Allison's Secret Life

Wild Child Returns!

2007-01-02T13:09:00.001Z

I have been a bad, bad girl!!

,,, but I have enjoyed every minute!!

More later - when my hangover (and aching pussy!) feel up to it!

PS Slippery slope alert - meeting a punter after work on Thursday.

The end of a beautiful relationship?

2006-12-19T13:12:00.001Z

Bad couple of weeks.

Had a major bust up with Alex. One of those arguments that started over nothing and ended up blowing up into a full scale Eastenders style row. That was the Saturday before last. Got together this Sunday to 'talk things through'. I was full prepared to kiss & make up but the bastard tells me he shagged one of the Creatives at the company xmas bash. Not even a 'sorry' or 'I was drunk'. He just came out with it and then looked at me.

I blew my top. Big scene. Told him to fuck off and stormed out.

Round to David's for a sholder to cry on and a large glass of white - much sobbing and emotion but reconcile myself with the thought that he will soon be back with his tail between his legs.

So has he texted? Emailed? Phoned?

Has he fuck!

Now I'm pissed off. Not sad any more, just angry.

Think I might turn into a cross between Lilly Allen and Gloria Gaynor - 'I will survive' meets 'i felt bad for a while'

The best laid plans....

2006-12-04T16:25:00.001Z

... so much for my quickie in Soho Square! I was late, the gates were shut and my sister does not like to be kept waiting. Had a lovely evening anyway & Alex did the 'new boyfriend' bit brilliantly! By the time we got back to my place I was as horny as hell. Alex had his hand up my skirt before I could open the door and we didn't even make it out of the hallway before we were naked!

Spent Saturday shopping in the west end. Oxford & Regent Streets were closed to traffic and there was a real carnival atmosphere. I particularly liked the Timberland 'Jungle' they had built out front of the store. Met Alex for lunch at Randle and Aubern before taking him on an insiders guide to soho! Finnished the day watching the new James Bond (heloooo!).

So to Sunday - and the plan finally comes together.

I will give you the edited highlights....

- Late breakfast

- Drive out to Richmond Park

- Nice romantic walk (bit busy, but we head to the area between Kingston Gate & Richmond Gate which is always quiet)

- Stop to rest on a fallen tree

- Kiss, cuddle, giggle.

- Play fight to the ground

- Jump on top, out with his dick, up goes the skirt and ride him hard.

- Few minutes later taking tea at the caff with the warm afterglow of a satisfied vagina!

Ahhh - thant's better!

Prick Tease.....

2006-12-01T16:16:00.000Z

It is a grey and damp night; you taste the cold rain on my lips as you kiss me. I will feel your cold hand on my pussy as you slip your hand up my skirt and feel my hot wet pussy through my tights. You must be quick; someone could come by and catch us at any moment. I undo your button and pull down your fly, releasing your hot cock into my hand. We are both panting for it now. You reach down and rip my tights at my crotch, exposing my naked pussy to the cold night air. I lift my leg and guide you into me, feeling your hardness penetrate me. Someone is coming. I pull you close and kiss you, praying my skirt is covering the true nature of our embrace. They have passed. You fuck me quickly, desperately, as if you are trying to nail me to the trunk of the tree with your thrusts. I see someone approaching and hold you tight inside me, massaging your dick with my vagina muscles while they pass. We are both close now. I pant as you fuck me hard and quick. We cum together, your grunt meeting my squeal as our bodies become one and your seed fills me. Shit, another passer by! I hold you in me feeling your cock slowly shrink inside me. When they have passed you quickly tuck your cock back in your trousers and we walk away hand in hand towards the restaurant, passing through the crowds of commuters heading towards the tube. I see Kate waving as you open the door to the restaurant, she is standing by the bar with THE LAWYER. “Over here Sis!” she calls. Introductions made she looks me up and down. “I LOVE your outfit’ she enthuses looking me up and down. She pauses and looks down towards the floor. “What’s that on your boot?” We all follow her gaze, four pairs of eyes inspecting the large glob of semen. “Holy shit!” Kate exclaims as another drip of your cum slips from my pussy and falls between my legs.

See you later honey!!

Now he's worried!!

