Its been one of those days, the kind of day you just want to close your eyes and forget. You walk over to the bar and pour yourself a scotch neat and you turn and head towards the sofa.
You sit down and loosen your tie and take a healthy drink of your drink. You kick back and remove your shoes and lift your legs with the leg lift. You find yourself getting very comfortable and you begin to think about one of your favorite fantasies.
You are lieing back in the chair with your feet up and you feel your cock twitch. She is so attractive and intelligent and you can see her cherry red lips and you begin to wonder how those lips would feel on your cock.
You rub your hardness and decide to undo your belt and let your stiff cock spring free. In your mind you can see her lovely breasts and the desire to touch and suck on her nipples is extremely powerful.
You begin to stroke your cock as you imagine her sitting on your chair facing you. You imagine her telling you to guide your hardness into her wetness. The thought of such an act is extremely alluring.
You can see her riding your cock and she rides you right into a field of orgasmic sensations. This woman just keeps you thinking about sex all of the time and you can see her getting up from the chair.
She orders you to lie back in your chair and she then places her clit just above your lips and she orders you to lick her until she cums. You begin to stroke and suck on her clit while you finger her pussy.
She is stroking your cock and she decides to turn around so she can suck your cock as you suck on her clit. Both of you are extremely sexual and you are so enjoying yourself as she squirts as you cum and together.
Before you know you you fall asleep in your chair but not before putting your cock away. You find yourself being woken up by your secretary and you have that cheshire cat smile on your face, only you know why.
Isn’t it funny how you can wrap up a twenty five year relationship in a matter of under a minute? Ask anyone how long it would take them to sign divorce papers and they will tell you under five minutes, that is if things are cut and dried.
We meet someone, our heart skips a beat, we decide to marry, raise a family and what happens so often is we lose respect for our partner. We learn all about our partner’s shortcomings as well as strengths.
We know how to really piss off our partner or how to make them really happy. Over the years you learn how to deal with your partner’s every emotion. We come to know our partner so well, or so we think.
Our marriage has become predictable and boring as hell and even our sex life is nothing more than an achieved orgasm, which of course any man can give himself and if he’s really good he can gain a stroke as he switches hands.
You watch the 11:00 pm news, go to bed without any excitement, wake up, go to work and do it all again the next day. You wake up thinking about how you, at one time, you didn’t want to go to sleep and miss a single moment of your partner’s life but now you would prefer not to even see your partner.
You wake up and out of nowhere you ask yourself “who is this person” lying next to you. You wonder what went wrong and how you ended up on one side of the bed. You go to work not looking to cheat or even to meet anyone exciting.
Then, wam out of the blue you meet someone that knocks your sox off. You get that giddy, silly feeling and everything about you changes. People around you notice you smiling and getting lost in thought.
People have no idea you, you of all people would ever have an affair let alone glance at someone that draws your attention. You are perfect in every way, you work, pay the bills, fuck the wife once every three months, if you are lucky.
You find yourself emotionally fucked up over someone and you want to be with that person all of the time. You begin to meet this new person as often as you can and then you find that you have gotten yourself all wrapped up in fantasizing and thinking about this person.
Finally, you find yourself wanting to help the person out not only emotionally but financially and physically and you so want to taste that person. You find yourself masturbating to the vision of that person in your mind.
You find yourself rubbing one off in the bathroom at work and you find yourself horny all of the time. The two of you make the decision to cross over and the passion and excitement in the bedroom is awesome.
You begin to steal moments away which have lead to months and one day lieing in a hotel bed in France with the rain beating against the window she asks the question. The question we do not want to hear or deal with but we knew it was going to eventually be asked and the unspoken words have finally escaped the lips.
When are you getting a divorce? Now the relationship is no longer fun and games but serious decisions have to be made. What we really want is a hall pass, a chance to go out with other people and find the passion in life once again.
We cannot blame our mate for the staleness of our marriage and we cannot blame them for how dead we feel inside. We are so taken by that giddy feeling that we want nothing more than to be with that person that lights up our lives.
We forget about how we used to feel about our mate and we begin to plan a major change in our relationship. We move out of our home into an apartment or even in with the person of our affection.
So you have let yourself stray from the marital relationship and the person was or is probably younger than you. That person made you feel young once again and they make you feel desirable and who doesn’t like to feel desirable?
To move out gives you a chance to be by yourself, coming home to an empty house or maybe a pet, you grab a frozen dinner, microwave and watch tv. You crack a beer or have a glass of wine and you reflect.
