Never even got past “go”

Can a man be friends with a female?  Can a man be friends with a female in an Open Marriage?  Asking various male and female friends I get an answer for both.  Yes to question number one BUT depending on the gal’s looks or compatibility, a man will fantasize about fucking her.  On question number two, well its a resounding NO.  Unless that there is already a friendship established before the outing of the Open Marriage.  Then it has a new look and odds are the male figure will want to bang the female, just on principle.

I find that difficult but understandable.  Yet me being a female in an Open Marriage should not force me to have sex with every man who crosses my path.  Case in point, we have here a fella that I met via a dating site that starts out with an email to me stating “I would love to be your friend!”  Oh goodie! No pressure there, I can handle that.  I look over his profile and its.. eh, ok.  And I notice he is online so I IM him thru the site.  We chat for a bit and I come to find out he his Puerto rican like myself.  Ok, I tend to stay away from Italians and Hispanics because of their macho over bearingness to control me.  But I didn’t stop myself from chatting further with him.

He finds out a little flaw in me.  I do not like my ethnic foods!  He’s quite shocked and I explained that I have relatives that cooked it and was not to my liking at all.  I also tossed in there that I do not like the taste of cumin.   He assured me that this is not part of Puerto rican cooking and that he would like to show me what real food taste like.

I gotta say, I was attracted to the food.  Not him.  But what he could do in the kitchen.  He himself was about 5′ 6″ and weighed in about 125 pounds.  WAY TOO SKINNY for me.  Again I over looked all that because I was attracted to a meal.  I found it exciting that I could learn something of my heritage and make a nice friend that would teach me how to cook authentically! 

Our conversation was cut short and he gives me his phone number.  I said Whoa!  We just met and I do not feel comfortable calling you.  Please if you do not mind I would like to continue chatting via this website some more until I do feel comfortable.  He ignored that and said he would love to cook for me.  And I said it would be nice to have a friend to teach me the ways of my heritage. 

A few days go by and I send him a message saying “Whats for dinner?’  He writes back a list of meal idea’s and states if I would like to make a reservation to call his number.  I am then a bit firmer this time stating, I am not going to call his phone.  I am not ready to do that I just would like to talk here! 

I then receive another message stating that he plays hard to get and that he is not going to chase me.  I respond back with a Who’s chasing what?  I thought we were just friends, as we both mentioned earlier, what gives?

No response.

I am then heading out for the night with a girl friend to paint the town and I send him a note saying, “Hey! Gonna be in your neck of the woods, maybe I will see you out?”

No response.

A day later I write back saying, “Dude, I know you said you were playing hard to get, but no communication is a bit HARD!  Again I will tell ya, not gonna call ya! So if you want to chat, write me back. ”  Then tossed in there that I will not be writing him back.

Several days later he writes back.  Apparently the man is busy.  Ok cool.  But he also has no internet service in his home.  He has to use the library to talk to me.  And he has only an hour to do so.  This is why he pushed the phone.   He also states that he does not have texting capabilities on his phone.  So that leaves us to just talk within an hours timeframe or I break down and call his god damn phone.  Nope.  Not gonna do it.  If the man wants to live in the stone age well then he will wait his hour turn to talk to me.

He also stated that he saw me out with my girlfriend and that he didn’t want to intrude.  Again reiterating that he does not chase a girl that she has to come to him.  Say what?!?  Come on!!  If you have the opportunity to meet a person you were chatting with online, why the hell would you not go up and say HI! Its me blah blah blah!  I know I sure as hell would.

His next words really threw me for a loop.  He tells me that he does not think he can share me because I am a Married woman.  Where did that come from?!  We went from friends to a relationship within a few short emails and I totally missed how that happened! 

So he was ending it, and I was letting it happen because this man was not right upstairs.  But I did throw him one last email stating “that my marriage has nothing to do with a friendship that I thought we were forming.  You assume that we would be having a relationship when I gave you no inclinations that I wanted anything more than a friendship.  I also believe I mentioned it several times that this was all I was looking for! ”

This man never even got past “go” with me and fucked it up.

Internet Tease

I’m an internet tease.

There I said it.  Over a period of time I turned into one.  No guy would be interesting enough for me to want to meet.  Women were always able to get a quick invite to coffee, but the men. Oh boy the hoops they have to jump thru.   

How did I get so jaded and closed down?  If you met me in person, you would not believe that the bitch with that horrid profile is cute, sweet, funny me!  Seriously!  I am all that and a bag of chips.  Yet within the time frame of opening our marriage I became hostile and down right mean to men.  Now grant it, some of them REALLY needed to be put in their place.  But  I do get that they are all in this dating scene to meet a gal that will be willing to suck their dick.  I get that! Sure!