2006-12-01T14:56:00.000Z

Now he's worried that someone will figure out my clue and we will have an audience!

Alex - you are assuming

Someone other than you reads this rubbish
they give a damn
they live in london
they have nothing better to do on a Friday night

The secret location!

2006-12-01T14:50:00.000Z

[Alex just texted - he wants to know where!!]

So lover boy - meet me where the Pigeons Shiver (6pm sharp & don't be late or I might get ill!!)

I don’t get it!

2006-12-01T14:49:00.000Z

Alex finds my past life a real turn on. He has told me this a few times but I’m only just beginning to believe him (sorry darling!). He loves me to talk through my experiences in graphic detail and afterwards we always have great sex. Last night we were watching a (not very good) porno flick with a plotline (well as much as any porn has a plot!) surrounded a very aggressive sweary crude hooker. You know the style – “Fuck my cunt, fuck my dirt hole, fuck me real hard you fucker, etc etc.). Anyway under our ‘never keep it inside’ rule Alex confessed he was turned on by this and wanted to know if I had ever been asked to talk like that by a punter (answer = yes, many times).

Next thing I know we are role playing me as a prostitute (looking back on it this has got to be the most ironic thing I have ever done!) telling my darling lover to ‘fuck my cunt hard’ etc.etc. No complaints from me – the sex was great and its fun pretending (?!?) to be a slut.

Anyway tonight it’s my turn to dictate the fun for tonight so (as Alex reads this at work) I here-by announce that I fancy a quickie up against a tree or wall after work so we can go on to dinner with ‘you know who’ with your cum inside me!

Alex

2006-11-29T16:53:00.001Z

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

OK - I'm back

2006-11-28T15:17:00.000Z

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

2006-11-28T10:02:00.000Z

huff huff

Did that work or not?

2006-11-28T09:54:00.000Z

Testing 0ne - two - three

Hello again!

2006-11-28T09:51:00.000Z

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

Hello again!

2006-11-28T09:02:00.000Z

I'm back - and I hope this blog still works...]

.. lets see.

[hits publish with fingers crossed]

Step by step guide to fucking a prostitute...

2006-01-26T15:56:00.000Z

I have had a string of first time 'customers' over the past week or so. Not a problem, but most could have had a better time if they had understood the rules!

Find some cash! You will need from Â£20 (straight sex in a Soho walk up) to Â£250 (3 hours with a top girl - like me - in her flat)
Choose your girl. Punternet is a good start, or a local agency advertised in the classifieds. Soho walk ups (the 'models' advertised on the doors) are also good for a 'quick' punt. Avoimassagegparlor'srs (most likely place to find girls who are not happy with what they are doing for a living) and street walkers (most are just part timers but a few are junkies so worth avoiding). Walk away if the girl does not look or sound happy or there is any sign that she is being coerced.
For in-calls (i.e. going to her place) turn up on time. Early means we may be busy or cleaning up and late means we may have to cut your time if there is a guy following.
Knock on the door, or open it, with a smile on your face! Be happy, you are about to fuck a beautiful girl!

Tell the girl what you want - she is there for you so don't be shy! She will have done most things so let your imagination go wild! I love it when guys want to do something different, it makes it feel special to me - not just a quick 'fuck and run'
Get the money out of the way. Be specific about what you want, normally it is just time you are buying bust some charge for 'extras' like OWO (oral without a condom) or anal. If the girls says no to something she means it, don't try it on later or you will get thrown out! Hand over the cash (and a tip for the maid if asked - Â£2 is the going rate but a Â£5 will guarantee preferential treatment for future visits!)
Get intimate! Cuddling is good, as is feeling the girl up. Kissing is ok but most girls will not want you to french kiss them - best not to try it! Enjoy the build up. Undress the girl slowly and let her strip you.

Don't worry if you are not hard, this is common and not a problem. We girls know how to warm you up!

Let the girl put the condom on you - she will have a stack of them!
Sit back and enjoy the ride. If you hpaidayed for 'straight sex' that means one position. Other wise use your imagination!

Let her know when you are going to cum. Some guys like to cum over our bodies. Dont go for the 'Porno facial' unless the girl is expecting it - cum in your eyes is painful!

