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Establishing the appeal
Posted:Nov 30, 2021 10:37 pm
Last Updated:Dec 2, 2021 12:59 am
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Alright. So this past weekend was a big fail. I've been trying to not spend as much time with Rene, all things considering. But uh...ok, I spent the weekend over at his place. Yes yes....I am aware that's the exact opposite of what I had planned but...I was craving dick. His dick so...whaddayoudo, right?

We even spent Sunday morning at the beach with his . It was a nice family time. His family, but it was nice being...included. I also need to remind him he owes me one trip to the beach, just the two of us, at a time where there'd be less people, preferably. That body of his needs to be accompanied by me in a really tiny bikini before he rips it all off. Oh, sorry. I'm getting distracted . I was saying, I spent the night over on Saturday, and Sunday I even went with him to pick his up. Of course I wanted in the car. God forbid his ex wife sees him with someone else (his main concern). My main concern was being seen at all! But anyhow.

I went back home to change and pack a few things in the afternoon while he sent his back and we met up again in the evening at his place. And yeah, I spent the night again. But back to this - before delving deeper into my motivation/desire into doing this, lets first deal with the sex.

Across the few days we've been spending time together, the sex is fan-fucking-tastic. What can I say, I like that big, fat dick. I like riding it. I like that it's the only thing holding me up when we fuck standing up. I even like it jammed down my throat. In fact, I like the standing missionary (with him carrying me and slamming into me at the same time. Bonus if we're moving around) so much he's called me his koala bear. Fuck. I gotta admit. It's a funny nickname. But it's not good he's given me a lil nickname. That talk will happen soon now. Must. But that's another post.

I was gonna write about the attraction - my attraction to him.
Physically, that's a big one. He IS an attractive person. I think I've mentioned that once or twice (or two billion times. LOL )
Then there's the fact that he's married. That kinda hooked me in. I actually only agreed to go out with him after finding out he's married with . Separated, but technically still married. Then the whole /family time thing.

I think this whole thing is a big role-play, and I'm quite ashamed to admit that I like it. Gives me a chance to be someone else. The sex is good. I find that I have to....guide and prompt him a fair bit but when it gets going, sex is a knock out. Also, the fact that he has to be discreet about it kinda appealed to me in the beginning. He's not trying to be discreet anymore so that's why I'm probably having that talk with him in a few days.

While we're on the subject, I'm also aware that I've been leaning towards....rougher sex of late. It's been a habit this past year. I've never been against it, but never really sought it out. But this year, I think with the husband and boyfriend staying together, and me having them around, really allowed me to explore it. I won't get into it with just anyone. But some people just....bring it out . Really had the chance to fulfil that desire with the husband and boyfriend right before they both left. We'll see if that picks up when I see them both again.

This whole feet thing with Rene is taking off too. I was straddling him and riding him Sunday night, and I leaned back to shift my legs forward and stuck my feet in his face. He gladly sucked on my toes and it was....fun. I think I liked it more that i was completely on top of him, as in my entire weight on him and was still able to grind away without him feeling my weight. He was super turned on by that so, that was good.

So yeah, that talk is happening. I gotta do that. He's already including me in his Christmas plans with his friends and and all. We'll see if thats still happening. But yeah, thanks for reading
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Leggings, feet, and an update
Posted:Nov 28, 2021 8:11 pm
Last Updated:Nov 30, 2021 7:53 pm
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Leggings are comfy. I don't care if some people think they're inappropriate, I don't care if they ride up, I don't care you can see the bruise on my upper thigh. They are comfy, as, . lol. At least the one I'm in now. I've been thinking about getting rid of them for awhile now but apparently people actually go out and see through leggings. Why the would anyone do that? Wear them enough and they'll get thinner anyway. But I digress. Regardless, they are fucking comfy.

I was supposed meet someone early this morning for a quick work discussion but they cancelled, AFTER I was already where we were supposed meet. So I made my way the gym, got a workout in (although I did the barest of minimum ) and am now in a cafe trying work. I'm quite proud of how productive I'm being. LOL It's a beautiful sunny morning and I can feel the pump in my legs. LOL

Aaaanyway. Here's an update - the boyfriend has left. Went back home and he should be back in mid January, and we should be able catch each other before the husband and I leave. But as with everything in these times, it's never certain. So, the plan was, take some time for myself, you know, just appreciate the space I all myself again. Well, that WAS the plan. Lasted for a good..day and a half. The bf left on a Thursday evening. Friday was work and I kinda cleared Saturday up do all my chores at home. .30am, Saturday morning, I got the laundry running and I'm cleaning the house, and I get a from Rene, asking what. I was up . I told him as much, and he immediately video me. I might mentioned him once or twice that I do my cleaning nude so....I guess I should be glad he remembers

I take the , we chat for a bit and he insists he come over "help". Of course I disagreed. I'm not having him over. That's my space with the husband. And the bf. So I agreed meet him after. Said he'd prep dinner for me. Aaaaand that wa . I've been spending all my time with Rene -_-

I know I said before that I was really gonna try NOT do that, considering all things, but...uh...hey, I DID try. Unseccessful, but still. I WAS successful in finding out some of his kinks though. He's a feet guy. Big, giant of a man like he, super cop (my nickname for him, actually) and all, really likes my feet. LOL. Does absolutely nothing for me. Even ticklish and distracting as hell when he insists on licking the soles of my feet and sucking on my toes when he's fucking me, but hey, gets him off BIG time. And finding these things out can be a strange affair. That Saturday when we met up, was big . I fucking love when we standing up with him carrying me. I even made him carry me every corner of his house, fucking me along the way. He did refuse do in his room but hey, that's kinda acceptable. LOL We did do the living room windows (in the dark, I should add) and dining table, so that was . . Totally my thing. Anyhoo.

That Sunday, met up with some of his friends after they went to floor ball. Kinda like hockey but in an indoor soccer courts...? I didn't join them, I just met them . I thought was a prissy, weird game. LOL. But hey, I wasn't for that sport. They were telling me about how earlier, how Rene was trying stop one of his opponent from getting past him by grabbing his neck and choking him, and they were all joking about how he was so fired up he better not choke me in my sleep that night.

First of all, how presumptuous of them to presume we were already going to be spending the night together. Uh...well, we did end up spending the night together but....that's not the point. LOL Second, I thought about that for a few minutes, then leaned in and whispered to Rene that he COULD choke me that night if he wanted to, but that's none of their business. That got a really good reaction from him and he put his hands on my thigh under the table, and slid between them, and up my crotch. That kinda led me spending the night at his place but I digress.

But that was the night where the floodgates opened slightly, and I got him pull my hair a harder than before and... was some good choking. I'll give him that. But he needs still work on the ass slap. was a lot of good lifting and throwing me on the bed. Flipping me over, that kinda stuff. He's a strong guy. But yeah, that was when all the feet thing emerged. He actually asked if I if he could lick my feet, and then ran with that. So yeah, good know . Always nice know what ticks the boxes. I'll just save all the nice underwear and dresses for the husband and nf when they get back, and whip out all my stilettos and pumps. LOL

So yeah, that's what I've been up to. That and planning how to tell Rene I'm gonna be bugging off in about 2 months....
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Gym time / cameltoe time. Ah well 😋
Posted:Nov 25, 2021 7:26 pm
Last Updated:Nov 28, 2021 6:21 pm
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Hello blog, 's been awhile. All that flurry the last few weeks and then silence. Ah well...such is life

I was out with Rene late Monday evening (more on him the next time. I can't be blabbering on about him in all my blogs...can I?) and I bumped into an old friend of mine. We were close for a short while a few years ago. I mean, close enough to travel together at the time. She knows my husband and she's also very aware about our open relationship. She and I used to go clubbing together with the single aim of getting laid. She used to say we'd go hunting. It's such an embarrassing term but, ah well. Those were...embarrassing times . Anyhow.

