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this way to heidi
A window into my soul, a doorway to my world. Sharing whatever experiences i have and encounter in this mad, mad, mad world
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Fuuuuck me. What. A. Day.
Posted:Oct 7, 2020 11:02 am
Last Updated:Oct 22, 2020 4:49 am

I spent the whole day with the fwb today. He suggested, and I actually thought it was nice so I agreed. I mean, we HAD to do something aside from meeting in hotel rooms, his place or mine so, a day out sounded fun. 😋. We were supposed to go Kayaking, but Long story short, the people we rented the kayaks from told us that my swimwear wasn’t appropriate. 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄. It’s a high cut one piece, and mildly see through...mildly 😝. But I don’t even think it was that. I mean, after putting on the life jacket, you can’t really see. I think it’s the exposed asscheeks that was the issue. Apparently there’s an official law to that too. Fuuuucking ridiculous.

Anyhow. So that fucked up our Kayaking plans. We ended up going for brunch, and booking a hotel room in the process 😝. But anyhow, that wasn’t the point to this blog.

First thing I do when I got to the room, I stripped and jumped into the shower. It was scorching today, and all that running around was...sweaty. I was sitting on the bathroom floor, just letting the water run down on me. Of course he jumped in to join me, and before long I was squatting (I had to squat. He’s a lil tall 😉), he was standing in front of me and I had his dick in my mouth. It started off nice and slow, playing with his balls and all that. Then when I reached up to brush my hair back, he held my hands behind my head, moved me backwards so I was backed up against the wall, and started face fucking me. Then it got a bit more forceful and I had his dick halfway down my throat. Every time I was choking, especially with the running water, he pulled out, let me catch my breath, then shoved it back down. He alternated that with both slapping me with his hands and dick slapping me.

We’ve done that before, but today was a lil tougher than usual. My hands were still pressed behind my head so I couldn’t use them to balance, my thighs were starting to burn, then I felt his foot rubbing up against my pussy. I think it was the surprise of it, I jumped slightly, which prompted him to grip harder, holding me down. I then felt his toes pressing up against my ass first, then moving to my Pussy, and then, I was literally getting foot fucked. Or is that toe fucked. Lol. Whatever it was, fuuuck it was hot! Lol. He alternated between that and tapping my pussy with his feet. I can’t even remember actually showering. He grabbed me by the hair, dragged me out of the bathroom, lifted me up over his shoulders and threw me on the bed.

I let him fuck me hard. Lol. I can’t even remember how many times I came, but fuuuck I came hard on a few of them. He’s a big guy, and he was laying on top of me so heavily I swore I felt like I was buried into the bed. He held my legs up, pushed them to the side, flipped me over, pressed my face into the pillow, flipped me over here and there, all the time slamming his dick into me. Felt like my stomach was gonna turn. Lol. Fuck, that was brutal 😝

I returned the favour later in the afternoon. We came back from late lunch and he jumped right into bed. I told him to bring his head over the edge of the bed, then I walked over, pulled my skirt up high enough to cover his head and sat on his face. I let him eat me through my underwear. After it got soaked through, I took his tshirt off, used it like strap to loop behind his head, and sat on his face again, using his tshirt to pull him tighter in. I also whipped him a few time with his belt, and used it to tie his hands tightly behind his back, all the while straddling him and riding him hard. At some points, I even made him call me daddy. Lol. Which is strange as fuck as I type this, but fucking hell it was hot as fuck when it happened. Lol

I Guess that’s why he’s the fwb. I can’t put my finger on what exactly it is that makes it different from the fun I have with the husband, cos I get up to similar hair pulling, face slapping fun. But nothing like this. I’ve never made anyone call me daddy before. Lol. I e also never been footfucked. 🤷🏻‍♀️
I’m gonna be thinking about this for awhile 😋
One Eyed Woody and Puppy Noses
Posted:Oct 5, 2020 2:41 am
Last Updated:Jan 18, 2021 5:29 pm

This is embarrassing. I’ve had to turn my phone down during meetings and even be very, very wary when I’m checking my phone for messages cos the husband keeps sending me dick pics. Lol. All I did was tell him how I loved it once. Once. 🙄 The spontaneity of it all. After a few years of being together, we’d still find ourselves doing this. Well, that was what I felt at THAT time. Now is getting a little out of hand. I mean....he IS in his late 50s. For fucks sake. Lol 🙄

Anyways. Two weekends ago we went cycling together. Well, more like I joined him and his regular cycling buddies. One of the reasons why he wanted to go Cycling was, he had just bought a new watch, one that tracks his heart rate, etc. One of them fancy ones. Before we left, he passed me his old heart rate monitor, the one with the strap that goes around your torso and mentioned how it’s be useful to check what my heart rate was. I should have realised what a bad idea it was when I realised how uncomfortable it felt after putting it on. But! Being such....brilliant dumbasses, I brushed it aside. Little did I know.

4 plus hours of cycling later, brushing off discomfort (adrenaline helped), I ended up with abbrasions on my upper ribs, right under the breasts 😑. As a result, wearing a bra has been impossible. Soooo...the past week has been interesting. Going braless all the time isn’t an issue. It’s something I do all the time. But having that imposed on me has been...interesting. I’ve also had to leave the house more. I’m going into the office and/or have meetings outside. I’ve noticed people starring more. That’s a given, knowing how people in this country get quite up tight in the sight of pokies. Lol. Sad, but true. Starting is one thing, reacting awkwardly is another. I can’t quite describe it but.... it’s just awkward.