If you want more (and have time left) tell the girl and she will get you hard again! Otherwise get cleaned up and dressed.
Chat to the girl as you are getting dressed. Some guys get dead shy at this point, don't - I don't mind the fact you have just fucked me - you paid me & this is business!

Am I legal? Alli goes all political!

2006-01-19T13:12:00.000Z

As what can be best described as a 'sole trader' in the sex industry I think I have been legal for a while (at least according to a lawyer I fucked!*) but there have always been some grey areas. Anyway looks like the GB Govmnt are going to make it easier on us "office" based girls.

The issue they will have is with the street girls who are often junkies and therfore unlikely to be employed by a parlour or find a maid willing to work with them - thus the street is there only option. If the appoach is (as it seems to be) treat them as victims not criminals then I am all for it. Fining a street girl has always been a farce - the only way they can pay for it is to go back on the street.

Anyway - back to more mundane matters. Business is brisk & I am increasingly able to pick & choose the punters. Taking Sunday & Monday off to visit some friends (normal life). While I am away the working premisies are going to get a lick of paint & some furnature/mirrors.

* Didn't give him a discount for the advice - he is A LAWYER after all!

Bang - and there goes a week!

2006-01-16T14:35:00.000Z

Contrary to some speculation that I had seemed to the lure of my new orgasm machine I can assure you deer reader that I have not deserted you. Just had one hell of a busy week with no time off till today.

Apart from one dodgy punter (too pissed to perform then decided to take it out on me) it has been a very pleasant week. Plenty of nice and easy work, mostly referrals in west end hotels, with lots night bookings of evenings out followed by a return to the punters room. One client didn't even want to fuck me, he was happy to play with my body and kiss me from head to toe - and then pay me for it!

Most excitement was a party on Friday. Two shifts (2-4 & 6-8) with me and two other girls entertaining around 15 guys. I enjoy these gigs. Not only are they lucrative but they are good fun -mostly a girl on girl show with a bit of fucking and sucking thrown in. I love putting on a show and this is a great opportunity to express my inner slut!

I should not be thinking like this!

2006-01-09T18:05:00.000Z

Quiet day and I am fantasising. But why am I so turned on by this dream, I should not even want to think like this....

The door burst open and they tumbled in. They easily overpowered me pulling my silk gown off me, ripping my bra and panties away until I am naked. The larger one has me by the hair and pulls me towards the door. I struggle and the shorter guy with a shaven head slaps my face. "Quiet bitch!"

They are dragging me backwards out of my flat and down the stairs. I feel the cold rush of air as the door opens then I am on the street. We are still moving. He is trotting now, dragging me naked behind him. People stop to stare. Women shocked, men aroused. But no one offers help.

I feel the cold grit of the flagstones against my back. We are in Covent Garden, in front of St Paul's Church. The Buskers drift away as they throw me naked to the ground. The shorter guy is first. His fat cock is free of his trousers and approaching my face. I open my mouth and take him in, sucking his fat cock as a crowd of tourists and bemused shoppers look on. I feel my legs pulled open and a huge cock pushing against the opening of my pussy. I surprise myself, I am aroused. The wetness of my womanhood invites him in and he begins to fuck me with long hard strokes. His cock is huge, filling me up, pushing deep into my core. I sense excitement and whispered conversations around me as the crowd grows. I shut my eyes and focus on the cocks invading my mouth and cunt. I do not fight. I am resigned to their humiliation.

The guy fucking my pussy cums first, holding his weapon deep inside me as he pumps out his seed. Then my mouth fills the hot cum slipping effortlessly down my throat.

Then they are gone. I sense cum dripping from my pussy as I slowly open my eyes. Hundreds of people are gathered around to enjoy my degradation and humiliation.

I am aroused

I open my legs and hold my pussy open with my fingers.

I shut my eyes as the first tourist unzips his fly. His cock tastes hot and salty. There is another in my pussy and hands all over my body.

I am ready to be used.

Warm, fluffy, sexy, Sunday - and I discover the instant Orgasm

2006-01-09T13:51:00.000Z

I spend the cold miserable Sunday the best way possible - in bed, and not alone! Met up with Nic & Terry, old friends who have been swinging for years. They have a lovely modern flat, are always kind and gentle and we had a great time together (thanks guys!).

