We Held Hands

I had never seen her wear tight jeans like that before. She always liked the loose fit, the comfy, almost pj jeans. Above the snug fitting denim rest a solid white shirt with tails just below and under a vest. She looked sharp! Her hair had just been cut above the shoulders. I usually like longer hair on a woman, but this had a distinct, almost Hollywood styling. It was bouncy and full of attitude. Not too formal, and close enough to bed-head to be sexy as hell!


We held hands and drew our bodies close. We smiled. I put my hands around her tiny waist and she walked into my body. We kissed. It was like being home again. All the same sparks ignited. I was hard as we walked to the bed. She sat down, but I just wanted to admire her more.

The Hotel was on my way home and only 5 minutes away from her house. I arrived at 5:35, but she wouldn't be there until 6:45. I was over tired from a lack of sleep the night before, so I thought I might take a nap. That never happened. There wasn't a chance in hell I would be able to calm myself down long enough to sleep. It wasn't that I was nervous... OK, maybe a little, but I wasn't nervous for myself. I was nervous for her. I was worried about what she would have to go through to get here. What lies did she have to tell, and what were these lies doing to her. I wondered if she would be able to relax.

She texted me for the room number when she arrived.

Me: 201
Nicole: Come outside

I rode the elevator down to open the door for her and what I saw was not a woman who would have a problem relaxing. I saw my lover who was ready to please and be pleased.

1 More Time 4 Old Lovers

There is a plan in the works for us to get together again. It's been a long time but we both are looking forward to it. Nicole said she is a little nervous because of all the time that's passed, but I think any nerves we feel initally will be washed away by our bodies knowing exactly what to do.
No pressure. We'll only do what comes naturally, as we did for so many years... Hugs & kisses and maybe some fully clothed spooning. It could also turn into a full out love & fuck session... Playing in each other's juices for a couple of hours.

There is also the possibility that nothing at all will happen. She may not be able to handle the guilt. You know, the marriage. She still has desires and I know her heart and that it's hard for her to deal with. I let her know that I was open to us getting together of course, but I'm not pushing it.


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Breaking Away

Believe it, I felt that I had lost something, left something of value behind. It still forces a smile when I think of how much love was shared...how much wetness and cum was spilled, swallowed and licked up.

Change...



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The Boss from Hell!

What have I been doing for the last few weeks? Hell, what have I been doing for the last year! Yes, it was my boss a little over a year ago. My female boss who used and pleasantly abused me. It was pleasant to a point. When you are fucking your boss, it never ends well. You will always be compromised. He or she will always ask more of you than you are willing to give. She didn't want me fucking anyone else at work but her. The bitch. What a fucking bitch!!!

Amber was laid off and Nicole got another job and that was the end of our 3 way. I was left with this boss I couldn't stand and a pussy I had to fuck, lick & suck whether I wanted to or not. Goddamn I hated going to work everyday. I couldn't avoid her. The bitch had me by the balls and she knew I had bills.

I didn't last long... in late March of '09, I quit my job. I told my boss to go fuck herself... go control-alt-delete herself, and I was out of there!

The Company Store

So... you may be wondering what I've been doing for the last few weeks. I'm sure many of you figured I had given up on this blog. The fact is, things have been happening so fast and getting so damn complicated, that I had to just let it all happen. Have you ever been the guy or gal with video or digital camera at an event? Did you feel like you missed out on some of the action, maybe some of the fun? Yes, you caught the right shots and you'll be burning CD and DVDs, but you don't really feel like you were part of it all. Well, I didn't want to, or simply couldn't step back and take a snapshot of what has been going on. It has been fun and exciting indeed, but it has also been very emotional and at times hurtful from a variety of perspectives. Now I'm ready to share.

At one time it was the company store. It still has boxes stacked in every corner and a few metal shelving units scattered around. I can remember going there to get a bottle of orange juice and a pack of gum or aspirin during breaks. It was a useful place, just a floor above the cafeteria. A few cafe style tables and chairs; a nice place to say hey to coworkers while picking up a USA Today.

She wanted to meet me there before work... 4:30 am to be exact. 5am was our typical before work meeting time, but this was different, very different in so many ways. This was someone new and I had no idea what was going to happen.

I came up on the elevator from a bottom floor. The door opened and there she stood with a janitors stash of keys in her hands. She looked me up and down, then turned towards the door and unlocked them as if we had done this for years. I was a bit nervous, but excited. I knew she had some kind of thing for me, but I didn't know if it was all good. I mean, there was a feeling inside that maybe she knew about Amber & Nicole and had some sense of what we've been up to. How was she reacting to it? Did she just want to fuck and fire me? Did she just want to fuck? Did she want to hear all the details of what the 3 of us have done and then fire me; or did she hate my horny guts. Would she make me eat her during her period... then fire me? The last one was a dream I had after I hesitantly agreed to this meeting.

She was wearing a butt hugging black skirt, just above the knee and a tight gray sweater which showed off her erect nipples nicely. She put the bundle of keys on the old counter and told me to "come here, I want to talk to you". Here we go, I said to myself... My heart was pumping blood to all the right places. My dick was getting hard, but somehow I had the feeling I was heading for a trap. I figured this would be a cage I could never get out of without loosing some skin in the process. Why couldn't I just tell her that I've had a change of heart and need to go. I actually turned my head around and looked back at the glass door. What I saw in the reflection was a foot balanced on a can of paint and a skirt pulled back far enough to see her naked butt.

She walked behind the store counter and I followed, like some hard dicked boy toy zombie looking for flesh. Without a word, she stood there is front of me, our lips inches apart, and unzipped my pants then licked my chin, as if to say "attaboy". What the fuck am I doing? This is my gawd damned boss you stupid fuck. Before I could kick myself in the ass, she had my cock in her hand and was guiding it into her pussy.