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Posted:Feb 25, 2016 10:20 am
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Taking her invite literally, he puts his hand on her knee and slowly slides it up her leg, pulling her skirt up as he moves, until he finds what he was looking for, his gift to her. His fingers reach the lace fringe and they move farther up to find the pearls that he knows are there.
Pushing between the pearls he finds his second gift to her. One finger, then two, glide between her lips as he checks her new toy.
Not wanting to completely distract her, at least not yet, he leans in to kiss her on the lips as he slips his fingers out of her, and his hand back out from under her skirt. Like what you found she asks him with a throaty laugh. Moving his fingers up to his mouth, he smiles and licks one and offers her the other. She can smell herself on him as she slides his finger into her mouth and gently sucks on it, tasting how sweet she is. Just then their food arrives and they turn most, but not all, of their attention to eating and talking. Lots of mutual touching and teasing continue as they make their way through supper. As they finish their meals, the waitress comes over to collect their plates and asks if they would like dessert. No thank you he responds, we have other plans for dessert. The waitress laughs as she says she will get them their bill then, together or separate checks? One bill please he says. As he turns to her, he smiles at her blushing face. You like doing that, don’t you she whispers. Making you blush? Definitely! Making you wet? Even more!
The waitress returns with the bill and he pays it, adding a generous tip. The waitress thanks them and with a wink and a smile tells them to enjoy their dessert. Oh, we will they both say. He slides out of the booth and then turns to offer her his hand as she follows him. He pauses to help her put her jacket on, taking the opportunity to run his hand across her ass, admiring the curve of it. Together, they walk out of the restaurant and into the parking lot. What’s next she asks? Well, we may be a while so why don’t you follow me so we don’t leave a car here. I would hate to come back to find one of our cars broken into. Sounds good to me, lead on.
And he does …….
To be continued
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Posted:Feb 18, 2016 7:43 pm
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would be their third meeting. After endless chats, texts, flirts, they had finally met face to face. The energy was there, they conversed easily, even easier than they had online, and they made each other laugh. They both knew nothing was going to happen the first time, beyond putting a face and in-person personality to each other. It is one thing to chat online but meeting in person allows you to see reactions, emotions, and other reactions, seeing if the person that intrigued us online carries over in the flesh. In this case it had for both. Their second meeting was unfortunately quite short as he was only in town for a few hours, but they made good use of the time, talking, teasing, and flirting, and agreeing that the next time they met would be longer, less rushed, and open to other things she said with a wink.
They met for supper, around 5:30 at an Italian restaurant that he had recommended. The atmosphere was intimate, enough lighting that you could read the menu, but low enough that it lent an air of intimacy to the surroundings. They met in the parking lot, with him walking over to her car and giving her a hug and a kiss once she got out of her vehicle. They walked into the restaurant together, with him holding the door for her, partly to be a gentleman and partly to enjoy watching her walk through it. A woman’s curves should be admired after all. He had made a reservation so they didn’t have to wait so they were seated immediately. He took her coat as they got to their booth, and he complimented her on her dress, a little black number that showed off her curves wonderfully. He takes off his coat and puts both across the seat and he slides in opposite her. She asks if he would like to sit beside her, but he replies that for now he would like to sit across from her so he can enjoy looking at her.
The waitress arrives and they order drinks and make small talk as they peruse the menu. After a few minutes they each decide on what they would like to have, and the waitress arrives soon after and takes their order. Free of any other distractions they focus on each other, taking turns asking and answering questions, flirting with each other, each trying to make the other one blush. After ten minutes or so, with the conversation getting sexier and sexier by the minute, he asks her if she would do something for him. With a throaty chuckle she comes back with, that depends what it was. With that, he reaches for his coat and takes a small little gift bag out of it. Looking her in the eyes, he tells her that he went shopping for her today. The smile on her face and the gleam in her eyes tells him that he has her complete attention now. The way she leans forward lets him know that she wants to hear more. He hands her the bag and tells her to take it to the bathroom with her. She can decide what to do from there. No peeking in the bag until you get there he says with a grin.
