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I just got back from dinner with the man I recently referred to as Mr. Shady. It ended because his girlfriend called, angry, and he had to take me home, in order to go argue with her. Nice. LOL I’m just glad I didn’t go back to his house first and end up with a surprise visit!

This is the guy I went to an art walk with once, and saw one other time. I’m not that physically attracted to him and I didn’t want to kiss him. I discovered WHY later, when I saw a can of Skoal on his coffee table and asked about it. Yuck!

Anyway, I called him “shady” because he is just that. The things he tells me are sometimes crazy off the wall. The more I hear, the more I wonder about him overall.

I mean sometimes its little things, like the way he told me he was “forging papers” at work like it was nothing, or the fact that he claims to have “stolen” the cable in his apartment. Other times its his “jokes” about how he only has 4 kids that he “knows of” or about how he wants to eat cake batter out of my pussy (what?). Even tonight at dinner, he was pretending he was going to pocket the silverware from the restaurant. Who does that, when they are almost 40? SMFH…

Then there was the story he told me, about some escort he knows, who supposedly got tied up, dunked in a toilet and anal raped, then severely beat up, by a famous football player (he didn’t give names). Later he mentioned wanting to tie ME up. I wasn’t feeling that, for some reason, after the horror story.

He asked me the other day if I wanted to be in a relationship with him and I told him no, I’m not ready to be tied down. He said he wouldn’t mind if I fucked other people, that he has dated escorts and strippers and it doesn’t bother him at all. Still, I wasn’t interested.

I’m really not all that interested in him at all, so why am I even talking to him? I don’t know…I guess its because he’s really incredibly good at going down on me and wasn’t too bad in bed either. There were things I liked and he is at the least, entertaining. He’s persistent too, and flatters me a lot.

After tonight though, I just don’t know. He told me a story about how his ex wife tried to run him over with a car. He said he jumped on the hood and she drove for a minute then slammed on the brakes, throwing him. He showed me the scar on the back of his head where he says it was split open. According to him, she then started yelling at him that she wished they had never had a baby together, because now her child was “half ni**er”. Its hard for me to picture someone actually saying that but he claims that is why he then punched her and broke her nose. He said he knows he was wrong but that he lost it and had to pay her thousands in damages as well as go to domestic violence counseling.

Wow. What do you say to that? IDK. It’s made me even more leery to be spending time with him, even if it’s just for sex. Not sure what I am going to do now. He wants to meet with me in a couple of days. What with the crazy stories and the current angry girlfriend though… yeah, this could be bad news. Did I mention we drove past a lake and he made some comment about how he had heard it was full of dead bodies? Uhhh.. really?

I’m not even sure how I am going to end things. This guy calls a lot on the phone and he even knows where I live. I suppose I could block him and just stop answering calls and texts. I may have to do that.

Okay, enough about him. Lets get to some of my better stories, like the one about the Cohort meeting someone I’ve had sex with, at a gangbang party on the lake.

Let me just say first, that I am genuinely liking the Cohort quite a bit. He has a great personality and is a lot of fun. I’m also working for HIM too now, in addition to the Married Man. He’s got a little Ebay store, besides his regular job, that he has me helping with.

I’m actually enjoying it. He’s a bit of a perfectionist, but so am I, and we seem to be working well together. He likes my input and ideas and thinks I can actually help him make quite a bit more money, plus its beneficial to me and pays more than what I am doing for the Married Man. Not quitting on him yet though. 😉

Actually, since I’ve been working for the Married Man, I’ve discovered I like him more than I thought I would as a person. He’s actually kinda sweet, though when he last came over to deliver a paycheck, he looked like he wanted to eat me for breakfast! 😉 We haven’t been able to have sex since the kitchen table incident, but I am sure we will soon. Its definitely not for lack of desire.

For awhile, he was texting me, like clockwork, around midnight every night. I think the fantasy was there, but something was holding it back from actually turning into a booty call.

The Cohort seems to like me a fair amount too. Like, the other day, he was at a strip club and texting me how he wished it was me there, riding him. I was like, I cannot believe this guy is texting me while he is getting a lap dance! LOL THEN, he texts me while he is at a gangbang!

He said he and one of the other guys were talking, and my name came up. Turns out it was another one of my playmates. I’m like oh crap, which one is he talking about??

At first, I thought maybe it was Mr. Firm. I know he knows this couple and that wouldn’t bother me so much. But then I was thinking, it could be any number of guys. I knew it wasn’t the Host (even though I’ve seen him fucking this woman before) because the Cohort saw him at the party we attended together, and he didn’t know this guy’s name.

As a quick aside, the Host and I had a little booty call the other day and I made him cum from a blow job, he says for the first time in his life. So, I did it again a few minutes later ;). I also questioned him a bit more on his behavior towards me at that party and he again said I was ignoring him. He said he talked to the Cohort in the bathroom, and from what he was telling me it made it sound like he (Mr Host) was being a bit of a jerk. Sigh.

He claims the Cohort told him he’d “heard about him” and that he thought it was something bad. Come on! All he knew, was that virtually everyone at the party that I knew, mentioned that they had met me, at the Host’s house. The way he made it sound, was like the Cohort said that to him, and he blew him off and walked away. How rude. Ugh.

Okay, so back to this gangbang. They are gangbanging some woman and somehow my name came up (???) He said the guy was military. Well that narrows it down…. a little…

Finally I got a name. Yep. It was Mr. Military himself. Oh Lord. I’ve been trying to avoid him. I thought moving away would be good enough but he’s actually contacted me several times since then, wanting to come by and visit and saying he misses me, that I always made him feel great and he loved my smile. He even referred to me once as “innocent” (wth?)