What’s more interesting is, now that I’m subjected to not being able to wear it, I find myself looking at bras to buy. Like wtf right? Lol. Anyways. This is week two and I’m not even realising it anymore, but a colleague kept pointing out how the waiter kept talking to my right side boob during lunch. Lol. To be fair, it wasn’t a work lunch so we dressed down. 😝

The husband loves it though. We went furniture hunting yesterday and midway through, he made me take off my underwear (he was rather persuasive he can be. 😋) He then went through the day trying to take photos and videos down my top and up my skirt. I was in a short denim skirt so that wasn’t hard, but that’s not the point. I didn’t even know he was into this before yesterday. And it wasn’t even posed shots. Just me going around looking at what we were supposed to look at, and him lurking around with his phone. Lol. He is sooo fucking embarrassing at times. But!! It got him riled up good and uh...the rewards of that was... a surprisingly hard dick. Lol. Who’d have thought. 😝
End of quarantine - weekend plans
Posted:Sep 11, 2020 1:31 am
Last Updated:Sep 14, 2020 9:55 am

It’s finally here. The end of our home quarantine. We’ve had two big fights, a few fun fucks in between, a few angry fucks in between, and a heck of a lot of discussion, which is great but also tiring. Then again, what isn’t, right?

This morning’s was a bit rougher than usual. Not the roughest, by far, but rougher than usual. I’m beginning to think the husband is intent on leaving visible marks... 🧐

So anyhow, good thing is, our quarantine ends tomorrow. Good news is also he was swabbed and the results came back negative (makes two of us - I got swabbed when I was prepping to leave the country), and we’ve both not displayed any signs whatsoever so, quarantine ends tomorrow! We’ve been making plans and this is what we’ve come up with:

- the beach
This is really top of my list but I also know IF we go to the beach, I’d be sorely disappointed cos beaches here ain’t the same as the ones we’ve been calling home. Plus it’s the school holidays now, plus the zero tolerance to baring skin here, looks like we’re gonna give that a pass. Fuck I miss Bali😩

- The pool #1
I got a friend who lives fairly close by. I can ask ways out in a cal and go over and laze at the pool in her compound. But! This comes with the need to make small talk and....hand prints and bite marks don’t make for simple conversation. I really am in no mood to explain myself to her 😏

- The pool #2
Well, not exactly. The husband has a few friends he plays tennis with. I know most of them, nice guys. The place they play tennis at has a pool I can use. I really just wanna get some sun. Looks okaaaay, cept if any of his friends’ wives/girlfriends show up then I’m kinda forced to make small talk. Again, not I. That kinda mood.

Also, I found out, I’ve been lied to. From the last party I attended, 2 out of the 4 guys I had met were lying. Long story short, they told me they were all leaving the country, hence the party. Only 2 of them actually left. Knowing my luck, the only one that caught my attention was one of the guys who left. Ive only bothered to keep in touch with him. But the two guys who’re still here have been dropping me texts, asking if I wanted to meet. I’ve been ignoring them so far, hopefully they get the hint 😑
I’ve also made my displeasure of being lied to known to the fwb, who was responsible for inviting me to said party. He has apologised and claim ignorance/innocence. I’m giving him the impression I’m still not pleased, but rather surprisingly, to myself mostly, I’m rather indifferent. 😋

Speaking of the fwb, the husband has been asking if I’m still meeting him, or rather, if he’s still meeting us. The husband has taken up a rather...disturbing (to me 😝) interest in having having the fwb join us in a threesome. Which kinda automatically makes me hesitant on making it happen. Which in turn, is silly cos I’ve been the one who’s been trying to make it happen for the longest time! Hmm....this reverse psychology thing is....troubling. I DO like more hands playing with me, and I DO like more dicks at a time to play with. AND I DO so love these two dicks. So why am I now second guessing myself? 🙄

What was it they say about the best laid plans?

Realistically, we’ll probably celebrate end of quarantine by staying home 😝. Such are times...anyhow. The weekend’s here, here’s hoping something fun comes up for everyone! Have a good fucking weekend! And a good weekend fucking!
Don’t worry your pretty little head.... 😑
Posted:Sep 7, 2020 8:59 am
Last Updated:Sep 11, 2020 1:27 am

When the sentence starts that way, you can bet you ass whatever follows is gonna be condescending and sexist AF. be fair, I’d normally never hear the end of that sentence cos I’ll probably jump in midway with a “fuuuuuuuuuuck yoooou!!!”, but being stuck at home again must be throwing me off my game🙄

I was on the phone with a representative from a moving company, trying coordinate moving some of our things from storage back here. It’s not that complicated, we just want a few things moved, not everything. The only issue is neither one of us can be there to supervise which exact items to move. So was trying to explain to this guy on the phone and was specifically trying to get him to guarantee that the actual movers will be gentle cos one of the boxes contain fragile items. That’s when he gave me the line. Mofo. I wasn’t expecting it and was caught completely off guard but after I recovered, which took a good few minutes, I called them to cancel. Fuuuuck that. I’d rather do without our stuff for now. I’ll wait til our self quarantine is over and haul it ourselves. Why can’t people just be pleasant? Fuckwits 😣

On to other news - was talking to the husband (well we ARE stuck in each other’s company so....😝) earlier and was telling him about me Gree The only reason we were talking about him (Greek) was cos he called say he was downstairs and wanted come up. I was like, W. T. F!!

Naturally I told him to fuck off. 😂. First of all, my husbands home. Second, we’re still serving our quarantine, and third, just no. He can’t just pop by when he wants to. For fucks sake make that booty call to check first or something! Right?! Anyhow. I was a bit....ok, a lot pissed off by that, and the husband first asked why I put up with that, and what it was that makes him attractive to me. Fair questions, cos Mr Greek really isn’t the kind of guy I’d normally be attracted to (the husband knows me soo well 😋)

That really made me think, and after much deliberation, I came to the conclusion that the first attraction was cod he was a convenient booty call. He served his purpose. I wanted a fuck and he provided me with one. Pretty good one too 😉. Secondly, the reason why I keep seeing him is, well....I don’t know how else to put this, other than, he’s nasty. Lol

I’d meet him after a full day of work, and I’m clammy and coming straight from the office, and without batting an eyelid he buries his face between my legs, tongue fucks my ass, all of that 😼. The husband is a fairly big fan of that too, but I’m usually too self conscious to let that happen. But this guy, Mr Greek, he’s....well he goes at it, full fucking committedly. It’s....I can’t think of another more appropriate word. Nasty. Lol

I dunno. Maybe that’s a thing. Well, clearly it is now.... Anyhow. The husband is being a about the whole incident. And the other incidents.... “incidents” that had happened. I feel like I really wanna make it up to him. I don’t know if it’ll work, but I texted his gf to ask if she’d wanna come over (wink wink) after we’re done with our quarantine. I dropped her a text earlier and she hasn’t replied. I’m trying to make it a surprise but we’ll see what happens.

