Another weekend approaches

Normal life weekend though. Off to a wedding of an old school friend (ahhh) and will be raising a glass to the happy couple!

Anne-Claire watch

My favourite frog is off this week visiting friends in the Alps. Ahh the fresh mountain air!

Dreaming....

I got the call late in the afternoon. “Hi”, he said, “I know it’s late, but can you come over and talk me through the brief. I want to be prepared for the meeting tomorrow”

So 20 minutes later I find myself stepping out of a cab outside the Georgian Terrace that housed he clients office. As I waited in reception a steady stream of employees passed me as they left the building for the day, it was getting dark outside and by the time he came down to pick me up there was an strange silence about the office.

Furnished with coffee and with his office door shut we talked through the presentation and likely questions. He suggested a few changes so I perched on the edge of his desk as he reviewed the slides on screen. My navy skirt rose up my long tanned legs as I crossed them and I caught him taking a look as he typed.

As I leaned in to look over his shoulder, I could feel the heat of his body we both concentrated on the screen. At one point he turned to talk to me and I notice him catch a look down the front of my blouse. Staring at my pert breasts encased in their lacy bra for a few seconds before making eye contact. I raised my eyebrows a little so he knew that I noticed, but did not say anything, I was kind of flattered I guess.

'Thank god', I said when we reached the last slide. 'I'm glad that's finished. Can you email it back to me?'.

“Sure”, he said and fired up Outlook. I looked around. We were the last people in the office. Even the cleaners had been and gone.

As he reached for the mouse to click compose his hand touched my leg. It felt like a bolt of electricity had shot through my body. His presence so close to me was beginning to get to me. As I regained my composure I felt him move a bit closer. This time, more deliberately, he touched my leg. I responded by moving my leg against his hand and leaning in close, pretending to read the mail he was writing, brushing his ear with my hair and virtually putting my head on his shoulder, my breath playing against his neck.

He turned to look at me, and I am sure he could sense the lust in my eyes. Without a wrd said he rested his hand on my knee. I responded by separated my legs slightly. It was the signal he was waiting for and things began to move quick.

He slowly ran my hand up my leg, under the material of her skirt, until he reached the heat of my naked pussy against his fingers. I moaned slightly as he pressed his fingers against my pussy and, realising that I was wearing no panties, he began to finger me, slipping a digit into my soaking pussy as I opened my legs some more. He rolled his chair back a little and turned to face me as I sat on the edge of his desk. I Stared straight into his bright blue eyes and put my feet on the arms of his chair, pulling up my skirt and exposing my naked pussy to him, giving him a close up view of my long tanned legs to my pussy, shaven apart from a tuft of blonde hair at the top of my pink slit.

He leant forward and began to kiss up my legs. I shuffled forward a little, hitching my skirt up some more and as he kissed the top of my thigh and reached out to pull his head towards me with one hand whilst holding my pussy open with the other.He leant forward and licked the length of my slit slowly before flicking his tongue across my clit.

'Mmm' I moaned as he began to eat my pussy. As he sent shivers of delight through my body with his tongue I unbuttoned my blouse, opening it to reveal my lace covered tits.
He moved is mouth slowly away from my pussy and, as he kissed up my flat stomach, he reached behind me to undo my bra. The white lace fell away to reveal my pert breasts, soft mounds each peaked with a erect brown nipple. With his hand cupped over one breast he took the other nipple in his mouth, rolling it around with his tongue. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face up to mine and as we kissed passionately I helped him get undressed, first undoing his belt and unzipping his fly, easing his throbbing, rock hard dick into my hand. As I stroked it he stripped completely before grabbing me around the waste and pulling me towards him. I lay back on the desk with my legs spread wide as he positioned his dick at the entrance to my hot pussy. Looking me strait in the eye he pushed forward, easing his length into me. He fucked me slowly at first then built the rhythm as I began to pant.