So I believe after one to many cock shots of trying to get my attention and they’re over bearing need for a quick meet, I realised damn I gotta be more cautious and not let these wackos any closer.  Weeding them out you tend to get the ones that are, well.. not really what you want! 

I believe I need to revise my rules and give some of these candidates more of a chance.

So! The rules..

  1. Must be local – I can’t bend on this.  Sex in cars are for cheaters and kids.  I like to be spontaneous and a guy being two hours away is not spontaneous.
  2. No cock shots- I don’t want to see it until I am gagging for it.  
  3.  A meet should be done within a week’s time frame of heavy chatting via IMing.  Webcams really help speed up the process.  Otherwise the longer the meeting takes the less likely I will be attracted and you become the dreaded friend mode.

I believe those are great rules!  Moving from those I would require other things, such as:

  •  A recent picture
  •  Complete name – hubby will want this info before I am to meet them.
  • Lots of background info- work, email addy, phone numbers, etc.  Again for hubby, he likes to make sure I am safe and to be able to track down the asswipe dumb enough to hurt me.

So from all that I believe I will be altering my profiles and see what I have been missing.   I will no longer be the internet tease!

House call

Limo guy has now made two points of calling me instead of texting, just to hear my voice.  Super cute, although his voice is soothing to my ears, he has a very soft-spoken tone that at times I cannot understand.  So I prefer texting with him.

The first call wandered into when are we going to meet, he wanted to meet this weekend.  I was game and readily agreed to meet.  Our next call revolved around me wanting to be in a bed with him.  He then invited me to his house.  I was taken back on this offer since it was stated no woman will enter his domain.  Yet, here is my invitation, hmm…

So as I traveled there,  I realised something.  I’m fucking traveling for dick.  God dammit!  He made me break a rule.  But I will have to really look that over.  I do not want to travel to over a half hour to get to anyone and he fell in the realms of 15 minute drive.  So, ok maybe a bit of a jog but still well within my boundary.  Right?

I get there an it’s not what  I expected.  Not that I had any expectations of a single man’s home.  The house was quite run down but cozy enough.   He has a very VERY friendly dog that decided I was fresh meat. LOL  I did not mind the dog at all, just didn’t want to be eaten alive.  Turned out he was a big lover and totally harmless.  So I was relaxed enough around him to enjoy my time with Limo guy.

Getting it on with him happened fairly quickly and I enjoyed the oral he did but he came far to quickly for my taste.  I refused to get dressed while he did.  He went on a beer run while I was left alone with poochie and rifling thru channels on his tv.  Oddly enough the shows catching my attention was the porn.  Lonely lawyers, tiger wood’s wood, and lesbian sluts: all pay per view..  I was tempted but didn’t choose any. 

Limo guy came back with beer, handed me one and parked his ass in a chair.  While his dog hung out on the bed with me.  Periodically licking me all over since I had some tasty lotion on.  I had then mentioned that I was getting more action from the dog then him.  He laughed but I was serious. 

We started really talking then.  He being a single guy and well.. a stoner.  We really don’t have a whole lotta things in common.  Yet, I’m attracted to him.  That I don’t get.  I am hoping he understands this because I really love my life with my husband and the level of intellect I have with him is fantastic.  With Limo guy I feel its more fluff, something that is great to hang out with be totally goofy and not have to have deep brainy conversations.

After a beer or two, and having enough of the dog licking off all my lotion I decided I needed to wash off.  And I made Limo guy do it.  He has a shower with a detachable shower head with multiple selections on it to play with.  I thought, niiiicce!  Something to play with at a later date!   I took one of his loofas and soaped up myself while he hosed me down.  It was really apparent that he was a bit nervous or unsure of what to do.  But he got the job done. 

We were back in bed and under the sheets when I got on top of him for round two.  I like round two.  It’s more exciting and fulfilling.  I straddled his face as he licked me and even ventured towards my ass which  I totally love!   Him doing this made me realise he is testing the waters and seeing what I will reject or go nuts for.   So far, I’m liking it.  He moved back to my clit while then inserting a finger in my ass.  Again I was very okay with it and was really enjoying it.

He then pops up and grabs my hips and keeps me in doggy style position as he enters me from behind.  I am in heaven.  Something so primal about being taken this way.  Like most animals do in this fashion, it just plain hot for me.  After a good time frame of this position I found myself begging to suck his cock.  He laid down on the bed while I straddled his face and went to work on his cock.  He again went for my ass with a finger and worked my clit with his mouth as I tried to concentrate as much as possible on his cock.  I was really enjoying this and came  on his face. 

He then rolled me over on to my back and entered me hard.  Throwing my legs over his shoulders and placing his hands on my throat as he pressed harder this time.  I was repeating YES!  More!!  and he let go of my throat to fuck me harder. 