I had felt kind of bad putting him off, but apparently his little talk with the Cohort was enough to stop all communication. I haven’t heard from him since. The Cohort says he wasn’t trying to “stake his claim” or anything, but that he let everyone know, in no uncertain terms, that we had been hanging out and that there would be more to come in the future. Hmmmm….

I’m actually glad and the Cohort really doesn’t appear to be the jealous type or anything. I think he just means we are going to continue to see each other, which is totally cool with me. He knows I fuck different guys, like my other boss, and Mr. Poly, though he doesn’t know about allll of them.

Speaking of Mr. Poly…wow, if I’ve ever had a real Sugar Daddy, this might be it, haha. Or at least close to it! He’s currently having the a/c in my van looked at and possibly even paying to fix it (we will see). Meanwhile, I get to drive his SUV!!

He’s also paying for his girlfriend and I to take pole dance classes together. I’ve been wanting to join this gym up here since I moved here and just didn’t have the money. When I mentioned it he was eager to pay for us both to get started. They also have stuff like Zumba and what they call “Urban Yoga” which I guess is like yoga moves to less relaxing music (50 Cent? LOL I guess I’ll find out).

On top of that, he went out the next day and bought a pole!! He had it set up in an empty room at the girlfriend’s house (that he owns). Then he had his people (I guess they are maintenance people, that’s what he calls them) paint the room and add disco lights to the ceilings and wire speakers into it as well. Now we have a fun place to practice and I’m sure he will want a private dance. He’s gonna put a couch in there too! Woohoo!!

I still don’t really know what this guy does for a living. He did say he was actually going to BUY one of the clubs that we went to a couple of weeks ago, but they wouldn’t sell it, and he is supposedly buying the auto shop where my van is getting looked at too. He says he has a couple of limos. He’s got people working to install internet in places and also works with the electric companies and casinos. That and he carries a gun with him all the time, supposedly because of some of the areas he has to work in. Who knows? I’m just happy to be getting the little side “benefits” lol.

The girlfriend seems to be warming up to me. I’ve been pretty nice to HER and I think she wants someone to hang out with. Still, I don’t think either of us is interested in fucking the other. Mr. Poly is nice and not bad looking, but I’m not probably as interested in him as he is in me either. The sex isn’t BAD or anything but its mediocre. Still, its all a fun diversion, and like I’ve said before, having a Sugar Daddy has always been a bit of a fantasy scenario.

So folks, thats a wrap for tonight. Hope all is well with all of you!!

A couple swap with the Producer!!

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Last night the Producer and I went to a swinger party.  He’d expressed interest in going, so I agreed to take him to one here in town.  I was a bit reluctant at first but when I discovered the party was schoolgirl themed, I changed my tune.  I’d bought a cute little schoolgirl outfit awhile back on clearance, for just such an occasion, and was excited for a chance to wear it!

I admit I was a little nervous about how things would go.  The Producer has expressed reluctance to “share” me in the past and I wondered how that was going to go over and if he was really just wanting to find a woman to hook up with.  The party didn’t allow single males so it would mostly be couples swapping and possibly an occasional single female anyhow. 

Much to my surprise he was actually pretty cool about things.  On the way to dinner I brought up the question of how he would feel about me hooking up with another guy and he said not to worry, he wasn’t going to trip.  He said we were going TOGETHER and leaving together and that he knew he’d end up taking me home in the end so that made him happy.

We had a great dinner and discussion beforehand.  I wore my new little white dress, despite it being after Labor Day (screw the “rules”, lol) and the first thing the hostess said to me at the restaurant was “I really love that dress, it’s so cute!!”  I got carded by the waitress, who said she was told to question anyone who looked under 30, so that made my day too! Ha!  Especially since I just had my ::cough37thcough::: birthday!!!  Shhhh…..

While we were eating the Producer kept staring at me and saying every time he sees me I look even sexier.  He was like “I am so sprung”.  Later on he was telling the same thing to people at the party, lol.

He recently mentioned a girl he knows who is from my hometown.  She is a stripper, and I guess at some point a few years ago wanted to move in with him to get away from bad influences there.  I had said hmmm, what is her name and he told me.  Looked her up on my phone on Facebook and sure enough we had 48 mutual friends, one of whom was one of my sisters. 

He was watching over my shoulder and was like, uh-oh, now I know who to ask about you.  Scrolled through the mutual friends and saw that I am also friends with a guy he knows from the music industry.  He and some other guys I grew up with actually made it pretty big for a while there.

This had him even more determined to find out about me.  He said he was going to call them both and try to dig up some dirt.  I tried to dissuade him and was like, all that and anything I did back then was a loooong time ago and doesn’t define me now.  He was shaking his head and saying he bet he was going to find out I was “gangsta”.

Oh shit.  He had me freaked out there for a bit, lol.  This lead to a discussion where he demanded to know how many sexual partners I had in the past.  I said it was irrelevant but he wouldn’t let it be and I finally told him.  Fortunately his numbers are much higher than mine.  He says he’s slept with over 250 people so that’s no big deal to him.  Whew!

As for the “gangsta” part, let’s just say he revealed some of his past and it’s much worse than mine so I have room to breathe.  Even if he does talk to someone and they tell him about my past or that I used to date a big deal drug dealer, it shouldn’t cause too much trouble.  He’s even admitted he has a huge “thing” for innocent looking females with a dark side. 😉 Anyhow, maybe all that discussion made him more open to exploring with me at the party because it was afterwards that he suggested we go to one. 