When you first move out you are like a kid in a candy store as you display your personality through the way you have decorated your apartment. You give a key to the new person in your life and over time you realize you have fucked up.
You do not want to marry this person and you do not like the way they have all of these little annoying habits. The sex which was once fantastic has also slowed down quite a bit. Once again you have to make a decision that you do not want to deal with.
You know you do not want to go back home but you also know you do not want the new person to have a key let alone much of your time any longer. When the other person realizes that the relationship is going nowhere they begin to look for a new partner while you are trying to figure out how to end the relationship.
You are someone trying to capture a time long ago lived and you find you do not enjoy reliving those days. Once enjoying being a professional soccer player in his youth he now plays golf-a safe geriatric game that is personally challenging and you can even play with yourself.
You make it through three months of monogamous dating and your lives have fallen into a pattern. It always seems that one person wants the fun but no commitment while the other one wants a commitment around the third month.
You no longer enjoy going to the bar, clubbing, partying of any kind and all you want is to meet that one person that will complete you. You want more than giddy and silly feelings you want that one person that is literally your better half.
You now are not only dealing with a soon to be x you are now dealing with the soon to be gone snatch. You finally realize you want to be alone, you need to be alone and you find yourself spending a lot of time alone.
You go through a growth period of finding yourself. You are not the same person you were a year ago and you wont be the same person a year from now. You reach a point that you want a friend, a friend that you can enjoy spending time with. You don’t look for sex you look for depth in a person, someone intelligent, funny, warm, caring, considerate, a great cook and a great fuck.
This person will not be someone younger than you they may be around your age or around ten years older. You find this person to be on your level in every way and when you think about that person your heart feels something it hasnt felt in a very long time.
You find yourself having feelings on a deep, mature level and you really want to kick back and enjoy your so called golden years with someone that makes you laugh, makes you feel happy.
Isn’t that the way things usually happen?
For every good reason there is to lie, there is a better reason to tell the truth.
I’m for truth, no matter who tells it. I’m for justice, no matter who it’s for or against.
She rode the elevator and as she passed each floor one by one she could think of nothing more than the evening she had planned ahead. She reached the nineteenth floor and as she stepped out of the elevator she breathed in the lovely aroma of the bouquet of flowers she was holding.
She walked down the lowly lit hallway and noticed that every cubicle was empty and the only light was the hallway back lighting and the light coming from under the door that she was heading for.
She opened the door and she let the flowers enter before she did. He said to her “what a lovely bouquet of flowers my dear.” She walked over to him and showed him a little surprise she had in the center of her bouquet.
It was an awesome vibrator and he so enjoyed watching her masturbate and it didnt matter if it was in front of him or he was sneaking a peek. His cock always got so hard when he thought of fucking her or burying his face into her lovely juices.
She laid the flowers down on his desk and told him to remove his clothing. She sat down on his desk and spread her legs so he could see that she was wearing no panties. He could see her erect nipples through her blouse and to see her lovely beaver was so hot to him.
As he removed each piece of clothing she got wetter and wetter and couldn’t help herself but touching her moistness. She put the collar on him and the lead and she had him follow her around his office on all fours.
She sat down and pulled him in front of her so she could place her feet on each of his shoulders. Once positioned in a comfortable position she lifted her mound to his lips and pushed his head into her dripping wet pussy.
What he didnt know is she had let in a friend of hers when he wasn’t looking and as he licked and sucked on her clit she motioned for her friend. She walked into the room with nothing on but stockings, garter and heels.
As he buried his face deeper and deeper his lovely lady had ordered her friend to crawl on her hands and knees and come up behind him. She then gave another hand sign that told her to lick his ass and balls and stroke his cock as he ate her pussy.
She did as she was ordered and his cock was loving everything that it was experiencing and he loved the taste of his woman. He also enjoyed the power he had when he could give her orgasm after orgasm.
As he stroked her clit and licked it the other lady was sucking his cock and rubbing his balls. She knew exactly how to suck a cock and he loved it when he didnt have to give guidance when he came to pleasing him sexually.
He couldn’t help himself and he shot his wad into her mouth as he continued to suck on his girl friends clit bringing her to an orgasm. His cock instantly got rock hard again and he flipped his girl over and drove his cock deeper and deeper.
She enjoyed the feeling of his cock and with each thrust she got more excited. He had the ability to make her have multiple orgasms and that was something new to her. He fucked her deeper and deeper and she begged him to give her every inch of him.