I bumped into her, her fairly new husband and her new while we were at dinner late Monday night. I sincerely thought it was nice meeting her at first. Then she got judge-y on me. First, she commented on the attire. We had just come from our workout so I was in white workout shorts and a backless exercise top. (Okay, okay. I'll give her that. That was a bit over the top but still). Passing comments like "wow, you're still in pretty good shape and not hiding it", and "Really not bothering to hide much huh.." Granted, she was quite tactful in asking if the husband was still in the picture, and I told her of course. Then she made remarks like "oh wow! You're still actively doing this? Wow..." -_-

What. A. Bitch.

To think back, she used to be a ho. LOL. No, but seriously. She has DD cup tits and by gawd she used them all the time. All. The. Time. Every single time she sees someone she fancied, those tits came out -_- And now all of a sudden, she's married with and now she's all wholesome? Come on.... we exchanged pleasantries for a good 5 minutes tops, but any longer and I'd asked her husband if he knew what a ho she was. LOL. I know, I know. I am being extremely petty and I’m letting her get me. But I can’t stand that holier than thought attitude. Bitch. 😂

That was a gripe. Moving on now

I joined a CrossFit gym for a month. try out, for one. Also I can’t go the gym the boyfriend works in with Rene. 😝. Separate worlds. Right? I still use the gym in Rene’s apartment lift weights but I don’t really stick lifting weights. So anyhow. I joined a CrossFit gym with Rene. 🤪 We’ve been together a few times already and as with the training, ’s a lot of running, jumping that go together with lifting. Every time I move from one thing to the next, my bottoms ride up. Doesn’t matter if they’re long tights or shorts (I’m mostly in shorts. It’s AF), I can’t help . They ride up. The last few times we were sitting down after our workout and just chatting with the other people in class. And I gotta be honest, we were all checking each other out. It comes with the territory. The guys are mostly topless and in shorts. They’re mostly in pretty good shape. The ladies are in shorts and bra tops, one or two will a tank top over. So yeah, we do each other out. We try be discreet. Well, we all try.

Then ’s this older guy. Phenomenal shape for someone pushing 50. ’s probably age, which I can relate, as I’ll explain later, but he is not too discreet. Every time I over he’s staring either at my tits or at my crotch. Lol. It got a point where Rene asked if I noticed and if I was offended, and even offered say something on my behalf. Now, I thought that was sweet of him, but I also realised, in all honesty, I could care less. Lol.

Ask me a few years ago, I probably wouldn’t minded either, but would liked the attention (yes yes… I can be that much of an attention sometimes). These days, ’s more like I really cannot be bothered. I guess I’ve got that stage in life where I care even less than I did before. Heh. No wonder I feel liberated this past few years. Still, doesn’t stop me from getting all worked up from hypocritical judge-y bitches though. Lol.
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I sucked a fair bit this past week ;)
Posted:Nov 13, 2021 1:04 am
Last Updated:Nov 17, 2021 12:35 am
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So everyone's traveling. Well, almost. The husband is already off and will only be back after the New Year and the bf is leaving for home middle of next week. That leaves me pretty much on my own devices this year end and uh...under any other normal circumstances, I wouldn't trust myself alone. But the festive period? Shit. LOL

Needlesstosay, I've been spending almost all my time with the bf the last few weeks. I can't believe we've spent the entire year together. A whole fucking year. Actually, a whole year fucking, more accurately. LOL. But the fights have been real too. And frequent. With all three of us under one roof, it's been real. But I'm still glad it happened. Like I said before, it shows that it's possible. And he'll be back. Maybe once we settle back in Bali he'll be over too. That'll be waaaay more fun

Anyhow. I had a with the husband at 5am this morning (he's in Europe). You know how it is, we're making time to catch up with each other We ended up masturbating to each other over our video and by the time we hung up, it was barely 6 am. Sooo. I kinda surprised the bf by waking him up with a bj. It took him awhile before he stirred and realised what was going on. I gotta say, dicks, when flacid, is kinda cute, no matter the size. LOL

They just flop and floop everywhere, and kinda squishy in the mouth. LOL. But that young dick though. I'm surprised, at how surprised I still get, on how responsive young dick is. He was hard even before he woke up. LOL. He jolted up with his dick already hard, in my mouth. He wanted me to climb up and ride him but I got him to blow his load before we got there. . Breakfast of champions! Hahahaaa.

I jumped into the shower and before I even got to soaping myself, he came up from behind me, pressed his rock hard dick into me, and was playing with my tits. DIdn't take long before he slid into me from behind. Must have been the wake up I gave him, cos boy was he enthusiastic. . Nothing like hair pulling, ass slapping sex, bent over the sink sex under running water to make a girl cum hard.
He came immediately after I did, we showered and got out. I was brewing coffee in the kitchen when he came up again and started rubbing himself on me. LOL He bit into my neck and started removing my clothes. I'm like, fuck. Here we go! I tried dragging him to the couch but we didn't make it far from the kitchen, and ended up fucking on the dining table. I'm telling ya, that young dick energy is...something else . His timing is...slightly off though. Like I had to grab his ass with my hand and try and get a good rhythm going. I ended up riding him on one of the dining chairs, but it was all good. Today started about as good as it could. . SO yeah. Young dick. Amazingly fun

Also, seems like I can't blog without mentioning Rene again. So uh...here goes. I haven't met up with him for about 2 weeks cos I've been prioritising the bf and all. Middle of this week, the bf was working one evening and Rene had asked if I wanted to join him for dinner. I told him I couldn't cos I had plans with the bf after he was done with work. So backhand forth, I decided I'd accompany him on a work run. He (this is Rene) had to go inspect some cargo in some industrial area, and was swinging by my office on the way. I figured, why the heck not. It was about 4pm when he swung by in a cab to pick me up and we ended up in some industrial area.

There wasn't anyone there and he seemed like he knew what he was doing cos he unlocked the main gate, and even unlocked the office. I waited about half an hour in the office while he did his thing and, something about being alone in an industrial complex, with no one around, got me really horny. LOL. It's all the damn porn I've been watching with the bf, I tell ya.

I snooped around and made sure there were no cameras. I dug around my purse and found wet wipes, and a box of rubber. So check, check, and check. And I waited. I rubbed myself a little while I waited, I'll admit that. . Rene came back in before I could formulate a plan to get him going. He apologised and said he had some report to file before we could leave. He picked a desk, sat himself down and was working on his laptop. I gave him few minutes before going over and sat on hip lap, pretending to be interested in his work. And I gotta say, bless this guy, cos he was actually trying to explain what he was doing and that he needed to finish his work. I couldn't be bothered to listen so I leaned in to kiss him while shifting myself so I was straddling one of his leg. I was grinding myself on his thigh while rubbing his crotch. He stood up and lifted me up at the same time (did I mention he's a big guy? lol) but I told him to put me back down.