The night of the party he reserved a motel room at the official swinger hotel, right across from the building we would be in.  I warned him that it was kind of seedy and people leave their doors open where you can watch them fuck.  I’ve only been in there once before and it was after the 2nd party I went to with the Professor, that I haven’t really written about.  The rooms were full but he flirted with the girl making the reservations and she cancelled someone else, who hadn’t put theirs on a credit card, just so we could get in.

Thankfully, it has been remodeled a bit since the last time I was there and was looking much better.  The woman he had talked to on the phone was working the front desk.  She was of Middle Eastern descent and said her husband is black and she had figured the Producer was as well, from his name.  It’s funny how many people commented on his name last night.  He has a fairly common “black” name but I guess not many people around here have heard it and think it’s cool.

 We checked in and once we got up to the room I changed into my schoolgirl costume, complete with little white knit gloves with the finger holes cut out and white knee highs with black bows. (The picture above is the same as my outfit, but I didn’t wear the tie and my knee highs are different). I wore clunky black heels and my hair in high pigtails.  I’d asked the Producer’s opinion and he preferred those to braids or low pigtails.  He thought my outfit looked sexy and I only got compared to Pippi Longstocking once, lol. 

Some other people were claiming I looked like Salma Hayek.  Too funny.  I do get mistaken for being Latina fairly often and am built like a Latina girl, with a curvy butt and boobs.  The Producer said I was the hottest girl there and that he wasn’t really attracted to that many of the women.  There were a couple of cute blondes but even one girl that I have met before and think is really pretty, he said she had too small of boobs.  According to him a lot of the women were inflicted with “candle ass” where it looks like your butt is melting into your legs.  He says mine doesn’t look like that. 

Anyhow, he was unimpressed.  He wanted to sit back and people watch a bit so we found a place at a table and got our drinks made and kicked back.  We had a good view of some of the “shadow rooms” where you could see people’s silhouettes.  One had a sex swing in it and in another there was a guy getting a blow job.  There were also a few people on the dance floor and occasionally on the pole.  We never got to watch anyone on the Sybian because the women kept requesting privacy in there and they were kicking people out.

The guy getting the blow job was one of the first things I noticed and pointed out.  The Producer said look, you can tell it is a black dude in there.  Even through the curtain his silhouette looked “black” haha and since he was the only black person other than the Producer it was noticeable.  He also had a longish cock and the Producer said he thought that was what I was interested in, lmao.

Whoever it was was in there for a loooong time getting this blow job and I commented on that fact.  By this time there were TWO women blowing him and he was standing there scratching his head like he was bored.  Come to find out we were sitting right behind his wife, a blonde 40-ish woman, and she made a comment about how that was her husband “showing off again”.  She went and talked to him and was kissing on him but he was still standing there getting a blow job.  The Producer said he must not be getting a good one if it is taking that long and his wife said he NEVER cums from blowjobs anyway.

Meanwhile we drank and danced a bit and talked with some people.  During a couple of songs chairs were lined up across the dance floor and men came to sit on them while women found a guy to give a lap dance to.  The black guy’s wife invited the Producer to come sit out there while she danced for him and he said “no thanks” which she took personally. 

She was like “wow, you just shot me down like that?” and he apologized and said he just didn’t want to go up there.  However when it came the women’s turn to head up he really wanted to see me get a lap dance, so I went and took a seat.  I was giggling the whole time as some 40-something white dude straddled me and went to town.  He said “I don’t know what the fuck I am doing but what the hell” lmao.  Then he turned around and started grinding his ass on me so I playfully gave him a slap.  The man dancing on the woman next to me said “hey, no hands allowed” and I could see the Producer cracking up.

By this time the black guy had come out of the room and joined his wife and was talking with her and the Producer.  He was pretty darn cute and had an accent.  He said he was from some remote island in the Caribbean and is in the military here.  The Producer later commented that it looked like he married that woman for a green card.  She was in her early 40’s and he is 28.  He was definitely the more attractive looking of the two.

The Producer kept referring to the Caribbean guy as “Mandingo” and saying he could see me looking at him.  He was being playful about it but I kind of denied it and was like “whatever”.   When we talked with the couple, Mr. “Mandingo” (lol) barely even looked my way, though I admit I was wanting him to.  He did ask what our screen names were on the swinger site and I was hoping he was going to hit me up sometime later. At one point he was standing at the end of our table and I subtly “bumped” his foot on purpose to get his attention and we made eye contact. 

The Producer and I had fun singing some of the songs that were played and dancing together. Some women came over and flirted with him and talked with me too.  One of them is a bigger woman with gigantic boobs which she pulled out for him to touch.  Her male friend, not her husband, who was also there- I discovered later,  told the Producer if he didn’t suck on them he was a “pussy” but he declined.   

I finally got up on the pole towards the end of the night.  My school girl costume, as requested by the hosts, was without panties, so when I bent over you could see everything, lol.  I had fun but couldn’t do everything I wanted because it was one of those poles that is on a stand and doesn’t reach the ceiling so I was worried it could tip over.  It didn’t seem all that stable.  Still the Producer thought it was hot and said a lot of people were watching.  While he was trying to watch, the woman with the big boobs had them out and was bouncing them against his head, trying to distract him.  LOL

When it was time to go the Producer gave our hotel room number to Mr. Mandingo and his wife.  I was surprised since he’d expressed that he didn’t find her all that attractive!  He also gave it to the woman with the big boobs and her husband.  She’d been claiming she had the tightest pussy in the entire place and that he should give it a try. 

The Producer claimed he was thinking we could just not answer our door, but Mr. Mandingo and company were right on our tail as we walked up the steps to our room.  I went to use the restroom real quick and when I came out they were sitting on the chair by the bed. 