They ended up changing positions several times and all three of them ended up having a great evening of fun. He was also as lucky as he got his cock sucked his balls rubbed and he enjoyed several orgasms.
Being a dominatrix is not easy and to be one is to be physically strong, mentally intelligent, emotionally compassionate and capable of reading a person. So many young women saw the movie Fifty Shades Of Grey and they think that is how the bdsm world is.
So many woman or shall I call them young ladies as they average about twenty five years of age want to be dominatrix. They have no true experience are not old enough to have been educated enough to control a conversation with a business man.
My clients enjoy chatting with a strong intelligent woman and they find the dominatrix personality to be quite appealing. I do not engage in exchanging of sexual favors and I make that clear before we ever meet.
I do not engage in body fluid exchange of any type including golden showers. I do not engage in toilet training or skat. I do not engage with knives or needles and I do not engage in sex with anyone.
So many people think that their husband’s cheat because of lack of sex in the marriage. Yes, this is true but men want to be heard, they want to be listened to and they want to feel like they are impressing you.
My clients like being able to discuss anything with me and they do not feel ashamed or embarrassed. Most of them start with “Im sure you have never had anyone as freaky as me”.
It makes them feel special when I tell then nope you are the first one that has ever wanted to be tickled, cbt ect. The truth is they are far from the first person that has asked me this or that.
They just get off on thinking that they are bringing something special into my dungeon. It’s funny how they want to talk shit over email but then they end up cancelling a session or not showing up at all.
I have been asked by so many if I would take them under my wing and train them. Sorry, I am not into the teaching stage of my life. I can tell you the main thing that makes a good dominatrix is her ability to explore their clients fetishes with them.
To be a great dominatrix you need to make your client relax and allow them the room to open up and let you share your ability and talent with them. Make them feel great and make sure they have an orgasm.
The problem with erectile dysfunction men is no matter how hard you work you cannot give them an erection or an orgasm. You have to accept that it is not your fault and it is a health issue. Do not make your client feel small or embarrassed because he cannot get an erection, unless of course they are into humiliation.
Focus on making him feel good which could be obtained from tickle torture, spanking, cbt ect. You can give a client a great time even without an orgasm and you can make them feel really fantastic.
How many of you woke up to the other side of your bed empty? How many of you woke up holding a pillow close to your chest? Maybe some of you are glad that the other side of the bed is empty and some of you I am sure miss the body that used to fill that space.
Today, is the fifth anniversary of my husband’s death. He died ten days after his birthday. I cannot describe how I feel as it is a strange feeling as we were going through a divorce.
We were one month away from making things final when we found out he only had a month to live. Of course I was very angry at the things he did to me during the divorce but karma stepped in and I did the right thing.
I brought him home and to be honest it felt just like it did when we were together. Empty is how I felt and I flipped my shit when he died. I totally had a mental breakdown. I was actually losing my shit during the divorce and his death was the only string left that needed to be pulled, if you know what I mean.
It feels so strange and the only thing I can say is I truly do wonder if I will have someone in my life that helps be to forget April 26, 2011. I do miss the feel of a body next to me as sleeping with someone by your side is comforting.
I miss the man that was to become my very best of friends. I miss the man that was with me during every positive and negative thing in my life for the past 21 years I believe. As you can tell my marriage didnt mean much as I do not even know for sure how long we had been married. I do remember that we married June 3, 1994.
I have had to struggle for the first 3/12 yrs after he died. I had lost my kids to the state because I just could not take care of them mentally. Im not proud to have to admit that but not to be honest then I couldn’t tell you my story.
After my husband died I was so mentally scrambled and couldn’t even take care of my pets. I had severe depression suck me up like the dirt in the carpet. I had to go through hoops to get the kids back but I finally did get them back.
Because my daughter was actually taken away from me she qualified for a grant to help her through college. It was terrible when they took her away and my heart was broken to watch her cry as they drove away.
She had to stay with this foster family for about two weeks before I could get her back. It is amazing how something good can always come from something bad? She got help with college so yes something good happened out of something terrible.
My son was in the hospital battling depression as well as being bipolar.I had to drive an hour one way to see him every Saturday for several hours. He got a lot of help but he also held alot inside about his dad.
So here I sit trying to pick up all of the pieces that I have become, trying to find a part of me that is settled.I so wish to find that quiet place inside that one feels safe and secure and one feels like they are home again.
So much of what is best in us is bound up in our love of family, that it remains the measure of our stability because it measures our sense of loyalty. All other pacts of love or fear derive from it and are modeled upon it.
He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.