She turns to look for the bathrooms and with a sexy smile she gets up and walks towards the bathroom. He watches her go, the swing of her hips seems a little more exaggerated, which he thinks is entirely on purpose. Almost there she turns to look at him and gives him a wink and a laugh. While she is gone, he takes the time to move her drink and place setting across the table so she will now be sitting beside him, on the inside seat of their booth, and he moves their coats over to the other side of the table.
Five minutes or so later she is walking towards him. He searches her face and is quite pleased with what he sees. She has a very playful smile on her face and she has a bounce in her step. As she gets to the booth he stands up and she notices that he has moved things around. Without a word, she slides in to her new seat and he slides in beside her. As he sits, he turns to her and asks her if she liked what he bought for her. In response she hands him the gift bag and smiles. As he looks inside he sees that it is empty. Looking up into her eyes, she thanks him for thinking of her, she loves both gifts, and he is a deliciously naughty man. Turning into her, he leans in and whispers, I bet they look great on you, and feel even better. Maybe you should see for yourself she answers.
Tune in next time to see what he bought for her and where their evening takes them.
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Part Five
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Posted:Feb 14, 2016 5:26 pm
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and her body tenses up as she comes to the realization that there is another man in the room. How long has he been there? Is it someone she knows or a stranger? No, he wouldn’t bring a stranger into this, so who is it? Are there any other men in the room? Who has been touching her? All this runs through her head in a flash. But before she has time to react any further, his voice is in her ear, telling her this night is all about her, and that having another man’s hands on her has been one of her fantasies, and his as well. It is someone she knows, and has flirted with, but, if she is a good girl, she will get to find out who he is later. Hearing that, she relaxes, trusting in him, knowing he would never do anything to violate that trust.
Without realizing it, her head had come up off of the table, but trusting him, she lays back down to enjoy what is to come. Hands move to undo her bra, but whose hands? She finds the unknown very arousing and being blindfolded has heightened her other senses, so any touch is magnified. The hands that undo her bra also slide it out from under her so she is now completely naked on the table, under the eyes, and hands, of two, of more men. Now that her hands are restrained, the urge to touch herself is stronger than ever.
One set of hands start massaging her feet and legs while the other man starts on her arms. Instead of trying to figure out who is her husband, she just enjoys the sensation of two men touching her. One man works his way up her left side and the other one down her right side. Neither is in a rush but at the same time, neither is lingering in any one area. They work in silence, with the only sounds are the sighs, gasps, and little noises of pleasure that escape from her. Neither man knows which of them has elicited each little noise, and neither of them cares. This evening is all about her. Eventually each has gone all the way up or down her body and they reverse course, working a little faster this time. Her muscles feel completely relaxed, and absolutely excited and tingling at the same time.
As the men’s hands meet in the middle, she feels one set of hands running across her pussy, then the other set. Or is it one man’s hand, then another, but by this point she doesn’t care. She lets her body take over and she rides the wave. They brush across her clit, sometimes pausing to swirl or rub, then one, then the other, take turns sliding one, then two, fingers inside her, confirming for them how wet she already knew she was. One set of lips engulf one nipple and start to lick, suck, and tease, to be followed by another mouth on the other, doing the same. By now, both men’s bodies are pressed up against the table, and by moving her hands just a little, she can just brush against each of them. Feeling her touch, both men lean in a bit more, allowing her to feel a little more. She quickly realizes that each man is not wearing pants, just underwear, and their bulges bear witness to how much they are enjoying the experience too.
As she starts to wiggle in yearning, someone’s hand starts to play with her pussy, sliding in and out of her, increasing their tempo in time with her wiggling. As her pleasure builds, another hand resumes playing with her clit, rubbing and teasing it in ever increasing strokes. As her body takes over, her hands slide under their underwear to grab onto their cocks. A part of her is conscious of how wet the tips of them are, and how hard they are, which only pushes her over the edge that much faster. The little range of motion available to her hands limits her movement but the men don’t seem to mind as they are focused on her. Quicker than she thought possible, her pussy clenches onto the fingers inside of her and she cums, seemingly in wave after wave as her body completely dominates her mind.