I took his jacket and threw it on the ground in front of me (hey, the place was dusty as fuck ). I undid his pants and pulled it down to his ankles, then his underwear too. It was only then that I realised that his dick veered right. That's his right. It was big, and thick, but funny how I never noticed that before. LOL
I wiped his dick down, sat him back down, told him to finish his report while I sucked him off. I also didn't realise how much I liked thick, muscular thighs. Physicaly, this guys ticks all of my boxes. Like really

I was trying to get him down my throat and was trying not to slobber all over his balls so I deliberately, and rather exaggeratedly slurped loudly while I was sucking the head of his dick when, rather surprisingly, he blew his load. I wasn't expecting it so the shock of the first blast, which hit the inside/top of my mouth. Ok, hindsight, bad idea. But I immediately leaned back and he splurged on my hair, and shirt. LOL It caught both of us by surprise and for some reason, I found it super funny, at the time. I couldn't stop laughing. I kept stroking his dick after but he got super self conscious and kinda pulled his pants back up. We laughed about it a little more and he's promised to back a good head job

But yeah, I was kinda hoping I'd ride that dick this week but we kinda left after he was done. He did ask if I was interested to go back to his place but I really didn't want to miss my time with the bf so I declined. I'm sure I'll see him a bit more often after the bf leaves. Which, in the grand scheme of things, I don't know if its a good idea but that's still brewing so. Bridge, cross when I get there.
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This hole I'm digging...looks strangely more like a trench now...
Posted:Nov 4, 2021 2:47 am
Last Updated:Nov 17, 2021 12:37 am
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This is attempt number….3 with Rene, I think. As in, go out with the sole attempt at full disclosure. What? Of course I haven’t told him. Not yet. Uh…I mean, I can’t….ah shit. Lemme explain myself. 

It’s been about a week since our last encounter (and what a satisfying encounter THAT was… . Sorry. Getting distracted) and I haven’t spoken to him since. Our text conversations have also been brief and it’s mostly from my end. I’ve been slightly busy. Anyway. Sometime late last week he asked if I had a full afternoon to spare, and was quite insistent that we meet. I thought that was as good a time as any, so i met him. He told me to meet him at a pier. I thought we were just gonna meet for a drink and talk by the park. Perfect location, I thought. Public, but not too crowded so we had a bit of privacy. I even dressed conservatively enough. Well, shorts, tshirt and a jacket in case I got cold. 

So I met him, we embraced (and he smelled fantastic, FYI  . Cleanly shaved and all that. He made a real effort). But I had a plan in mind so I told him off the bat that I had something I really had to tell him. He didn’t seem too disturbed by it (which caught me a little off guard) and just told me to hold, we can speak a lot more when we got to where he wanted to bring me to. I was sticking to my guns. I had a plan so I thought ok, regardless, I’ll drop the truth. We walked for about 10mins, making small talk along the way, embracing a little here and there, until he walked me to a sailboat. He led me up onto it, and we sailed off. He had rented the boat (with its own uh…driver…? Captain..?) for a few hours. I was thrown completely off, but was still determined that we had our talk.I suggested we move to the back of the boat, away from the guy who was steering it, where we could have a bit more privacy. And then it happened. Everything I had planned for (ok, I’ll admit - I didn’t do much planning. But I did have a speech lined up though) went to shit. Talking points, key things I wanted to cover, all flushed away. 

He disappeared for a few seconds and re-emerged with a basket of some outstanding sandwiches (which he made) and fruits, and two bottles of very nice wine. Then, he whipped out a guitar and played. I mean, seriously now. How is this not swoon-worthy. Lol. As cliched as that was, I got swept up in it. Im actually really embarrassed by how quickly and efficiently I got my feet swept out from under me. Hook, line and sinker. We ended up talking about everything else except what I had planned on. Surprisingly we didn’t end up back at his place. After a 2-hour boat ride and a bottle of wine, and getting me all wet (and we didn't even get into the water), we parted ways and I went home and took out my frustrations on the all-too-happy-to-complain boyfriend. 

Fast forward to the weekend and he asked me out to a Halloween party. It was a late invite, and more importantly, wasn’t a costumed party, plus I was still riding the high of that boat date, so I went. (that's my justification for going .) It was at one of his friend’s place, but specifically on the rooftop terrace of his apartment building. They were all people working in some capacity for different embassies, so I'm really really glad I didn't recognise anyone.

The building management shuts the lights on the terrace after 10pm (to discourage people gathering, in light of...everything that's going on) but there is ambient light coming from a few wall lights, plus the lights from the nearby buildings so it wasn't even close to pitch black. We had to keep the noise down but there were only...14, 15 people there so that wasn't too hard. We didn't go crazy on the drinks, but we still had quite a lot. By the time the lights went off I was feeling the buzz. We were on the 35th floor so the view was quite beautiful. I slumped into one of the benches and had my head on Rene's lap, lying down, facing up with my feet on the bench. I was also in a strapless mini club dress so it rode up as i laid down. I made a half hearted attempt to pull it back down but Rene already had his hand there and was caressing the inside of my left thigh, and was parting my legs. 

I looked down at his hands, and a few people from the party a distance away, and they were just watching. As if i wasn't already excited enough. LOL. I lifted my hips to let my dress ride up full past my waist, and parted my legs to allow Rene access  I reached over my head, which was still on his thigh, and rubbed his already hard dick through his pants. He reached his other hand over and slid it down the top of my dress and was squeezing my breasts while rubbing my pussy with his other hand. By this time the top of my dress had already slid down to my midsection and i was lying there with my tits out. LOL. He wasn't doing much to me with his rubbing but the whole exhibitionst thing really got me going. He then got up, and leaned down to kiss me when i grabbed him by his ear to pull him close, and told him to go down on me. Right there.

He didn't stand up fully, but more like crouched down towards  my legs. He pulled my panties off and buried his head between my thighs. When i felt his tongue hit me, i sat up on my elbows, and looked around and saw the same group still watching us, but there're also a few more silhouettes around now. I didn't bother pulling my dress back up to cover myself, and instead put one of my hands over his head while he tongue fucks me. He replaced his tongue with two of his fingers and slid them inside me while he moved his head up to by tits and was sucking on my nipples. I was soo fucking turned on I don't think i would have stopped him if he whipped out his dick and fucked me on the stop. But he stopped after awhile when the people watching were all quite close to us. LOL. They moved in for a better look i guess...?

