Zoo

Louisa was just parking as I pulled into the car park, good timing by both of us. Crossing the road we walked into the pub together. Standing at the bar to order our drinks I glanced into the corner where the band and all their entourage would be, taking note of who was there.

We were both tired after a hectic week at work and didn’t fancy spending all evening on our feet, we found an unoccupied table on the far side of the entrance. It meant we wouldn’t be able to see the band paying but we would have no trouble hearing them. You would think that working together 9 hours a day 5 days a week we would run out of things to talk about but not so. I was sat with my back to the window, facing into the room.

I was amused to see that the drummer’s girlfriend RC walk over to our end of the room looking around before turning on her heel and retracing her steps. I wonder who she was looking for? A few minutes later the sound man’s wife walked past going to the ladies. Now I really did think that, that was funny. Our table was on a raised area set back from the main part of the room which was taken up by a couple of pool tables. When I had glanced at the band on our arrival I had noticed that TW was heading into the ladies room right next to where they were all sitting. So not only did I think she didn’t really need to go again so soon (10 or 15 mins at the most) but why go to the ladies room at the far end of the pub when there is one just a dozen steps from where you are sitting.

Throughout the evening both RC and TW were taking it in turns to walk through to the ladies. With each walk TW was taking more time to look in our direction. Obviously there was nothing wrong with the ladies on their side of the pub as none of the other ladies in their group were walking past us.

I am guessing that the two of them were too concerned with where I was to be able to enjoy the evening. Whereas Louisa and I had a lovely evening (my friend Janice was meant to meet us but didn’t make it). The one blight on my evening being a phone call from my ex but that aside I had a nice time minding my own business with a lovely friend listening to live rock music and chatting.

However by the time we left I did feel as though I was an exhibit in a zoo.

I did not see or speak to sound man (Karl) at all during the evening and have heard nothing from him since.

livin libido low

It has been a lovely sunny peaceful sunday morning. I was relaxing enjoying the delicious hot water and soft white bubbles of my bath when it happened. Time was my own, there was no rush like there is on a weekday morning. Lifting my right leg out of the water to rest my foot on the side of the bath and slid my hand down between my thighs.

Using my finger I pressed, rubbed and flicked but nothing happened, I was willing myself to climax. Nothing I did helped, there was no sign of arousal. I was thinking about this and the way I have been feeling lately. I have been feeling a lack of arousal. My recent lack of sex has not bothered me, if anything it has been more of a relief.

In the next couple of days I will be alone at home for a whole night whilst my remaining children are away from home. This would be an ideal time to invite either Karl or Dave to spend time alone with me in my home. It would be an ideal time to christen my bed. No man has been in my bed since I bought it 2.5 years ago. Yet I have not mentioned to either of them that this opportunity has arisen. Neither have I told Fred who I know would love to see me again. (He has been leaving me offline messages recently making it clear that if I had not been away last week he wanted to see me).

I have concluded that my libido is currently rock bottom. I don’t know how I can change that.

A question for Fred

It has been a while since I last thought about Fred. I have not seen him since January, although we have chatted online maybe half a dozen times since then. As I was making my way home from work trying to concentrate on the rush hour traffic all around me, I looked up at the hill to where Cougar has one of his offices, the place he go to when he wants peace to work. The place with the big red leather couch (he calls it his casting couch). I have been contemplating paying him a visit this week. I won’t be having any unexpected visits after work from Karl so it would be easy to take the high road instead of the motorway and stop off for a cuppa and whatever else is on offer. I know that Cougar is leaving it to me to decide when to visit……he doesn’t think I will. Anyway my mind then wandered off from the idea of visiting Cougar to thinking about Fred. Now that he has sold his house and is living with friends it has made it near enough impossible for us to meet up.

When I first began seeing him (several years ago now) I wasn’t working and he visited me in my home whilst my kids were at school and his work took him out of the office. Then I started working and there was a long spell when we didn’t see each other, that had as much to do with a change in the dynamics of our relationship and I wasn’t able to trust myself to see him, as it was to do with the logistics of it. When I began going to his place in the evenings it worked for us until he sold his house, changed job and moved across the water. Fred will always have a special place in my heart. He is an excellent kisser and just about the only guy in my world these days who is able to give me a good fuck. ( I miss him for his mind and his body). Because it is not easy to see each other currently I tend not to think about him……I have enough going on with Karl, Dave and Cougar (even if that doesn’t involve a lot of satisfying sex). I don’t know why I had begun thinking about him, in my mind I was trying to work out how we could possibly get it together unless he was willing to get a hotel room.