I sat on the bed and we talked for a few minutes before his wife came up to lie beside me.  The men started undressing and soon I was sucking Mr. Mandingo’s long black cock while the Producer fucked his wife next to me. The Producer warned him that my blow job skills are excellent and he said yeah but he never cums from blow jobs.  He also told the guy to fuck me real good. Oh my God, when we started fucking he was good!  I tried not to get too loud but I couldn’t stop.  In between I was whispering stuff in his ear, like “Oh my god that feels good”. 

He made me cum a few times and at one point the Producer came and slapped my ass a bit before he pulled me off of him.  He later said it was because the wife was starting to get upset.  I had looked over and seen him licking her pussy and them fucking on the chair a few minutes before that.  We traded and the Producer and I fucked for a while and Mr. Mandingo and his wife were going at it right next to us. 

At some point they stopped and I was giving the Producer a blowjob.  I had thought they were done but the guy came up behind me and slipped on another condom.  The wife was just sitting in the chair while the two of them were tag teaming me. 

At some point we switched and the Producer had me bent over the bed while Mr. Mandingo came over again and had his cock in my face so I started sucking.  He and the Producer were talking about my dick sucking skills and Mr. Mandingo said that with me it seemed like I loved it so much it was a “fetish”.  Haha 

I hate to think what was going through his wife’s head because she was just sitting there while I was getting all the attention.  Someone came to the door and the Producer pulled out of me as the wife went to answer.  I continued on sucking and Mr. Mandingo spurted out a bunch of cum.  The others were distracted but I said to him “I thought you don’t cum from blowjobs”. He was like “I don’t even know what just happened”.  LMAO 😉 

So we stopped and the first thing the wife says to me is “you need to work on the sounds you make.  Sometimes it sounds like you are saying OW, like you are getting hurt”.  WTF?  Bitch please…but I didn’t comment and looking back I do feel bad for her being left out.  I’m pretty sure she said that out of jealousy.  I mean, maybe I do, I don’t know, but it’s not like I practice my sex noises, lmao.

Anyhow when they left the guy who had been at the door, the man who was a friend with the big boob woman was still standing there and the Producer made me lift up my dress to show him my ass.  Then he went downstairs to look for the woman he’d been with and I wondered how long I would be up there alone.

I didn’t know if he was down there fucking her or what but didn’t see anyone in the hallway when I went out there.  So I lay on the bed and touched myself a bit thinking about what had just went down.  The Producer came back fairly quickly and said he’d gone in the lobby and that guy had tried to grab his dick so he told him no and came back up to be with me.  He was like “screw that!” 

We fucked some more and I made him cum with a blow job.  Then we crashed and fell asleep.  I noticed the next morning that I’d been validated on the swinger site by Mr. Mandingo (presumably him and not his wife) who said I was sexy and fun.  I wonder if I will ever see or hear from them again?  The Producer says he bets money I will.

We were discussing it when he took me out for breakfast and I was like yeah, but the wife wasn’t too keen on me when they left.  He says he can tell she will just follow her husband’s lead and do what he says because he is giving HER good dick.  Hmmmm… I guess we will find out!! 

Playing with the Pilot

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I’m still flying high with the pilot. So far he is awesome and a half!! Last night we attended a masquerade swinger party in the city near where he lives and had a blast!  That and I think we had sex with each other at least 7-8 times.

He wanted me to come up for the party so he offered to pay my gas and get a hotel that would be convenient for me and make it less of a drive.  That makes it sooo much easier for my broke ass, lol, so I was very thankful.  Plus he got us a very nice room at the Hampton with a king size bed that we made very good use of. 😉

The party we were attending had a masquerade theme and you were supposed to wear black.  Black shirts for the men, and either a black dress or lingerie for the women, plus a Venetian mask.  I decided to go with lingerie.  I sent a pic of myself in thisbodystocking to the Pilot earlier in the week and he asked if that was what I was going to wear.  I was like I can, should I?  And he said “Absolutely!!”  So we decided to go all out.  I wore that with little star shaped pasties to cover my nipples and a pair of panties that is basically just a red satiny triangle with black ribbon, making it into a g-string, underneath.  Topped it off with sparkly gold nail polish and black high heel, wedged platforms with a peekaboo toe and a bow at the bottom.  Oh and my mask…. mask

I was very pleased with how things were going prior to the party.  The Pilot says he has never taken a woman with him to a swinger party before but he was the one that brought up a discussion about our boundaries beforehand.  We decided that it would be fine to play with whoever either one of us was attracted to AT the party, and that we didn’t necessarily have to both play but that we would leave together no matter what.  If we played with anyone after the party it would have to be on mutual interest and agreement.

Just having that all decided in advance made me feel a lot more secure and ready for whatever might happen.  I really like that about the Pilot.  He is a planner in other ways too and always lets me know what the deal is with things like the hotel or meeting times enough ahead of time that I have plenty of chance to fit everything into my schedule and not stress.  As a generally really busy, single mom, anything that lets me relax a bit is a bonus.

He was really sweet about letting me know that he is in no rush for anything and if I am late or take a long time to get ready or whatever it is okay.  He has four kids of his own so I think he gets it and says rushing is never fun.  He got the hotel where I would only have to drive a little over 2 hours instead of 3 and would be able to shower and get freshened up and everything too after my trip, which I totally appreciated!

By the time I had dropped my children off with my ex, packed, grabbed a bite to eat and driven up to the hotel, it was after 9 pm.  He planned things out so he arrived right about the same time as me (his drive was like 45 min).  He hugged and kissed me and told me I looked great, even though the air conditioning in my van isn’t working and I was feeling a hot mess.

