Sunday, November 22, 2009


Yesterday morning, in the wee hours before light, our little girl came creeping into bed with us along with her dog, whispering to me that she had a bad dream. It was a pretty scary one as she related to me later, involving witches in a cage in our hotel room (we went out of town last weekend and stayed in a hotel) laughing and cackling and coming after her.

She promptly fell back to sleep tucked safely between Jay and I. I laid there spooned up against her, an arm thrown over her, a dog snuggled on either side of my legs, and reached over to hold a sleeping Jay's hand. I realized at that moment, that this was the meaning of bliss. Right here in this bed was nearly everything I love most in this world with the exception of my son still snoozing in his own room. I realized that despite all my bitching and moaning about how hard it all is (working, raising kids, juggling bills, etc), God has smiled on me with riches beyond my wildest imaginings.

As we anticipate the coming of Thanksgiving this week, I am thankful for a sleepy moment cuddled in bed with those I love most in the world. What are you thankful for?

Monday, November 16, 2009

Her New Employee, Conclusion

When she had the girl on the edge, she stopped, slid her body along the girl's until she was inches from her face, a finger still inside her slippery cunt.

"Do you want me to bring this meeting to it's conclusion?"

"Ye, yessss ma'am, please," the girl begged.

"Are you going to be a good girl? Are you going to always do as your boss instructs you?"

"Oh yes, ma'am," she nodded earnestly, her eyes glowing with delight.

"Your little cunt is throbbing right now, isn't it?"

"Oh God, yes ma'am. Please make it stop," she pleaded.

"There, there sweetheart. I'm going to make everything alright. And in return, we will convene meetings such as this whenever I see fit," she asserted as she worked her way back down the girl's body.

"Oh yes ma'am. Whatever you say ma'am," came her reply as she spread her legs even wider apart in anticipation of her much sought after relief.

She lowered her head between the girl's legs, her mouth sucking in her clit, her tongue circling it as her lips sucked. She slipped one, then two fingers inside her vagina, fucking her steadily with them.

The girl's hand slapped against the window as her body arched off the seat, her thighs clamping down around her boss' head as she came all over her face. She flooded her boss' mouth with her juices as she moaned her ectasy.

When it was done she threw the girl's clothing at her and barked,

"Get dressed. You've wasted too much of my afternoon with your whorish needs."

"Yes ma'am," came the meek reply.

As the girl began to slip her panties back on, she reached over and took them from her.

"Uh,uh, uh," she tutted. "I'll keep these," she announced as she slipped them on underneath her skirt.

She drove the girl back to work and deposited her at her desk. She delighted in continuing her work day with the girl's wet panties pressed against her own slippery sex.

Moments before the girl's scheduled departure time, she discretely deposited the panties into the girl's lap.

"You are to put these back on dear and wear them home. When you get there, you are to take them off and breath deeply the scent of our two wet cunts."

"When you arrive tomorrow, I want a full report before I give you the day's assignments."

"Yes, ma'am. I'll do exactly as you have instructed," she replied as she scurried out the door, eager to complete her tasks.

She smiled with satisfaction as she watched the girl leave knowing the pleasure she would derive from training this newest little toy.

Friday, November 13, 2009

Her New Employee, Pt. 2

She sought her mouth again, their tongues dancing in each other's mouths as her hand roamed freely under the girl's skirt until she reached her panties already beginning to soak through with moisture.

"Why don't we get a bit more comfortable, dear," she cooed as she began to undress the girl. When the girl removed her bra, freeing her magnificent breasts for the firl time, she gasped with their loveliness.

"Wh, wha, what is it ma'am?" the girl asked self conciously as she attempted to cover her exposure with her hands.

"Oh my dear, you have such beautiful breasts," she praised as she gently lowered her hands.

She took them in her hands and squeezed, tweaking each nipple as the girl shivered with pleasure. She moved from the driver's seat to the passenger cabin as she laid against the girl and took her breasts into her mouth. She watched as she arched her back and moaned with pleasure as she sucked and nibbled each lovely, round breast.

She slowly began to lick and kiss her way down the girl's body until her face was inches from the burning heat between the girl's legs. She could smell her arousal through her visibly wet panties. She moved the panties to the side and flicked her tongue over the girl's swollen lips at which her whole body bucked off gthe seat as she let out a loud groan.

"Shall we move forward with the meeting dear?" she probed.