As he thrust his cock into me, forcing it deeper and deeper with each stroke, I began to finger my clit, sending shock waves of pleasure coursing through my veins. Finally I gasped and arched my back as an orgasm ripped through my body. As she came his balls began to tighten and I felt his dick swell inside me. I grabbed his buttocks and pulling him into me as he came, filling my pussy with his hot cum.

“Think I am going to enjoy working on this account”, I thought as his still erect cock twitched in my pussy.

Sunny days…

.. always make things better.

Had a great night last night. I love flouncing around in a posh frock
in expensive hotels. He was good company and we had a great
conversation about life the universe and everything over champagne in
the bar and a fantastic meal. After coffee and brandy headed up to his
v nice suite and got down to business. He was kind and considerate as
a lover and I made sure he had a good time. Spent the night with him &
shared a shower together this morning before I (walked!!) to (proper)
work. So there you go, great evening in a posh hotel & I am the one
getting paid! Trust me – with £250 in my pocket it was a good job the
Bond Street shops were closed as I walked past!!

To top that the boss man is now all smiles, our big pitch (to the
hunky client) called ME (yes Mr boss man, he called me, little old me,
not the Account Director, or you, but ME! ME!) and re-booked for
Monday.

To quote Danny Baker (RIP), who in turn was miss quoting Browning, The
sun is in the sky, the lark is on the wing, god is in heaven and all
is right with the world. (http://www.potw.org/archive/potw48.html)

Keep focussed!

http://www.audi.co.uk/newcars/model.jsp?section=/models/tt/roadster

Bit of a panic..

..why the fuck did I agree, I must be mad!

Oh my god!

What have I agreed to?

Here goes...

Call made! Life can change quickly sometimes.

Meeting my first punt in 4 years 9pm tonight in his (v. Nice) hotel
bar. The expensive location bodes well. Just enough time to pack up
here, get home, get washed and changed and head out to meet him.

The Secret Secret Life

I was a prostitute. There you go – I started that sentence about 30
times in the past few minutes and kept hitting delete.

Straight out with it, best way!

So here is the story. When I was a student I sometimes exchanged sex
for money. Never had a problem with that – I would have probably
fucked most of them anyway. Never hung around street corners or
anything, I just signed up with an escort agency and that was that.
The agency got most of the money from the official engagement & I got
the extras. Fairly lucrative but pretty risky from a safety point of
view so, although I never had any problems, I only did it when I had
no other option. Carried on for a little while after Uni but now I
have a proper job I only fuck for pleasure.

So why do I bring this up? Well just had a call from the Agency! One
of my old punters is back in town and "desperate" to meet me again!

What a dilemma, do I meet him?

From what I can remember he was a nice enough guy – an expat Brit
living in Saudi I think. Would be an easy few quid, and would be
another step towards that Audi TT.

I could pretend I am really torn by the decision but, truth is, I will
probably take the money! It's been a shit week so far and the way the
boss scowls at me every time he sees me I think I will be out of work
pretty soon.
So here goes….

Girls - off with your nickers!!

Going commando is just so liberating sometimes. Particularyly when you descreetly flash someone you fancy!!

By the way – the weekend was great!