I pulled my dress up, and then down to cover up before walking by everyone. I couldn't see any of their face cos it was dark, and i was a little tipsy, but we grabbed our belongings, finished a few more drinks before we went back to his place to finish what we started. I know I've said this a million times before, but fuuuck me, big guy sex is soooo fucking awesome! LOL
I was bucking and bouncing. on his dick so hard when he was standing up, in the middle of his living room, my around around his shoulders, and his arms under my thighs. I think I might have even made a puddle on the floor. LOL

I got up the next afternoon, in his bed. He didn't make us lunch . I mean, there's only so much black, French superman can do. LOL. We did spend the whole day just lazing around naked in his home. In between gobbling up his dick and emptying out his balls, I did also check out his place. His place is exactly what he is - it looks like there's someone else living there with him, but there isn't, so its his stuff, and his ' stuff, limited to mostly in their room. In hindsight, that also would have been a good time to speak, or tell him the truth. We DID speak, about a lot of things, strange how the conversation just doesn't steer itself that way. Ah hell. I'm back to square one. Uh....actually, I'm back to square minus 10 or something.
Well shit.
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Being a Third Wheel, and Cumming Clean
Posted:Oct 30, 2021 3:14 am
Last Updated:Nov 12, 2021 11:20 pm
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Fuck. My brain is on fire. My thoughts are flying over so bear with if youre reading this eh?

First up, there's sothing going on at work. A few people are making a power and as much as i don't want get involved, I kinda am caught up in it. I had et the head of HR (who also is more like a friend than colleague) earlier day. Who the fuck sets up work etings on a fucking saturday? But! It is what it is - she ced, we spoke, she asked, and i agreed. The eting was part social, but mostly work related. It started in a cafe, but after an hour or so, we couldn't stay there anymore so we ended up walking and talking. "Walking and talking" turned out be a 3-hour walk. Don't get wrong, we covered a great deal, but fuuuuck . THAT was a long walk. The fact that i only agreed et her was mainly cos it was an urgent matter, but also cos we're friends. And thus the current situation - the lines between work and non-working life is even more blurred now than before. Fuck. On one hand i like how it's, in a way, easier get things done. In one afternoon, albeit a fucking saturday, I think i managed clear up months of items that have been sted. But on the other hand, it's.....fucking Saturday

ANyways. That's that. On sothing more site-related.

Before the husband left on his trip, the three of us (husband, boyfriend and went over one of his friend's (Jeff) place for a pool party. Til this day i don't know who's house that is cos i know for a fact it wasn't his (I know Jeff and his partner M. We did a full swap once and I didn't rey enjoy myself ) but that curiosity was pushed back when we got comfortable (after drinks were served) and people started losing clothes by the pool. I gotta admit, i rey, rey DID miss being out in the sun nude and that felt good. Anyhow. That was an enjoyable day and we didn't do much "mingling". I did jerk my two boys off at the sa ti by the side of the pool in front of the others, but there was another coupls having in the other side of the pool so, no one seed mind. . That was a few weeks ago.

This week I got a text from M, asking if i would be their third wheel. I kinda liked how straightforward their ssages were. LOL. I spoke with the husband and the boyfriend, and we were agreeable (mostly) so i t them on Wednesday for coffee at their place.  I kinda knew exactly what i was getting in, considering this wasn't going be my first ti. The thing with being a third wheel is, it's kinda not about you. LOL. I kinda knew and accepted that fact when we spoke, so i just listened as they were explaining what they were trying do for their own relationship, and so forth. The hardest thing was trying figure out our hedules so we kinda t the following day. LOL  I went over their place for dinner on thursday. They were very eager, but kinda awkward. Clearly Jeff was more enthusiastic, so after a few drinks, i started on M. I leaned in her at the dinner table and we were getting quite comfortable with each other. I asked that Jeff give us so ti while M and I went the bedroom. We left the bedroom door open for him watch, and clearly this whole thing was more for him. She was trying , but also a lil awkward, and we didn't keep jeff waiting long. He did a fairly decent job of fingering us at the sa ti while we gave him a double blowjob, and he blew his load when i ed with his bs while she was riding him. I realised that I actuy like sicking on bs while she was riding him. Maybe I'll ask if she'll do and the husband when he gets back

I stayed for awhile after, til she got him hard again so he and i could have a go. She held my legs up while he was holding my hands and slamming in . That was about as fun as it got. We spun around and I was riding him for awhile before i pulled her over (I thought she looked a lil left out) take my place. I moved over, made sure i pull the rubber from his dick and sat on his face, and ed with her nipples while she rode him. He ca shortly after and we sat around talking for awhile before i left. I thought i ed my role pretty well

I should have gone ho, but rather ambitiously, i ok a c from Rene while waiting for my cab and got convinced go over his place, so i went over et my own French policeman . In honesty, in my post-threeso mood, i was feeling a bit lancholic and was set in going over and telling him everything. I figured it was ti. Of course, I showed up in a body hugging, dark brown dress with no bra on and my thong in my purse, it kinda set a different ne.

Here was my logic - i show up looking how i was looking, he asks if i went out on a date, I say yes, and if need be, i tell him exactly where i was and what i was doing. We fight cos he gets jealous, cos he thinks we're being serious and sowhat exclusive, then I drop the whole truth bomb on him, we fight a bit more and I leave. THAT was the plan, or how it was supposed out in my head. Yeeah...

Reality - I show up at his door, he opens it, wearing nothing but his shorts. His eyes go wide when he saw , and tells i look like a goddess. He grabs by the waist with one arm, lifts up and we kiss. Now, in my defence, post-threeso--which-although-enjoyable-but-i-didn't-even-cum mood, i ended up spending the night.  He was a bit taken aback by how unusuy aggressive i was, and he even complained about it in the morning. I bit and ratched him, but rode him like the stion he was. LOL I even woke him up twice in the middle of the night fuck . I ca enough satisfy the earlier evening's lack of climaxing.

SO yeah. trying go full dilosure didn't rey go according plan. But the was good though...
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Back to Rene (figurative and literally)
Posted:Oct 27, 2021 2:17 am
Last Updated:Nov 12, 2021 11:21 pm
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Aaaaand here I am again. I haven’t posted anything about Rene cos I actually haven’t spent any time with him in the last two and a half weeks. I really couldn’t spare the time cos the husband left for a long work trip last week and I’ve been spending all my time with him before he left. I did try to meet Rene once but had to blow him off at the last minute cos, well, I really couldn’t leave home. Okok, the truth was I was happily sandwiched between the husband and the boyfriend that particular evening and I really didn’t want to get out of bed. 😝. He was pissed at the time, and to make matters worse, I only called him back two days later. I contemplated just dropping the truth on him, but he asked if it was family matters, and I guess I didn’t really had the capacity at the time to deal with it, so I just replied yes, and kinda left it at that. 😋. He didn’t pursue it too, so…🤷🏻‍♀️

So yeah, past 2 weeks, no Rene. And if I was honest, I really didn’t miss him either 😣. It’s a lil mean, but…hey, it’s the truth. The past weekend he texted me asking me again if I was up for taking the weekend to catch up. He had won a weekend stay in a pretty nice hotel here in a company lucky draw/giveaway thing and asked if I’d join him. I really wasn’t planning to meet up with him again cos the husband just left on a Thursday night, and I wanted to take some time for myself as well as spend a lil alone time with the boyfriend. That was the plan anyway. Friday came and went, it was dreary, long and tiring and the boyfriend and I spent the evening at home. We tried watching a movie, which switched very quickly to porn, then ended up making some porn ourselves. Lol. No recordings though, FYI 😣