"Yes ma'am, please," she moaned.

With that acquiescence, she buried her face in the girl's sloppy wet cunt. She drank in her heat and scent and taste as she delicately flicked her tongue over one side of her pebble hard little clit as she slid a finger inside her wet little hole.

Her head moved ever so slightly back and forth as she drug her tongue over the girl's clit. The girl's naked body writhed and gyrated above her as she reached up to pinch her pink little nipples. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she came nearer and nearer to release...

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Her New Employee, Pt. 1

There is a girl at my office, much younger than I, mid 20's, who Jay and I find mutually attractive. We joke about it from time to time. We were having such a conversation once in which Jay suggested I should ask B if I could wear her panties. We both laughed, then both stopped cold at the same time, and gasped, "That's hot!" From that exchange grew the following smutty story in my head...

She had been keeping an eye on her new employee for several weeks now. She observed her round little ass as it left her office, gazed discretely at her breasts as she bent over her desk, watched her full, pink lips move as she spoke.

One afternoon when she decided she had seen enough, she asked her new employee to accompany her to lunch. The girl was positively giddy as she accepted her offer. She saw her slip into the restroom 15 minutes before their agreed upon lunchtime, and emerge with fresly applied lipstick, and a well powered nose. She smiled to herself at how eager her new little employee was to impress. She looked forward to discovering just how far she could push her enthusiasm.

When lunchtime arrived, she packed the girl into her car and chauffered her to a mutually pleasing restaurant. They made chit chat on the way, discussing the weather, pets, weekend plans. Once they were seated, she made a few menu recommendations to her guest as they settled comfortably into further "girl talk."

At one point in the midst of this conversation she complimented her new employee on her beautiful green eyes to which she offered a self-concious "thank you." Another point in the conversation found her gazingly openly at the girl's ample breasts until she giggled and blushed. As they wound up their meal, she announced she did have an important reason for inviting her out to lunch today, and suggested they discuss it further in the car.

She paid the bill while the girl again retreated to the restroom to freshen up. She returned seeming anxious and apprehensive about the discussion looming in the car.

When they were seated in the car, the girl immediately blurted out,

"Ma'am I hope you are pleased with my work. I trust it is up to your standard."

To which she offered a soothing, "Oh yes, dear. Everything is fine in that department," as she patted her bare knee.

She then turned to her, her own cleavage spilling out the top of her blouse and said,

"I had simply hoped we might get better acquainted. You would like that, wouldn't you?"

"Ummm hmmm," came the girl's murmered reply.

"I've taken a special interest in you dear. You're a very pleasant addition to our team," she cooed as she leaned closer to the girl.

"I'm so glad you are pleased, ma'am," came the girl's response.

"I am, dear, very please," she agreed, her face inches away from the girl's, her hand resting lightly on her thigh.

She inhaled her cinnamon scented breath just before their lips met. The girl gave a surprised little "oh" as their tongues found each other. The kiss seemed to last an eternity, growing more and more hungry as she ran her hand up the girl's smooth thigh.

She pulled back, stroking the girl's hair and asked, "Shall I continue, dear?"

"Y, ye, ye, yesss ma'am," came her breathy reply.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Mental Images

This morning found me pressed against Jay with his very hard, very well lubed cock in my hand stroking slowly, firmly as these particular images played in my head...

A nameless stranger is pressed up behind me in a hotel room bed, he wraps a hand around my forehead, violently jerking my head back as he thrusts his hard cock inside me.

"This is what you've wanted all day, isn't it slut?" he whispers in my ear.

I nod my head as his hand holds my head firmly pressed back against his shoulder.

"Yes, I know it is. Do you know how I know?" I shake my head slightly. "Because your pussy is so goddamn wet," he grunts as he fucks me harder and harder.

He guides my hand down to my cunt. I rub my own swollen clit as he whispers, "Feel how wet you are. Only a whore gets that wet for her man. Are you a whore?"

"Yes," I whisper hoarsely.

"That's right, you are," he agrees as he thrusts my fingers slick with my own desire into my mouth.

"Taste what a greedy little whore you are."

He pumps harder and harder inside me, his hand goes around my throat, squeezing harder and harder. My pussy begins to pulse around him as I lose all ability to breathe.

"That's it, cum you little cunt," he snarls as I begin to claw at his hand around my throst, my lungs desperate for air even as my body writhes in orgasm.

