As soon as I saw him walk in my door I was immediately arroused. As his lips touch mine with a gentle and sweet kiss I was turned on and I wanted to take him right there. His blue eyes, his sweet smile, his cute ass and his whole body. We made our way to dinner and all I could think of as I looked into his eyes is how much I wanted to kiss him, touch him and all the things o wanted to do to him. As soon as we return back to my place I couldn’t wait to take his clothes off and him mine. He kissed me so passionately, so sweetly and so tender. His hands roaming, feeling every inch of my body, learning what areas really get me going. We collapse to the bed and he takes his time, so soft and gentle careful to hit every inch of my body before making sweet and amazing love to me. He looks so intensely in my eyes as he explodes inside me, as he waited until he had completely satisfied me, before he did. We collapse in each other’s arms and lay intertwined into each other and he kisses my forehead with a gentle kiss and says good night. We fall asleep intertwined, as if we are one. He wakes me the next morning by gently kissing my neck, then makes his way to my lips. His kisses are passionate and amazing. After another amazing session of love making we make our way downstairs to the shower. We begin by lathering each other making sure all parts are thoroughly clean. Then I begin to rinse off and as the water is streaming down my face he begins kissing me again. He then asks me to bend over and takes me from behind. I did and he did as the water streamed down on us. What an amazing feeling. When his done he pulls me under the shower water with him and kisses me once again so passionately. What an amazing way to start your day….
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It is so nice to be with someone having no pressure, no stress and enjoying every minute of their company. It’s so nice to get ready to go out and be very completely relaxed, as you know no matter where you go or what you do, you will have a good time and enjoy yourself. Again this week, Mr. Amazing and I had another amazing night out. From the moment he arrived, until the moment he left the next morning, every minute was so nice, relaxing and stress free. When he arrived I greeted him at the door with a kiss. We walked to the restaurant. I enjoyed the walk and conversation, as we walked there. When we arrived, we decided to sit at the bar. We chatted about our day, our past week, our children, life in general and anything and everything. We talked for a while before we even place our order. We then placed our order and played the trivia game at the bar. We were laughing, talking and very much, as always, enjoying each others company. He works so hard and such long hours, I so appreciated that the took time out of his busy life and schedule, to spend time with me.
When we were done eating and playing trivia, he leaned over and asked if I was ready to go home. I of course was, but not before we did, what has started to become a tradition with us, doing a shot of Jamison, before we left. We walked back to my house, it was a beautiful night. Again, I very much enjoyed the walk, the conversation and the company.
When we arrived back at my house, we grabbed some water and headed upstairs to my bedroom. He came up behind me and gently moved my hair aside and began softly kissing my neck. He then worked his way down to my shoulder and then down my arm. He took my dress off, then my bra and told me to lay down on the bed. We had made a bet on a football game and he lost. He had to give me one hour of oral pleasure. He undressed, as I laid down on the bed. He laid on top of me at first and began kissing me, he is an amazing kisser and I very much enjoy kissing him. We then made love and as always, he was so amazing. He makes love, so passionately, I lose control and enjoy every amazing minute of it. After we made love he began to pay his debt, he made me come so many times and had me screaming with pleasure. We kissed, enjoyed tasting each other, making love and then cuddled together and fell asleep. I laid there and first not wanting to fall asleep, as when I woke the night would be over and I didn’t want it to end.
In the morning we both woke before our alarms, it was so nice, as always, waking up next to him. We began to kiss, taste each other and make love all over again. It was so amazing, as always. In the morning, we needed to be quiet, as my adult son was home now and sleeping in the next room. I had to put a pillow over my mouth and really stop myself from screaming, which isn’t easy, as he is so amazing, I have so many orgasms with him. After our morning round of amazing and before he left, I laid there with my head on his chest, stroking his chest. I love laying there in his arms, stroking his body. I love the feel of his hands, like butter, gliding across my body.