 HE looked especially hot, in a long sleeved black dress shirt and his head shaved.  He really is a good looking guy, like one you can’t help but steal glances at from time to time and be like “damn”, lol.  He’d asked me to pick up a mask for him when I was at the party store, which was no problem since it was like 99 cents for his, lol.  I’d sent pics of a few and he picked a basic black eye mask.  It looked good on him too. 😉

After checking into the hotel and into our room, we made out just a little bit before I was like I really need to start getting ready, lol.  He was like God, I want to fuck you now but go ahead, don’t worry about rushing and I will go fill the car up with gas and be back in a bit.  So I went ahead and took a shower.  The shower had a see through glass door and I was tempted to leave the door open a crack and tempt HIM to come in there but I didn’t because I knew it would make us really late, haha.  When he came back I could hear him out there cracking up laughing at some TV show, it was kinda cute.

So I got all dolled up and he was liking the outfit.  I put on a black tank top and short jean skirt over it to wear as we walked from the parking lot to the club.  He’d told me it’s in kind of a bad neighborhood, though the club itself is nice, and I didn’t want to be walking on the street like that, lol.

I’d seen the guest list on the swinger site prior so had some idea of what to expect.  This party, unlike the ones I’ve been to here, was a nice racial mix. There were probably an equal amount of black and interracial couples plus a handful of white couples and one or two Latino couples.  There were quite a few singles signed up ahead of time and it was full to the allotment of single males (I think 15).  This club also plays better music, hip hop and rnb, which I find easier to dance to.  Most everyone was in their 30’s-40’s with a couple of older couples.

The Pilot and I had discussed some beforehand about what we are each attracted to and basically decided that he likes women like me and I like guys like him (duh, lmao).  The idea was that we weren’t going to try and push each other into anything or take any for the team and would go for whoever we felt like fucking.  He’d also let me know that he wanted to fuck me in front of people while we were there because he gets off on it.  I was all for that one, since I’m a bit of an exhibitionist myself. 😉  I guess he pretty regularly fucks SOMEONE when he goes to this party too, which is held once a month and he says is his favorite.

As we were in the parking lot some women walked by and the Pilot was like uh-oh, I didn’t know that this one woman was going to be here.  She apparently has it bad for him and he says he doesn’t really feel the same though they have fucked twice, once at least at a party.  He says she just got divorced and has been asking him stuff like how he would feel about being a couple in the Lifestyle.  I asked if me being there was going to cause drama and he said no, but that he’d admitted to her that he was kind of looking to slow down with the swinger stuff but that he wasn’t meaning with HER. 

She was with a woman who had emailed me earlier and who later brought up the Professor!  I’d never met this woman before and she was quite heavy, so not the Prof’s type at all but apparently he had been talking to her about ME?  They didn’t even know each other because she didn’t remember his first name but said that he’d told her we weren’t talking now and that we’d gone to parties together in the past.  I was standing at the bar getting a drink later on when this woman approached me and said that they had been emailing and he was telling her that he thought I must be coming to the party with someone and probably wouldn’t be there alone.  Hmmm….

Wonder why he is digging for information from complete strangers??  He must have seen on my profile that I was attending.  I have noticed him looking at it a couple of times lately but you have to hit a button that redirects you to another page to see what events a person has signed up for.  Not sure why he cares what I am up to if he’s not interested in me himself.   WTF?  There was a guy I used to see a long time ago that would cockblock me at clubs, long after we broke up, and it reminds me a bit of that.  He’d wait till I went to the restroom or something and go tell the guy I had a boyfriend and cause trouble for me that way.  Men are nuts sometimes with their territorialism.

Anyhow, back to the Pilot.  On the way up the steps he is like oh, by the way, I don’t generally mess with other black men’s women unless they make it pretty clear that’s what they want.  Something about how the guys there kind of do that out of respect and that the white guys who go to the party are usually ones looking for BBC for their wives.  I didn’t give it a lot of thought at the time but afterwards I did notice that though there were quite a few black men there, they mostly treated me like they would if I’d shown up with the Pilot as my regular boyfriend and we weren’t at a swinger party, i.e., they were polite and friendly but did not hit on me at all other than one man where he and the Pilot were talking with me and his wife all together, and the host couple that the Pilot knows and has said the guy wants him to play with his wife sometime and he wanted to introduce me. Oh, and one guy when I was sitting alone for a minute. The white guys actually hit on me more, which is kind of backwards from how it usually is, but whatever, haha.

Anyhow, he paid for us to get in and unlimited drinks, which was $40 for him and $25 for me.  The bartender was this totally gorgeous black woman that I liked immediately and asked if she would hold my clothes after I stripped down to lingerie.  She was a sweetheart but according to the Pilot he doesn’t think she is a swinger.  I think he was lamenting that one, ha!

Most everyone had on masks and quite a few women were in lingerie, though mine might have been a little more risqué than most, lol.  I got lots of positive comments on it though. 😉  Like I said, I’m a bit of a show-off that way when I can get away with it.

This party had an interesting set up, that included several rooms, most of which had several black leather couches in them.  A couple rooms also had a disco ball and a stripper pole in the middle on a platform.  One had a massage table and there was a glory hole through one door.  Kind of a largish “glory hole” though.  It was almost the size of my head, haha. In the hallway, near the area that was being used as a bar, there were some trays of appetizers.

After showing me around a bit and sitting on a couch drinking and talking to a few people, the Pilot and I went in one of the rooms with a pole. He pulled me up to start dancing with him, even though no one else was yet.  We were having fun, he is a good dancer, and soon there were a few other couples on the floor too. 

