So work along with me.

I want you to withdraw it out. Yes ... out. Right now.

I don't care what sizing it is. All rooster are fun. I've never gotten tired of them even though I've played with more than you would believe.

Get some lube and start stroking because I'm doing this story totally naked while playing with myself. Really. Not a stitch on with two-base hit towels underneath my bum. I am sure I'm going to cum many times while writing this ... and these towels are going to be soaked.

Hey ! Don't look at my face or my pussy. look only at my breasts. See how my nips are so turn on ? See how they are sticking straight out ? See how they shine all lubed up ? Wan na taste them ? At this very arcminute, they are first-rate sensitive ! Lean over and put one in your mouth. spend a penny it really difficult for me to typecast.

I love it when guys take the clock time to really have sex on my breasts. virtually of you don't understand that when your drumhead is cradled on a woman's chest of drawers like mine, and you are sucking on my nipple, it triggers powerful storage of my babies suckling them. I get an old intimate reaction just like when I'm breast feeding ... I orgasm. I loved nursing and would usually proceed doing so right up to my baby's power to tattle. Quitting with each child would've been so sad if not for Jim ... because he loved nursing on me too. He kept my milk flowing for some metre after I quit with a child.

Listen to me. When he or any early guy starts sucking on my nipple, you"become my shaver"in that import. I looooove it ! I get off imagining you are my baby. And if you were the right type of guy that loved being my child too ... I'd want to put you in diapers and make you look like my child during our playday. Would you like that ? Would you desire to be my child ?

Remember this in case I ever do accost up with you.

Sadly, I'm not certain many guys understand how skilful"a man baby"feels to a cleaning woman like me. get along on over. We can wager.

Well I've been playing with my tits while thinking about what to pen in this story. It's been hard typing. My fingers are very oily and actually ... All I really want to do is play with these two engorged sweetheart. Oh gawd this is expert. While I'm pinching and rolling them, I'm imagining you are right here suckling them while stroking that beautiful cock of yours. Oh I want to palpate your head on my breast. Damn. Where are you ? ? I want you here !

My clit needs you too ! It's swollen and sticking so far out. That's because I've been naughty stroking it in between typing a few words at a time. I'm imagining you being right here right now. So look ... I'm swinging the chair away from my desk and estimator and inching my ass to the edge of this expensive executive chair.

Now ... kneel down between my legs. Now ! !

Gently lick all around my cunt. Hurry up and go real slow down. Yes ! Ok, now slide that tongue down to my crack. That's sooo good. Here, let me slant back and put one human foot on the desk and the former on the filing console. Do you like seeing me all splayed out for you ? Well then, spread my cheeks and figure out my SOB. Go ahead. It's clean. I just showered. Oh gawd that feels good. pound your glossa in as far as you can. upright. Very serious. In and out now. Don't stop ... don't you dare fucking diaphragm ! Ugg holy dogshit I'm cumming. Fucking wonderful ! I always cum firmly when you do that !

Ok. Stand up. cum here. I want your cock. I love sucking a new cock. When I'm in this kinda humor I DO NOT want Jim's cock. Not now. It's got to be new. It's got to be yours !

OMG I love your cock. I love feeling it swell in my mouth. seed over with me to the desk. And don't you pull it out. I will sting down if I sense you pulling out !

Ok. I've got some ideas I want to type out before I loose them. Typing with a cock in my mouth ... Crazy fun. I wish I could do to a greater extent thing with your cock in my mouth. Like doing the dishes. Cleaning the house. Taking a bath. With your cock in my mouthpiece, every shucks mundane thing would be so much fun !

Your cock could be my sexy conciliator. Oh I wan na hold on it. Can I please delight ?

Or maybe ... it could become"my cigar."I like cigars ! Hmm ... Maybe that's why you guys love long fat cigars. Tactile oral phallic symbol. Damn. I never thought of it that way.

See what happens when a girl has a pecker in her mouth ?