Have you ever had those experiences when you think about someone and the phone rings and its them? Well it was less than 2 hours later I had just logged onto my computer and there was Fred. He wanted to ask my advice and was hoping to catch me online ………….not difficult as I am here most evenings at some point or other. It seems that he has been chatting to a woman who wants to meet him for sex only. Lucky guy you might be thinking, but he is having second thoughts. It isn’t the sex only bit that is worrying him, after all that’s what we were doing (if you don’t include the 4 yrs of friendship that went before during and after it). It isn’t her age (I really don’t remember him telling me that he fantasizes about older women). It isn’t her size (I am hardly a stick and he loves my body).

She has stipulated that there is to be no anal …………although we discussed it we never actual did get around to trying anal sex so that is not a problem. She has also decreed no oral sex. Now I thought he meant none at all. But she is more than happy for him to eat her out but she will not go down on him. He is not sure how he feels about this. Knowing how much he enjoys me sucking his cock especially when done to completion I am not sure he would be happy doing all the giving and not receiving much back. He has such a lovely cock I don’t know how any woman could resist sliding her mouth over it. The hours I have enjoyed teasing him with my tongue, licking and sucking, she must be mad.

So my question to you guys if you were Fred would you be happy to meet this woman knowing in advance that she will not give you a blow job but does expect you to eat her out?

Ladies would you be able to resist this lovely cock, Its a nice length ……..plently of length to lick, a decent girth to wrap your tongue around, not so big that it stretches your mouth but big enough to feel your mouth satisfyingly full. No leisions nothing at all that would put you off. Nice smooth balls just the right size to pop into your mouth for a good suck.

It really is a pity that the one day Fred is available for some daytime fun I shall be on a plane heading away for a few days. Because right now I would love to feel his lips on mine, his fingers tangled in my hair and his legs wrapped around mind as we re-aquaint each other with the body we each know so well. He has also expressed his disappointment that I won’t be around as he would uch rather see me. Maybe one day we will manage it.

all change for Anna

Just when I was geting a lot of new friends both on facebook itself and on the game ……..sex games to which I have become addicted (so much so that it has taken over from my previous addiction to Bejewelled. Facebook went and deleted my account. How dare they do that to me.

So having waited a couple of days I have opened a new facebook account in the name of Anna J Skye. I have my reasons for choosing this name. I have restarted my game, I still have a long way to go in order to get back to level 32 which I had reached previously. I am already on level 13 so prgress is being made. I have even managed to make contact with a few of my previous team members (otherwise known as my entourage).

My sex life seems to be going through a quiet spell at the moment. Dave has been out of the picture for weeks, although we have been in contact several times a week we have not managed to get together. I have however seen a fair bit of Karl but it has all been non sexual encounters. He is currently on holiday with his wife so no action there until he gets back. I am though, quite keen to take the opportunity to re-aquaint Cougar with the taste of my lips and maybe encourage him to discover more.

why?

well i had to explain our friendship on sat eve as gobby cow tried to get her 5 pence worth in against me !!!

oh what did you say
did she see me there

that we were friends and have been for some time

no she didn`t u should have gone over
RC tells tails and lots of them thats why nobody likes her

i didn’t wish to be introduced

why

but I did hope that RC would see me with Dave…………..she did turn around

thats why i or anyone else tells her nuthin as she puts 2 and 2 together

mmmmhhhhh

you only have to say that you have done some jobs for me

i have and she knows that

and can truthfully say that you have never been into my bedroom

i know
anyway its sorted

did you say that I was there on sat

i did but got the reply why didn`t you introduce me then ??

you can say that you only spoke to us briefly and when you went back out we had gone

i did

putting the emphasis on we

are you still coming sailing today

yes if its still on
what sort of time

why would any man want to introduce his lover to his wife? It was bad enough putting me in the situation he did the day before with the other wives/partners. It makes no odds to me other than being embarrassing but if as he insists he doesn’t want to leave his his wife (I wouldn’t want him to) why does he want to risk his marriage in this way. He obviously has no understanding of how women think/feel.

She’s nice

I laughed when he told me, sitting on my sofa drinking tea, both of us too exhausted to even think about sex. Snuggled together for a cuddle before he went home to his wife.