Saturday, the boyfriend left for work, I went for my waxing appointment (finally!). It’s been a few months since my last appointment so, it’s a full bush. Or it was. 🙄. Buuut the husband and boyfriend both seem to like it and whatever gets their faces down there enthusiastically, right? Lol. Anyhow, I got back home in the late morning and right on cue, Rene video called me. He was still trying to convince me to go over by showing me the pool amd view of the hotel. It WAS nice. Aaaand of course he was topless, so that, the pool…it wasn’t a fair fight. I caved and told him I’d be there mid afternoon. 🤪

I was careful to check if his would be there this time. He told me his were there on Friday and had the weekend with their mother, so ok, no . I packed 2 micro bikinis and a sheer one piece, figured I’d cover two days of pool time with 3 sets. He suggested I pack a set of workout gear cos there was a nice park by the hotel and we could go for a hike. Of course I didn’t. Lol. I wore loose blue dress over my bikini there and brought a pair of denim shorts and tank top. That was it. I had no plans to leave the room 😉

The hardest bit was telling the boyfriend I wasn’t gonna be home when he got back but I dealt with that. I got to the hotel and was by the pool in slightly over an hour since we hung up. I was all set to head up to the room first but he was still by the pool so he came to pick me up at the lobby and we went straight to the pool. No biggie. I figured I’d just take my dress off.

Theeeen when I got there, his friends were also there.There was a couple and two other guys. They were all his friends from work. That, I did not expect. Neither did he mention anything about it, but to be fair, I wasn’t even supposed to be there so I can’t complain. 😑. I was super self conscious about taking the dress off so I kinda sat by the pool for about an hour before I was relaxed enough to take the dress off and hop into the water. Of course his friends were trying not to be obvious about it but we’re making a bit of a deal about my micro bikini. I only found out later at night that they actually had plans to hang out in the room but kinda scrapped their plans when I showed up in that swimsuit 😣. On one hand, I kinda appreciate the privacy, but on the other, it was kinda rude that they (the guys) were discussing in French what they thought Rene was gonna do to me once we got back to the room. Buuuut, I guess boys will be boys 😑

They were waaaay off too. It was the exact opposite. Lol. I don’t know how many times I screamed at him (and it WAS nice to be able to scream for a change. The beauty of hotel rooms 😉) to fuck me over that weekend. We only made it back out to the pool the following morning, but stayed in the rest of the weekend til we checked out late on Sunday. This was also the first time Rene saw me without hair in the nether region too. He liked it, but I never found out if he preferred one over the other. Not that I gave him much of a choice. He usually complies when I push him head down 🤪 I had to be a bit extra persuasive in the morning by the pool when he suggested we should check out the park close to the hotel for a hike. I climbed on him when he was on lying on the deck chair, sat on his belly facing away from him and kinda rubbed myself on his belly while I stroked him through his shorts. I’m sure the hote staff by the pool didn’t approve but we didn’t stay very long. Lol. I had to keep my swimsuit on while we had sex though. Not my favourite thing to do, but it’s been awhile since I did that so….what the heck. Lol

Ok, now a review - a mixed bag of emotions on this one. I’m nowhere closer to actually telling him the truth about my situation and where he fits into everything. Half the blame is mine cos, well…it is 😂. Half is his too.

Hear me out. He’s had plenty of opportunities to broach the subject. I realised I had marks (a hickie here and there. Maybe bite marks on my shoulder and arms…) from the husband and the boyfriend that were still visible. I didn’t realise they were that visible til I was applying sunscreen by the pool. Kinda late to do anything so I kinda left it. Waited the whole weekend and he didn’t ask nor mention anything about them. I could also sense that at times, he’s been wanting to say or ask something specific but he just kept silent. So I kinda also left it. That’s what I’m probably gonna do now - leave it til he brings it up, or til the situation changes. At present moment we see each other once every week or two, which is kinda perfect for me. He’s been asking to meet more but has never been pushy. When we meet though, it feels like we’re actively dating, which is a lil weird for me, to be honest. I’m making some plans on how I can tell him the truth so yeah, there’s that. Or. Or. I can just….chicken out and run back to Bali 😝. Which is happening very soon 😱
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Blast from the Past!!!
Posted:Oct 22, 2021 2:22 am
Last Updated:Oct 25, 2021 7:05 am
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Oh. My. Gawd!! LOL!!

Okok, from the top. I went to the boyfriend’s gym this morning (he works there, he doesn’t own it 😝) this morning and wanted to take the bus back. I was a little spacy and took the wrong bus and dropped off quite far off from home. There was a supermarket near where I had alighted and I figured I was gonna grab a cab home either way so I hopped in to grab some groceries home.

i was down one of the aisles when I heard a voice that caught my attention. I looked up and saw this slightly overweight man with his earpiece on, talking on the phone. I didn’t recognise him immediately but the sight of him triggered something in me that gave me a “holy shit!” moment. I stared at him til he turned the corner and I just stood there staring into my basket, trying to figure out what the fuck this guy was so familiar. Then it hit me, like a ton of shit smeared bricks.

When I was in 15, I went for a 3-day, team building camp organised by the school. Most of the facilitators were my Teachers but there was an activity that required us to repel down a very high wall. The guys manning in charge of making sure we were harnessed up safely were external vendors, and they were all, at the time, in their early 20s. Bear in mind I was in an all girls school so you’d imagine they were pretty popular amongst the entire cohort. I don’t know how or when but I ended up swapping numbers with one of these guys. We ended up chatting for awhile and less than a year later we were meeting in secret. He was the second guy I e been with but the first older guy. At the time, in the beginning it was exhilarating! Lol

Shit. Thinking back, it’s fuuuucking embarrassing 🤪. I even remember taking a bus to his place at least once a week after school, in my uinform and all, and fucking our afternoon away. Lol. It was fun while it lasted, and it didn’t last very long. It’s funny how that memory literally never existed until I saw him earlier. But damn he has aged, aaaand not very well. I’m Soo glad he didn’t see me, or didn’t recognise me. I was so flabbergasted I dropped everything in my basket back and ran outta that supermarket as fast as I could. Lol

I guess some things should be left in the past. Lol. Holy fucking smokes. I’m still a bit shaken and super tickled by the whole episode. Lol

I took a bus!! Took a fucking bus!!! After school!!! In my school uniform!!! To his place for sex!! Lol.
What the hell was I thinking back then. Went back home in the same uniform after that too! Holy shit.
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F the Police! Again!
Posted:Oct 19, 2021 9:17 pm
Last Updated:Oct 20, 2021 4:32 pm
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Ok. I wrote this down a few weeks ago but didn't end up posting this, so....this is me posting this. . So anyhow. This is a couple of weeks ago, and was our second time in the sack, cos really that’s what’s important….right? Lol

Things are getting a out of control with the French policeman. Details of how we hooked up are in one of the newer older (a nice oxymoron ) post, so if you’re interested, you can that out. 