Alright I'm done with that. Did I tell you I like sucking on egg ?

Let's see if you like the way I do it.

Sit on the edge of my desk. On the very edge. Scoot forward. Oh my. You smell good. I like sucking one nut at a time into my oral cavity. Would you like that ?

Ok. See how my lips are shaped like an o-ring ? I'm going to suckle veridical hard and pull one through my pocket-size backtalk ring. It's gunna take some effort. Kinda like trying to suck a"Wendy's Frosty"up through a straw. Got ta suck really really hard. Ok. Here we go. Oh this is not going to be easygoing. I'm sucking really hard now. Almost. Little harder. niggling yearner.

Pop ! We did it ! Oh baby. Did that hurt a little ?

Listen silly, just be glad I didn't chew on it much ... This time. Ok. Now the former.

No ? ? You're resisting me ? ! We either do this or our petty playtime is over."No nutty no fucky."

Oh ... ok. So just slacken now. This one might take a little longer. Oh baby. Are you crying ?

There's no crying in"sucsacball !"

Few more moment and it will be all over. I promise. Gawd I love Lucille Ball. Yours are really quite firm. It takes everything I've got to go down on them down to size ! You know, this kinda hurts my sass Mister !

Ok. Here we go ... almost there. A niggling harder. More. More ! Oh my mouth is tired. Got ta relief.

Ok. Let's try this again. I'm determined this time. I WILL suck it down to size. A little more. Harder. Harder. As hard as I can ! Almost there ... Pop ! Wow. I've got ‘ em both in my mouth. Wasn't that with child ! What ? You can't talking ?

Now I'm going to clamp my backtalk down with your balls and sac in my mouth and pull in out a piffling bit. Just a footling. Ok ... It's gunna be a lot. Let's see how far your sac will stretch. Oh you've got a big one. Wonderful. A little farther. Just a lilliputian farther. Oh baby hold still !

I'm going to jerk them a few times and see if I can get it to stretch another in. Isn't this fun !

I promise I'll make those babies cum and cum when we are done with this.

Oh baby. Please stop crying !

So ... You want to trifle sometime ?

Think Asheville infant !

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Sex is fun. intimate imagination is crazy fun, always new, always unpredictable, always hot. It's your imagery that makes recreational sex potential. And recreational sex is what all of our stories are about. We are sharing them because so few people seem to appreciate how eroticism can be so good for you for their mind and body. It keeps them both Loretta Young ! And just as important, it keeps you exercising your right mastermind in our left encephalon overshadow public.

Here's the haul. Post orgasmic letdown can be a bitch for both men and women. Jim and I've talked a bunch about that throughout this serial. And if you are trying to read our stuff during your"cum let down,"well much of what we've said won't make much sentience and about of what we've done will appear lecherous, licentious and even disgusting. That ole left brain just doesn't get it. It likes rules. mass of respectable ole rules that generate its sense of self righteousness.

Sexual vision ... not so much.

So I'm sitting here contemplating if I want to tell you certain early things we've done. I'm asking myself ...

Would you even apprise it ? Would you just judge me as some looney hussy ? Could I trust you with my sexy enigma ? If I do, would you predict not to tell ?

Golly, this is our 13th chronicle and we've barely begun. There's so much more. Ok. Let's see if you"can handle the ( our ) truth."Maybe if you've been followed along. Just try not to gauge.

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Well here goes. I'm picking up from the last couple stories with wiener and Sharon. I'm going to share two clash that are directly related and made possible by them. Those two"sexual deviants"really launched us into the stratosphere of sexuality.

The Night the four-spot of us Fucked

Every woman should get a chance to fuck weenie ! At least once. frank is a"man's man."But he's really talented as a cleaning lady's man ! Alpha, virile, tall, muscular, big script, big feet and an unreal, yummy, big fat pecker.

roll in the hay Frank is like sitting in the passenger seat during a Trans-Am race with dog at the steering wheel. It's gunna be softheaded fast, shivery virtually of the time, bouncing all over the shoes, lots of loudly sounds, a gumption of no dominance, and every adept you will suffer will be at an vividness you didn't know existed. Let me explain.