This was a completely random post. Wasn’t planning to post but this came up so...hope your week’s going well 😊. Gotta go. Will post again 😘
Keeping this short - hubby's happy
Posted:Sep 2, 2020 8:34 am
Last Updated:Sep 7, 2020 8:56 am

This is a short post. More like an update, really.

I got into trouble with the husband awhile back and he got back over the weekend past. As a result, we're both having to serve the mandatory 14-day home quarantine and we're...halfway though...the first week

He had the option of staying in a hotel specifically set aside to house those having to serve the self isolation. But, we had a brief chat a few days before he left the UK and we decided he'd be better off coming home. That was out first conversation in a week and a half. He was real pissed.

But!! I'm also glad to report that 4 days in and he's fast asleep soundly while I type away, sitting in bed next to him. Didn't take long before he gave in and forgave.

For the record, never, ever, eveeeeer underestimate the power of a good blowjob . LOL. Breaking ice, warming hearts and mending marriages

I might be speaking too soon, but 10 days to go. Looks hopeful
LOL (fingers crossed)
I guess this is part 2..
Posted:Aug 27, 2020 5:28 am
Last Updated:Oct 22, 2020 6:26 am

Where did I leave off last? Right. We left the gym, stinking and sweating and drove straight the hotel
There could have been more glamorous entrances but...ah well. LOL Thankfully there was a separate elevator the suites but still....most of the people we passed (hotel staff and patrons) didn't seem too impressed They must be thanking the heavens everyone was wearing masks. LOL

When I got there, I realised that I had been there before. Not the exact room, but the exact suite a long time back. The suite was about as big as my apartment . They had a pool table in the middle of the living room and they had two bedrooms, each with its own bathrooms. There was another girl there who I recognised as a friend of a friend (one of those...what was it...6 degrees of separation?), and she was dating one of the other guys there. But total headcount, together with the fwb, there were 5 other guys. SO 6 guys and 2 girls in . I also quickly found out, that aside from the fwb, the guys, even the one dating the other girl, had their work visas cancelled, so they were leaving the country. This was supposed be their last get together before they left.

SO anyhow. I was gonna be there for one night at best, and one evening at worst, so I didn't pack much. I changed into a strapless dress that zipped from the back and packed another more casual one and that was it. It was strangely tense when I got there. There was tinge of sexual energy in the air, but mostly tense. I later found out that they had just broken the ice between themselves a day before, and now my presence was throwing them off a little. LOL

The casual talk went well. There was upsmanship, nothing negative, so I was really happy with that. Then I joined them for a game of pool and they were trying get drunk, which was cute. Cos they really didn't have . I didn't drink much, considering I've had enough the last few days. It was flirty, yet cordial and polite for the most part. Then as I was waiting my turn on the table, I went and sat on the fwb who started running his hands around my hips. I could already feel his dick hardening through his pants, so I pressed my ass harder into him. He tried to part my legs but I kept pushing his hands away. He got the hint and stopped. What I didn't know was he had pulled my zipper down slightly with his teeth, and that loosened the dress. So every time I went , bent over take a shot, my dress slipped down a little. I thought It was a bit weird my breasts were falling out a little. We laughed about it but nothing came out from that. It wasn't until the couple went into the room that things really kicked off.

They were already making out vigorously the couch in front of the tv, so it wasn't a big surprise they made for the room. I had also found out that the zipper was the way down the middle of my back and my nipples were showing. I didn't know any of them so wasn't about go crazy, but I did leave my dress hanging around my hips and my tits hanging out. Didn't take long before the sounds of the couple fucking in the room kicked things off. One of the guys crept up the door, opened it, peeked in and we saw him disappeared inside. I missed my shot and went back the stool to sit the fwb's lap, only find that I sat the wrong lap. Let's call him guy A. I got but he held down and grabbed my breasts. He was a bit too forceful and I kinda freaked out a lil so I raised my voice slightly to stop, to which he did. Thankfully. I stormed out into the balcony and the fwb followed to check in on me. Guy A came out and apologised profusely and we left it. I went back in and they told me flat out that I could choose and whatever it was, it would be ok. They seemed respectful, so I chose

I told them strip, which they did, and watch. No hands, no joining, just watch. I then told the fwb to fuck til the weekend was over. He pulled my dress over my head, pulled my panties down and carried in a standing 69 into the other bedroom. We stood there for awhile. Well, he stood there. I was hanging with a dick in my face LOL He was furiously eating out so I wasn't gonna stop him. He then swung around, aimed and threw me onto the bed (fuck. Don't you just loooove big guy sex Can't say it enough). He pulled me to the edge of the bed where he slammed his dick into me. (Sorry, you must be sick about hearing how much I like his dick, but... ) Every time I see his dick, I think there's no way that will fit inside me. Yet every single time he pushes in, I pull him in deeper. Took me awhile before I remembered and looked and saw the other 3 guys standing around the bed watching. I made it a point look them each in the eye before pulling the fwb in and whispering in his ear, telling him take charge if anything goes awry. He agreed.

I told him to get off , got him lay the bed so I can suck him off. I turned and told the guys to slap some rubber , then directed guy A behind first. Guy B was the cutest so he laid beside the fwb so I can get know him a little better Guy C was playing with my tits and rotating with guy A behind . This went for a short while before I felt a hot load my back. I turned and saw guy C stroking off the last bit of cum from his dick. I turned look at the fwb and rather unchangingly, he assured guy C had his rubber until he came. I really wanted ride guy B so I pushed guy A off from behind and climber guy B. He was rather cute, and quite quiet, which added his charm I rode him for awhile and maybe I shouldn't have squeezed his balls but he came quite quickly. I didn't even realise until I stopped for a breather and he was already limp under me. I climbed off him and guy A showed and missionary'd , and actually got cum twice. LOL. I guess never judge too quickly. I had the fwb lay beside so I'd have a dick in my face. Im sure that helped. Fwb took over after guy A came and I got him to finally blow his load my face, It wasn't a lot, by his standards, but I kinda expected it considering they must have had their fun before I got there.