’s been about a month since the last time we hooked up and we’ve met up a few more times since. He was adamant about not rushing things (which is perfect for me considering how I a husband AND a live-in bf that I make time for too) but the last week or so he’s been asking if I was avoiding him. The truth was, I WAS avoiding him but not intentionally. ’s hard juggling husband and bf, and now him on the side. Of course I didn’t say that, I just mentioned that I was busy. And I was 

So make up for , the past week I’ve been going over use the gym in his apartment. He joined me the first time, which I thought for certain we were gonna go back his place for a lil post workout “workout”, but he had go back work in the evening so that was out. The second time he actually bailed on me before I got but insisted that I still go over. He left a spare key card in an envelope with his house key by the guardhouse so I could pick it up. I wasn’t expecting the house keys but he just dropped me a note tell me I could go up and wash up if I wanted . I didn’t think much of at the time, but did he just give me the keys his place? He even slid in a remark telling me that, IF I wanted , I could even leave some stuff at his place make things easier. When I got that , was a really, real “whoa….”  What was I getting into? He’s already asking me to move in? I talked myself down at the time, not wanting to overthink , just in time for our date over this past Monday. For the record, I’m really liking weekday dates. Less people around, more inconspicuous. 

I left him decide on the activity and we ended up going wakeboarding. I haven’t been wakeboarding in years, and for the record, I’m super disappointed in myself for how bad I’ve got. I used be able manage ok. I got dunked in the water almost every time and ended up drinking quite a lot of disgusting seawater. But anyhow. Seeing him topless is a huge plus  . So that was that. We went straight back to his place after and made the mistake of drinking. He popped open a bottle of wine and, after getting blasted by the sun, and seawater, 2 glasses in and I was feeling the room spin. I didn’t even realised I had fallen asleep but I woke up in his bed, feeing super confused. And thirsty. 

I checked my phone and it was already late afternoon. I texted the husband telling him I’ll be back late and they should grab their own dinner, then went out to find water. He was busy cooking again in the kitchen. I grabbed a bottle of water from his fridge and stood and stared at him while he cooked. I mean, he fucking looks like he’s carved out of stone. How can a person look like that all the damn time?! 

He told me dinner would be in half an hour but we didn’t eat so early. I took that as a cue to us another glass of wine. A glass became 3 quickly and I was feeling light headed again. This time round, I was laughing a lot more. He turned back towards the stove and I went up behind him, buried my face into the middle of his back, and ran my hands down his shorts. I felt his dick grow really quickly. I stopped, stepped back, and in my all my drunkenness, told him to spread his legs, like a policewoman.  . Geddit?? Lol. I even did the thing where I tried to the inside of his foot get his legs apart and I ended up hurting my own foot.  . His legs parted slightly, and I ran my hands down the top of his shorts, and from behind, grabbed a literal handful of balls. I cupped them for a bit and massaged them and he was breathing hard and groaning slightly, which, was such a fucking turn on. Lol. I was practically elbow deep into his shorts, stroking him from behind (mental note, I should try this out on the husband and bf one of these days  ). So I was half crouching/squatting behind him, half my arm buried in his shorts, my thighs burning from holding myself , and he shifted his weight back, and my legs gave way and we both fell over bacnwards. Except I was being held up cos my arm was caught in his shorts. Then the weight of me got too much and my arm pulled his shorts down and I fell backwards, bumping my head against a cabinet door. He lost his balance, tripped over me and knocked over some plates and everything came crashing down. 
Of course at the time, being…quite intoxicated, nothing hurt, but I’ve still got a bump on the back of my head  .

After laughing for a good few seconds, I felt his hands go under my arm and he lifted me up like a . At that point, the shock of how easy that felt left me slightly confused  . I was pressed up against the very cabinet that I had bumped my head into, and he was leaning into me, kissing me with his tongue filling my mouth. (FYI - French kissing a French guy, the irony wasn’t lost on me. Just saying  ). But he was a too forceful, leaning in a bit too hard which caused my neck to hurt. My back was also shot cos I was leaning back, cos it felt like his whole weight was pressing down on me. 

I was about to push back when I get his fingers running up my thigh, then finding their way on my pussy, then in my pussy via the right leg opening of my shorts. Thankfully, he leaned back from me when he started fingering me and I could at least enjoy that. It wasn’t the best, by far, but being quite drunk (I swore the room was spinning  ) and it has been a looong time since someone fingered me through my shorts that way, it fired me up a lot more than expected. Lol

I was really, really horny by the time he got my shorts off and would actually preferred that we fucked in the kitchen or something but he actually carried me back the bedroom. I had my arms around his shoulders and he was holding me up with his arms under my legs, all while i was trying ride him hard standing up. I was bucking and really thrusting my hips forward, grinding my self on him and he didn't even feel like he was getting tired. was a bit disappointing that he actually put me down on the bed and continued . I pushed him off after awhile and spun around on all fours. I figured that kinda explains itself

I reached under and grabbed his dick impatiently and guided him in. The first couple of seconds after he slides himself in always comes as a.....um....i always need a few breathes accommodate that girth. But after...heh. I was pushing myself and trying slam back into him while he pushes into me. He was holding onto my hips, then squeezing my ass and holding on to my arms. I kept screaming at him to pull my hair (apparently. LO and slap my ass. I think he got a ...i think that was a bit much for him. Hey, i was quite drunk, in my defence. LOL

He complied, was a bit of hair pulling, a bit of ass slapping, but all in all, something was off. I think the timing of everything needs be worked on. A LOT.  I tried riding him hard when i got on top but the room was spinning so much i had to get off. LOL. was even a point when i screamed at him me in the ass. LOL. I vaguely remember the screaming part, i remember asking him , in the spur of the moment. He didn't, which in hindsight might not been a bad thing. Those can get quite...messy. 

Anyhow. I got up early the next morning with a splitting headache (which hasn't happened me in a looong time) and left. We didn't speak each other for a few days after but when we did, i was a bit....ok, quite a fair bit embarrassed at how aggressive i was. I blame the alcohol. That kind of aggression is usually reserved for the husband. LOL. MOstly. Sometimes the boyfriend gets it too. But yeah, that was our second...date that ended up at his place a few weeks ago.

Like i mentioned before, he has since been a bit sulky about me not calling or spending time with him. I kinda had to remind him a few occasions that that, was what we were getting ourselves into from the beginning. He and his family issues, me and mine. He still hasn't asked what mine are, and I've since decided I'll really lay everything out. Buuuut 's getting a bit more complicated with him being involved at workwise too. 
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Hmm…maybe I should ask him to put his uniform on 😉. Lol
Posted:Oct 16, 2021 1:26 am
Last Updated:Oct 19, 2021 8:22 pm
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It’s exciting. That’s what it is. At the end of the day, I can sing about what a fucking magnificent body he has, which he sooo does, or how much I really like missionary standing up (I’m sure there’s an official name for that, but, you know what I mean), which I soooo do cos I’m not that small or light, or I can bitch about how boring and uninteresting he is, which he is…really, really unfortunately, or how he’s increasingly….needy.

Sorry, that was a long-ass sentence. But my point is, the whole thing is exciting. I suppose “forbidden fruits” usually are. That’s why I’m keeping it my little secret, not that the husband will be surprised by it. He…might not be too happy to hear, but he’ll definitely, most certainly not be surprised. 🤣. So yeah, excitement.