Collapsing back onto the table, her mind slowly returns to reality. As her breathing starts to return to normal, she hears his voice next to her asking her if she enjoyed her Valentine’s Day gift. I think we all know the answer to that she replies. Assuming she is free to talk now, she asks him who the other man is and to untie her so she can she for herself. He laughs as he tells her, sorry beautiful, you broke the rules when you moved your hands. I guess you’ll just have to wait until the next time to find that out. With that, he thanks his friend for helping make her fantasy come true and she hears footsteps leave the room and the door shutting. Are you going to untie me know? In a few minutes, I want to give him time to get dressed and leave. I know how you think he says. If I let you up now, you’ll look out the window to see who is leaving. She laughs as he is right so she settles back to enjoy the afterglow of her orgasms. Five minutes later, she hears a car drive away and he moves to untie her hands. Once her hands are free, she removes her blindfold and looks him in the eye. Sitting up, she pulls him towards her and kisses him deeply. Thank you for a wonderful Valentine gift you sexy man. Running through her mind are three things: I love his creative mind, what can I do for him on his birthday, and who was the other man. The latter will have to wait til next time but the second one has many possibilities ……… yes, many sexy possibilities ………. I wonder which one of my girlfriends would be agreeable ………..
Happy Valentines Day everyone
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Posted:Feb 11, 2016 7:29 pm
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As she rolls over, he puts one hand under her head so he can put the pillow back under her head. Blindfold still securely in place, she settles back for more. Her body is tingling all over already, but she knows there is more to come, and hopefully cum. She wiggles to get comfortable and wonders where he will start. Will it be her feet, her head, or maybe in the middle, although she has a feeling he might be leaving that til last. He does like to tease and please and tease some more. She can sense him walking around her, stopping for a second, and then continuing. What is he doing, besides teasing me, runs through her head.
Finally he touches her feet and lightly traces his fingers up her legs, along her inner thighs, parting as they near her pussy, lightly brushing her lips, across her stomach, splitting again to circle her breasts, and coming back together to cup her face, and he kisses her on the lips. She moves to bring her hands up to his face and he tells her to put her hands down. He reminds her that she can’t move or touch anything until she is given permission to. Do I have to tie your hands down, he asks. She shivers at the thought of it as they had experimented with light bondage in the past, and it was a real turn-on for both of them. She can feel his breath on her face as he kisses her again and asks her if she is enjoying her present so far. Her wordless sigh of pleasure is all the response she gives.
He starts to gently massage her head, running his fingers through her hair, down to her neck, and around her face, lightly working her temples, and then down to her shoulders. Before her puts her to sleep, he moves to her arms, one at a time, and then to her chest, taking care to avoid her breasts. He teases all around them, and then moves down to her stomach, tracing small circles across it, each circle getting lower and lower, getting nearer and nearer to where she wanted his hands, and much more to be. He runs his hands along her sides, across her stomach and then down to her legs. The little whimper that she lets out lets him know what she wants, but he’s not ready to give her what she wants, not yet. At her whimper, he walks back up to her head, leans in and tells her with a smile that good things come to those that wait. At that she wiggles and smiles back. He moves back down the table.
His hands now start massaging her lower legs, taking his time on each one, working her muscles, making sure no spot is missed, and then slowly, almost painfully slow, past her knees and to her thighs. He focusses on the outer part of her leg, only occasionally letting a hand stray along her inner thigh, just enough to tease. Finally his hands move to work her inner thighs and as they get closer and closer to where she wants them, her bum raises ever so slightly off of the table.
His hands stop their movement and then she feels a kiss on her stomach, which causes her bum to come up even more. Another kiss a little lower and she starts to moan. Lower again and her bum drops to the table and she moves her hands to his head in an attempt to force his head even lower. His head comes up and he tells her that she broke the rules again …..hmmmm, what should I do he wonders out loud. He stands up from the table and takes one of her hands, pulling it back down to her side. She then feels a soft cloth being tied around her wrist. Can’t have you breaking the rules he says. Before she can respond she feels another set of hands taking her other hand and doing the same on the other side.
Her mind is racing …….
