When The Cat’s Away …

BOB is going on a footballing weekend away today, so I won’t see him again until the middle of next week. So we had sex last night. I dressed up nicely and we spent the whole evening in bed.

BOB likes me to keep my bra, panties and stockings on when we do it. And it’s quite a turn on when he pulls my panties to the side just before he enters me. I gave him his first blowjob since we met. Actually his first blowjob ever. His cock is a bit too big for my delicate little mouth and I don’t think it was my best effort. But he seemed to enjoy it. It was a good night and we tried a few things. I think he liked my vibrator teasing his gorgeous butt. I may take that a little further.

However, while he is away I am going with a guy from our sales department. He asked me yesterday and I said ‘Yes’.
So I have a date tonight.
And the weather is lovely and warm.
And that might mean no panties.

Babysnatcher

‘Boy on the Bus’ is (and I quote him) nearly twenty! Actually he’s just turned nineteen. Even my basic maths skills tell me that’s a seven year gap. Like I had my first job while he was in primary school.

Not just nineteen though.

A nineteen year old virgin.
Now I suppose that could be a line, but his far from accomplished kissing technique would tend to suggest that the virgin thing is true.

I’m not sure which is bothering me most, the age difference or him being a virgin.
I remember my last virgin – all ninety glorious seconds.

He is nice, though and I really quite like him. Very dry sense of hunour which had me laughing quite a lot.
Nothing meaty to report. A few kisses and a clumsy fumble for my right breast which brought my nipple to attention.

He’s phoning me tonight, but I can’t make up my mind whether or not to see him again.

So that was Friday.

Saturday was a retail therapy day followed by a few glasses of wine with a friend.

Battery love on Sunday morning. My faithfull rabbit never fails to please. When I bought my beautiful rabbit they sent me one of those little anal vibrators along with it. I hadn’t used it until Sunday. I don’t think anal does it for me. Just a buzzing sensation but no real pleasure. Maybe I need a teacher.

And here we are at Monday again and just because I felt naughty this morning I didn’t put on any knickers.
Now that does give you a buzzing sensation in the office; if only people knew to look when I cross and uncross my legs.

Not Exactly Better

Another Monday

I suppose some of you may be wondering how Friday night went.

Perhaps if I tell you what has just happened it’ll give you an idea. I was just making coffee in the kitchen when Linda came in. She walked over to me, put her hand up my skirt, pulled my panties to the side and gave my pussy a rub.
‘Still wet from Friday I see.’
She licked her fingers and went back to her desk.
Something very naughty about doing stuff like that in the office.

Friday?
Not exactly better, but certainly different. I don’t think I’ll go into the specifics, just a short precis.

• 2 glasses of wine
• back to her flat
• a lot of pussy attention (i was purring)
• my first taste of a woman (other than myself)
• strap-on sex: comical, awkward, sore
• double ended dildo: erotic and intimate
• exploring all sorts of places with fingers, vibrators
• kissing, lots of kissing
• falling asleep together
• waking up together
• pussy attention for Linda
• shower together (lovely)
• getting to wear her panties on Saturday  (I didn’t bring a change) – something strangely hot about wearing someone else panties (I once had a boyfriend who liked to wear mine).

Marks out of ten: Nine and a half (I think that’s the number of times I came)

Only real downside – no cock. That’s what I want. Maybe the young guy on the bus is the answer. Although he talks to me I think he’s too shy to ask me out. I might need to ask him out.

As for Friday; I don’t know if I’ll do all that again.
I still think I’m straight. I find men more sexually appealing than women.

The hunt goes on.

Reflections

It’s been a reflective weekend.

Went back to work on Monday to ‘face the music’ so to speak. Had a brief but frank chat with my boss about the dirty deed. Told him it was a one-off, that I was feeling vulnerable and that I didn’t think it was prudent for a family man to try to continue it any way. He said he agreed and I think that’s the end of it. I have to admit that I did enjoy the sex bit, but maybe that’s because I was in control.

Had quite a nice weekend. Spent most of Saturday with my girl friend in several pubs drinking lots of wine and  generally getting pissed. Went back to my flat and drank some more and we both crashed out on the sofa.
Sunday was a bit of a lost day (like New Years Day can be) and I can’t remember doing much other that watching the Spain v Germany game.

Talking of reflections, I had a look at my waxing job in the mirror last night. I thought you were supposed to stay smooth for longer than two and a half weeks. See the picture below. Sorry boys (and girls?) but I had to crop it.

Seems to be growing in kinda fast, although I have a fairly heavy growth down there. Bit of waste of money although it did feel really good for the first few days. Who knows, maybe I’ll go for the exact opposite looknow, just for a change.

Anyway, as I was looking in the mirror I thought, ‘My rabbit would probably like that’.

Back To The Grind For Bunny Girl

I have to go away tonight on an overnight business trip with my boss.
He sprung this on me last night.
And even though he is kind of cute it’s the last thing I need.
All I want to do just now is be at home, curl up in bed and play with my rabbit, if I feel the need.

As it is, here I am at work, in a business suit, black tights and shoes, dressed for the part.
Must be a sexy look because the new guy in Sales actually spoke to me this morning. It’s taken him three weeks to work up the courage I think.
(He’s kind of cute too!)

Anyway boss and I are off just after lunch, I think.
Nice trip down the M74 and M6. What joy!

At least I’ll get dinner and a couple of drinks out of it.

I’ve packed the rabbit in case I feel lonely.

Good Vibrations (and I don’t mean the Beach Boys)

Like I said earlier, vibrating rabbits are good.
And when they are just what a girl is looking for they are brilliant.
Allow me to introduce you to current lover.

This is my second rabbit (well, third counting the fluffy one I had as a nine year old).
I have to say they are amazing.
I will always remember the first time I used mine.
I am not lying when I say I came in thirty seconds, and while men have their good points, no man (or woman) has ever had me squirming in thirty seconds.
It does seem to take longer now, sometimes four or five minutes – like last night.
It has a few vibrating, rotating, buzzing attributes but the feel of these little bunny ears on your clitoris is just heaven.
Girls – get yourselves one.
Boys – get your girls one.

Note to myself – Buy more batteries today.

Sex And The Single Girl

If you’ve looked at my ‘Me’ page you will know that I am ’single’ again. Technically I was single before, but my last relationship seemed fairly solid. Not sure that’s the best word. He (let’s call him Alan for the sake of anonymity) is a year younger than me, and I liked him. The break-up came out of the blue. Maybe I should have seen it coming. Things seemed to be going ok, but in hindsight maybe too much familiarity had crept in. Had it gotten boring? Ultimately that was his take on it. I don’t miss him as much as I thought I would. But I do miss the sex, hugs, kisses and cuddles and being able to wake up with someone lying next to you.

Vibrating rabbits are good – but they ain’t human