The Best Sex EVER. i’m not playing. it WAS.

This was written on the night of 11/15/03:

Turn away now if “sex talk” offends you. I’m 100 per cent sex brained right now and this is my only outlet. so let it be written, so let it be done.

I can’t believe i didn’t want to go visit him! Meathead that is, I’m changing his name to Mr. Lover or… Super Sex God… or… something… i don’t think there is a word to describe how amazing this sex was. I can still feel my body resonating from the orgasms… and the last one was over 4 hours ago. damn, i really wish he didn’t live so far away. I’m virtually scrambling around in my head trying to find a way to have a babysitter so I can go visit him once a month. I need it. How insane am i???

I’m way ahead of myself, so I’ll backtrack.

Thursday night I got online and Meathead (who will from now on be called Mr. Lover… I like it, even if it is sorta cheesy… heh…) asked me if I could come over today. I told him that I couldn’t make any definite plans cuz I’d have to find someone to watch my boys. So it was virtually not going to happen. We talked last night and I still wasn’t sure if my mom would watch them… i was actually trying to think of a good reason because “I need to go have sex with a hot guy” doesn’t really seem appropriate. Also, I was having a lot of second thoughts about actually going somewhere to have sex with someone… yeah, can you believe it!!! I was just hesitant because really… it wasn’t like it was life or death. And maybe I was being overly horny running around with all these bonable prospects. I felt like I needed to calm down and breath and allow myself an opportunity to have a clear head and a stable mind. Plus, booty call boy was always popping up and willing to come to my house. so no biggie big.

Well… I woke up this morning and I knew I had to see him. Let me rewind… bootcall boy DID come over last night.(yes, i was super sex girl this weekend. i told someone i wouldn’t call myself a slut. so. i was PROMISCUOUS to the extreme. heh… it happens. no shame in my game. ha!)

The sex was ok, but just like the last two times,after we were done, he got up and left like a bat out of hell and it’s like drinking flat soda. it might be good if it wasn’t soda.

or… something. ok, it’s like having a GOOD soda and then it gets flat and you take a sip and it’s not what you expected.

yeah.

so the sex is good soda.

afterwards it becomes flat soda.

whatever, this is pointless, let me move along.

so i KNOW from the conversations mr. lover and I have had, that he’s a cuddler. I really really REALLY needed to be cuddled. and he sent me some pictures last night that are just *shiver into painful oblivion of pleasure* hot. I woke up this morning on a mission to get to his house. I called my mother and she said it would be fine to watch the boys. I told her i had a “thing” to go to. a “thing” yeah… i’m sure she bought that krap. but regardless, i bought a couple things for her and also got dinner for the kids so she wouldn’t have to cook.

I dropped them off at around 11 and headed out. I figured my drive would be an hour and a half. It was an hour and 45, but that’s not a big difference.

so anyway, he was really excited for me to come out, and i was sort of skeptical. I wanted things to go well, but I was thinking “You’re an idiot monique, for driving all this way to get some penis. you need serious mental help!” But there I was, driving anyway.

When I got to his apt complex(which is SO nice and cute btw) I couldn’t find a place to park. So he told me to park sorta behind where he was and he said he’d come out to get me.

My first look at him was like seeing perfection. He had a smile on his face and i was like “oh…. wow….”

Oh my lord. He is.. *melting*

he is…

he..

is…

I can’t even think straight. He’s like perfect. He’s EVERYTHING I like in a guy. absolutely everything. He’s not super tall, but that’s not something i particularly need or prefer. I actually like guys a little short, it’s easier to kiss them and snuggle and stuff. yeah. yum. He’s like 5’8 or something. I like that. I’m only 5’1/2 ha, i could say 5’1, but that’s cheating. heeee. Anyway, yeah, so he’s a good height for me. He’s got blonde hair. I love blonde hair. Any hair is fine, but I really do like blondes. mmmmm. and he has blue eyes. gorgeous blue eyes. This perfect body. Nice arms, nice chest, nice little tapered waist and nice abs, nice legs, hell nice EVERYTHING.

and not big fat wooly mammoth chest of hair either. just a nice little “sprig” in the perfect place and a happy trail. I looooove me some happy trail hair. it’s fun to play with.

So anyway… he’s just gorgeous. He’s got the perfect profile and the symetry in his face is just amazing. That’s probably why he’s so hot. yes i do notice such odd things…

And he’s got this great sexy voice that I could listen to all damn day long.

so anyway… he was just so sweet and his smile is amazing. And he showed me around his apt. he has 2 roommates (they weren’t there), his brother and some other guy. It’s such a nice place, even decorated! it looks more like a home than my apt!!! and it was CLEAN. three guys in a CLEAN apt. it’s amazing. that really impressed me.he has this really cool refrigerator with stickers all over it (like band stickers and car logo thingies…). you’d have to see it. i thought it was really cool…

And then we went into his room where he was PUTTING AWAY HIS LAUNDRY. how cute is that!

and it was all neatly folded and he hung stuff up. I’m telling you, that kind of thing is a major royal turn on for me. So after that he turned on the tv and we talked and stuff (at one point he started to massage my neck and it was sooo nice. That’s when i knew he was attracted to me and not gonna reject me… hooray!) and then we laid down on his bed and he CUDDLED ME! MY FIRST CUDDLE IN FOREVER!!! and i’m talking a real cuddle, not a phony “lets hurry up and bone” cuddle. I almost melted then and there. But soon enough i initiated a bit of rubbing. and he started sort of smelling my neck. mmmmm, it felt so good.

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