Frank doesn't just lick or suck your boobs. He devours them. I'm not indisputable anyone has ever attacked mine with such zip. I'm telling ya girls ... you ain't had your tits sucked until Frank gets his chance with you ! When he grabbed me, I realized I no longer could call the guesswork. He fucking scared me. The ferocity of what he did was exactly my"illusion rape"and when he started ravishing my tits, it set the tonicity for everything to surveil. His mouth was like a vacuum ticker that could pull almost my entire white meat into it. His tongue was as enthusiastic as some athirst dog licking his roll clean and jerk ... and almost as big. His sassing were like my sound vibrator. This boy could hum.

When he finally went down south, he had me trembling with fearful anticipation. Actually I was scared shitless. He began eating me like he was starving and there was an full repast between my peg. From inner thigh to inner thigh, every little spot experienced his lips, his glossa and his dentition. Gawd, I'm getting shivers just thinking about it and that was over twenty old age ago !

Even though I felt like I was in the coat of arms of a lusus naturae, his combination of fingers and glossa was masterful. I had clit orgasms and G spot orgasms and combinations of both many times before he ever let his cock enter me. He gave me the most rapid serial of climax I've ever had and baby, it was shockingly scary.

And then ... that big fat farsighted cock came home to the company.

Now I want to stop and interject something. sizing does matter ... somewhat ... but generally girl were very wary of guys with big cocks at our clubs. Those boys often banged your cervix hard and you would be fucking sore ... for days.

Not wiener. His pecker was so big around it seemed impossible it would ever go in, but I guess after he had made me cum so many clip, I was stretched out enough to have a sister ! And I was gushingly lubed.

He put that mushroom-shaped cloud headway at the entrance of my baby trap and pushed with a slow steady powerful pressure. Gawd it was slow and my totally body was screaming for him to slam it in.

Now girls, this is what you need to feel at to the lowest degree once in your life ... You need to experience your pussy stuffed to its ABSOLUTE MAX ... while you are primed to your HIGHEST erotic province. It's both of them together that makes this so extra.

Gawd it was great and just like he intended it to feel with all my nerve endings firing at the same time.

Once in, he gently pushed and massaged my cervix with the tip of his long stopcock. He didn't ram me. He didn't hurt me. He knew how to do it just hard enough to get me uncontrollably aroused and cumming non stop.

[ Did you know the cervix, or the X spot, is normally a woman's highest orgasmic trigger ? Frank did. It also is the initiative to the uterus and when properly aroused, that little curtain raising widens right up and sucks sperm deep into the womb. The cervix is the gateway child ! ]

During that string of coming, I'm sure my cervical first step was stretched wide opened and begging for him to directly pump his semen deep into my womb. That's exactly what he did. I felt it go straight in. Masterfully done !

In that present moment all that I was thinking, all that I wanted, all that I was feeling, was for him to take a leak me a child. Seriously and honestly.

Now don't you dare fucking evaluator me ! You weren't there !

My entire womb was on fire with a desire I had never experienced, even when Jim was impregnating me. I fucking wanted him to knock me up. I never knew a strange man could do that to me ... making me want cipher Thomas More than to suffer his baby.

little girl, Frank knew some key gestation secret that I think no one I've been with prior or since has known. This man should've sired hundreds of babies cuz I fucking wanted my side by side one to be his ! In that special moment ... I needed one ! I craved one ! He made me tremble and cry for one like some primal woman. And I bet a lot of women would have felt exactly the same. Sorry guys, husband, fathers ...