So busy whinging I forgot to post news of the BIG weekend.
As ever Nick & Debbie were fantastic hosts (thank you guys!) and made
me feel very welcome. I arrived mid afternoon so we had some time
together before we had to head off to the party. Debbie had me in
stitches with a story about a couple they met a few weeks ago. The
woman was overly enthusiastic, moaning, screaming and ripping at them
with fingernails. She made so much noise that the people in the room
next to them (they met in a hotel) banged on the wall. In the end they
were both too scared to go near her! Meanwhile her husband was so busy
apologising for her that he could barely get it up. Debbie's nicknames
for the couple? Lassie & Shep!!!
Anyway, we headed off to the party and were greeted by our hosts. They
had arranged some games to get things warmed up, my favourite was the
game of Kinky Mr & Mrs – I managed to get more questions right about
Nick than Debbie did! Debbie & I were amongst the first to get the
action going and soon we had everyone joining in. I spent a lot of
time with a very well hung black guy and his wife. She really got off
on me licking her as he fucked her and I was rewarded with a dose of
his big dick in my pussy. I was the only single so I was much in
demand as 'spare pussy' for couples and spent much of my time being
licked by wives or their husbands as they fucked. I love this as I get
to watch some good old fucking while getting to cum loads!
The hostess was big into cum and wanted to get as much down her throat
as she could. As a surprise I got some of the guys to cum in a glass
and we presented it to her as a 'prize' that she drank down with
relish!
By 12.30 Debbie and I were both worn out so we dragged Nick away and
headed for home. Had a nice cuddle and a little 'afters' with them
before we all fell asleep in their (v.cumfy) king sized bed. Woke up
in the morning to find Nick and Debbie enjoying a 69 so joined in and
worked up and appetite for breakfast.
Spent the afternoon lazing in their garden enjoying the late summer
sun before heading home to get ready for the week.

David to the rescue...

I promise not to whinge, but the last few days have been shit!! Woke up in
the middle of Monday night convinced someone was trying to break in. Lay in
bed, getting increasingly skitty for a couple of hours before resorting to a
�natural� sleeping tablet. That did the job, but a bit to well and I woke up
late feeling shit. Hairdryer packed up on me so nearly froze to death
walking to the tube with wet hair. THEN the pitch on Friday calls to cancel
and the boss blames ME for not calling to reconfirm! End up bursting into
tears and spending best part of 30 mins in the loo trying to get rid of red
eyes. Just when I thought it could not get any worse my new coat got caught
in the tube door and now has a less than fetching grease stain down the back
of it.

By the time I get home I in a heck of a state.

Two large glasses of chardonnay later I am on the phone to David sobbing
like a baby.

I LOVE DAVID! You need people like him in your life, the love jumped on a
bus and hauled his butt all the way from New Cross to give me a hug!!

David is kind, gentle, considerate, charming and � of course � gay!

Well at least he claims he is. Technically he must be Bi as he sleeps with
me, but he claims this doesn�t count as he never sleeps with any other
women, and I sleep with girls, so if I am gay, and he is gay, when we sleep
together it is a gay relationship!!

He also claims that, as I am a woman, on the rare occasions we sleep
together he is not being unfaithful to his partner.

Don�t you love that! How could you not love a man who can calmly display
that level of hypocrisy without blinking!!

Anyway, we drank to much chardonnay, laughed a lot, talked a lot, and end up
in bed.
David is a great lover, particularly when you are feeling low, as he is so
tender. We fucked for hours and, when he finally came (in my arse � he
claims he cannot get off just fucking pussy!!) we both burst into tears for
no apparent reason.

Lay in bed for hours talking before getting a couple of hours sleep. Feel
dog tired this morning but at least I haven�t blubbed in the office yet!

Quiet night tonight…

… the NORMAL LIFE crowd are off out but I blew them out in favour of a
night in to ecover from the week and prepare for the weekend - i.e. do
my hair, paint my nails, exfoliate, and wax. Have told NORMAL LIFE I
am off to stay with an old friend. Kind of true I guess!! I am staying
with a couple of swinger friends - Debbie & Nick - who have arranged a
little party (read orgy!)

I love orgies - if they are well arranged. This one is a regular
fixture for a group of swingers in Milton Keynes (you see – something
exiting does happen there!). I got into it via Debbie & Nick. They
swing quite a lot within the group but there is a big gathering every
3 or 4 months for those in the circle that like group action. It is a
well organised, civilised event with good people who respect me for
what I am. Sometimes the 'single woman' is looked down on or even
treated badly. Strangely, given most swingers get off watching their
partners fucking other people, there can be some jealousy,
particularly form the women I'm afraid to admit. None of that with
this group though.