A couple of drinks later I decided to get on the pole and try out some of the new tricks I’ve learned in my class. 😉  It was fun and we got to where he was dancing with me, like grinding on me and stuff. People were clapping for us and shortly after that they announced a pole dance contest but I was done and didn’t join, lol.  The girl who won was a (topless) black girl that knew how to hang upside down and do all kinda stuff on there that I’m not quite up to yet anyway, ha! It was cool though and they gave out a bunch of other prizes, I’m not sure all what for.  The Pilot won some His and Hers KY jelly, but I have no idea why and he was like “we won’t be needing this, haha” (I’m pretty much always wet and willing, lol). 

After all that he asked me if I wanted to suck his dick through the glory hole.  I said sure so he went into one room and I was on the other side.  He peeked through first and bent down to give me a kiss, so I knew for sure it was him, lmao.  I didn’t realize it, but while I was giving him his blow job an audience had accumulated.  He came down for another kiss and asked if I’d noticed all the people behind me?  Haha. 

Then he was like “turn around and back your ass up to the hole so I can fuck you”. So I did and he pulled my panties aside and we were fucking through the hole.  There were a handful of people watching and one woman said “I have never seen a glory hole used like THAT before”.  LMAO.  It was pretty hot.  When we were done people were actually CLAPPING, LMFAO.  He said that on the other side that one girl that likes him had come up behind him and was kind of “helping” him fuck me.  He thought she might have wanted to fuck him too and I said that would have been fine but he said he didn’t want to.

He came over to my side and some of the older, white guys that had been watching wanted him to let their wives give him a blow job.  They were concerned that it might not be okay with me but I said it was fine and the Pilot obligingly unzipped his pants.  One of the husbands called the Pilot the Jolly Green Giant, and it was kind of like, WTF, but the Pilot was good natured about it. They invited me to come sit between the two women, who seemed super concerned that I might be bothered, but I wasn’t.  At some point I joined in with the blow job but just for a little bit.  When one of the husbands started hinting that he wanted the Pilot to fuck his wife, he pulled me up and kind of blew the guy off.  He said he doesn’t like it when guys get pushy like that and it’s clearly the guy wanting him to do stuff more so than the woman being interested.

We ended up going back into one of the pole rooms where a few couples were making out.  He had me suck his cock a little more then climb up on his lap, facing him on the couch, and ride him.  He later said he had a good view of the couple behind us fucking while we were doing our thing.  I just noticed a woman watching from the doorway and occasional people stopping by, lol.  We danced a little more and he pulled my panties aside and started licking me while I was backed up against the pole in the middle of the room. 

He never came at the party, but did at least 5 times after we got back to the hotel, maybe 6, when it was just the two of us.  😉  On our way out we stopped to talk to people and the woman that likes him and the bigger woman were there and she was obviously wanting to talk to him. When we got back to the car, where we had left our phones, he showed me that she had texted him “I want to suck your dick” while we were in there.  Oops.  She again texted him around 3 am, while he and I were busy fucking and he didn’t see it until late the next morning.  I kinda felt bad for the girl. 

There seem to be a couple of women like that who are into him and he’s not seeming that interested.  Some others had wanted him to go to some mud tournament deal they had going on today too but he was at the hotel with me.  I probably need to watch out that I never become “that girl”. :p  For now though, he seems pretty into me and even wants to drive all the way here again soon.  Still trying to keep things at FWB level for now and so far so good on my end.  I can see why women like him though!

The only little red flag that has popped up is that he has told me he was divorced 4 years ago and at first was saying he’d been in the Lifestyle about 4 years.  Then he brought up something that made it sound like it had been a lot longer so I asked again how long ago he got into swinging and he says he first did it about 10 years ago but stopped when he was deployed.  Well, he also mentioned before that his ex- wife wasn’t into swinging at all or anything like that, so presumably it was done behind her back.  Hmmm… Not that I’m an example of a shining beacon of faithfulness or anything, I did have an affair myself.

Back at the hotel we fucked and fucked, lol.  It was very good and we’d finish and I’d think he wanted to sleep but then he’d want to fuck again.  We finally fell asleep sometime after 4. He woke me up the same way he did last time, sticking his dick in me from behind, at around 7 am.  After a couple rounds I got a shower and we went down to enjoy the hotel breakfast.

Then back to the room for more sex.  And more.  I was amazed at how much he came after that much fucking, lmao.  I was a little worried once that he may have cum inside me because we weren’t using a condom and he acted similarly to how he does when he’s about to cum then stopped for a little bit and started kissing me while he was still inside. IDK, but I think I’m past the fertile time of the month anyway so not too concerned.  Years of natural family planning has me still paying attention to that.

Toward the end a maid actually came and knocked on the door while we were in the middle of it all and he was like “um, could you come back later?”  We were surprised she couldn’t hear what we were up to as I was not being especially quiet.  He’d been teasing me before that if I kept saying “oh my God” people were gonna think we were in there having church! 😉

So anyhow we got back at it and he pulls me over the side of the bed and was doing me from behind with my hands pinned down under his and I came really hard, then he just kept going because HE was about to cum, so I got kind of extra loud that time.  We stop, he came all over my back, then goes to get a towel to wipe it up and after a pause we hear the vacuum start in the room next door.  LMAO.  It was pretty clear the maids had been listening that time, because they waited until AFTER we are done with all that noise to turn on the vacuum cleaner.  We were cracking up.