Anyway, as we were playing around Nic pulled out her Rabbit Vibrator. Now I have seen these things around but never used one. Came close to buying one but the price tag (around £30) put me off.

So on it goes and in it goes. The head does some kind of wiggling thing inside and there are some revolving ball bearings that massage the entrance to your pussy. Sounds strange but v nice.

Then, with a smile on her face, Nic turns on the vibrating 'rabbit ears' that are pressed against my clit.

BANG!

Instant orgasm!

I could not believe it. It came from nowhere and left me reeling!

So after a few minutes to recover in it goes again.

BANG!

Another orgasm.

I have got to get me one of those - but they are almost too good! It's the sexual equivalent to Crack!

Where to start?

2006-01-09T13:50:00.000Z

Note Added After I re-read this post! I am in a feisty mood today - watch out world....

What a weekend - Friday was busy but far from satisfying me it just made me want more. The 2 girl gig was great - one of those hot, hard, brutal, aggressive encounters that reinforce the view that the best sex comes from being selfish.

Woke up late Saturday to find it was snowing. Had an outcall in the afternoon so just slipped on some boots and my coat and hopped on the bus down to Mayfair. Punter very impressed with my entrance (sorry about the unintentional Julian Clary moment there!) and the fact I had been (as good as) naked on public transport. That lead to a very hot session with no need to fake the big O on my part.

Left his room with my pussy buzzing and, seeing it was now pissing down with rain I headed back into the bar.

[Note re London weather for all you overseas folks. There are four types of weather in London.

1. Fucking Lovely - warm summers days, cold crisp winters days, spring showers, autumn mists, etc. etc.

2. Fucking Miserable - Cold damp December days, Drizzly rain, general greyness.

3. Absolutely fucking miserable - misty rain that seems to go upwards, sleety cold rain (like yesterday)

4. No weather - just grey stuff that hovers, not really cloud, just greyness. If you are in london look out of your window now & you will know what I mean

Note to readers in the USA - IT IS NEVER FOGGY IN LONDON. Get over it! The foggy shit went in 1956 with the Clean air act ( http://www.guardian.co.uk/waste/story/0,12188,851002,00.html ). Occasional mist maybe, but it aint like Dickens any more!

So back to the hotel.....

Get chatting to the barman. He is a very athletic Aussie and we have an immediate rapport. Barmen are a very good source of business so I am always an outrageous flirt!

"Are you staying here?"

"No been working upstairs"

"Oh" he says as the penny drops, "Hows business"

"Good"

"You want to take your coat off?"

"You want me to flash these to everyone?" I open my coat to show my tits.

He laughs hard and offers me a free drink.

Twenty minutes later I am up against the wall of the linen room getting fucked hard for the second time that day.

Left him with my business card and headed off to the business premises.

One satisfied customers later I feel the need to dance and find myself amongst the writhing bodies at a club in the West End with David as my chaperon.

Wake up Sunday at Davids pad in New Cross. Weather category 3 (see above!) so grab a cab home...........

Please welcome ... Nurse Brown

2006-01-05T13:15:00.000Z

I am going to be a Nurse - well for a couple of hours this afternoon anyway!

Just spent a chilly hour or so hunting down a Nurses uniform for a 'special request' this afternoon. Not sure i really get the Nurse fetish thing. I can understand Schoolgirl (which I do very well by all accounts)/School Mistress fantisies and have even been a secretary for one guy (although I was annoyed that he got cum on my nice Zara jacket!). Thing is I have not 'done' a nurse before and I'm not sure how to play it. Should I be all maitronly and slightly dominent? Should I stroke his forehaed and say 'there-there' Should I offer a bed bath? or should I just do a sexy strip?

Anyway, spent the morning checking out nurse looks on line before heading out to buy the goods (any accountants out there? I guess it could be tax deductable?!). Decided against the 'Latex Nurse' look and went for an outfit from Harmony that was vaguely authentic whilst having the requisite v. short mini skirt!