It was time for him to leave for work, so I walked him to the door, kissed him goodbye, watched him get in his car and pull away. Even though I was sad to see him leave, I had the biggest smile on my face, as yet again I not only had the most amazing sex, but enjoyed the most amazing night, with an amazing guy. We don’t see each other a lot, but when we do, it is so enjoyable, relaxing and amazing time, both in and out of the bedroom. Yes does a part of me wish it was more often, of course, but I would rather spend an amazing night every once in awhile, then many average nights.
It is so nice to be in the company of someone you enjoy, that makes you laugh, you have a great time with, have amazing sex with and is a pleasure falling asleep and waking up with. Some people may think this isn’t for them, but for me, it works in my life right now. I am enjoying the time I spend with this amazing guy, when our busy schedules allow and while it lasts.
As we get older, whether we are men or women, we go through changes. Some physical changes, some mental changes, some financial changes, etc., but for some their sexual habits and/or desires change. Everything may not work the way it once did, as we get older. Some may have to take a pill, use lubricate, and/or toys, to achieve the same sexual satisfaction they once had.
I recently experienced almost total dryness and had to use lubricate, for the first time ever. I started seeing a guy and when we got to the point of intimacy, I could not achieve enough wetness, with him, it made the sex very uncomfortable and unenjoyable. The lubricate helped, but still wasn’t enough.
After my weekend with him, I spoke with a friend and she said she had started the same issue with her husband and they had to turn to lubricates, to make it pleasurable for her. She said her sex drive was still the same, but she could not achieve the same wetness, she always was able to. After speaking with a couple of close friends, it seemed this was common, among women, as they went through or after menopause. I had a hysterectomy about sixteen years ago and went through an early menopause, due to the hysterectomy and never experienced this issue before. I was extremely disappointed, as I have a high sex drive and didn’t feel the lubricate was helping.
As you all know that follow my blog, I have experienced the most amazing sex, with one man and he offered in the interest of science, to see if this truly was an issue for me or it was the partner. He could not believe I could ever have an issue, as he knows I would get extremely soaked, more so with him, than anyone else.
I agreed to his offer and we made a plan to go to dinner and then come back to my place and see if it was me or the partner. Dinner was amazing as always, as we always have a great time, great conversation and very much enjoy each other’s company, outside the bedroom, as well as inside the bedroom. After dinner we went to the bar, enjoyed the band that was playing and a drink and then he leaned over and said “do you want to go back to your place and make love?” I of course said yes. He paid the bill and we headed back to my place. I was a little nervous, as sex with him was always amazing, as he is an amazing lover, but was worried it would not be, if I could not achieve the wetness with him, also.
When we arrived back at my place we went upstairs to my bedroom and immediately begin to kiss and undress. I was wet just from the thought of him and as he began kissing me and undressing me, I became soaked. We made love for over two hours, it was amazing, as always and I was so soaked it was running down my leg. We fell asleep and woke up and made love again for another two hours or more. It was so amazing and again I had no issue getting wet. He actually said he could have used scuba gear I was so wet.
I can’t explain why with the other partner I could only achieve little to no wetness, but maybe Mr. Amazing, has spoiled me, with the most amazing sex, that any other does not satisfy me.
As I went to sleep last night, I laid on the pillows he used, I could smell him still in the room and on the pillows. I found myself wet, just by the thought of him and how amazing sex with him is. He would like to christen each room in my house and I personally can not wait.
When you have had the best, it can’t compare to the rest! This could be the reason I could only achieve little to no wetness, with anyone else now. We both seem to come so many times, when we are together. When I told him how amazing he was, he said it takes two and we are amazing together. I agree some people just connect sexually and some don’t and when you have the most amazing sex, with the most amazing lover, others don’t seem to compare or satisfy. Science doesn’t lie people!
The first thing I did was to try and come up with a new budget, but when I did I was negative $973 each month. Our JOD stated to split the mortgage or sell the home and my ex decided after three months of splitting the mortgage he was no longer going to split it. It wasn’t so much the mortgage, but the monthly bills for the home, heating and cooling the house. Also, he had let many things in the house go or put off fixing them, so the maintenance was also a problem.