He was even like “now you have material for your blog”.  He knows I write one and I’ve mentioned it has some erotic content but not elaborated.  I think he’s thinking I write erotic stories.  Haha… He’s brought it up before and I think enjoys the idea of being blog fodder.  If only he knew…;)

Pole dancing and picking up girlfriends

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Meeting guys is easy. Dating sites, sex sites, Craigslist, bars, walking through the grocery store, you name it, there are all sorts of places to meet men. I tend to get hit on pretty frequently when I am out without my children, and sometimes when I have them with me. Not necessarily by anyone I WANT to be hit on by, lol, but whatever, it still boosts my ego.

Not that I am out very often sans kids. It’s quite rare, actually. They are mostly attached to my hip when I’m in public. So that hampers things a bit too. In the event that a guy talks to me with my kids standing there, I am much more reserved and unlikely to show interest. That hasn’t stopped a random guy from KISSING me in the grocery store parking lot awhile back (while my kids were in the van after he followed us out)and occasional men hounding for my number or simply talking and appearing interested. My 13 year old son sometimes points out his observations to me. “That guy likes you”. Yeah, HE can even tell, lol.

I’m not horrible looking or anything but I also don’t look like a supermodel. I think the reason I get hit on a lot probably has more to do with the fact that I smile a lot and maybe look “approachable”. I’m generally polite and friendly to strangers. Sometimes guys take this to mean more than it actually does.

One of my sisters, who is quite attractive, claims men rarely talk to her. I think in her case it has more to do with the fact that she appears “closed” and brushes people off. She’s not as open and warm. If I didn’t know her I wouldn’t talk to her either. I’d be afraid she’d tell me off, lol.

In any case, I find meeting men to basically be a piece of cake. If I want to go on a date, I just go glance through the zillions of emails I have on Plenty of Fish or OkCupid and pick a few to respond to on a night I have free. Usually at least one will ask me out right then. OR I throw out a Craigslist ad and generally get several responses before they flag and take it down. Then there’s the swinger site and an occasional option there that seems interesting. That doesn’t always wield great results, but hey it’s easy to at least find a guy who wants to meet.

They’re everywhere, even if the ones I genuinely LIKE and have good chemistry with are fewer and farther between. I’ve heard the statistic somewhere that there are 500 men for every woman on online dating sites! I don’t know if that’s actually the case but there are definitely a lot of fish in the sea, whether they are good catches or not. Of course, I also have a few men in my life that I like and have available for sex already, even though they don’t all live close by. So generally, guys are easy.

Now WOMEN on the other hand, are really difficult. I’m not even talking about for sex. Men complain about that I know, but I’m just talking friendship. It’s really hard for me to meet female friends. Ladies, you know how we are. Often cliquish and reluctant to let a new woman into the fold.

Don’t get me wrong, I have women friends that I’ve known since childhood and I have sisters. They all live far away, though it’s great to talk on the phone and have an occasional visit. The women I know around here are mostly people I knew during the years I was married to a man in ministry. So that means they are hardcore Conservative Christians. Most of them are married. I’m the odd woman out.

Anyway, despite the male attention, I really MISS having some girlfriends to hang out with! When the Professor goes on his guys nights out (he plays poker with some guy friends once in a while and not too long ago took a road trip to watch a football game, stuff like that), I’m happy for him but it also makes me wish even more that I had some female company as well. The problem is where to find some!

I’m not really in a position to go out often without my children. I used to be in MOPS (Mothers of Preschoolers) and met a lot of women there but it also has that Christian focus. Lovely ladies and we had fun but they aren’t women I can let down with and enjoy a glass of wine or more adult activities. I also felt that pressure to put on a certain “face” and be that perfect wife and mother around them. When I got divorced I felt a little bit ostracized. The same was very much true for my experience with women in the church. Suddenly my “friends” weren’t so “friendly” anymore, now that I am divorced. That was a part of why we dipped out of church and all its accompanying fakeness.

Shortly after my divorce I wanted to meet some other single females to hang out with that were more my speed so I tried a local Meetup group. I met with a couple of ladies for drinks and it was fairly nice but they were all married and a bit boring. Still I would have gone out with them again if my ex- husband’s schedule hadn’t changed to where he wasn’t taking the children in the evenings. Due to that I was unable to attend meetings for quite a while and they dropped me from the list. 😦 Finding and affording childcare for me to have time to go out is generally difficult.

Anyway, the last time the Professor had a men’s poker night and was sending me pics of the guys playing and stuff I told him I really wished I had a way to meet some other women and he had a great (and obvious- duh!) idea! He said what about at the gym? I was like I never talk to women at the gym, we are mostly just on our own machines working out with headphones on. He said what about taking a class?

The wheels started turning, how could I not have thought about that?? I work out daily anyway and have a membership at the YMCA. There is free childcare there and plenty of classes offered. I’d seen some aerobic dance classes going on a while back and even seen friends of mine post stuff on Facebook about Zumba, which totally sounded like my cup of tea! I love doing dance style workouts at home.

I immediately went down and got a schedule and they offer Crossfit and Zumba and Pilates and a few other different classes. The Zumba classes are offered in the evenings at a time that would be great for me and you don’t have to sign up but just show up whenever you want to come. PERFECT! 🙂 I went to three classes last week and really enjoyed it. Decent music and the moves are fun and easy to follow. The women seemed nice though the instructor one of the days and another woman were going on about a great worship service at church, so yeah, more church ladies but maybe not everyone.