I was pretty tired by that point so I jumped outta bed and into the shower to wash off. I came back into the room to see the boys already stroking their semi hard dicks. I bit my lips and laughed and told them I needed a break. Maybe some food. As if on cue, they started looking for their clothes, which made laugh even harder. I didn't see the point of putting my clothes back so I walked out the living area and saw the couple and the other guy in shorts and a bathrobe, sitting the couch. I smiled as I saw them watching walk out naked. The other guys walked out naked behind as well. LOL

We ordered room service and ate in the balcony while we got know each other a bit better. I finally found out who our common friends were with the other girl but she didn't seem too interested in getting closer beyond that. The fwb was eyeing her too but she stuck with her bf and that one other guy the rest of the evening. Understandable considering he was leaving and she wasn't.

I took some time in the bathroom to give myself a quick enema (yeeaaaah..that's what I was going for...) and actually was pleasantly surprised when my cutey guy B knocked on the door, asking if I was ok. I took a good 5-7mins, and he was outside waiting the whole time. Cute AND sweet. Heh.

I opened the bathroom door when I was done and literally grabbed him by the balls and locked ourselves inside for a little one on one time. I found out he's Danish, and works in shipping. He's been in the country for a little under 2 years and that was it. I had him fucking me in front of the mirror and on the bathroom floor before letting him slide his dick in my ass. We weren't discreet, so we had to ignore the knocks on the door til he got me to cum. . In truth, he came first. I had to tell him specifically how to finger me so I came. Thank fuck he's cute as hell.

I went back out and it's been a very, very long time since, but I had a roving dp. It wasn't as enjoyable as I had imagined in my head, but it was It was more funny, trying to coordin and seeing how clumsy and awkward they were. But I guess I DID enjoy it cos it was...well, enjoyable. LOL I even had the fwb in the back end while riding one of the other guys. It was....insane. He's....big.

I don't remember how I got into bed but I fell asleep in bed sandwiched between guy A and B. Got woken in the middle of the night by guy B sucking my nipple and remember slapping him off. LOL. We made plans wake early and use the pool but really didn't make it out of the room until it was time check out. Against my self made rules, I actually exchanged numbers with them. They all seemed really nice. Did I mention guy B is a cutey? Fuck. I'm soo smitten by him . He flew off yesterday evening and has promised text when he's back
Go figure.

So continuing from the last post, that is one of the main factors contributing to the husband......being mad enough to not want to speak to . I don't know how long his anger will last, and yes I DO admit that it was....selffish and rather careless of be doing these things given this current climate. And maybe I should have told him before jumping into a pool of dicks. Umm....when I put it that way.

It is what it is Guess I'll find out when he's actually back. This is sooo not gonna be fun.
I guess this is part 1.
Posted:Aug 27, 2020 4:05 am
Last Updated:Dec 15, 2020 5:49 am

boy. Ive got an angry husband coming back from a work trip this weekend. Whats worse is, when he comes back, we both have serve home quarantine for two weeks before we can leave. This is lockdown over again. Except now its kinda like being stuck with an angry bear. Who doesn't want even talk now . going be fun. At .

Literally a couple of weeks ago I was all set going home Bali. We had everything planned. I made enquiries and they, "they" said it was ok travel. So I tied down dates with the husband (who was still overseas) and even made bookings. I called the lady who's keeping our place intact let her know. Made arrangements for food and groceries be delivered cos we wouldn't be able leave the house. Made transport arrangements. The full fucking works. Then one fine day it came out that the borders will remain closed til next year. -_- So on top of my happy bubble bursting, I had to make those same calls fucking cancel. And of COURSE it wouldn't be that easy - plane tickets, amongst many things, are non refundable. They just allow for a postponement. mofos.

Same thing happening with the bf who's admittedly, worse off, being stuck in HK. Realistically, we'll probably only see each other in person mid end of next year. So that was that.

I was feeling really down at the point so the fwb came by help cheer , which was nice. Except his version of "cheering " was a party in a suite with some of his friends -_- He tried butte rme by taking dinner a few days prior the party and spending time with me and of that. But although it was and still is much appreciated, our relationship was never based on that. I flat our refused him at first and that was that. For awhile. He and his friends had the room from Thursday til Saturday. This was last week. He approached and sold the idea the Monday before. Credit tot him, I didn't hear anything from him on Tuesday and Wednesday.

Sidetracking a little -

Wednesday evening I went meet an ex girlfriend of mine. We reconnected a few months back and it's been fun. But, we've also had a few really emotional dialogues between us. Prior to this, she had called me a few...less than charming names (dick hungry bitch, and cock craving , to name a few). Akin to one of my previous posts, she's not entirely wrong. But the emotions attached to the name calling was, as hard for me to admit it, a little hurtful. So Wednesday she offered to cook me dinner as a form of apology, so I went over. We made peace with each other and both apologised and we had a really good time. (Well we usually do when we're not screaming at each other ) We chatted til about midnight when she asked if I wanted to go swim in the pool in her apartment. She lives in a high-rise and the pool was on the 31st floor or something, so the views were really pretty. I agreed knowing I had no swimwear and I really can't fit into hers at all.

