Archive for May, 2007

Help Wanted

Tuesday, May 22nd, 2007

Help Wanted Many Positions Available

We’re traveling soon and will be in great need of help in various cities all over the world. Awesome working environment and a lot of sexy fun compensation. Experience not necessary.

Positions wanted: Chauffeurs and Tour Guides

We’ll be posting details of our travels as they happen. See you soon!

Lesson for the Ladies

Wednesday, May 9th, 2007

Jay shared an interesting story with me today. He had been corresponding with a married couple over the past month. Like us, they have offspring. Just recently they had their first threesome with a single guy. It went well, they all had a great time, until the woman ran away with the guy. Shortly thereafter, the guy dumped the woman and now she wants to return to her husband and kids. The husband is holding out a bit, hurt by her actions and sort of enjoying his newfound singlehood at the moment. No happy ending here. Just something to think about.

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Knit Bikini

Monday, May 7th, 2007

May Ling Su in hand knit orange and green striped bikini

I finished this orange and lime green hand knit bikini! There were a lot of fun memories knit into it: hot summer days and breezy summer nights. It’s as hot as it gets here in the San Francisco Bay Area this week. I enjoyed sitting in the back deck watching Jay and our wee one splash around in the inflatable pool. We’re making as many memories as we can of our home before we leave at the end of the month to spend the summer in Maine.

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Tom Cooz Comes

Thursday, May 3rd, 2007

It had been almost a year since I was with Tom Cooz. Back then we barely knew each other. We shared an interest in making movies, an appetite for sex and an afternoon of both. After that we kept in contact while he lived far away.

Last night I kissed him with desire that for a year only my fingertips on a keyboard could express. I reached for the growing bulge in his pants, unzipped him, got him out for a taste. He took deep breaths, said something that had my name in it, I can’t remember. My kid was in the living room playing trains with Daddy, and I was distracted, afraid of being caught. I asked him to wait. It’s the worst thing to demand from a hard cock, but waiting is the torturous plight of parents. (Let this be a lesson to the childless but reckless.)

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