None of you are in dog's fucking league.

strait crazy huh ? Sounds fucking dangerous to most of you I bet. But wow what a moment in time. I'm so gladiolus I got to know him. trench down inside he made me find like the most suitable, about beautiful, and almost intimate charwoman in the entire world. He changed me from some little girl playing with sex, to a charwoman that would always require sex and would take it whenever and wherever she proud of.

Yup. Thank you Frank. And this is why I said ... Every cleaning lady should get a chance to be fucked by such a specimen of a violent and scary gentle-man.

Ok. enough typewriting and reminiscing. Now I've got ta figure out a way to clean up this very oily keyboard and loaded towels !

Jim ! Come here ! I want you to separate them about your fourth dimension with Sharon that night.

She and Frank were"equally matched intimate bookends."They kinda scared us both.

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My fucking Story

I love reading what Ash was feeling when she got fucked that night. I think she described wienerwurst very well. What a privileged dark we had with them both.

We went out for a nice dinner and came back to their sign for beverage and guess what happened ? Surprise surprise. We hooked up. We both went to severalize rooms at 9:30 and we didn't end the liaison d'amour until 4:00am. That's rightfield, six and a half minute of non stop sex. well, for me and Sharon it was non stop ... massage-sex-massage. Longest most thrilling and somewhat exhausting intimate night of my life.

Here's the thing. It felt timeless. I was absolutely outrage when I found out it was 4:00. It seemed like midnight, 1:00 at the latest.

Sharon is a consummate lover and I too think every man should get his opportunity with her. Let me describe this peeress.

Sharon is about 5'9"but smell more like 6 ’. She is a unsubtle inviolable muscular charwoman and I'd guess easily 170 lbs, but not fat at all. She's as sexy in body as in her personality. She's very confident, very live, very smart, very nonrational, and maybe telepathic. It will only take her a few minutes with you to own you completely"figured out."That makes her a bit intimidating to most guy wire including me. I was attracted to her from the rootage but ... didn't ... quite ... faith her. But ... there was a secret plan changer ... I could tell she really liked me. In fact, I knew she wanted me as her individual devotee play toy. God only knows what she would've done with me in that role.

Well this night bonded us. I'm not sure anything happened as dramatic as what Ash had with Frank. Sharon was more intent on experienceing everything I knew about massage.

( Found our later she was planning on getting me to start a dinner massage club )

So I gave her a great one. A very long one. Actually two great ones, both her consistency and then her hair.

Now if you've been following along, you know I had been developing my own little hypnotic hair twist, scalp massage thing. My programme was to wait until her hale organic structure got worked over really well in an buttery massage. And I mean her entire eubstance, obtuse, with no clock running. That took 2-3 hrs. Then I switched to a light fingertip touching, sultry erotic way, ( the kind where I was grazing more hair than skin ) which led into extended and varied genital play and with Sharon, that meant countless coming. I can remember giving her oral. Damn what a pussy. There was a masculine flavour to it. It was hard and firm and had a command to it. Loved every minute of playing with it. She tasted great.

When I sucked on her clitoris and she would arise off the bed, it made me find like"this is how it should always feel with a woman !"Very few of them, including Ash, have orgasms as powerfully as Sharon.

Before I was ready to stop, she insisted I fuck her ( actually I'm not sure who fucked whom ) and we did it in every conceivable position several times ! It's surd to key out it now. I think we both were way into some kind of altered body politic where you can't remember the details. It just lasted a retentive time and seemed like such an athletic event, that I never came. Thank God ! That would've been such a rookie type embarrassment.

And then the haircloth pull began.

Sharon not only has massive dummy, she has long thick delectable semi-curly hair all the way down her rear and covering her prat. It was more fun playing with that hair than any other I have pulled. It simply was exotic and hypnotic. She orgasmed multiple times by just messing with those beautiful locks. Let me tell ya, causing an climax in a adult female without ever touching her body is always the best ! Uniquely the best. And I think that was the moment that caused her to want me as her toy.

It all ended with her taking over and making me just lie there and take"what she had planned."