We went there, checked it out and there was no one around. Didn't take long before we slipped off our clothes and skinny dipped. The alcohol probably, the stillness of the air, and looking at the night lights of the city (which was very pretty), we snuggled into a corner where she finger fucked the hell outta me. LOL. She is strong. Like really strong hands (did I mention she used to represent her country in powerlifting? yeah, that kind of strong). I actually forgot how strong she was. I swear she finger fucks harder than a lot of guys can thrust with their hips, and I'm not even exaggerating. We were literally splashing water and she made me cum, and she didn't stop and I would have easily cum again when a guard shone a light at us and told us we really couldn't be in the pool after hours. . We went back to her place and I gobbled that pussy LOL I only left in the morning. Thank god we're working from home these days. And gawd damn that girl has strong hands

So that was how my Thursday morning started. When I got back I spent the entire morning taking work calls nude on my couch. I was about the showers and catch a quick nap when I get a call from Mr Greece asking if I'd like for him swing by pick . I had forgotten we had a lunch date. I was a bit tired but figured, what the hell. I showered, threw a dress and left. We went his restaurant for lunch (I only found out then that it was his... don't know why I never thought ask ) and lo and behold, who do I bump into? The fwb and his fiancé. We acknowledged each other with a cordial smile and a nod and left it at that. Lunch was fantastic. I knew I liked Mediterranean food, but damn I've never had any this good before. It was probably the wine too

We even had our own little private room...well, not super private but it was a little room with curtains covering the entrance. It wasn't that much of the wine, but the events from the night before that got me going. Like I said, lunch was good. We didn't even touch desert. It started with a subtle hand my thigh before moving closer and sliding his hand my dress. He was nibbling my earlobe when he told take off my underwear. I didn't even bother replying. I just parted my legs and he slid his fingers over my clit. . He was about slide his fingers into when I stopped him and suggested we leave. We tidied ourselves and left and I saw the fwb still at his table from the corner my eye as I left.

I expected him to drive back to my place cos I've had him over a few times, but instead we drove back to his. I wasn't expecting us to move beyond the booty call phase but I guess when these things take a life on itself, they do so rather quickly. . He's not the best lover by far, but he is hungry . Which is....refreshing for a guy in his 50s or 60s. I should ask next time . The thing is, he's got a thing for feet. I don't mind that much playing with his dick with my feet, but sucking on my toes doesn't really do it for me and he spends way too much time there. I've had to pull his hair a few times to get his head further . And he's also got a thing for peeing. I've tried it only once before and realised quickly it wasn't for . Buuuuut one thing led another and I agreed let him pee in the shower LOL It was also a bit less awkward when he laid the bathroom floor and I squatted over and peed him. Both of which was...a bit nasty for , not in a good way. So that was my Thursday afternoon. I messed two meetings cos of that.

And Thursday night of course, I get a call from the fwb asking me if I had a good fuck (he knows me a bit too well, which is disconcerting ). He also asked if I wanted to join him at a small party in a suite of a rather nice hotel. I told him no still, although I WAS already thinking about it. He left me at that but begged me to consider. Then Friday came and all through the day he kept texting me about a few things, like friends do, but never asking me if I was still interested. I still wasn't sure so I kinda let that hang for awhile longer.

Now the entire week has been one heck of a roller coaster. I thought I was finally going home. Then I wasn't. The bf was finally coming out, then he wasn't. The husband had an emotional outburst. Sexually....I wouldn't call it fantastic...but it was good Emotionally, not so much. SO anyhow. Mentally, I was exhausted by the time I was done with work. I wanted to try out a new crossfire gym so I asked the fwb to accompany me. In some twisted way, I wanted his company as well cos ,well, his dick. Plus I've already somewhat decided I'd really wanted a few good fucks, so I made him a deal. He accompany me to this new gym and I join him later in the night. He agreed

He insisted we go straight to the party from the gym so I packed a small bag. Make , shower stuff, two dresses and a pair of heels (in case we were going out. You never know ). I wore a sports bra and shorts the gym. It seemed like what them cross fitters do. It was a tough workout. I mean, I didn't do any of those barbell lifts cos well, Im not too proficient at it yet, but they made us do a crazy circuit. There were a few jumping stations, and one of it was burpees (fuck I hate them). I didn't realise that THAT particular sports bra was loose. I don't usually include Soo many jumping stations in my workout routine, but I realised I had to keep adjusting it throughout the workout. In the last set, while doing a burpee, my right breast jiggled its way out from the bra. The whole thing didn't pop out, but my nipple was showing. I must have went through 3 or 4 burpees before I caught sight of it. Of course I stopped and tucked it back in. The instructor was nice enough to come by and apologise but he told me he wanted me to finish the workout -_- LOL These cross fitters are nuts. It was a tough workout must have been playing in my head, plus workouts usually get me horny so we didn't even bother hanging around once class ended. We hopping Ito his car and drove straight to the hotel

It's getting a little long. I'll post the hotel in the next one.
Opps I did it again
Posted:Aug 8, 2020 2:57 am
Last Updated:Aug 21, 2020 11:41 pm

After the last encounter with the fwb, I told myself I'd practice a little bit self restraint. I mean, I've always thought....ok, I've always wanted to think, that IF I wanted to, I can say no. This came about when the husband called and texted me that evening and I didn't answer til the next day. I knocked out. Sexual rendezvous are tiring. I called him back the next day and I told him that I met with the fwb. Granted, I didn't tell him everything, and certainly not meeting with mr greek (another...player in the game, I suppose) but he in fairness, he didn't give much of a chance tell him either. We ended talking about why I like the fwb, even though I can't stand spend an entire day with him. .

So anyhow, the conversation with the husband kinda made think about my willpower. I think I've got pretty good control over my own urges. Mostly. I can control my chocolates and ice creams and what not (mostly ). So after that, I told myself I'd give myself a break. Take at least a week or two off from the boys and reflect.

Mr greek called and texted a few times, asking if I wanted hang out, or grab dinner, etc etc. I held him off okay. I wasn't rude, but also managed decline his advances pretty well. Then after two days of silence, the fwb texted Friday morning tell his dick was sore and his balls emptied. He still had make his fiancé happy LOL That sparked off a series of texts that led meeting him for coffee shortly before lunch. I told myself he wasn't coming back to my place after, so that was my....weak attempt of self control. That was the intent, anyway. I had a free afternoon so I figured we hang out a bit. Turns out he was on his way back from office, and his fiancé was out, so one thing led to another, and I ended hopping into his still banged car, and us driving back his place. Soo....two days was my...self control had offer -_-

Anyhow. It was a bit weird and...awkward fucking over his place. I mean, I know I'm playing a part in his cheating, and judge you want. It is what it is. The crux of it was, it happened anyway. Then I also realised what it was about him. It's big guy sex. LOL

Now, I admit, I'm not exactly small. I'm 5"8, and I'm well aware how heavy my ass is. I've struggled with pull ups for years now (side note, I am getting closer though ). It's not every day I get fuck standing . Or carried, more like. Or the standing 69. Given, the husband is strong enough for standing sex, but he's also close my height and the standing 69 works best with a guy, in this case, the fwb, who stands a full head taller than I am. So there. I said it - I like big guy sex. LOL It's fun. Judge all you want, I don't care.