It was a bit of a strange night, he said he had liked having me there. Earlier in the week he had asked me to go, he said that his wife had said she wanted to go but there was no room in the van and she doesn’t drive. He gave me money for fuel so that I had no excuse for not going. It was going to be a 60 mile round trip to this gig. No problem (he doesn’t know that I think nothing of driving further than that for sex). He was worried that I would have trouble finding the venue ……I may be a woman but I can read maps and I have a reputation for being able to find my way to most places. He insisted that I follow the van carrying all the equipment. This meant telling his mate the drummer and girlfriend (RC = rock chick) that I would be following them. It also meant we would be there by 7pm although the gig wouldn’t start until after 9pm.

Having sat in my car reading my book for a while on arrival I eventually made my way into the pub bought a drink and found a table. The band were still setting up all their equipment. RC was sat with 2 of the wives from the band.  I was invited to join them which I did although I had my reservations about whether this was a good idea. Anyway I sat chatting and drinking with these three women for the rest of the evening. RC did ask me if I knew Karl’s wife, I admitted that I don’t, but didn’t volunteer any information on how I know Karl. After the gig I said I would follow the van again but only as far as the motorway then I would go at my own speed (it had been boring following at a mere 60mph for 30 miles).  Once on the motorway I put my foot down passing them at 80mph and soon leaving their headlights far behind. I was soon at home, filling the kettle. I was however feeling sleepy before Karl arrived. (only 3 hours sleep the night before was catching up and it was nearing 2am).

It was while we sat together supping hot tea that he told me on the way back RC had uttered those words that now had me laughing and him frowning.

‘She’s nice …….your girlfriend’

‘excuse me’

‘sorry your lady friend………….how do you know her?’

‘mind your own business…….nosy aint you’

The plan was that I would go with my friend to see the band play again tonight at an open air music festival. I knew that this time his wife would be there.  Having now been put in a situation where the other wives now know me this could be awkward. I couldn’t ignore them if they saw me, but what if they tried to introduce me to Mrs Karl. As it turned out my friend didn’t confirm whether she would be at the festival but Dave said he wanted to bring something round to me. I asked him what his plans were for the evening. He picked me up and we went together, this meant that if I was seen by the other wives I could make a point of being there with Dave who I have been seeing for a few months. Dave needed to speak to Karl to confirm a time to go sailing again on Monday (3 of us on a boat again that should be fun ;x )

I did see the wives  (including karl’s) we were stood about 20 feet directly behind them. He did come and speak to us during the last number. It will be harder for me now to just be part of the crowd at gigs.  I won’t be able to go to any gigs on my own now unless I know before hand that Mrs Karl won’t be there. If I do go I will have to take Dave with me, making it clear that I am with Dave.

If Karl had let me make my own way to last night’s gig I could have remained the face in the crowd but not anymore. Now everyone involved with the band (except Mrs Karl) know that I am Karl’s friend. I hope for his sake that nobody says anything to Mrs Karl.

could we swallow

You may or may not have read my recent post from fellatio to mistress. Basically Karl had assumed that I am one of the many women who don’t or won’t swallow. He had never asked me if I do or would. He had just assumed that becasue I had never told him that I do. In the year and a half since I first started seeing him we have not had that many opportunities to have full sex. We have indulged in sex in his car/van (although apart from once not too long ago that was mostly last year). I have not known him to come in all the time I known him.

For a while I thought it was something I was doing wrong, why did he never come with me. why could I not make him come. Then I gave up worrying about it, he had been telling me that I give the best blow job he has ever had so I know it isn’t anything I was doing wrong. Now though I realise that he has been holding back because he didn’t think I would swallow.

Jenny swallows left a comment on my previous post saying she had found the same kind of assumption from guys she knows.

so what I want to know is do most men assume that most women/girls will not swallow.

Are you missing out because you make these assumptions?

Have you asked the women you have slept with and been turned down?

Girls how many men have assumed that you don’t swallow but never asked?

Orgasm

I was going to text you today but changed my mind

were you in a mood?

No just figured you wouldn’t want your afternoon interrupted

I was only watching tv

But you wouldn’t have wanted to know that I was having an orgasm

Why?

The opportunity arose

Were you with Dave?

I was on my bed, I had a folded towel, took off my shorts and knickers, placing my hand between my thighs

Not fully naked then

I didn’t need to be, do you?