Sharon had a lot to teach me about sensual light tinge and the better part in her repertoire was her endless, incredibly sensuous"hair sweeps."She used that long pilus of hers to slowly drag-sweep my trunk in both focussing, both flying and slow, and intermittently whipped me with it, causing exquisite minute stings. I don't know how long that lasted. But it was long. Long enough for me to be slipping in and out of consciousness.

I remember it all ending with her sucking my completely flabby cock. What she did to me wasn't a shock job. It wasn't just sucking me off either.

It felt ... sacred.

It was more intentionally, expertly, and sensuously done than I had ever experienced. I'll leave it at that. I only remember one strong thing about it. She insisted on me coming in her mouth ( when at the time I never did that to a woman. )

Sharon was not going to be denied. She wouldn't pull away when I told her to and that made the strength of my climax far more memorable. She said she loved how I tasted and after she finished drinking it down, she curled me up in one big grotesque hug.

About ten minutes of that and we went off searching for our other two devotee. We were wide awake !

Yea. I know. I could've given you many more than details. But hey. This is Ash's storey. I'll let her finish and see if she can type while I play with her clit !

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[ Have you study our story # 11 ? If not, you should go do that now. It's one of my favourite and what I'm going to plowshare with you, the game changer of all our nights, will make much more sense once you have. ]

The Night That Changed Everything

being parting of aphrodisiac scenes at Sharon's nutcase club was over the top fun for everyone, but especially me. I suspect deep inside every woman has a desire to be an flasher. For me it's the exorbitance of it all, the intense attention you feel, the sheer adoration of your body, and your comprehend sexiness.

In plus, if there were 60 or more men, most of whom were well-favoured, wealthy, business sector types in the room, all salivating over you .... it's was all over the top fun. I loved it once I experienced it. Gawd I wished we hadn't waited so yearn before finally attending.

I've often asked myself ..."what was it about this club ?"

I think it was the ignition. It was so flabby and so focused on us the thespian, and not the guys, that it caused me to never feel self conscious ... probably because I could barely see them standing all around the way.

No. Maybe it was playing out the scene with some aphrodisiacal guy or sexy woman who was equally charged up and aware we were there to do. Yea, that changed everything. It always felt like we were making a porn film.

No. I think what really made it intense is that we had an audience, a large interview and all standing just a few feet away. And, ( and this is a very big"and,") they were all naked and stroking their wonderful turncock. Sounds kind of depraved doesn't it ?

It wasn't.

There was an untellable honesty, looker and wholesomeness to those scenes. Really. I bet you don't believe me, but if you had been there you would've felt it too.

Ok. So this night I'm into another picture just like early night except for this ... At the pre-party seminar during the good afternoon, I got to meet one the most deliciously freehanded Young men I've ever seen. He was much new, maybe 24 at the most ; a real number lately bloomer and probably a nerd growing up ; had found the club on the web ; and of class got cajole to travel all the way from N Carolina to experience it all. Sharon is irresistible ! ( This guy was only a few years older than my son ! And Sharon was again setting me up with someone without my knowledge. )

So when we met that afternoon, he naturally was very matter to in getting to acknowledge me. Lucky me ! We talked and talked and shared the meal together while holding hands. It was cute at low and then surprisingly became quite hot. I was dripping before the meal was over and I just wanted to go make out his mental capacity out.

But since he had traveled so far to experience the party, I had to restrain myself and subscribe him there instead of his room and of track, let him look out me do. DE-licious ! I was raving mad that dark in that scenery and all the while sneaking crest at him as he watched. I saw him cum twice !

When that scene ended I walked straight up to him, ( both of us bare bare, ) put my implements of war around his neck and laid one of the most passionate osculation I've ever given on that boy ! Sharon was watching and came up saying ..."You two need to go get a room !"

We wasted no time and as we were leaving the company for his hotel elbow room I saw Sharon walking up to Jim and knew exactly what she was doing and going to say ...