Debbie and Nick are lovely. They are a good looking couple in their
late thirties and great fun to be with, even with your clothes on! Met
them via swinging heaven (www.swingingheaven.co.uk) and we got on like
a house on fire. Debbie & Nick are so devoted to each other, they
love each other more than I could ever imagine loving someone. It
seems that swinging couples fall into two types. The 'we are bored
with each other' lot who tend to break up pretty quickly and are worth
avoiding if you can help it as they are only in it to score points off
each other. The other type are devoted couples who TRUST each other
enough to explore their sexuality and enjoy the pleasure their
partners get and have strong enough relationships to know that, when
the lights go on, they will always leave together.
The first time I met Debbie and Nick we chatted for hours, they had
come down to London for the day and it wasn't until the barman called
last orders that we realised what time it was. We went back to their
hotel for a drink and talked until late at night. They were so easy to
get on with we had all forgotten that we were supposed to be
screwing!!
The action didn't start until Debbie told me I was the nicest person
they had met on the scene and I gave her a big hug. That lead to a
pause, then a kiss, and before long we were both naked.
Nick just watched as we played and, like the true gent he is, he
stayed quiet and let us girls have some fun. He only got involved when
Debbie asked if it was OK for her to suck him off while I was licking
her (She was on all fours & I was licking her pussy and arse – a great
position if you have never tried it!).
It was only when Nick dropped his trousers that I realised what I had
been missing – HE IS HUGE! He has the biggest cock I have ever seen on
a white guy, and he knows what to do with it!
To start off with I just helped him as he was fucking Debbie – I
wanted him inside me bad but didn't want to upset Debbie by asking. It
was only when I offered to help him get it up after he had cum in
Debbie that she offered her husband to me.
HE WAS FANTASTIC!! He has a way of fucking that seemed to hit every
nerve and (once he has come once) can go on for hours!
Debbie is a very, very, very lucky lady – if I was her I would never share him!!

The Lovely Cema

These are some pics of Cema taken during her travels. Isn't she fantastic!!

Now I'm annoyed!

It stopped raining so I decide to brave the big bad world to get a
sarnie. What happens??

Some f-wit of a taxi driver drives through a puddle at 200 miles an
hour (ok so I might be exaggerating just a bit) and soaks me to the
skin.

Rant over... back to work...

Anne-Claire watch...

The good news....
Just had a long dull meeting (no - it is good news!!) and spent the
whole time gazing at my favourite frog! She is wearing a low cut black
top that shows off her fantastic breasts beautifully, has her hair up
revealing her long neck and is wearing Black angular specs that give
her that 'school maam' look I love so much.She caught my eye a couple
of times and gave me a shy (almost coy) little smile.

I'm in luurve....

The bad news...
It's pissing down with rain and I have no coat. No way I am going out
to get lunch in this and I am starving!!!! Red cross food parcels
would be appreciated (or better - Fortnums hampers!!)

I may move to Argentina…

… if all the girls there are like Cema!!

We met in the pub by the tube station Thursday Night. She was dressed
in some scruffy old jeans and a tight t-shirt, but still managed to
outshine every other woman in the bar. I was so proud to be with her.

Anyway, within 5 minutes of arriving she had her shoe off and was
massaging my leg with her foot. Then she gave me a big cheeky grin and
slipped her foot up my skirt and tickled my pussy with her toe!!

We gulped down our wine and headed for home. We were all over each
other on the walk to my flat and got beeped by a couple of cars. I
teased Cema that she wouldn't dare flash the drivers – I should have
known better!! She flashed her tits at a whole stream of cars! Then
mooned a bus!! ("What they gonna do?" She said, "Deport me? I leave
tomorrow anyway!"). We were practically naked before the door was shut
behind us and fucked like we would never see each other again (which
is probably the case sadly),

Less of the gentle and slow this time, it was frantic and urgent - I
loved it!! Cema really got off when I twisted her nipples so I stepped
it up, biting them quite hard. She reciprocated with three fingers
pushed deep into my pussy and that set the tone for some very
energetic writhing, licking and fingering.