Anyhow, the Professor made another comment about me liking my pole dancing experience at the last swinger party and he wondered if they offered classes about that. Of course the Y here doesn’t. They have classes that only play Contemporary Christian music though. Gagging here, that is like the worst music ever. I can’t STAND Contemporary Christian music, even all those years in church. I’d much rather listen to gospel or hymns or praise and worship music than Contemporary Christian, it just SUCKS, lol. It all sounds the same and is just horrible. One of the reasons I was turned off by one guy I had sex with a couple of times was because he insisted on blasting this horrible sounding music by Creed in the car when he was driving and telling me how great it was. YUCK!! How can anyone listen to that shit? But I digress…

So anyway, I decided to look online for pole dancing classes in this area. At first I couldn’t find anything and thought it was a hopeless search. THEN I finally came across a place a few miles out of town that offers some pole dancing classes that are a combination of that with belly dancing, yoga, pilates and some other stuff. The whole place sounded really hippy and New Age, but kind of intriguing. They were very mysterious as to what they actually do there, only women are allowed and it’s way out in the middle of nowhere on some kind of renovated farm down a dirt road. The descriptions were very mystical.

The intro class was only $25. I had to try it, to see what this place was all about. Since my ex hadn’t taken the kids the previous weekend I had a reason to ask him to take them during the week too so I made an appointment.

Last night I dropped off the children and drove for about thirty minutes in the sleet down dark country roads looking for this place. I finally found it. There were some sort of creepy decorations on the gate and I drove down a long gravel drive to park outside the building where it would be held. Honestly I was feeling slightly afraid. Like, are these actually serial killers? Why is it way out in the middle of nowhere, why are they so secretive about what they do and why is it only women? It was dark and raining ice and that didn’t help. However, when I pulled up there was another woman arriving at the same time who had never been there before. We weren’t sure if we were even in the right spot because there were several buildings but decided to walk up the stone path to what looked like a remodeled cabin or garage of some sort.

Walking through the door we were greeted by a receptionist in a very relaxing, spa-like atmosphere and asked to fill out some forms. We joined two other girls who were doing the same, on some nice comfortable couches. On the wall were nude paintings of men and women dancing and sitting on park benches. I picked up what looked like a mint out of a bowl on the front desk, unwrapped it and popped it in my mouth. It tasted like some sort of organic horehound candy and was spicy too. Blech…

The papers I filled out were at first basic and then I had to sign some interesting forms promising not to share the secrets of what I did and learned there. So I have to be a bit vague, even with you all, sorry! I could hear the strains of “Dirty Diana” playing in the adjoining room before seeing the women in the previous class leave. Like us, there were only about 4 of them, one older woman maybe in her early 40’s and a few twenty- somethings.

The women in my class were in their early and late twenties or so, other than me, but I didn’t feel out of place. The instructor was older than me and the website made sure to assure us that all body types and ages were more than welcome. A few of us needed to use the restroom, so we had to leave the building and walk through the cold, wet weather into an adjoining building, past screaming cats in a garage and into what appeared to be someone’s house and laundry room. The mirror in the restroom was completely covered with little notes saying things like “you are a Goddess” and “your body is beautiful”.

We returned to the main building. Once we got signed in we were asked to leave our coats and purses and shoes in cubby holes and were taken into a darkened room with a few stripper poles and sat down on mats on the floor. The instructor was joined by the woman who was behind the desk.

The room and the atmosphere, I can only describe as very unique, yet inviting and warm and relaxing. There was a fake gas fireplace and dim red and yellow lanterns adorned the ceiling. No mirrors, any windows were completely covered with very dark curtains. It was sort of like being in a cave and had this Wiccan or Pagan “feel” to it. It reminded me a bit of when I was a kid and my grandmother used to take me to a hippy Sufi “church”, where we would light candles and chant.

We went around the room giving brief introductions and backgrounds. One woman had been in the military and wanted to get more in touch with her feminine side. The other two had previous experience in dance (not the erotic kind) and wanted to regain their skill in some way and learn something new. Me, I simply cited curiousity.

Anyhow, what transpired after that, I can’t really describe. We did a lot of relaxing exercises set to music that put you in a somewhat trancelike state, but it was both sexy and a bit like meditation. I actually enjoyed it quite a bit. It was nice to let go of all the stress of the week and get lost in this new experience.

Then we got to work learning some sexy stances and exercises and trying a new trick on the poles. They had a couple of regular poles and a spinning one as well. It was amazingly easy to me (though they said they don’t start out with the “easy” moves necessarily) but also fun. I got compliments from the instructors on my gracefulness and ease and the way my long hair looked spinning around on the pole. No one said anything negative to anyone. One woman (the military girl) struggled with a bit of awkwardness but was only given encouragement and helpful tips. There was a lot of cheering on and positive reinforcement.

Afterwards we sat on a soft couch together and watched as the instructors did a demo of what we would learn if we take the regular course. It was mesmerizing, entrancing and something I would definitely like to try! I’m waiting for a little bit of tax money to come in and then pretty sure I will enroll in a short course. It’s really not too expensive and I think it will be a lot of fun. They offer courses at several different times. I think it’ll be awesome, relaxing, a bit empowering and maybe I’ll get to meet new friends too, not to mention learn a few skills that I may get a chance to show off at some point, like at one of the swinger parties. They almost always have a stripper pole standing around somewhere.

Between that and Zumba I at least have a running start in meeting new girlfriends. Women can be hard to get to know sometimes and I realize that in general around here I don’t fit in. I actually feel kinda bad because back when I first got divorced I remember a woman emailing me on OkCupid saying she was really just looking for friendship and didn’t know where to start. I didn’t email her back because at that time she seemed needy and I had a lot on my plate plus it seemed a little odd, but maybe she was just someone like me, who didn’t know where to find other women to relate to! Hopefully things worked out for her and soon will for me as well. 🙂