He did not come the second time and ended up flopping on me, telling me that I was too much for him.  I know I am but he has such potential.  I will continue to see where I can take him though.  Who knows,  I may be able to get rougher sex out of him!

We ended the night with him walking me to my car and made out a bit more.  I asked what did he enjoy the most and he said the blow job.  Of course.  He asked what  I enjoyed the most and I said the dog. LOL  

He has a great sense of humor though, so that’s one thing we have in common.  And who cares, I do feel a bit like I am slumming but he is sweet, kind and making a decent living on his own.  I am very impressed with that and I genuinely like him, he is adorable.

Single women

Well this posting is a bit different today.  I have a fellow in a Open Relationship or poly lifestyle in need of some advise on Single Women.   Here’s his dilemma:

Glad to see that you and your hubby are proudly in an open relationship. My women and I have also been doing that for a while; although we call it poly (sure you’re acquainted with the term). I think there are a lot more people who are in one or wish they where in an open relationship, but do not speak up about it. The world would probably be a better world if they did.
So after reading your profile I see you had some trouble dealing with married men who don’t understand what an open relationship is about, sorry you that you’ve had those situations.
I have had similar troubles like that, but it has been with single women. To sum up a few long stories, I have gotten involved with single women, who know full well that I am in a poly relationship. I’m up front about everything. I’m not here to lie or deceit people just to get laid, I really do want genuinely close relationships. So the dating or seeing (whatever you want to call it) processes goes good for a while, then one day they tell me they can be involved with me anymore because I’m with someone else. I get the I’m a great guy speech and they really wish things could be different and all that type of stuff. In fact I would much rather they tell me I’m a jerk or something that I could understand. So I’m left standing there thinking WTF why would you get involved with me in the first place if you knew you couldn’t handle this type or relationship.
I would really appreciate your thoughts about that you seem to on my side of the fence with that with situations like that. Well, those experiences have led me to stay away from single women.

So this poor joe wants to have fun-loving relationships with Single females but they just can’t handle things being noncommittal perhaps? 

I’d love to hear your take on this.

Open Marriage

How exciting to find out that your spouse is game to opening up your marriage to experience life to the fullest extent?

Its exhilarating.. thats what it is.

How did we get here? Mmm.. well, that would be my fault.  I had a purely sexual affair that went on for 8 years. My lover and I spent fleeting moments together giving each other gratification.  No personal information needed.  Just Sex.  And for this long period of time, it was like a honeymoon.  Every meeting was hot and hard core.

But after such a long time, my love for my husband grew and I felt enormous amounts of guilt as to what was going on.   I fantasized telling him years in the future, where we were old and grey in a nursing home.  I’d reach over to him in his bed and tell him my dark secret.  In my fantasy, I am dogging his bed pan and watching my love despise me for the rest of my days.

Not a pretty picture, but in this society, are we not breed to believe that cheating on your spouse a huge NO NO?  Heck yeah. Is it right, to cheat, well no and yes.  Everyone’s situation is different.  If you find you cannot live without that person, cheating may well be the answer.  You deal with your own personal demons but this is your life.  Now if you add children, my god things got all sorts of complicated.  Again, making do with what you have to make it all better.

So in my situation, I cheated.  I needed the extra attention I was not getting at the time.  I was addicted to it and did not want to give it up. Not for a minute.  I know if I did not cheat, my life would be horribly lonely. Feeling fat, unattractive, undesirable by the man I married was a horrible painful thing to feel.  Yet thats were I was.. and then he walked into my life.  Quite by accident.. showering me with the attention.. the words I needed to hear.. the sexual desire he exposed to me.  My god, I was alive again.

So I fucked him for all of those reasons.  Do I regret it. Never. Not for a minute.   So there was my dilemma, two men I could not give up and my guilt of lying to my husband.

Letting him know was not as hard as I thought it would be.  See.. I kept an online diary of my sexual escapades with my lover.  Riddles with guilt and fantastic sex.    Hubby found out about the diary, read it and had the initial response of outrage.  My response was to lie further and cover it up by stating it was all made up! Fantasy.. and he bought it.. for a few days.  But reading more of my diary, he came to figure out whom my lover was and that it was sooo not made up!

He met me in the kitchen and handed me a book.  I looked at the title Ethical Slut, and was immediately appalled at what he was insinuating.  It took me two days to pick that book up and start reading it.  Half way thru the book I realized he was telling me he was ok with what I was doing.  His anger was based on my lying to him.  I swore from that day forward never to lie to him again.  And I incorporated that with everyone else.  No more lies.  And boy does that help things along nicely!!

So.. begins our journey.. in our open marriage.  Follow along because its quite entertaining!

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