I used a strap on to fuck her – would you believe I have never done
that before!! It was kind of fun being 'the guy' & boy did she
squeal!! God knows what the neighbours think!!

It was a night I will remember for a long while…

(ps Cema has given me a couple of pictures to post - just need to
obscure her eyes (sorry - but I promised!) & will post them later.

I’m back...

Manic couple of days at work, big pitch next week and it's all hands
to the pumps trying to get everything done in time. Only up side is
that the potential client is a real looker! Been flirting outrageously
on the phone to him – if that doesn't win the business nothing will!!

Was touched that Lee & Tam were worried about me - makes a girl feel
warm inside.

At least I was home in time to on Thursday meet up with Cema ...(more to follow)

Stop press....

Cema just called. Desperate to meet me before she flys out on Friday. Looks
like being a good week!

Lee makes me happy / horny!

My chum Lee has been (sucessfully!) trying to turn me on this afternoon!
This is what he wrote:

"All depends where we were realy. Ok, for the sake of this 'experiment',
I'll presume a few things. Im presuming you have your own office, with your
own desk, with your own big, comfy chair. [... afraid not!...Ax] I'll
presume you've seen me around the office and on a typical day like today,
I'll presume your wet and aching for something to spice up your day [...as
ever...Ax], ie, me. So u call me into your office, the door is shut, and
i'll guess i have to presume there is nobody around. As i stand by the door,
i watch you mouthing the end of your pen and sliding a little down into your
chair, your eyes burning through me. with your free hand, you pull your
skirt up, showing me your pussy, and as u slide a finger slowly around your
clit, i walk over, and u can see my hard cock throbbing for you through my
jeans.�I come behind you, pull your hair to one side and slowly run my mouth
up your neck to your ear, kissing as i go, listening to your breath getting
quicker and deeper. My hands run around to your front as i nibble gently,
and my strong hands run gently over your tits, my thumbs circling your
nipples. I turn you around on your chair, and put my mouth close to yours,
but as i hold the back of your hair, you're unable to lean fwd and kiss me.
I run my tongue over your lips, and suck on your bottom one as our eyes meet
and my hands runs up the inside of your hot, sweaty, trembling thigh, finaly
touching and feeling your wetness. I go on my knees, spread your legs, and
grabbing your hips, pull you further down the chair. I run my tongue up the
inside of your leg, stopping at the upmost part of your inner thigh to take
in your gorgeous smells and the smoothness of your skin. Then, pulling your
pussy up gently, revealing your hard clit, i run my aching tongue up you,
and flick it gently in circles around you. I slide i finger deep inside as i
lick a little harder, and hearing u moan makes my cock want to explode..."

Had to nip to the ladies for a bit of light releif having read that!! Made
me late for my 2pm meeting...

Ohhh Anne-Claire....

Been thinking more about Anne-Claire (I know – she even has a sexy name goddamit!) our sexy HR person. Sometimes I sit at work dreaming and getting myself all worked up. I start crossing and uncrossing my legs or rubbing my thighs together. The office is open plan, but if it is quiet I might ever sneak a little rub (need to be careful though – I seem to get very wet very quickly – more so than most women I know – and THE WET PATCH is a big problem!!).

Some times I just wish I could just throw away my inhibitions and bring the SECRET LIFE to work....




















Then it gets worse!!

I dream about slowly stripping at my desk while my colleagues watch me with stunned looks on the faces. Once naked I would lean back on my chair and put my feet on the desk with my legs wide open. With one hand massaging my tits I would slip the other between my legs and begin to stroke my pussy, holding it open for all to see before slipping a couple of fingers deep inside. Ann-Claire would be watching and, as I begin to moan with lust, she would crawl across the desk towards me, stripping slowly as she did. She would kiss down my leg, pausing at my upper thigh to gently stroke my pussy, before slowly and expertly using her tongue to bring me to climax.

Oh god – now I need to visit the ladies!!! I cannot sit at my desk in this state of excitement!!!

Such a good weekend – I am still tingling all over!