My lunchtime client was a dissapointment. He stank of garlic, had a bad attitude and pretty much blanked me the whole time I was with him. Not every guy wants a chat and small talk, often they just want to get on with it and are a bit sheepish and want to leave soon after their balls are emptied. No problem with that at all. What I hate is being ignored. There I am, all smiles, moans and gasps as I ride him and he looks up at me like I was a piece of shit on his knob. I was proffesional to the last, even faking an orgasm for him, but if a guy is going to fuck me I would at least like some recognition that I am human! Luckily he only wanted 30mins so I was soon shot of him and enjoying a long warm shower and a lovely fingery orgasm to get me over it.

My 'patient' is due at 3 so I have a bit of time to relax with a cup of tea, plug myself into the MP3 player and read a bit of my book (The Queen of the South by Arturo Preez-Reverte. Highly Reccomend it) before I have to get the nylons on!

Uggh My Head!!

2006-01-04T09:18:00.000Z

Great time last night but, ouch, my head feels like someone has whacked me with a mallet! Taken two asprin, downed a can of Coke and taken a long shower but still no better...

So what's the gossip from the old workplace?? Not much really. Anne-Claire popped in for a brief drink but didn't stay long (sob-sob). Ex boss man spent most of the evening trying to chat me up so unsubtly that Sharon felt she had to rescue me (and scold him!). At one point we were sittng together on a bench seat and he started to slide his hand up my skirt! Let him get all the way up until his pinke just touched my pussy (so he would realise I was panty-less) beofre pushing him away - tee hee!! He is a nice guy and I would probably have slept with him if he had been more subtle!

At least it seems they are missing me, aparently a couple of the clients have asked after me and suggested they should not have 'let me go'. One has even suggested that he would employ me next time he has a vacancy - all good for the old ego.

Things have picked up on the work front. Now it has stopped raining London seems to have woken up! The diary is filling up a bit so looks like I will not need the Janurary sale after all! Two bookings for today (Lunchtime and early evening) and several for later in the week, including an overnight at "a top London Hotel" (as they say!) and a 'two girl' booking for Friday afternoon. Car-ching!

I love the two girl stuff, particularly if I fancy the other girl and we have been together before. My favorite partner is a small oriental girl called Suzie (well Tracy actually, but she trades as Suzie as it sound more exotic!). We put on a great show together and love working together. She has loads of energy and we fuck each other silly while the guy's look on. She has little hands and her party trick is fisting me and herself at the same time, often while sucking off the client!

Not sure yet who I am working with on Friday, the guy has requested a black girl but the agency are struggling to find someone.

Better go get dressed and get myself down to the business premises - the heating has gone off and I have goose bumps!

He finally shows....

2006-01-03T16:48:00.000Z

My Midday appointment finally showed up at 1.30! Good job I am not busy. A pretty typical punt - £150 for cuddle, fondle, blowjob and sex. He was a nice guy - I hope I see him again.

Just indulged in a couple of hours retail therapy but the miserable weather has driven me inside(I'ts that thick drizzle that even manages to get up your skirt!). Feeling the need for some company so I have done a a phone around and organised a last minute get together of a couple of my ex colleagues. I have seen them a few times since I was 'downsized'. Its fun to hear the gossip about the office and the shitty clients. Would love to share my day with them, but guess I better make something up!

Long bath to warm me up then a cab down to the Blue Posts.... bye for now!

It's oh so quiet....

2006-01-03T12:07:00.000Z

(with apologies to Bjork!)

As well as Christmas I took New Year off (despite the offer of 'escorting' a guy to a very flash restaurant's party), but now I am beginning to regret it! Things are very quiet!

I guess that after the excesses of Christmas and New Year guys must be off sex too! I have nothing in the diary until Saturday (a party with another couple of girls). Even my promised 12 o'clock has not shown.

May have to drop the rates to draw in the punters!! How about a new year sale..

"Half price head!"
"Buy a bj and I will swallow for free"
"Fuck me and get a second fuck free (if you're up to it)"
"2hours sex for the price of one"
"Fuck me and I will pay for the drinks!"

Look out for the ad's on Oxford Street.

(Maybe I should employ one of those poor guys who have to stand there holding signs - "Sex Sale" A picture of me and a big arrow pointing to the phone number should do it. Either that or I should hold the sign and just have "Fancy a fuck?" and a big arrow pointing straight down to me!!)