He flips me over on my stomach as I cough and gasp for air.

I am pulled onto my knees as he presses my face into the mattress, enters me again, and violently fucks my throbbing cunt.

"You're not good enough to look at me while I fuck you. A little whore like you needs her face shoved into the mattress while I fuck her," he spits at me.

"You're not even good enough to cum inside," he berates as he pounds his body against mine.

When his orgasm approaches, he pulls out, straddles my back, holds my head down against the mattress and unloads all over the side of my face.

As this all plays out in my head, my pussy grows more and more aroused until it is literally throbbing painfully as I stroke Jay's extremly firm erection. Finally, when I can stand it no longer, I moan that I need him to fuck me. Honestly, we are both so worked up, that it only takes a minute or two of me rubbing my clit as he fucks me until I cum. He follows seconds after, cumming like a freight train inside me.

I'm feeling so turned on as I type this, I think I may need to excuse myself upstairs for my third orgasm of the day!

Thursday, November 5, 2009

The Halloween Frolic

I have been remiss in relating the details of our Halloween fun last weekend. It has been a very busy week compounded by caring for our sick son who somehow developed an ear infection at the age of 15!

I am finally here now with the details. It was, in short, a fun and sexy time! This is a very important point, as the last time we went out for Halloween two years ago, we had an awful time. Jay and I had gotten into an argument earlier in the day regarding, of all things, bumper stickers on our cars...LOL!! He had seen fit to purchase a bumper sticker endorsing Fred Thompson for President and place it on my car since mine is the family vehicle without even consulting me. I took this as free license to place bumper stickers of my own choosing on the vehicle as well. So, I purchased a Barack Obama for President bumper sticker and placed it on our vehicle. Well, a rather large battle of wills ensued which ended with me storming out of the house and ripping both bumper stickers from the car while yelling at him from the driveway!! It's a very funny story now, but at the time I was PISSED!!

So we started the evening off angry,and it just got worse from there. We were staying at a hotel downtown for the night, and I realized once we got there that I had forgotten my overnight bag which held all my make up and toiletries. We eventually made it to the party and it just wasn't our scene. It was, for lack of a better description, far too "vanilla." The music was lame Top 40's, the guests were all younger than us, and I wanted to leave almost as soon as we got there.

We were determined this year would be different,and I am pleased to say we succeeded! The party was held in a large warehouse that had been turned into a sort of a nightclub. There was a large fire breathing dragon erected outside. Inside, the music was loudly pumping with an Industrial/Goth sort of vibe. There were little snippets of a mishmash of scary movies being projected on one wall. The costumes adorning the bodies of the other guests were delightfully skimpy, erotic and/or exotic...Cleopatra with her ass all but hanging out, naughty witches, sexy kitty cats in latex, etc. Jay and I soon scouted out the area we were most interested in which was set up with a whipping cross, bench, and restraint chair as there was to be a demonstration later in the evening.

We sat and drank for a while, casually observing those around us. As the party began to liven up we began to move about until we found ourselves once again drawn to the demonstration area. We watched while a tiny little girl strapped a shirtless man to the whipping cross and began to expertly whip his back with both sensual and cruel strokes. Jay lifted my dress a bit and began to spank my bottom as we watched. I grew terribly turned on by it all. Eventually, I just bent over and told him to give me a good whack! One of the roving photgraphers for the event saw us and asked if he could photgraph us. We eventally wound up with me bent over the whipping bench, Jay behind me with the paddle he had brought in the hopes just such a spanking opportunity would arise, my skirt raised just enough to expose my bare ass sans panties as usual. I have posted one of these pics for your viewing pleasure below.

After our little spanking session, I was drawn to the dance floor by the pounding beat of the music. Somewhere in the midst of our dancing, Jay took my leash from his pocket and attached it to my collar. He used it to lead me about the dance floor as his whims saw fit. We had a great time letting loose and feeling sexy on the dance floor.

Eventually, my body began to remind me that it was late and it needed to be put to bed. We took our leave about 2 am, pleased to have had such a great time.

These folks put on events at different locations reguarly throughout the city. Jay and I used to enjoy a club here in Atlanta called The Chamber which closed about 6 years ago or so. We have been unable to find anywhere to go for a fun time ever since. I am pleased to announce this party had the same sort of feel as The Chamber, and Jay and I are so excited to have found a place to have fun again for those extremly rare evenings when we are free to go out together.