Allison's Secret Life

This is the blog of my other life - the one most of my friends and colleagues don't know. This is my sex diary - the innermost musings of an oversexed bisexual London Gal.

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Alex

Ohh Alex!
 
He is kind, he is funny, he is hunky, he is fun to be with, he can even cook!
 
We met in the summer through a friend from my last proper job. I had gone to watch the inter agency softball match in Regents Park as a way of catching up with some old friends I was in danger of loosing (working at nights really buggers up ones social life!) and there he was - a gorgeous hunk of a man who seemed to find me (a) attractive and (b) amusing.
 
Those first few days were fantastic (come to think of it it is still pretty good!) - we went on romantic walks, talked till late at night and cuddled and kissed like teenagers (I mean often and passionately rather than the all teeth and tongues type teenage kissing).
 
The weirdest thing is that we didn't make love for about a week. He never pushed it and I, well, I was just a bit screwed up about it all. I had fallen in love with someone, the first time I have really loved someone. Yet several times every day I cheated on him. Every time we split a bill I was paying for it by fucking some other guy. I was so scared he would smell them on me. I would rub my poor body red raw trying to erase the scent of sex before I met him. Then I started getting paranoid - what if a punter sees us together & says something to him assuming he is another client? (I still lay awake worrying about that one).
 
When we finally made love (at his place and it was FANTASTIC!) I lost it completely and broke down in tears. God alone knows what he thought. I sobbed and sobbed for ages while he just held me in his arms.
 
I didn't sleep at all that night. I just lay next to him as he slept. Thinking & crying some more.
 
In the morning I told him everything. I even showed him the shit I have written here.
 
He bunked off work that day and we talked a lot. We talked about my life and my secrets and we talked about his life and his secrets. I guess we both had stuff in our past the other didn't like (ex bisexual ex junkie plays active hooker, cheating on long term girlfriend by fucking her sister plays swinger with strange taste in sex -and so it went on)
 
We decided that the past is the past and the future starts today (sounds really cheesy now - but it made us both cry) and we ended up fucking like rabbits.
 
I need to stop writing now - someone may notice I'm crying and ask me why.
 
ALEX - I LOVE YOU

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

OK - I'm back

It's been a while since my last posting but I'm back wether you like it or not!! I've just deleted a long and very boring post about what I have been up too and what I am doing now - I started yawning, and when you bore yourself it is bad news!
 
The short version is...
 
- I'm back doing a 'proper job' I can tell my mum about.
- Being a prostitute was lucrative and fun for a while, but my freinds started to drift away and I got really lonely (sob - sob)
- Sex is more fun when it is not a commercial arrangement
- There are a bunch of arseholes out there that I would rather not have to fuck!
- I met Alex.
 
The new job is fun. Been doing it since the start of September and I'm having a ball! It's another Account Management role in a big london advertising agency. The company is fun, the team is young and lively and I'm working on an Airline account so there is loads of cheap travel!
 


 

Testing one - two - three

huff huff

Did that work or not?

Testing 0ne - two - three

Hello again!

I'm back - and I hope this blog still works...
.. lets see.
[hits publish with fingers crossed]

Hello again!

I'm back - and I hope this blog still works...]
.. lets see.
 [hits publish with fingers crossed]