"How is the job hunting going?"

2006-01-03T11:59:00.000Z

Spent Christmas with the family. Was fantastic to be with them and spend some time with them but I felt terrible every time they asked me about work. Mum & Dad are obviously worried that I am 'unemployed' and that I will be broke or thrown out of my flat so they keep asking about my job hunting. What am I supposed to say?

"Don't worry Mum, I am earning a fortune selling my body?" or
"No cash worries dad - on average get £200 a fuck, so all I need to do is fuck a couple of guys a day and I'm loaded"

Anyway, I did the only sensible thing and mumbled about tough job markets and promised to look harder in the new year.

So this leads me to a dilemma. I need to invent a new job for myself. One I can tell my normal life chums and family about. It needs to be flexible, well payed and involve working odd hours.

Any ideas???

New Year resolution

2006-01-03T11:53:00.000Z

Normaly I make a habbit of not making new year resolutions. I only go and break them within days and get pissed off with myself. But this one I promise to stick to! And you, my valued readers and freinds, can keep me to it....

The resolution -

To keep this blog going!!

I have been very lazy with it of late. I can make excuses about getting used to my change in career, my punishing work schedule, etc, etc. But I realised over Christmas (squarely back in 'Normal life' with Mum & Dad at home) that I missed your comments and emails.

So here goes - New Year & New Commitment to blogging...

Pelvic Floor's

2005-11-07T10:18:00.000Z

Girls - Is it possible to do pelvic floor excercises without raising
your eyebrows? If so - why can't I do it!!

Do porn stars get sore pussies?

2005-11-07T10:16:00.000Z

Life isn't like the movies is it? The stars never fart in mainstream
movies, or stop to go to the loo. Can't think of a single time when I
have heard Bruce Willis say "I know I need to save the world, but
first I MUST take a leak".

Same with porn movies. The women take huge cocks, several at a time
sometimes, banging away for hours and hours. Do you ever hear one of
them say "Hang on a sec, my fanny is dead sore!"?

Well let me tell you something - MY CUNT HAS BEEN FUCKED RED RAW!

It has been a busy weekend. Saturday afternoon spent on my back
(mostly!) in the Grosvenor with a v. nice old american guy. He booked
a couple of hours and after a chat and a bit of petting we got down to
it propper. Normally I am a good judge of when a man is about to cum,
but theis guy caught me out. I was sucking away when, bang, without
warning I had a mouthful of cum! No problem with that but we had only
been at it for 20 mins so felt he hadn't really got his moneys worth!

Anyway, he spent a long time licking me all over (and very nice it was
too!) and by the time he was ready to go again we only had 10 mins on
the clock. To cut a long story short I gave him an extra 30 mins on
the house!

But that wasn't where the sore pussy came from. It started with a very
well endowed guy who booked Saturday night. He was good looking and
had a huge dick (god knows why he was paying for it!). As well as
being hung well he was VERY ATHLETIC. I forgot to lube up before we
started (bit of a beginner at this) and he banged away for about 30
mins before he came. If that was not bad enough he was hard agan 15
mins later and away we went again.

By the time I made my excuses and left I could barely walk!!

Luckily Sunday was quiet so I had a bit of a chance to recover before
a last minute appointment at 7pm. They texted through the details and,
guess what? Same guy!! Remembered to take the KY this time but still
feel like my poor little pussy is going to take weeks to recover!
(It's got till 3pm today!)

New Direction...

2005-11-04T15:58:00.000Z

It's been over a month since my last blog. SORRY! But what a month!!

Where shall I start? OK there are two sides to this story and, as ever, they split into real life and secret life.