I have been pulling 13-plus hour days the whole week, spending the whole time mostly in the office but also running around a few different locations. That’s the longest I’ve spent fully clothed for work in a looooong time. Even before this pandemic, I’ve been working from home, but I do go into office from time to time, usually half a day or so. So this past week has been long. Running around from meeting to meeting, one can get…clammy. 😣. So today was supposed to be home, with a few video calls, barely clothed. That was the plan. Then this morning Rene texted, asking if I was going to be the office. He’s coming in again with a few others for a meeting with some of my colleagues. I’m not involved in this, but I actually said yes. 😝. So I took my morning calls at home, then dressed up, and here I am in the office, fucking blogging. Lol. I don’t know why I came out. Ok, actually I do. Like I said, it’s exciting. 🤪

But we’re not even going to end up doing anything. Maybe a quick drink and catch up after work. It’s not like he’s good company. Okok, that was a little mean, but…really. Not like we’ll be having fun conversation. And like I said, not like we’ll be doing anything after, cos I’m actually meeting the husband for dinner tonight. Sidetracking a little, the husband and I have been fighting over silly things. I’m pretty sure it’s the stress of everything. We were scheduled to go back to Bali but might have to change it up cos he’s travelling for work next week and he’ll be gone for 2 months, at the least. That means all the logistics of moving back home falls on my lap. Oh…shit. Sorry, I just digressed from a digression. 😂

So anyhow, dinner tonight is supposed to smooth things out, or at least try to. So yeah, back to my little situation with Rene.

So this afternoon I picked out a pair of while pants. They’re work pants, don’t get me wrong but I’d be lying if I told you I didn’t know they were translucent. ☺️. I also picked out a pair of nice white, lacy thong that I know he will check out 😉. I topped it off with (literally 🤣) a black push up bra and loose, low cut tank top. I’m trying waaay too hard but I also find it funny how excited this whole thing is making me feel. Lol. I really wanna give him something to think about. It was between that and a really short dress but I think I’ll save the short dress for our next date. So yeah. He swung by my desk to say hi when he got in and I made sure to give him a few eyefulls down my top before he left for the meeting 😋

I’m probably meeting him for an hour or so after he’s done, and I’m sure I’ll make sure he checks out the rest of my outfit too. Lol. I’m half hoping it works on the husband tonight too. Gawd know this whole thing is getting me a little riled up, I think we both could use a little release.

So anyhow. Here I am, with about 2 hours to go. As exciting as this is, it’s fucking tiring too. Lol. Ah well…thanks for reading. Have a good weekend y’all!
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Kryptonite!
Posted:Oct 13, 2021 4:31 am
Last Updated:Oct 21, 2021 7:05 am
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I was about to drop a long-ass post about the last date with Rene, that French policeman (in the most general of terms, I suppose. But he DID show his badge so….that counts 🤪) I’ve been seeing but I’m still mildly embarrassed by it so I’ll save it in a draft somewhere. I’ll post it later when I’m past my own…embarrassment.

Instead, I’m gonna lay it all out cos I think it helps me think. To be honest, I don’t know what I’m doing with him. Ok, I “know” what I’m doing with him. I know pretty well why I keep seeing him but, what I meant was, I don’t know what I’m doing with him. You following? 😝

First of all, personality wise, he’s….sad to say, kinda boring. There are some interests we have in common, but even that, it wears thing very quickly. Makes spending extended periods of time with him, quite challenging. To his credit, he does try quite hard. Gotta give him that. But yeah, I think we’re just generally two people who, if we’re totally honest, won’t get on too well. I’m pretty sure it’s more me than him. He seems fine with my company. Which brings me to the next issue. Escalation. 😳

I’ve somehow found myself with the keys to his apartment. As in, he’s given me the keys to his apartment. Aaaand even asked me to “drop some of my stuff there” if it makes things easier for me. Aaaand even more strangely, I’ve agreed. Okok, hang on. I’m definitely not moving in with him. That’s be crazy. I’ve got a home with a husband AND a live-in bf in it. All I’ve said to Rene was, “ok.” He suggested, I said ok. I’ve got a toothbrush there, which he bought for me. That’s it. I’ve only spent two nights there so. Anyways. I’m digressing. So yes. THAT escalated.

As I said, I can’t spend too much time with him, for obvious reasons being I don’t have that much time to spare. Juggling husband and bf duties is work enough. Also, it’s not super enjoyable. So what then? The sex? Yeah. Won’t lie, it’s one big part. In all fairness, it’s the main point for me, of hooking up with him.

Why does big boy sex have to be so fucking enjoyable? Lol. That body and that dick too. Can’t say it enough, but he looks like he’s carved out of stone. But that big boy sex. Last date, we were doggy style and my legs were off the ground. He held me up with his hands on my hips. I don’t even know how that happened but fucking hell that was fun. Lol.

I think this might end up not very pleasantly, but we’ll see. I need to let him know what’s what soon or it might blow up in my face. Not in a good way too 🤣

Ah well. Thanks for reading. This is my self reflection for the day
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F The Police 😝
Posted:Sep 24, 2021 12:26 am
Last Updated:Oct 10, 2021 7:32 pm
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Well, literally, not offensively. Hang on, you’d have to ask him if he was offended, although I’d highly doubt that 🤪

Back track - I was roped in on a project at work for the French embassy. I’m not a big part of it cos one of my colleagues heading up the team and I got roped in for a bit part. One of the meetings I actually had to attend was a presentation and it was to a group of 4 to 5 people, and one of which was this big black guy sitting in the corner. We chatted for a bit after and that was it. A few days later he then emailed me for specific info. I initially thought it was weird that he came to me directly but it wa mostly general questions and it wasn’t really causing me to step on anyone’s toes (you know how THAT can get in an office. Anyhowww) so that was how it began, I guess.

It was a fairly big project at work but I was only involved marginally so I didn’t keep it on my radar. A month ago it got wrapped up and this French guy was calling me first to chat (how old school is that right? But fuck it’s adorable 😝) and then we met for a few coffee sessions, then lunches.

Sidetracking a little, I found out his family moved to France from Africa and he ended up being a policeman, then moved to their special forces and is now attached to his embassy. Sounds like a fucking action movie character but hey, he could be pulling my leg, I really wouldn’t know. Lol. The good news is, he certainly LOOKS like an action movie character 😋. He’s also technically married but separated and have 2 young , who are all still in the country (I’d imagine it being mildly awkward…). So that chiselled body (which doesn’t hide much under ppl as a shirt) and strong jawline aside, that married bit actually got me. Lol. Fuck. Don’t judge 😣

Annnnyhoo. I was saying. Ive even gone over to use the gym in his apartment building (which is surprisingly well equipped) twice before he invited me over to his plsce for dinner. It was his turn with his and he was cooking for them, and he invited me over for that. Dinner. With his . And I haven’t even seen him shirtless yet. 😱.

I don’t know why, but against better judgement, I actually agreed. His were adorable. Very friendly too, for 8 and 10-year olds. Dinner was okaaay, we watched Jungle Cruise (which was also entertaining) before the finally went to bed close to 11ish. I was left alone while he cleaned up and put them to bed and I kinda caught myself wondering what the fuck am I getting into. On one hand, I was surprisingly enjoying myself, and on the other, this felt like something a little more serious that what I was looking for.