"Jim darling ... I've set Ashley up with this young guy from NC. Remember him from this afternoon ? He's so inexperienced and really needs a woman like Ash. I hope it's alright because I've chased them off to his way. Is that ok ?"

Sometimes I really really loved Sharon ! ! !

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The point of this chronicle is not what happened in his room. Yea it was peachy and maybe my perfect scenario. I was clearly helping him acquire sexually and I love teaching guys all about sex. We did everything ... twice. Nah. Probably four or five clock time. Even though he had already cum twice at the party, I got him to cum quaternity to a greater extent times ! Once in my mouth. Once between my boobs. Once inside my cunt. And just for fun, once in my ass. I love youth and their ability to recover !

In the end, we were both extremely sweaty sticky and exhausted. So after a quick"I'll grievous bodily harm you up and you can soap me up"shower we laid down together and snuggled.

Now I'm not sure why this response triggered in me but ... This boy felt like I was making dearest with my son. I will never blank out it. I've never been worry in family sex and I am to this day still surprised how the opinion of incest made the sex so darned intense with him. And that's all I want to say about that !

We fell asleep in each other's arm and I woke up around 3:00 only because I had to pee. OMG ! I took up the whole Night again. Jim's going to be upset.

So I said ..."Sorry my lover. I've got to run. Let me know when you come down here again. I promise I'll be yours for the nighttime !"

So with one long lasting sensuous kiss that got me all wet again and very tempted to screw him one to a greater extent clip ... I scurried out the room access, quite apprehensive about what experimental condition I'd find Jim.

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Before I tell you what happened, you need some desktop data that's very important.

Jim and I had been in this lifestyle exactly four years at this point. Sure we had done a lot of swinging. And Jim had been able to bonk countless cleaning woman. I was glad for him. It made it easy for me to fuck as many men as I wanted.

But remember how this all started in our outset few stories with Alex ? We got into this new recreational sex lifestyle through the incredible deliciousness of experiencing Hot Wife-ing. Jim loved it and I loved it. But because it was"the doorway we went through"on our way into this modus vivendi, the Hot Wife matter typed cast our erotic induction ... much more than swinging did later on. For me, swinging never was nearly as much fun as being Jim's Hot married woman. I'm moderately sure as shooting Jim felt the same way too.

So ... Over these four geezerhood this Hot Wife had acquired a bevy of hot guys. About twenty to be exact. They all served different purpose. Not all were local. Not all were available for regular claw ups. But they gave me selection. They were always there in my consciousness, and it wasn't uncommon to occur home and find four different guys who had left a message on my answering machine. These kind of sexual pick created a severe unfairness with me and Jim.

He didn't have a ace adult female that he could adjoin with outside the clubs. Why ? It wasn't at all because he couldn't appeal them. It was all about his ethical monetary standard. In his eyes, the epitome of a creepy guy was somebody who was married and trying to seduce and date women. When I encouraged him to do so, and I regularly did, he would always say this ...

"Ash you don't understand. It's different for me and a charwoman. You can date any guy you want, married or not, and that guy is going to take what you give him and say ‘ Use me, use me !'But women are unlike. They are soft and vulnerable and easily hurt when they feel used by some schmuck. I just can't do that. I can't date somebody while being get hitched with !"

So that was our narrative for class leading up to this night. It became very frustrating to me because I felt Jim might never quite understand how it all felt to me, being swept up by some guy, and then so easily overlooking him in the process.

Just like that very night ...

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Well I did it again. Got carried away in that spectacular consequence and forgot about Jim. I'm sure many of you will pronounce me for continually doing that to him but believe me it's hard managing all those dynamics well. You got ta remember I am talking about earth shaking experiences with new masses. It ain't easy to manage and I just wanted Jim to live that dilemma too. He needed to so he could be a bit more sympathy with me.

wellspring ... I could severalise Jim was mad again. This variety of thing was literally the only matter we argued about. But he was chill. He had helped strip up the stallion party while he waited for me and after was sitting there waiting for me to return.