SECRET LIFE…
The Escort Agency call a couple of times. My paying friend has given me a great review and they do the hard sell on “you could make a fortune”. Tell them I will think about it
REAL LIFE...
We lose the big pitch (to a bunch of Soho Square bull shitters). Then another big account walks.
SECRET LIFE…
Another call from the Escort Agency. My first paying friend has recommended me to a business associate who wants to meet. I say no. They phone back to say he will pay £1,000 for the night (I think they thought I was negotiating! My conscience takes a holiday - meet up, have a pleasant time, fuck him, suck him and walk away with £750 tucked into my nice new coat pocket (Got the grease mark out by the way – apologies for the slip into God Houskeeping mode but the Stain Devil worked fab!)
REAL LIFE…
"Tough times" staff meeting, "may have to let some people go" says the big boss. We know it is serious when the big boss comes down to the third floor!!
SECRET LIFE
Another Punt. Another £250.
REAL LIFE…
Two weeks ago I get the call into the bosses office and it's all over. 3 months salary (tax free - thank you Mr Brown!) and I'm out of a job..

Then it happens – secret life meets real life…

I turn into an accountant…

Real Life Salary = £29k, or £557.69 a week

Secret Life Salary = 10 punts a week. Say 1 overnight (£500 after the agencies cut), 3 evenings (£250) and 6 2 hour calls (£120) = £1970. Figure I will need ‘premises’ if doing incalls – cost of a central-ish flat (Maida Vale/St J’s Wood) = £240 per week. Income less costs = £1,730 a week (or £80,000 a year if I take 6 weeks holiday!!). As a back-up I will keep the £7,250 redundancy cash for a rainy day.

So guess what!! Yep - I turned ‘Pro’ on Sunday 30th October!

Week one has been OK. The agency and the other girls recon the first couple of months are the worst as you need a base of clients before you really get going. This weeks tally is 6 punts bringing in £925 so far, but no flat to pay for and I am being v. choosy. So far all the clients have been good, clean and quick!

So now I have a bit more spare time this becomes the diary of my new life!!

So much for fucking a bridesmaid or usher!

2005-10-03T10:56:00.000+01:00

Lovely wedding, bride looked fab, happy couple dispatched with a fine
party, etc, etc.

BUT I slept alone!! There were loads of fuckable guys but they were
all attached, all of them! Every one! Not a single guy in the place!

Had this been a secret life event I would have pounced, but it is bad
form to pull a mates bloke in the real world just cos you are
desperate for sex!

So there I was, in my big empty hotel room, consoling myself with a
banana, then an empty beer bottle and finaly beer bottle in pussy and
hairbruch in arse!

Note for next weeding - either take a bloke, or remember to pack my
buzzing buddies!

Another weekend approaches

2005-09-30T16:49:00.000+01:00

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

2005-09-29T21:12:00.000+01:00

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

Dreaming....

2005-09-29T11:55:00.000+01:00

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…

2005-09-29T10:23:00.000+01:00

.. 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!

2005-09-28T16:34:00.000+01:00

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

Bit of a panic..

2005-09-28T16:32:00.000+01:00

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

Oh my god!

2005-09-28T16:31:00.000+01:00

What have I agreed to?

Here goes...

2005-09-28T16:30:00.000+01:00

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

2005-09-28T16:24:00.000+01:00

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!!

2005-09-28T12:49:00.000+01:00

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

By the way – the weekend was great!

2005-09-28T12:41:00.000+01:00

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...

2005-09-28T10:11:00.000+01:00

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…

2005-09-23T16:55:00.000+01:00

… 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

2005-09-23T14:41:00.000+01:00

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

Now I'm annoyed!

2005-09-23T14:09:00.000+01:00

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...

2005-09-23T13:36:00.000+01:00

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…

2005-09-23T11:24:00.000+01:00

… 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...

2005-09-23T11:19:00.000+01:00

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....

2005-09-20T15:35:00.000+01:00

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

Lee makes me happy / horny!

2005-09-20T15:03:00.000+01:00

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....

2005-09-20T11:11:00.000+01:00

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!

2005-09-20T11:10:00.000+01:00

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)

2005-09-16T16:04:00.000+01:00

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 wasnÂt 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 donÂt 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)

2005-09-16T12:24:00.000+01:00

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

2005-09-16T10:58:00.000+01:00

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

2005-09-15T17:43:00.000+01:00

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

2005-09-15T17:25:00.000+01:00

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....

2005-09-15T16:54:00.000+01:00

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...

2005-09-15T16:43:00.000+01:00

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

The difficult first post

2005-09-15T16:14:00.000+01:00

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!