I also realised that there IS too hard. This is a mistake I'm doomed...just doomed to repeat. It started with him literally throwing me onto the bed. Then he asked if he could choke me. I wasn't feeling it so i told him to stop after a few seconds. He then asked if he could pull my hair. I told him only if he flip me around and fuck me from behind. Which he did. The hair pull in the doggy is just the best. LOL. I also wanted him to slap my ass, hard, and pull both my arms back, or hold my arms behind me, all the while I was screaming for him to fuck me harder.'m not demanding. LOL

This is why I always say, there isn't enough hands to go around. I needed at least 2-3 more pairs of hands. Anyway, I digress. Too hard, I was saying. He smiled into me really hard once and he let go of my hands and I kinda was thrown forward and ended knocking my head into one of the bedposts. There was a loud enough thud we both stopped. What I should have done was ice it immediately. But I kinda climbed on top of him and rode him. I didn't realise it at the time but he also bit me a bit too hard on my breast beside my nipple and now it's fucking bruised. Add that along with the bump on my head, the slap marks on my ass and bruises on my arms....yeah. Maaaaybe I need to take it down a notch or two.

Annnyways. I'm taking the weekend to rest . I DID want go the beach, or swim, but I think now might not be the best time. Trying keep this short. Thanks for reading! Now go get laid!!
Someone called me a dick hungry bitch. Well...she’s not entirely wrong.....
Posted:Aug 5, 2020 2:20 am
Last Updated:Aug 21, 2020 11:40 pm

don’t think I should be doing this. Definitely not during these times. But that urge though... definitely not thinking with my head.

This past weekend was a roller coaster. That kind of influenced, or rather set in motion what eventually happened, so let’s start there. I had to work through the weekend, rushing something out. Then had a video cal with the husband, who’s running down his quarantine in the UK before getting on with his work. We were both tired, and the call eventually lead to us trying a mutual masturbation....thing. Of course that didn’t turn out well and we ended up fighting. 🙄. For some reason, it doesn’t come as easy as when I do it with the bf. Sigh. Anyhow, so aside from starting and not ending happily, the fight ended up souring the entire fucking weekend. That was Saturday. It wasn’t until Monday that we got round to talking and setting it. Anyhow. I’m getting ahead of myself.

So sexually and emotionally frustrated me decided I’d do something for myself on Sunday, salvage whatever weekend I had left. I sent out a few texts to the fwb and naturally, didn’t get a reply until late that evening. In between, I had agreed to meet an ex gf at the gym that afternoon, and another friend of mine who’s been dropping me texts every now and then. This Greek guy who I’ve mentioned once or twice in my older blogs. Anyway, I figured a good workout would sort out

Met the ex gf at the gym and it was good, clean fun. She pushed me hard in the workout and it felt good. It went so well I automatically started remembering how strong her hands were, and how she fingerfuck me til I was dripping. (Hey, I was in that kinda mood...). Then she asked me what my plans were and I told her, and she then disapprovingly judged me (one of the issues we had at the time too). So that kinda fucked up the mood big time and I cut our post workout chit chat short and left. I was so pissed I agreed to meet me Greek for dinner. He offered to come over to cheer me up (of course he did 😝).

He caught me on the way back and we walked up to my place together. I was still stinky from the gym so the minute I got back, I wanted to shower straight. He insisted he open the bottle of wine he brought and I have a few sips to calm myself down. Doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what he was trying to do, so I told him he’s already here, I’ve already brought him up, we were gonna fuck regardless, he didn’t have to get me drunk. Lol.

I was Super self conscious about being all sweaty but he came over and started ripping my clothes off. When in Rome, I suppose. Or Greece, in this case. He went down on me and made me cum a few times before we made it to the bathroom where we fucked on the floor in the shower. Relatively fun, but terribly u comfortable. We ate, and I tried to get him up once more but that didn’t work so I kinda threw him out. Lol.

I started my week being only partially satiated and managed to get hold of the fwb. Now that could work, that’s some good dick.

Nothing happened on Monday, another long, unsatisfying day. Then early Tuesday morning, I get a call from the fwb, telling me he’s free in the whole day. So I told him to get his dick over at night cos I had to fairly busy day. I had to go into office that afternoon and in the late morning, just as I was prepping to leave, this fucker showed up at my place. I was already dressed, and packing to leave, and there was a knock on the door, and this big black dude just stands there. Like WTF right? I should have been pissed. And I WAS. But all I did was drag him in, pushed him backwards so he shut the door, pulled his pants down and got his dick in my mouth 😝. Why can I say...I really like his dick. Lol.

What I really wanted was a big load on my face, cos I’ve been craving that for awhile now, but I really didn’t have time to fix my make up again so when he told me he was gonna cum, I swallowed his dick and he blew his load down my throat while I squeezed his balls dry. I caught myself laughing as I licked my lips and literally pushed him back out the door while he was trying to pull his pants back up. Lol

I told him to be back here about 7pm so I can fuck him proper and ran off. I went through my day and left the office earlier and was back by 5.30pm. On my way back, I started texting him, telling him to meet me back there. Then there was no reply. I waited a total of 20mins before I texted my Greek. It wasn’t gonna be the same but fuck it. I wanted dick and was quite...adamant about it. 🤣.

