I was at the airport yesterday standing next to a man, a gorgeous man, who was having his bag searched. Apparently gigantic dildos are suspicious items and he happened to have two of them in his bag. I’m trying to pretend that I don’t notice but I notice. The gorgeous man then turns to me and says, “Those are for my wife... she likes to have a good time.” To which I reply while blushing fiercely, “Well, I’m glad you found someone that you can enjoy life with.” Because what else could I say to him lol. Then this 6’ something, muscular, tan sex god points to his equally beautiful wife and says, “You should join us. We love company.” I was so shell shocked by his offer I studdered out something ridiculous, “Thanks but I’m married.” Now in retrospect I think I missed out on one of life’s rare gifts lol. What would you have done in my shoes?

When all the world feels like a blur of beige I can’t help but beg for change
Any variation of this malignant boredom is welcome to soothe my pain
Like a breath of fresh air in walks a stranger whom feels the same
A rush of color vibrantly shines in contrast to these mournful greys
A spark ignites, will it burn bright enough to sever these chains
I dare not hope to fervently lest this fragile opportunity hurry away
Another sun rises and with it rises possibility of hope and of love
But the stranger is gone and with it the color that offered change
And I am left with these chains that are mournful grey boring beige days

Kiss - @Mr-H
Slap - @grump
Kick - @WtfJudith (but only if it turns into a tickle fight)
Smash - @Mr_peanut
Cuddle - meh
Punch - nah
Hug- @Anthony-0

First meetings laced with fear of discovery.
Fear pushed aside for the sake of your embrace.
Let us meet in secret more than just today.
Soft lips like pillows are fringed with desire.
Sweet tongue searching for that heady drink.
Deft hands carry us to an isolated place.
Where pleasure not fear is our only company.
Let us meet in secret more than just today.

@obviouslylucifer Ha! Love it... I think I’ll borrow the first one and let you know how’s it works out!! 😆

@mr-h a kiss here a kiss there...who just wants one anyway

@mr_peanut Sometimes the “could have been’s” are the best memories. Leaves so much to the imagination!! Real life has a way of kicking you in the butt that imagination can’t lol!

@mr_peanut I try to be 15 min early everywhere I go. Otherwise I get all nervous and jittery. I don’t mind waiting on others or for an event to start. It gives me a few minutes to myself.

@wtfjudith that was more my train of thought lol... pretty sure my mind lives in the gutter though. 🤣

My secret identity is an ode to the double life led by this lonely married woman lest my secrect life be betrayed.

First meetings laced with fear of discovery.
Fear pushed aside for the sake of your embrace.
Let us meet in secret more than just today.
Soft lips like pillows are fringed with desire.
Sweet tongue searching for that heady drink.
Deft hands carry us to an isolated place.
Where pleasure not fear is our only company.
Let us meet in secret more than just today.

@mr-h on the lips 😏

@mr-h a kiss here a kiss there...who just wants one anyway

Kiss - @Mr-H
Slap - @grump
Kick - @WtfJudith (but only if it turns into a tickle fight)
Smash - @Mr_peanut
Cuddle - meh
Punch - nah
Hug- @Anthony-0

None! You have to walk a few miles in married shoes to be able to offer advice.

@wtfjudith that was more my train of thought lol... pretty sure my mind lives in the gutter though. 🤣

@liliputian1 I would have to hold a memorial service for my erotic novels because there’s no way I’m keeping the hard copies around my house lol.

@justchatamy Thank you... just a byproduct of life for me lately... im not always so gloomy 😉

When all the world feels like a blur of beige I can’t help but beg for change
Any variation of this malignant boredom is welcome to soothe my pain
Like a breath of fresh air in walks a stranger whom feels the same
A rush of color vibrantly shines in contrast to these mournful greys
A spark ignites, will it burn bright enough to sever these chains
I dare not hope to fervently lest this fragile opportunity hurry away
Another sun rises and with it rises possibility of hope and of love
But the stranger is gone and with it the color that offered change
And I am left with these chains that are mournful grey boring beige days

@robinnotthehood good luck!!