I Miss It

I miss feeling a man's hands on me. I miss being held. I miss long deep passionate kisses. In case you haven't gotten the point yet... I MISS SEX!!!

I was just talking a friend tonight and I couldn't stop laughing when I mentioned that I just (right then and there) realized that this is the first relationship (meaning the one with Cowboy, if you can call it a relationship) in which I've been shomer negiah!!! HYSTERICAL!!!

I mean, c'mon, it's me! And I haven't even kissed him yet, let alone held hands. Whoa!! You have to admit that it's absolutely unbelievable.

Well, it's been getting to me. I miss being with a man. There have been offers... the 25 year olds from Frumster and JDATE along with the 65 year olds. And yes, there have been a few from those who fit into the age category in between.

Remember though, I have to like the guy before anything can happen, and I'd prefer to be interested in him romantically. BUT get real!!! We all know that I have a strong sex drive. OK, OK, a very strong sex drive.

Soooooo, I'll keep y'all posted. I can't go to the mikvah until Monday night. After that.... ;-)

Whatever I Feel Like

Some of you have asked what's been going on with me and Cowboy. I can't really tell you because I don't really know, and I bet you he's reading this thinking the same thing.


I've just decided to do whatever I feel like doing (and saying). If it's a problem, I'm sure I'll hear about it. He's rarely at a loss for words, although, I'm almost certain it does happen on occasion. ;-)

Dream Man

your rumbling sweet voice in my ear
but you
are not next to me

I see your face in a crowd of strangers
but we are
separated by more than space
and your footsteps echo in my empty dreams

the understanding in your eyes
opens
the hidden sorrows of my soul
erased by the passion of your unfelt touch

I wake in the glory of shared exaltation
missing you

Nice!!!

OMG- I almost forgot the warning!!
NOT RATED G


Didn't plan on it happening. Really, I didn't. I was tired, and it was a long day. I didn't even want to eat. And believe it or not I had a headache something that rarely happens to me. But after some Advil, a little caffeine and some food...

Yup, you got it. HOT SEX!!!! Soooooooooooooo good!

I guess it's time to introduce him to you guys. I was going to call him Mr. Knock-'em-dead, but I think Mr. Knock Me Off My Feet is a better fit because he did just that. We were standing and kissing and the next thing I know I'm on my back on the couch.

Now, to tell you a little about him... aside from the fact that he knows what he's doing and makes me feel fine. Let me clarify that, better than fine! He's not that tall. Actually, he's shorter than I am by about an inch, but not where it counts. Whoa! I'm being a little graphic today. It's just that while I'm writing about him, I can't stop thinking about last night.

Back to Mr. Knock, he's got such soft hair, and it's cut short and fuzzy in the back. It's deep black and absolutely yummy!!! Yeah, yeah, I realize that I'm not really telling you too much about him. But the look he gets in his eyes is instant panty remover. HOT!! Very hot!!

Yes, I'm having trouble staying focused. He does that to me sometimes. Can't even remember my name after he kisses me.

OK! I did it again. He's a dad of two little girls, and he is so good with them. You can see that he loves his kids AND enjoys them. He's very easy to be with and enjoyable to be around. What I really like is when his arms are around me... strong arms. Sidetracked again.

The funny thing is that he has absolutely no idea that I'm putty in his hands... those hands.

I think I need to stop writing before I write things that I just can't post.

PMSing

MOST DEFINITELY NOT RATED G





Now that I've scared most of you members of the male sex away by the title, I will try and tell y'all what's going on. I'm a little tired. I'm a little teary. AND I'm horny as hell.

Yup, you read that right. It's probably just the hormones. Yeah, yeah, I can just hear what you're thinking, "Sure CR we've heard that one before. When don't you have sex on the brain?!" But it's true. About a week before I get my period, almost all that I can think about is sex... not just run of the mill sex, but hot and sweaty sex that leaves you breathless, with your heart pounding, and a huge grin on your face.

I'm not talking about the "wham bam thank you, ma'am" kind of sex that I used to have with the ex. What I am referring to is sex that is better than melt in your mouth Godiva chocolate truffles when you savor the silkiness as it slips over your tongue. This is the sex that slowly builds with passionate looks and take your time hot kisses that make you beg for more. I think that the ladies know what I'm referring to... it starts way before anything physical and then continues with the foreplay for a looooooooong time afterward.



btw-can you just imagine how ECSTATIC I would be with chocolate and sex together?!?!?

Playing With Fire

I miss the sound of your voice

slipping into my thoughts

with sexy sweetness

drawing me

closer

to your hot breath

My hesitation

only makes my skin burn

for your touch

that sears

pleasure

on my soul

Magic Slippers

They're not ruby red and sparkly and won't get me back to Kansas. They're not made of glass, and I haven't left one of them behind at a ball. But they are a pair of new shoes. Black patent high heeled platform shoes with straps. HOT!!!! Maybe they don't turn me into a princess when I put them on, but I definitely don't feel like a divorced mommy taking out garbage and cleaning up after an eight year old little boy. Plus I can actually walk in them, and they don't hurt.

I feel like a woman. Don't know if anyone out there remembers the perfume Enjoli. The song used in the commercial for it "I can bring home the bacon, fry it up in a pan and never ever let you forget you're a man. 'Cause I'm a woman ......Enjoli." Never used the perfume it smelled..... let's just say it smelled. But I did just get two new perfumes that I really like. They smell fresh and one reminds me of a summer day with fresh cut grass. The other reminds me of a summer night.... still fresh, but a little more sultry. It was surprising to me that Victoria's Secret sold perfume that I actually like.

Also came home with some other purchases from VS. I had such a great time, and a few of the salesgirls were getting a big kick out of it. I think I tried on half the store. We couldn't stop laughing, and giggling. I hadn't done this in years!!! The ex never appreciated it and didn't care. Even though I am a tomboy.... like to shoot hoops, ride bikes, go fishing, etc.... with db (darling boy), it feels great to dress up like a girl, and not think like a mommy.

I feel pretty
Oh, so pretty
I feel pretty
and witty
and gay

And I pity
any girl
who isn't me
today.