Friday ended up as a big night out with the crowd from Normal Life, but I did meet a very nice guy. No hanky panky though! I desperately wanted to fuck him but what would my ‘normal’ friends think? Such a dilemma. Anyway, lots of kissing and gyrating against him led to a promise to buy me dinner and, I guess, a few soiled tissues for him!!

Saturday was Secret Life. Took myself off to the Hippodrome (bit chav but I like it - lots of tourists!). Soon found myself dancing up against v. athletic, v pretty, v suntanned girl from (as it turned out) Argentina. Kept it low key to start off with – thought she was with her boyfriend – but 2 hours of dirty dancing later we are sharing a cab back to my place.

So Sunday was spent in bed, fucking, sucking, licking and generally having a ball. Cema (that is her name) was fantastic. She has a great body and the ability to take me to the brink and keep me there for hours (Note to the Men out there – that is where you are going wrong! Too quick to make us girls cum!!).

By the time she left on Sunday afternoon I was a quivering wreck!!

Spent a bit of time on line – found some pics I have been meaning to share and started to write this.

Just about managed to make it to Blockbuster (the guy behind the counter tried to chat me up – could he smell sex?!) and spent the evening curled up in front of The Aviator (Good film – but 45 mins too long)

Monday was a big day at work so no time to blog – only thing to note is that our new (French) HR manager is so sexy it makes me want to cry. The options
1. Decide to hate her for just being so well dressed, well made up and sophisticated in that way only the French can do.
2. Decide to love her and lust after her secretly, getting all twitchy legged and silly every time I have to speak to her.
3. Break the rules and mix SECRET LIFE and NORMAL LIFE. i.e. take her to bed and fuck her till she is mine forever!!

What could have been... (story)

She tried hard to concentrate on the latest twists and turns of her friends love life that were being described in great detail with a glass on wine being used as a form of semaphore. But her mind wasn’t in it. Normally she would be oh-ing and ah-ing along with the story. Instead she was lost in her dreams as she studied the angel that had just landed on the table next to them. He had dark brown eyes that sucked her in as caught her gaze. Neither looked away there was a hint of a smile then a lingering stare. He was exactly the kind of guy she would fantasize about on long winter nights and now he was sitting opposite.

His partner was a tall blonde. She could not see her rivals face but imagined the sculptured features of a model. The blonde hair bothered her. She stroked her auburn locks contemplatively wondering why guys like him always went for blondes.

There eyes kept meeting. Did he keep looking at her? Or was she just imagining it?

No, he was definitely looking. The trace of a smile on his lips confirmed he was attracted to her and, judging buy the warm glow building deep in the core of her femininity, she was attracted to him too.

He noticed her legs rubbing against each other and knew she could be his. He whispered something to his partner and stood, heading past her towards the restrooms. As he passed her chair he brushed her hair, enough to make her gasp in anticipation.

She excused herself and followed him.

He was waiting in the corridor to the restrooms. He took her hand and guided her to an unmarked door that revealed behind it a store room. He pulled her into the narrow gap between the grey shelves laden withlinenn and leaning chemicals and shut the door behind the.

Fireworks started crackling in her brain as their lips met, kissing passionately and deeply, like a couple that had spent months apart. She wrapped a leg around him to pull him close as his hand rested on her bottom. She wanted him with everyfibere in her body, she wanted to be taken by him, to feel him inside her, more than anything she had ever desired.

They both know they don’t have much time, they will be missed in minutes and could be discovered at any time.

She reaches down, undoes his belt and releases his dick through the gates of his fly. As she does this he grabs the hem of her skirt, pulling it up over her waist, exposing her naked pussy.

Gently he picks her up and, with her legs wrapped around his back and her back against a shelf of table linen he enters her. She is already wet with anticipation and his big dick slides easily into her womanhood.

The sex is frenetic, he pumps and grinds his dick into her as she clings to him with all her strength as she writhes against him. He fucks her faster and harder as his climax builds then, with a gasp, she feels his cock twitch and the hot cum that had been building inside him filled her, folding through her cervix into her womb. She buried her head into his neck as she came, stifling a scream as the waves of pleasure crashed through her.

