling points to the contrary. But we weren't a good match, and I was AT LEAST 5 years of age and experience too young fir that kind if committment.