Until tomorrow
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Posted:Feb 9, 2016 1:01 pm
Last Updated:Feb 13, 2020 12:09 pm
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her eyes covered, she had to rely on her other senses, so she was able to hear the click of the door as he turned the knob to enter. The sound of the door opening was like a quick intake of breath, almost identical to the one she let escape at the same time. She could tell that he was barefoot by his footsteps as he walked up to her and took her by her hand. He slid a hand around her waist and proceeded to guide her out of the bathroom. With one hand on her hip and the other in her hand, he led her into their bedroom, but they didn’t stop there. Out into the hallway he led her, their bare feet echoing off of the hardwood floor, a left turn which could be leading anywhere, maybe fifteen to twenty steps and pressure from his hands prompted her to stop. She could sense him sliding past her, letting one hand trail over her ass and across her stomach as he did so. The sound of another door opening and him moving back behind her, to resume guiding her.
Into the room they went, she was pretty sure it was a spare bedroom but she could not be positive. A few more steps and they stopped again. Pressure on one shoulder and the opposite hip told her that he wanted her to turn around, and she did. Then slight pressure on both hips moved her backwards for not even half a step before she felt something bump up against her bum. Her hands automatically moved back to the obstruction as he moved his hands around her waist to steady her. As she put her hands on what was behind her she found that it was quite warm and felt like a blanket, but solid. His hands moved up to her shoulders and he slid her bathrobe off of her. She could feel it bunch at her feet as he slid his hands down her body, bending down to pick it up. She could feel his breath on her as he came back up and leaned in to whisper in her ear, I want you to sit up on what is behind you, and don’t worry, I won’t let you fall. His hands moved back to her waist and he helped her hop up on the object behind her. As she sat on it, she found that it was not her imagination, it was quite comfortably warm, almost like an electric blanket, except they didn’t own one, that she know of. His hands moved down to her legs and with pressure on them, she could tell he wanted her to swing them onto the surface she was on, and she did. His hands moved up her body, slowly, up to her shoulders again, with one moving to her back. Pressure once again let her know she should lay down. Trusting him, she slowly let herself lay flat, and she found she was on some sort of padded table that was heated. They had talked about buying a massage table but it had not gotten past the talk about it stage. It did feel very nice, comfortable and heated to just the right temperature that she did not feel the least bit chilly. There was even an attachment and pillow for her head to rest on.
Laying flat on the table, the anticipation of what was to come was making her wet. As she moved her hand to touch herself, she felt his hand on the arm, stopping her motion and returning the arm to where it was. You have to lay there and not touch anything until I give you permission to, do you understand? Yes you whisper in response. She can feel him moving around her head and to her other side, pausing for a few seconds and then moving next to her. Roll over on your stomach he tells her, and she does. As she rolls over, he removes her head pillow so her face can sit comfortably in the headrest. She can feel him standing right next to her head and then his hands start massaging her shoulders, neck and back, using the massage oil he bought her this past Christmas. His fingers know all the spots that she loves. He takes his time, working the oil into her body, taking the time to go down her arms, down to the tips of her fingers, never lingering too long in any one area.
From her upper back, he moves to the small of her back, working that spot just above her ass that he know never fails to make her wiggle. Running his hands up her spine, then lightly down her sides is almost like torture sometimes, but an exquisite, pleasurable torture. He slowly slides her panties down over her ass so he can massage her bum, which is her favourite massage spot. He could touch her ass all day and it wouldn’t be enough! His fingers move all around her pussy and asshole, but aside from an occasional brush they continue to tease and tempt while kneading her ass. His hand slides under her hips for a second and makes her raises them for a second, and as they do, he slides her panties down her legs and then completely off. The next thing she feels is a light kiss on her ass which causes a low moan to escape her lips. Her legs now receive his attention as he continues working his way down her body, massaging, stroking, teasing, and exciting her. He would run his hands up her legs, coming closer and closer to her already wet pussy, but he would always stop just short of her lips, sometimes letting his hands part just before and slide by on either side of her. He worked her feet, kneading each foot, each toe in turn, and although she was usually quite ticklish down there, her heightened arousal would only let her focus on that, and not the tickling.
