Sunday, 30 March 2008

What's the difference between your wife, your girlfriend and your mistress?


Your Girlfriend says, "Aren't you done yet?"
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Your mistress says, "You're done already?"
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Your wife says, "I think I'll paint the kitchen beige."

Saturday, 29 March 2008

Sex the marital way


Last night I got properly fucked. Generally he is not that big on fucking. Loverboy has had he cock in me before. He likes playing a lot more with includes having me suck him off. Regular sex is what he does with his wife. At one point he told me that he didn't consider playing properly cheating. But last night he was begging me to let him fuck me (make love to me). His wife had gone to bed and I was left alone with him in the living room again.

His erection went on forever and he was really me fucking me hard. I was trying to restrain myself from making too much noise. He felt so great it was hard to control myself.

An unexpected end to an evening at the theatre and the post theatre meal. I was expecting to just go home. He was the furthest thing from my mind. I was busy discussing with my friend how fabulous the restaurant was and the show. It was great evening out. Just as we were finishing we decided to share a taxi to Waterloo as we could both easily catch our trains there in plenty of time.

I kissed my friend good night and walked down to the end of platform and passed the time by reading my program. I barely looked up as the train arrived. I boarded the train and was walking down the carriage to a grab a seat by the window. When I heard a familar voice calling my name I turned to see Loverboy sitting with his wife. I accepted the invite to join them.

As agreed I would text message my earlier friend to confirm I caught the train ok. I looked down at my phone and noticed an incomming text message from Loverboy, "Hi gorgeous I am on the train sitting on the last carriage". He had expected to meet me. Both of them were quite tipsy. His wife was even falling asleep as he was making googly eyes at me.

At then came the invite for a night cap. Of course I knew what that would mean. However after not seeing him for a week I gave in.

Clearly not seeing me has had an impact on him too.

Thursday, 6 March 2008

Sexiest cushions

Love these - just ordered two from Secrets of the Boudoir for £150 each in pure silk.

"My X broke my dick"


I've been in touch with an old flame or rather spark and I must admit interest is there. But now another spanner seems to have been tossed into the mix. He came out and said his X broke his dick.....

Appartently he was on the bottom and his wife was riding him when she slipped and missed. His dick was injured. When torn blood vessels heal cartilage develops and can cause a kink so now he is truly kinky. It can go away on its own i 2-3 years.

Apparently there are things that can be done to straighten it but as he says he is not using it is not an immediate problem. Plus he also said that he prefers 'play' to actual sex.

Sounds familiar but not sure it is the kind of play loverboy and I get up to.

Sunday, 10 February 2008

Valentine's Day




Once upon a time I looked at the world through rose tinted glasses. On the days leading up to Valentine's Day the rose tint strengthened and everything seemed romantic. I spent money on romatic accessories for my home - lights with hearts on a sting were place in the fire place mantle. I bought cented candles, pink champagne, bubble bath, chocolates, cupcakes, flowers, roses, orchids, and beautiful accessories. On Valentine's day my house has a beautiful and romantic glow. No guy ever came close to making Valentine's Day special.

I know I got flowers and on one occasion roses. I also got stuffed animals carrying hearts. Cards of course and one occasion I also got a cheap box of chocolates in a heart shaped box. If course dinner in a restaurant was the norm.

But when I think back what was missing was true romance. I wanted a trail of petals and to be awed and surpised. What I got was like they ticked off the script. Card check, flowers - these will do, dinner yup - done!

Loverboy and I have plans to get together on Valentines and I joked, "Please don't pile up the usual mountain of presents and flowers. I only have a small house and it so hard every year to find room for everything!" His repsonse was that us seeing each other should be enough. He doesn't like to be told when he should be romantic just because it says so on he calendar.

I bought my self a nice box of heart shaped chocs in purple foil, a lipstick red orchid, a bottle of pink champagne and candles. The heart shapped lights are out on the fireplace hearth and the lounge looks like a nice romantic haven. In the bedroom are the purple silk sheets and champagne pink throw with roses by the table lamp.

Valentine's Day will be romantic come hell or high water. Even if it is just something I feel.

Sunday, 3 February 2008

I think I love you


I couldn't possibly love a cheater could I? Have I allowed myself to fall in love with a guy who sneaks around on his wife having trysts with me while his wife is slaving to keeep a nice home and have everything perfect?


I have heard his criticism of her and cringed. I heard him yelling at her and ordering her to go to bed so he could get me alone. She complained to me on more than one occasion that their sex life is non existent and he never touches her anymore despite her remaining fit and attractive.


I am wondering if he has OCPD? Obessive Compulsive Personality Disorder


I'll bet she doesn't get text messages saying, 'Good morning gorgeous' or 'Hi Sexy'. Ever stolen moment he can find is with me. We went for a long leisurely walk and lunch on Friday. No sex. Just talking and being friends. He has been feeling down about work lately and I have been there for a hug and a cuddle. He told me he wants us always to be friends and that he never wants to lose me.


I know this isn't the same thing as being marriage material. How could it be when I am his 'fun' buddy while his wife is slaving her ass off?


As his wife she is accountable to a much higher standard than me. My house is far less conventional and tidy. They both make good money but money is tightly controlled. In fact I am now being to expect that he is a bit of a control freak! I got a text message that because he walked home in the freezing cold the money he saved paid for his fish and chips!! He asked to borrow my travel card on the day I wasn't using it to save another £10? I don't even think of these things. He talks about their finances a lot.


Image is everything to him and he is very meticulous as to how he will look if it all comes out.


I know more about their financial status then I do them.


One minute I can feel myself falling in love with him and wishing there was something more. The next minute I am getting "danger danger"... and the urge to back away slowly.