My Greek came over about 7pm (credit to him for being quite the reliable one...). 5mins after Mr Greek arrives, the fwb texted to apologise, and said he was free now. I was like, fuck. So I told him to come over about 9pm, but call before he came and told him specifically NOT to come straight up again. My Greek tried to make up for his last....performance, and he was enthusiastic. So bonus points for that. The hair pulling was fun but I had to curb him on the slapping and biting. Can’t have marks now, can I. Wham, bam, thank you ma’am. The fwb called about 8.30pm and I told me Greek he had to leave cos I had a work teleconference call I had to take. He left about 8.45pm and the fwb came up about 9.30pm

I had wondered if they saw each other cos I knew the fwb was waiting in his scratched ip car close by, but after thinking about it, I really didn’t care. Lol

I had originally wanted more hair pull, ass slapping while he impales me with his bbc from behind (I even prepped lube for anal😘) buuuuuut seeing how I kinda already had that, I did most of the dicking on top. Every time he wanted to move up, I ordered him back down and rode that dick hard. Still no facial, and the whole thing didn’t happen exactly the way I had wanted, but I suppose that was satisfying all the same. I’m still thinking about it (his dick) though. Lol

I kicked him out shortly after midnight cos we both knew he couldn’t stay. Plus I needed the sleep. I’ll give it a few more days before I make the call again. Can’t seem too eager. If only I can get the bf over now. 😝
Life isn't fair :P
Posted:Jul 29, 2020 5:01 am
Last Updated:Aug 3, 2020 7:28 am

Well, it isn't. I'll be the first to admit it.

I finally met up with the fwb a few days ago and that was a calamity in itself. But I digress. He's not exactly the nicest. I guess that's why he's the fwb and not anything more. We dated for awhile a long time ago but that was it.

Anyhow, leading up to our meet he had cancelled on me and stood me up more than a few times. Granted, this fucker is cheating on his other half so he had his reasons. And to be fair, I try to meet him when I have time. When the husband or bf is here, I usually don't. Well, unless he can meet my schedule. But anyhow, its all about meeting schedules now anyway.

So I've been making time for this guy and he's been disappointing, to say the least. But all of that mattered little, even the mess up of our meet up (details in my last post) did little to dissuade me from meeting him in the future. For one reason...well, not entire true. He HAS his endearing features. BUT!! The main thing that makes him so forgivable to me? He has one hell of a dick. LOL

And that's the awful truth. Big, thick, rock solid when you want it to be, and boy he knows how to use it. Well, use it according to my liking anyway. . Hanging upside in a standing 69, I'm choking on him, and I only managed 3/4 of him down my throat. Even so, I let him push me into the wall and face fuck me. And! I haven't cum while being carried in a loooong time. And I came a few times that night just to make up for it. Ain't it the best when either in missionary, or when I'm riding him, he just picks me up and not skip a beat and drive his pole into me. LOL

So yeah, I had a good dicking lately. I know these aren't the best times for meet ups, but damn that dick is hard to say no to.
How to NOT have an affair -_-
Posted:Jul 29, 2020 4:46 am
Last Updated:Aug 3, 2020 7:27 am

I set out trying to post about something else but damn I need to get this down. Maybe I'll post twice (gasp!)

So it's had taken a few months to actively trying to meet up with the fwb and we finally did on Monday night. And of COURSE things had to fuck up. Now prior to this it had been all very frustrating, with the last minute cancellations and all. But Monday night, he decided he'd make it up by getting me dinner. We were supposed to meet for dinner. He even had reservations all set up in a discreet place that he picked out. It is a, it's a LOT tricky trying to meet in public. considering we're actually cheating. Well, I'm not. The husband is fully aware and rather supportive. But this fucker is. He's engaged and is...well, his fiancé is in the dark.

So...he picked out a place after searching and searching. Then, of course, I had to cancel cos I had to work late. I only finished about 10pm that night and he had the night off (I still have no idea how and I'd rather he not tell me ) so he actually went to pick up dinner, and was hanging around til I was done. I usually work from home but had to run int the office that day so I took the call in the office. I called him after I was done and he said he was on his way. I still don't know why he took half an hour considering he was hanging out around the area, BUT, I ask no questions cos I don't want to be lied to. Besides, I didn't really care . I went to the office bathroom, showered, and changed into a red, open cup crotchless lingerie. Ok, in my defence, I thought it was a little tacky, but a few weeks ago, we discussed it and he picked it out so... There you go.

Anyhow, I packed my work clothes in a bag, threw on a wrap around dress and met him in the carpark. He came by, we met, and it didn't take long before we were actually having a pretty good time. Dinner was decent, but we had a fair bit to drink (I think I'll post the details in another post). We then thought it'd be a good idea to drive to a park somewhere for some public fun. I actually suggested we head straight back to my place BUT, alcohol can be persuasive

We drove on for awhile (to one end of the island) and actually found somewhere quiet and secluded. My dress was already off by the time we got there. We parked, I left my dress and everything in the car, and he (fortunately) pulled his pants back up and we both stepped out of the car. We were just fooling around outside the car, and his pants had already fallen to his ankles when we decided we needed to move back into the car for what we wanted to do. We were both horny as hell by this point. And THEN the penny dropped. We couldn't get the car doors open. It was panic, followed by anger, followed by more panic. We both did.

We had left everything in the car and the doors were locked. And it wasn't even possible to use our phones to call for help. Did I mention we drove to a fucking corner of the island? . After the swearing had subsided (along with his dick. I actually saw it go from rock hard to flaccid in a record few seconds! LOL ), and a LOT of back and forth, we decided we HAD to break one of the windows. And I actually did not know how hard it was to actually break through a car window. It was insane! Did I also mention at this point, my tits and were still hanging out and my pussy was catching the night wind. -_-

After god knows how long, trying and failing to break into his own car, He suggested we walk out somewhere to try and borrow a phone. I wasn't gonna fucking stand around with my tits out so, naturally, I disagreed. I also had to fucking ask him a few times to give me his fucking shirt before he did . Thankfully he's a big guy and the shirt was enough to cover me. Good thing too. Cos in between him trying to break into his own car, and me helping by tossing what. I thought were rocks at the window, someone must have seen us and the police arrived.

They came by, asked a ton of questions, before thinking it was a better idea to call someone on the radio to come with tools to get into his car without breaking it. This was all after running our names through their system and deducing we were hopeless. And harmless. That resulted in a rather awkward 20mins of waiting before some guy showed up, popped open the car door and they all bid us farewell with more than a smirk. Did I also mention that the fob's shirt was white? Good gawd it could not have been more obvious.