I was running through a few things in my head, wondering if I should bail on this, and was also midway texting the husband, telling him I’ll be home later than expected, when Mr look-like-an-action-hero came back out in a tshirt, accentuating his Boulder-like shoulders and superhero chest, and quietly popped open two beers. I’m usually not a big beer fan, but that beer actually felt good. No wonder people do that. 🤣 I quickly texted the husband goodnite and tossed my Phone in my bag. Lol

French guy came over, thanked me in his Uber French accent for spending the evening with him and for being so “cool” with his . He kept talking about how he wasn’t sure if i would be okay with the whole situation, blah blah blah, all while looking like he was literally carved out from stone. I’ll admit, my shallowness for something this attractive and being fucking horny was what got me here and I sure as hell wasn’t gonna abandon it now. Lol

I leaned in kissed him. I gave him a good few seconds of plain ol lip kissing and it was obvious he wasn’t gonna go for it, so I dove in, tongue first. I tasted the beer in his mouth, then felt his tongue molesting the inside of my mouth. Oh yeah. Now we’re talking. Lol

I pushed against him but felt like I was trying to move a friggin building. He loosened his arms around me, which gave me the opportunity to tug at his belt buckle. Two playful tugs before started to work on it, loosening it. He stopped me, then dragged me into the bedroom. I was like, “ ooooh yeaaah. ” 🤣

I jumped onto the bed the minute I got into the bedroom. I turn around and he’s locking the bedroom door. He took his top off and got damn that body. Lol. A pity though cos I actually wanted to tear his tshirt off myself. I sat up, got his belt loose and his pants was around his ankles. He had on old school underwear, which was both weird, and cute at the same time. Lol. I freed his dick, which was already pressing against his underwear, fight to be free. Hahaha

And it didn’t disappoint. 😍. I’m about 5”9 and he’s a head and a half taller than I am. So I’m guessing 6”4, 6”5. So a big guy. His dick was…proportionate ☺️. Not the largest, but damn that thing was thick. And large balls too. It’s funny cos I never thought I’d have a thing for balls. But I’ve got a thing for balls. Lol. I was moving between sucking his dick (which made my jaws ache the next morning) and licking his balls when he tapped my forehead with his dick. Which caused me to break out laughing, but he got all conscious and pulled back. I was about to tell him it’s ok when he reached down to my waist, and pulled my shorts and underwear off in one swoop. He tugged so hard I was lifted off the bed for a few seconds. That show of strength, plus the dick slap woke the slut up. Lol

I jumped up, used both my hands to stroke his dick and massage his balls, and led him back down the bed so we swapped places. My top was still on when I climbed up and lowered myself down onto his dick. I slid on without much issue cos I was already wet, but took a few seconds to get used to that girth. Once I had my weight fully on him, I started grinding on him. I was moving between grinding and bouncing up and down and was making really loud slap noises.

A few of these when he said it was too loud. Lol. He sat up, put his arms below my legs and just stood up. It was so effortless! Lol. Again, I’m not the smallest gal around but damn that was hot! I held on to his neck and timed his upward thrust with some downward thrusting on my own and gawd damn that was good. I wa sooo close to cumming when he cupped his hands over my mouth and kept saying “the ! The !” in a loud whisper. We went good ol missionary with his hands mostly over my mouth. Lol. Apparently I make noises. 🤷🏻‍♀️ Lol
I came with his grinding himself over me. He’s such a big human I felt buried into the bed. His immense weight pressing into me kinda added to my climax, but I still think I would have cum harder while we were standing. Ah well. I’m going to HAVE to test that theory out ☺️

I didn’t even realised when my top came off, but he came shortly after, and slid to lay beside me. I was catching my breath, mainly cos his weight was off from me. Lol. He leaned in, I thought it was for a kiss, but he went straight for my nipple. Next I knew he slid his fingers in me and was working me back up again. He moved his lips from my nipples down to my belly, then down to eating me out. It was a bit off, but between him fingering me and licking me, he got me to cum again. Lol.

I woke up the next morning to sounds from outside. I got up, saw that he left a set of toothbrush by the dresser. On one hand, I thought, how thoughtful. Aaaand on the other, I went, how many of these does he have lying around? Lol. Either way, from where I was coming from, it didn’t bother me. I washed up, decided against dressing so I found his white tshirt from the night before, threw that on and went out. I’m thinking, nothing but his tshirt on - sexy right?

Then I got to the kitchen, I see him making coffee and another lady standing there and I had interrupted their conversation. Aaand then it hit me, the are still around, in the living room, and I hear them. 😳. I was about to run back in and put some actually clothes on when he grabbed my hand and sat me down. She, in classic form, said too, that it was okay. She was just leaving with the anyway. But I saw the look she gave me. 😣. Ah well.

I hugged the as we said our goodbyes and they left. Of course I apologised to him. Turns out the lady was his sister in law, and he assured me that it was already complicated enough as it were, so my presences, nipples poking through his white tshirt and all, would t make it worse. How reassuring, right. Lol

Ok, In all honesty, I was hoping for round 2. This time, no so I could make all the fucking noise as I want. I mean, I was literally already sitting in front of him practically nude. But we ended up just talking for a bit. And In all of our conversations, he never once asked if I was married. Initially I thought it was deliberate. But it kinda seems like he just assumed, and now it seems like he’s looking for something a little more serious. His words were, serious but slow. He understands if I do t want to stick around cos he’s got some shit to get through but he would like us to happen.

That slow part is ideal. I guess at some point I should bring up the fact that I’m (mostly) happily married. Aaaaand that I also have a live-in boyfriend. 😳. Ah well. Big boy sex is sooooo fucking fun though. We’ll see how this pans out. I thought this would make a good blog entry
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Another self indulgent post - a few of my fa-vourite thiiings!
Posted:Jul 8, 2021 10:17 pm
Last Updated:Jul 20, 2021 9:32 pm
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It kinda slapped a few days ago that it’s been a year and a half since we’ve been home. Granted, this (where I’m currently at) was home before we moved years ago, but….damn. That fact doesn’t as hard until I look out and really really miss being nude in the sun. It a few days ago when I was cleaning. I have a routine where it’s laundry and then the house at the same time, and this is usually done nude. We have the luxury of privacy back home, and it OS possible here too, but there’s only so much you can take from nosey neighbours. .

Also, there’s only so much you can “not care” with what you do here. I suppose the environment DOES mould you, as much as you want to not let you. The other day I was alone and needed to take the recycling bin down. I threw on a top and shorts and just went down. And sometimes I still marvel at how uncomfortable people can get with nipples. Ok. Maybe the top I wore was a bit loose, but still. Some people really made it awkward.

Lastly, I miss sitting and lazing along an empty beach. Nothing like being alone, naked on the sand, breathing in the ocean wind. Fuck I miss home. 😊
I also like anal sex. Ok, quite a jump but bear with me. I was trying to explain to a friend how I like it (we were talking about fetishes, and how some people like what they like, and I told her how I’m not surprised at what some people like anymore, and the topic of licking ass came up).

So yeah, she was wrenching at the idea, and I kinda blurred out how I like it. Lol. And then had some trouble putting my feelings to words what I like about it. I guess I just like something up my ass. Lol. Especially if “something” is attached to someone I’m attracted to, and if that someone is breathing heavy in my ear, or biting into my neck or shoulder. And even better if I have another someone below that I’m riding at the same time…. Okay. Getting a bit carried away. But anyhow. There we go. Some random things I felt like getting out.
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