Seconds later they were apart again. Without speaking he re-fastened his trousers as she straightened her clothes. With a brief parting kiss they left their hiding place. He headed for the restaurant while she visited the ladies to check her makeup.

When she returned to her table he had left. The only reminder of their intimate liaison was the trickle of cum that slid down her thigh as she walked home.

Accidental flash!! (honest)

Ha Ha.... just flashed a guy on the Tube. Completely unintentional
(honest!). I was on my way back from THE BIG PRESENTATION to a new
client this morning (best behaviour, severe business woman look).

Promise it was an accident - big briefcase and portfolio safely tucked
between open legs and hey presto, he gets a view right up my skirt
(Black one from Zara in case you are interested*)!!

I know I have flashed on the tube before - but never with THE BOSS
sitting next to me!! Ooops.

Anyway he seemed to appreciate it (the guy opposite that is) - I guess
it is not every day you get to see naked pussy on the victoria line at
11.30am!

*PS note to anyone from Zara who may be reading - Love your stuff but
WE ARE NOT ALL 7' tall!! Please make your trousers shorter. Thankyou
Ax

*PPS 2nd note to anyone from Zara who may be reading. The changing
room in the Regent street store is a flashers / voyeurs paradise!!
Anyone standing to the left of the door can see right into the
communal change area. I don't mind but it gave my mate Zoe a shock!!

Quiet Thursday night

Cam was on good form and we had a great chat. She is having men trouble
again and is agonising over THE MAN's latest crass comments.
Was difficult to concentrate as the guy on the next table was a dish, my
mind kept wandering to what I could do wityh him. Cam does not know about
the secret life so could not talk to her about it.

Was so hot by the time I got home (2 large sauv's helped!) it was straight
to bed with one of my plastic friends.

Woke up with it still in the bed beside me! ... how romantic, at least it
cannot make an excuse and leave!

Pics of the day

Last post before I go out. these are the pictures that have turned me on today...





I'm off to All Bar One for a glass of white & a chat...

... I am so loving this blogging business - I may become an addict!!

Little old (secret) me

I lost my virginity at 14 and haven't stopped since!

I love sex and will take it wherever it comes. The secret me is a slut. A
real dirty sexy slut. And I love it.

I love the passion. I love the pleasure. I love the effect I have on my
lovers and the joy they bring me.

I love being fucked hard up against a wall in a back alley.

I love slow romantic lingering sex on a sunday morning.

I love big hard dicks deep in my cunt.

I love the soft flesh of a pussy beneath my tongue.

I love thinking about sex.

I love writing about sex.

I love talking about sex.

I love porn, masturbation and sex toys.

I love anal, oral and DP.

I love role play, bondage and femdom.

I LOVE SEX!

(Rant over - i feel better now)

Little old me....

Let's get the dull stuf out of the way first. I'm 33 (honest!!), live on my
own (mostly(-;) in a flat with a lovely view of ..... another block of
flats.

I have loads of mates & love going out. Don't much care where, as long as it
is fun and with people I like. Really I don't care where - the local pub
will do, but a club would be good and I won't turn my nose up at The Ritz
(if you're paying!!).

I like my job & get to travel around with it a fair bit, bith in GB and
overseas. It makes all the hard work at Uni seem worthwhile.....

Apparently I can email to my blog...

... how clever is that!! I am so loving this technology.....

The difficult first post

I've been staring at the screen for ages. The first post seems so significant!

Not sure why I'm doing this, except it seems fun, kind of exciting.

Plan is to share my secrets anonymously and see where it takes me.

This is me. Sorry about the face, but as I post more you will know why!!

That's the last ever pic of me!! Don't want them posted everywhere so people put two * two together and work out who I am. Guess I am only posting it so you know I am not a real minger!!

I like this pic - makes my bum look small!