I filed a motion, pleaded my case before the judge, but the judge told me she could not force him to split the mortgage. She ordered us to stop paying the mortgage and to place the home up for a short sale, as we owed more than it was worth. She also told us if it didn’t sell in a short sale, that we would then have to let our home go into foreclosure. I was heart broken, as how would I tell my children they would have to move from their childhood home. I cried the whole way home from court. What my ex wasn’t realizing, through all this, that he was breaking yet another promise that he made to our children. He wasn’t realizing that each time he would break another promise he made to our children, our children would lose more respect for him, pull further away from him and have more and more anger towards him. It was breaking my heart to watch my children’s relationship with their father slowly fall apart.
I had mixed emotions about losing in court and having to sell the family home. Part of me was so sad, as this was my home for twenty plus years, the home I brought both my children home from the hospital to, the home my children grew up in and held so many memories for all of us. Part of me was glad, as I felt living in the house that was ours, along with everything in it, that I truly couldn’t move on.
I came up with a plan to get a part time job, in addition to my full time job. I started applying to places for a part time job. I got a part time job at Kohl’s. I came up with a new budget. With not having to pay the mortgage and the part time job, I would be able to put money away for when we had to move and also pay off my debt. I worked seven days a week, 45 hours a week at my full time job and 30 hours at my part time job. I went from one job to another, most days, eating a sandwich I had made the night before, as I drove from my full time job to my part time job. I was exhausted, working both jobs, but just pushed through and did what I had to, so that I could get my debt paid off. Kohl’s was a great place to work and offered a great employee discount, which came in handy, especially at Christmas time. One night, at the end of my shift, I applied for a Kohl’s card and was shocked I got approved. I was so excited, as this was my first charge card in my name, after the divorce and a step towards repairing my credit. I learned that I should not close my old accounts and that my credit score would go up as I paid down my credit cards and other debt. I started a new practice that I called swipe and write. If I was to use a credit card, to earn rewards points, or get an extra discount, I would then write a check for the amount I spent and pay it right then. My goal was to pay off my debt and with no mortgage or rent and my part time job at Kohl’s I would accomplish this.
Next post I will go into how I prepared or tried to prepare for when we would have to move.
When I went to get divorced and went through our finances, I discovered I was over my head in debt. During my marriage I had handled the finances and had a strict budget, at one time. I would charge up my JCPenny’s card at Christmas, for example and then divide the balance by ten, this way it would be paid off to be able to charge again for Christmas, the next year. I remember my ex finally taking an interest in the bills and looking at my budget. He then questioned why I wasn’t just paying the minimum on the bills. I explained my budget and the reason I budgeted this way to him and he wasn’t happy. He then began to complain every month about my budget and tell me over and over again, my budget was crazy and didn’t make sense. As, he always did, he made me feel like I was wrong and stupid. I finally had enough of this and told him, if he could do better, than he could take over the finances and paying the bills. He gladly took over. I would discover later that it was the worse thing I could have done.
Not only was I over my head in debt, we had a second mortgage on our house, in his name only and credit cards in my name I had no clue I had. This was a time when banks were doing crazy things with mortgages. I found out later that the credit card offers came in the mail, he went online, applied, was approved and put himself, as a second card holder. I felt like I would never get out from under this debt.