( No one knew the way issue we went to. And even if Jim did, it wasn't his style to come yank me out of the arms of some hot guy. )

So we left the hotel a short after 3:00 and at first few words were shared between us during the 40 minute driveway home. I was nervous. Jim wasn't talking. And the longer he kept still the more guilty I felt. But finally he said ...

"Ash, do you have any estimate what you put me through when you do something like that ? I was bored out of my brain for minute. And everyone was worried about me, pitying me for being left there abandoned by you ! Do you recognise what that says to them about our marriage ?"

WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE TO OTHERS ? Well that did it. I didn't feel like I needed to apologize. We had covered this soil so many fourth dimension before. So I boiled over and said ...

"Jim I'm tired of this. You know damn well this has nothing to do with my lovemaking and idolatry to you. That's as strong as ever. You just don't seem to ever get how difficult it is to bring off unlike buff. They have feelings too. And during such intense sexual experiences like tonight I am holding their cryptical intimate psychic in my workforce. Being measured with it is the most authoritative thing to me. I never want to offend you but I just can't always think of you in the bit ! Dammit Jim ! You need a relationship with a cleaning woman ! You are improper about them. There are batch of women out there that would love your kind of attention and would be thrilled if they could have it without it meaning you would be around 24/7. I've heard all your self-justification. Now tell me. What variety of cleaning woman WOULD you consider dating ?"

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Ok. That's Ashley's English of the taradiddle. It was a very very intense moment for both of us. Very primary in nature and I heard this reaction flow out of me in an uncommonly emphatic way that seemed like I was just a bystander watching it all happen ...

"I would wish a woman two eld older than me. I'm tired of youthful women.

I want her about two inch shorter than you with brunette rippled hair, in shape, sexy as nether region, killer smile, nice titty and loves sex.

I want her to be really quick getting cook for any mathematical function ... faster than you !

I want her to be voguish and someone who loves to read, way into books, yet is very very athletic.

I want her to get a very interchangeable background signal to me growing up, her hometown, her parents and family, and have exchangeable education, like being a teacher and majoring in math.

I want her to be well traveled, culturally divers, and a sociable butterfly in any room to the full of people.

I want her to be non-materialistic and comfortable with having a lot or a minuscule.

I want her to desire a guy that loves to do the shopping and all the preparation.

I want her to be a tom-boy who can swing a hammer and loves the outdoors.

I want her to be good at golf and able to cycle with me.

I want her to be totally into me, so much so, it doesn't matter that I'm married.

I want her to feel like it doesn't matter what we do as long as we are together."

And I want her to somehow be expecting me to show up in her life and is actually waiting for me."

Fuck ! Where did that come from ? It was a totally unexpected and inconceivable leaning, one which I had never ever thought of, let alone concept. It came out powerfully and it left Ashley and me speechless.

But it was so unsufferable, I discarded it, not thinking about it again all week.

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In exactly seven twenty-four hour period I met that woman in a most unusual way. It was shocking and equally spooky for both of us ... as we shared our backgrounds and interests in bully item. She hit ... every ... single ... token on that inclination and maybe some other marrow desires I neglected to include. She had even had her palm read at a fundraiser party a month prior and was told the man of her ambition would soon demo up.

She was also a very populace political figure and one I later realized I had seen often on TV and regularly learn about in the paper.

But get this ... She was my political opposite !

This was no small serendipity.

I was stunned and went back to tell Ash about it.

"Fantastic ! You ARE going back to see her ? Jim, fucking tell me you ARE going back ! !"

"Hell no Ash ! It's way to spooky, scary and dangerous for her and me. No. It was just a one off experience. I'm not going back !"

fountainhead ... that my friend was the dilemma I now faced. I knew going back might mean my life story would never be quite the same. I needed weeks to muse over that decision.

Stay tuned !