Anyways. It was past midnight before I got home. I did get good dick when I got back cos he actually came over. I had a massage to boot He got more than a few loads sucked outta him and blew a few more for good measure. He DID go back with a pretty banged up car though. LOL

I'm mildly curious to find out the details of what happened when he drove back home but I'm also not really too interested. LOL. I texted him earlier today to see if he was ok, and all he replied was "yup".. Good enough for me
Another rant. Haven't done these in awhile :P
Posted:Jul 25, 2020 2:10 am
Last Updated:Jul 28, 2020 6:07 pm

The husband is off. He's traveling again (I question the necessity of it, really) but it was an urgent matter and so he's off. The downside of that is, he's probably gonna be gone for over a month, taking into consideration the 2-week self quarantine on both sides. The bright side is, though, we're making concrete plans to head back to Bali. We were talking about IF we're quarantining ourselves, might as well do it back home. But this is also dependant on so many things. Ah well. Back to the blog

Did you know you can't wear a swimsuit in a park in Singapore? Right before the husband left, we went to a park here one afternoon. It was a weekday too, so not many people around. We got to a quiet spot, laid out our beach towels and laid under the sun. I wore a bikini under my shorts and tank top, and took them off while we were lazing in the sun. It didn't take long before one of the park people (I don't know what you call them. Park rangers? Seems a lil silly to call them that. But anyhoo) came by and told us, well, me that I can't do that. As in be in my swimwear in a park. And for the record, we even had our masks on when they came towards us. But anyway. So yeah, I don't know for a fact if that's an actual law, but I'm also not surprised if it was. I just thought it was a strange one. We packed and left shortly after, but I had put my clothes back . It was silly. It wasn't even a thong bikini or a sheer one. But WTF. Didn't want get into it with them.

There were a few more things I wanted to bitch about, but let's keep it light for the weekend eh?
Swinging bay-bee, yeaaaah
Posted:Jul 16, 2020 9:01 pm
Last Updated:Jul 24, 2020 6:31 am

Was chatting the bf the phone last night and he was telling about trying introduce the girl he's currently seeing us, as in the husband and I. Granted, he's stuck in HK and has been trying get out here for awhile now but it doesn't seem likely that's gonna happen soon so, fair him. I think the fact that he's actually able see someone during these times is quite remarkable. But anyhow.

The conversation went down whether it was easier introduce a kink into the relationship with someone new, when you're still figuring out each other's likes/dislikes/kinks and what other stuff, or, with a long time partner when (you'd assume) communicate between both parties is on another level. There are pros and cons to both. I actually can't decide which is easier as yet, so I'd figure I'd share how the husband and I started. This is not gonna be revolutionary or even mildly interesting but, hey, it's my blog so... LOL

When the husband and I started dating, we were working in the same office and he was already married at the time. I was the office fling that kinda took on a life on its own. LOL. Also, I wasn't seeing anyone else at the time but I was already in the lifestyle (if that's the correct term) then. At the time, I had a group of friends that I played with regularly. We'd meet a few times a year, usually overseas, where we'd spend a few days just having fun. When the husband and I started getting a little more serious, I told him I wasn't planning on stopping my meet up with said group of friends. He couldn't wrap his head around it (and it eventually took him a loooooong time to accept it) at the time but seeing as he was still married, he kind of had to let that one go. By the time he left that lady (it was his second marriage), it had been a few good years and he kinda gave in. I had not met those same friends for awhile but I did continue to have a few relationships outside of the one we had.

After we got married, I did not have any concrete relationships outside of ours but was still popping off to meet up some fwbs here and there, but the frequency wasn't high. I also tried to introduce the husband to some parties that some friends of mine threw and it took him awhile but he warmed up to it. It was one of these parties that I got to know the current bf. He (the bf) was seeing a friend of mine and she was telling me about she knew him at an after party in one of those fashion parties that they do. The bf was a full time model at the time, and has a thing for older ladies . It wasn't how athletic or energetic he was from he stories she told me (although I got to find out first hand eventually) that piqued my interest, it was how easy it was to talk to him and how well he actually could hold himself in a conversation..Anyways, he got my in touch with me after they split and that was the beginning. I didn't think it would last as long as it has, but I'm definitely not complaining.

The husband was travelling a lot for work so the whole bf thing worked its way in quite easily. The fact that it took a long while to happen, and that two boys get along really well made the entire thing smoother than most relationships.

So a few things happened after the husband and I got married. Slightly less than a year in, he was seeing his ex wife on the side. I initially thought it was hilarious. The...oddest of odd circle of life shit to happen, right? LOL. Their marriage had gone sexless for years before they split. There were clearly other issues but the final straw was his infidelity in their marriage. After they had split and we got married, they had met up to sort out some issues and one thing led to another, and they rediscovered some form of lust for each other. When I found out, I didn't know if I should have laughed my ass off for the irony, or be pissed that he actually thought he couldn't tell me about it, or feel all warm and fuzzy inside cos, it really is a beautiful story. LOL. Rediscovered joys, emotions (even lust) is a beautiful thing. But anyhow.

We figured out I wasn't really pissed and I actually understood how he felt, and they hooked up a few more times before it got all weird between them and that was it. She's a nice enough person, and I actually feel most threatened by her than literally, all of the husband's partners since. (And THAT, is the difficult truth for me to admit. So whoa....big thing here ) But anyhow.

In the time that has passed, I actually encouraged the husband to find himself a gf. It started mostly out of selfish pursuits - clearly it allowed me to continue doing my thing. I made it quite clear from the get go I wasn't willing to sacrifice some relationships that I had. But secondly, I thought it'd help us connect better (in an odd way) when we came back together after spending time away from each other. Know what I mean?

Fortunately, it did. He's since had a few failed relationships outside of ours, but last year he started seeing this girl from work. I honestly don't get him and dating people in his office. LOL. Well, I shouldn't complain. So yeah, that's where we are now. I've met his gf before and she was initially suuuuper awkward with me but has since came around. We've yet to be intimate with each other but I do find her quite cute

So yeah, there wasn't a big point to this post - more like a confession-ish one. Now that THAT is off my chest, back to work -_-

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