What?

You don’t need to be naked to pull one off do you?

You should have text me

What would you have done?

I would have been right round

would you have let yourself in, come upstairs and watched?

I would have shagged you

are you stroking it now?

no talking to you

and that stops you?

no just don’t feel like it

sometimes I wonder about him grrrrr

Imagine this

I have begun to add some of the photos from the last party to my gallery, you can find them on the page …..fun & games.

Following my conversation with Karl which left me feeling that he clearly has no idea what he really wants. He starts off wanting me all to himself but ends up with his cock doing the talking. He doesn’t want to go to parties that Dave goes to as he doesn’t want to see me with Dave, yet he wants to have spitroasts and moresomes with us.

He called round to see me briefly yesterday morning, nothing was said other than he noticed that I have a light bruise on my breast. He put 2 & 2 together and decided that it must have been Dave, demanded to know when I had seen Dave. The truth is that I don’t know how I got that bruise …….I probably knocked into something because I know it has nothing to do with Dave, he was paying attention to my other breast.

I was chatting to Dave online, he asked how Karl is now that he knows we have set up a profile as a couple. I told him some of what Karl had said.

Can you imagine this? He offered to stop seeing me if I thought that was best. Obviously I told him that it is up to me not Karl. He still says that any time I want to stop I only have to say so.

Did I mention in my earlier post that Dave had invited both me and Karl to join him on a sailing trip yesterday, this didn’t happen partly because the weather was bad but also Karl was going to a bbq with his wife (I had known this all week). I spent the day and evening with my family.

Can you imagine how I felt when I received a text from Karl in the middle of the evening.

Hello are you at home I am watching  whitesnake on dvd at my mates x

Evidently he was checking that I was not out with Dave. So I waited half an hour before replying ……….

how was the bbq?

A couple of other texts then went back and forth but I still didn’t confirm whether I was at home or not. I left my laptop on so that when he got home he wouldn’t know if I was at home asleep or out. He knows that I sometimes leave it on when I am out.

Can you imagine that I will put up with this kind of behaviour for long?

a couple of things

A few evenings ago I visited Dave in his home. Partly because we wanted to see each other…..it had been a couple of weeks since I had seen him. Partly because he had a cd of photos from our evening with Bruce, Alice and friends last month. I had not had a chance to actually see the photos. He showed them to me, not many had me in them Alice was the main attraction.

We also took a few photos of each other to go on the new couple’s profile he has created for us. He has been jealous of the number of contacts I have made with Karl, as a single man he was having no luck. I didn’t tell Karl that I had agreed to be a couple with Dave. I was convinced that Karl would say he didn’t mind (even if he did) but I still didn’t want to shove it in his face.

Yesterday Karl phoned me to say that he had seen the new profile. While I was beginning to write this post which was supposed to be about photos I have been chatting online with Karl. His jealousies are coming out now. (Remember that out of the three of us Karl is the one still married and living with his wife). He loves me to bits, feels more for me than his wife and if circumstances were different we would be together…………..I have told him NOT to even think about leaving his wife for me.

He has now admitted that he doesn’t like sharing me. He knows that I see others (ie Dave) he doesn’t like it but puts up with it. (Remember here who it is who is married). He told me it was a shock to see the profile that Dave has set up …..um not as much shock as when I saw the photos of him online with other people after he had told me that he had not met anyone for fun since he met me! (including the profile of the older woman he had met proclaiming that she was a couple with him). He admitted seeing her again recently. Even though the photos of his hands on her breast couldn’t possibly be his (he has dstinctive hands).

I was on the point of pointing out that as a single woman not in a committed relationship with anyone I am free to see whomever I choose whenever I choose. Dave always asks if Karl would mind, Karl says he respects that Dave asks that. Excuse me! but neither of them get to decide what I do. I do not belong to either of them, I am my own woman.

Besides I have a feeling that it won’t be too much longer before I get the urge to find myself a committed relationship again in which case I shall stop seeing both of them. If they are going to let their jealousies get out of hand that might be sooner rather than later.

Having said that he doesn’t like sharing me but accepts that he has to put up with it he just doesn’t want to know about it. He went on to say that he is happy for the three of us to go sailing together, we could even have some sexy times together, maybe even spitroast or if any single girls want to join the three of us………………men!!

In the meantime I should start editing the photos from the party and will upload some to my gallery in the next day or so.