Time to roll over he says to her......
And time to stop for today. Tune in tomorrow for part four
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Posted:Feb 8, 2016 11:33 am
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what seemed like 30 minutes, but was probably more like 10, he walks into the bathroom with 4 boxes in his hands. One box was quite large while the other 3 were small. As she started to ask him a question he put one finger to his mouth in a shhhhh motion, and handed her an envelope that had been sitting on top of the boxes. With that, he put the boxes on the counter and slowly backed out of the room, shutting the door behind him.
As she looked at the envelope in her hands, she could see OPEN THIS FIRST was written on it so she tore it open to see what was in store for her. In it was a note wishing her a Happy Valentine’s Day and providing instructions for what she should do next. You will find numbers on the bottom of each box and you must open each box in order, 1 through 4, and follow the instructions contained in each box the note read. Curiosity building, she quickly turned each box over to find #1, which turned out to be one of the small boxes. Before opening it, she laid the other boxes out in order, small, small, large, and finally small. Fighting her urge to go right to #4, she opened box #1. Within there was tissue paper, which she fished around in, finding 2 small boxes but no instructions. Knowing his fondest for fun and games, she looked a little closer and found the instruction written on a piece of paper taped to the inside of the box lid.
This note started off by asking her how long it took her to find this and she couldn’t help but laugh as she read it. He knew her so well. Open these two tokens of my love for you and wear them knowing that they will draw men’s eyes to you whenever you wear them. After all, shouldn’t a beautiful woman be admired? Inside the first little box was a set of crystal earrings that she had recently been admiring. He certainly pays attention she thought as she put them on with a smile. The second box was also jewelry, a diamond ankle bracelet. She knew how much he loved her legs, and he enjoyed the admiring glances she received when they were out in public. After putting it on, she wished she was in their bedroom so she could look at it in their full length mirror. Oh well, that would have to wait until later.
Box number two contained a red bra and panty set. The note read, the jewelry were tokens that others can see, these are tokens that only a select few will get to see. The bra clasped in the front and was a match for a few that she already owned. Someone had been snooping in her lingerie drawer! The matching panties were lace, with a split crotch and a row of pearls running between the split. She knew he loved it when she went commando or wore crotchless panties, as did she, but this was her first pair like this. Sliding them up her legs and over her ass, feeling the pearls against her, made her wiggle around a bit. She liked the way they made her feel.
Box three was the large box. She thought it would be a dress, but when she opened it it was something to wear, but it wasn’t a dress. It was a red silk kimono bathrobe. Taking it out of the box, she saw that it was full length and flowed over her body as she put it on. The note attached to it read, I love the feel of silk, especially when you are wearing it. As she moved to the fourth and final box, the sensation of silk against her skin dmade her go mmmmm in pleasure. Would the last box be something else to wear and would it be red to match what she was wearing? Before she opened the last box, she took a second to appreciate the effort he can gone through in planning this. She would definitely have to show him how much this meant to her.
Opening the last small box, the note was sitting on top of the tissue paper. Once you put this last piece on you may not talk unless asked a question. Just before you put it on, knock on the bathroom door to let me know you are ready, and I will be in 30 seconds later to get you
Underneath the tissue paper was a black blindfold. Trying it on, she found that it blocked out all light. What did he have in mind? Only one way to find out she thought. She moved over to the bathroom door that opened to their bedroom, firmly knocked on it a few times, moved over to the counter to lean against it and slid the blindfold over her eyes. Her heart started to beat faster and faster as she waited for the door to open.
To be continued tomorrow
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Posted:Feb 7, 2016 1:39 pm
Last Updated:Feb 7, 2020 7:10 pm
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told her he had something special planned for Valentine’s Day but no matter how much she tried to find out what it was, he wouldn’t give her any other clues. She tried all her usual tricks and strategies on him, to no avail. So as the day approached she kept her eyes and ears open but he let nothing slip.
The morning of the 14th started off with breakfast in bed and her favourite flowers, lilies, in a vase beside the bed. Relaxing in bed, sharing breakfast, she leaned in and asked him if this was her surprise. No, he whispered back, that comes later.