The next blow came when he informed me he had an attorney and the agreement we worked on for months, which we both had agreed was very reasonable, was out the window. In the agreement we split all bills, debt, child related expenses, etc., fifty fifty. I wasn’t taking any child support and only a dollar of alimony. His girlfriend at the time felt he was getting screwed and needed an attorney. I had no money for an attorney, was over my head in debt and felt alone, lost and helpless. I lost it, was depressed, felt everyone was against me and like I was going to lose everything. The one thing I feared the most, was that I was going to lose my children. My ex would say to me over and over again if I couldn’t support the kids that I would have to move out of the family home and he would take care of the kids. I almost gave up. I was packing my bags and giving him the kids and the house. I made less than $30,000, didn’t finish my degree and financially couldn’t support my kids. My sisters and aunt came over and showed me it wasn’t hopeless and my kids told me that they didn’t want to live with their father. They told me if we had to live in my car they didn’t care, as long as they were with me it didn’t matter where we lived. It was at that moment I decided I couldn’t give up, that I wasn’t going to let my kids down, wasn’t going to let him bully me anymore and this time I wasn’t going to let him win. I got up the next morning and set out to do the best I could in court without a lawyer. My brother came to court with me for support. I vowed I would support my kids the best I could, as my kids wanted to be with me and not their father.
One day my daughter and I were driving in the car and she started to tell me all the things her father had told his girlfriend about me and said all the things he was saying about me were all things he said and did, not me. She then asked me why her father would tell her all those lies. I didn’t know what to say, but all I said to her was that I didn’t know why and that she would have to ask her father. There were times my daughter would come home from a visit with her father and his girlfriend and go right to her room and cry. When I asked what was wrong she didn’t want to talk about it. I later found out after her father broke up with this girlfriend, that the girlfriend told my daughter that she didn’t need to worry about living with her crazy mother for much longer, as her and her father were going to get married and get custody of her and her brother. I knew at this moment that I had done the right thing in not giving custody over to their father and giving up.
After the divorce was finalized, it was just the beginning, I had to get out of the debt I was in from my marriage, I had to repair my credit, I had to finish my degree and many other things. I sought advice, read articles and books and did everything I could to learn how I could accomplish all this. I will continue to post on my journey and tell you how I have and will accomplish this.
When I was 12 years old my parents sat my brother and I down and told us that they were separating. Four long years later my dad was moved out and the divorce papers were signed. It became just my brother, mom, two dogs, and I. My parents divorce made me grow up faster than the other kids my age. With my dad gone I would have to help my mom do everything she usually did plus what my dad did. I was determined to help her and make it easier for her anyway I could so instead of playing outside with my friends after school I would be inside cooking dinner for her for when she got home like my dad usually did. My mom worked during the day and at night and my brother went to school during the day and worked at night most of the time. I only went to school during the day at this point so I felt it was my duty to do the things around the house at night. I took care of the house making sure it was cleaned and things were done. I owed this to my mom for working so hard to keep a roof over our heads. At this time I realized it was my time to stop being a child and grow up, this was a mission I was willing to take on.
This quick period of time that I had to grow up taught me that there are many different responsibilities to go along with growing up. I had to learn to manage my money and time. I was given a certain amount of money each month from my father. That was the money I had for spending, for example getting clothes, buying food, hanging out with friends, etc. Managing my money was difficult at first, but became easier as I started to realize toward the end of the month I had little to no money because at the beginning of the month I would spend most of my money. I would deny hanging out with my friends because I didn’t have the money to. This helped me come up with a budget to manage my money so I wouldn’t miss out on anything with my friend/family at any time. What also helped was saying no to things I really didn’t need or turning down plans I couldn’t afford. I stuck to the things I needed and at the end of the month I would have money left.
I had to learn when it was appropriate to do things and when it was not. I learned when it was okay to ask to do something and when it was not. I knew when I didn’t do my chores it would stress my mom out so instead of asking to hang out with my friends knowing she’s going to say no because I didn’t do my chores I decided I had to take the higher road and say no to my friends myself and stay home to do my chores. My time became very valuable with all the responsibilities that were held in my hand. Knowing when it was time to do my homework and give me ample time to complete it was a big struggle I had at first, but as time went on I became more organized. I believe this will help me in college because I have learned to be more independent and organized. I believe these two things are important when entering college. You need to know how to be independent, manage your money and time as your parents won’t be there to do it for you. In a way my dad leaving help me have an understand what it is like to be on my own. Being organized showed me time management skills which will help you keep up with school academically. Going through my parent’s divorce helped shape who I became as a person by showing me what it’s like to grow up.