After breakfast they showered together to conserve water they always joked. Then it was out for an afternoon of skiing and fresh air. He always said he admired her form on the slopes and she knew there was a double meaning behind that and it never failed to make her smile.
With the skiing behind them, it was off to their favourite restaurant for supper. A nice wine and her favourite dish, great company, and excellent service made the whole experience wonderful. It did get her wondering what he was going to do to cap off the day though, but he still wouldn’t give her even one little hint. On the drive home after supper he had that knowing little smile on his face that she had seen so much. She knew she would enjoy what was to come and settled back into her seat and just enjoyed her day and who she was with.
They pulled into the driveway, got out of the car, walked into the house, and went upstairs to shower, enjoying each other’s bodies as the water played over them. I need to do something he said, so take your time but you can’t come out of the bathroom until I come to get you. I shouldn’t be too long. Her smile and nod was all the response he needed. As she enjoyed a few more minutes in the shower, her thoughts drifted elsewhere, as did her hands.
To be continued tomorrow …..
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Posted:Feb 5, 2016 5:08 pm
Last Updated:Feb 24, 2016 3:02 pm
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nice when you can stimulate someone's mind
as that can lead to
because a deep connection is wonderfully erotic
Sometimes all it takes are words
and sometimes it is images
but whatever it is, it's nice when they take the time to make you ........ think 
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Posted:Feb 3, 2016 4:39 pm
Last Updated:Apr 5, 2016 5:12 pm
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blogger friend of mine asked her followers who blog to list the top ten words that show up in their blog, which I thought was a
And I have to admit, one of the words that popped up surprised me
By now you're thinking, where's the frackin' list you annoying wabbit ..... so here it is
1.love(43)
2.weekend(25)
3.head(14)
4.shopping(12)
5.party(11)
6.curves(11)
7.tease(9)
8.wear(9)
9.blogs(9)
10.trip(9)
It was #3 that surprised me ........ until I thought about it
Get your mind out of the gutter people
And while I must. I absofuckinlutely love [that makes 44 now] the idea of
it was not the subject of all the occurrances of head [now 15]
but my frequent references of the wonderful work of art that is a woman's body
and massage
If you blog, have a look at your top ten words and see what the results are. If you want to check her blog out it's -
An Ethical Slut Named Missy by ethicalslutMissy
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Posted:Jan 30, 2016 4:46 pm
Last Updated:Feb 2, 2016 7:06 pm
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has a way of popping up in funny places. You come across a TV commercial that makes you laugh and then all of a sudden you identify with that person/event from something that has happened to you in your life.
Going out with friends and acting goofy
Learning how to drive
Having second thoughts
Regretting the choices we have made
It seemed like a good idea at the time!
I did what last night!!??
A wonderful night to remember
and waking up with a smile
Makes you want to go MMMMMMMMMMMMMM ...... or mmm&mmm
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Posted:Jan 26, 2016 5:48 pm
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warming ......... hmmmm........ well it was 6C [42F] here today when it is usually -20C and they are calling for unseasonably warm temperatures for the rest of the week.
Mind you we still have snow on the ground so we aren't like these folks
but I do think I know the reason for the heat wave.
All the hot and sexy women here in Canada and the USA.
And I wouldn't want it any other way.
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Posted:Jan 25, 2016 6:54 pm
Last Updated:Mar 12, 2017 5:26 am
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was fun. Nice to reconnect with friends and catch up on things, do a little dancing, flirt a little and then flirt some more......
past that,
One thing about getting older, at least for me, compliments become easier to give, without agenda. If you see a sexy woman, you tell her she is sexy. If you like her hair, you tell her.
Don't keep it inside, but do keep it respectful
unless she whispers in your ear 'when are you going to stop being a gentleman."
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Posted:Jan 22, 2016 5:05 pm
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party this weekend in the city. Hoping to have 80-100 people at it tomorrow night. Should be a good time.
Have you ever attended an "adult" party?
If not, would you consider it?
What intrigues you about it?
What would keep you away?
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