So diddle along with me.

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

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

Get some lube and lead off stroke because I'm doing this story totally naked while playing with myself. Really. Not a stitch on with double towels underneath my bum. I am for certain I'm going to cum many multiplication while writing this ... and these towels are going to be soaked.

Hey ! Don't look at my face or my cunt. seem only at my breasts. See how my nips are so awaken ? See how they are sticking straight out ? See how they shine all lubed up ? Wan na savor them ? At this very second, they are A-one sore ! list over and put one in your sass. Make it really difficult for me to type.

I love it when guys take the time to really love on my breasts. Most of you don't understand that when your brain is cradled on a woman's dresser like mine, and you are sucking on my pap, it triggers powerful memories of my babies suckling them. I get an old familiar response just like when I'm nursing ... I orgasm. I loved nursing and would usually remain doing so right up to my infant's power to talk. Quitting with each fry would've been so sad if not for Jim ... because he loved nursing on me too. He kept my milk flowing for some meter after I quit with a youngster.

Listen to me. When he or any other guy starts sucking on my nipple, you"turn my child"in that moment. I looooove it ! I get off imagining you are my child. And if you were the right hand type of guy that loved being my baby too ... I'd want to put you in napkin and take you look like my tiddler during our playtime. Would you like that ? Would you want to be my baby ?

Remember this in display case I ever do pluck up with you.

Sadly, I'm not for certain many guys understand how good"a man babe"feels to a cleaning woman like me. fare on over. We can run.

Well I've been playing with my tits while thinking about what to write in this report. It's been unmanageable typewriting. My fingers are very oily and actually ... All I really want to do is make for with these two engorged beauties. Oh gawd this is safe. While I'm pinching and rolling them, I'm imagining you are right hand here suckling them while stroking that beautiful cock of yours. Oh I want to feel your head on my breast. hoot. 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 dustup at a time. I'm imagining you being right here right now. So look ... I'm swinging the chair away from my desk and computer and inching my ass to the border of this expensive executive director death chair.

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

Gently lick all around my kitty. Hurry up and go real easy. Yes ! Ok, now slide that tongue down to my crack. That's sooo good. Here, let me lean back and put one foot on the desk and the other on the filing cabinet. Do you like seeing me all splayed out for you ? Well then, disperse my buttock and lick my asshole. Go ahead. It's clean. I just showered. Oh gawd that feels in force. Poke your tongue in as far as you can. full. Very unspoilt. In and out now. Don't stop ... don't you dare fucking stop consonant ! Ugg holy crap I'm cumming. Fucking tremendous ! I always cum hard when you do that !

Ok. point of view up. semen here. I want your dick. I love sucking a new cock. When I'm in this kinda mood I DO NOT require Jim's shaft. Not now. It's got to be new. It's got to be yours !

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

Ok. I've got some estimation I want to type out before I loose them. Typing with a cock in my lip ... crazy fun. I wish I could do more than things with your rooster in my mouth. Like doing the dishes. Cleaning the house. Taking a tub. With your cock in my oral cavity, every shit mundane affair would be so much fun !

Your cock could be my sexy pacifier. Oh I wan na keep it. Can I delight please ?

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

See what happens when a little girl has a cock in her mouth ?

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

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

Sit on the boundary of my desk. On the very bound. Scoot forward. Oh my. You smell good. I like sucking one ball at a time into my rima oris. Would you like that ?

Ok. See how my lips are shaped like an o-ring ? I'm going to suck real strong and pulling one through my small sassing closed chain. It's gunna take some sweat. Kinda like trying to suckle a"Wendy's Frosty"up through a straw. Got ta suck really really gruelling. Ok. Here we go. Oh this is not going to be soft. I'm sucking really hard now. Almost. Little harder. Little longer.

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

Listen silly, just be glad I didn't chew on it much ... This fourth dimension. Ok. Now the early.

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

Oh ... ok. So just loosen now. This one might have a little longer. Oh babe. Are you crying ?

There's no tears in"sucsacball !"

Few more min and it will be all over. I promise. Gawd I love bollock. Yours are really quite firm. It takes everything I've got to suck them down to size ! You know, this kinda hurts my sass Mr. !

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

Ok. Let's try this again. I'm determined this sentence. I WILL suck it down to size. A little more. Harder. Harder. As intemperately as I can ! Almost there ... Pop ! Wow. I've got ‘ em both in my sass. Wasn't that swell ! What ? You can't talk ?

Now I'm going to clamp my lips down with your globe and sac in my mouth and pull out a small bit. Just a short. Ok ... It's gunna be a lot. Let's see how far your sac will dilute. Oh you've got a big one. Wonderful. A little farther. Just a little farther. Oh babe hold still !

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

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

Oh baby. Please discontinue war cry !

So ... You want to recreate sometime ?

Think Asheville baby !

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Sex is fun. intimate imaging is crazy fun, always new, always unpredictable, always hot. It's your imagination that makes unpaid sex possible. And recreational sex is what all of our fib are about. We are sharing them because so few people seem to appreciate how amorousness can be so salubrious for their mind and body. It keeps them both young ! And just as authoritative, it keeps you exercising your right brain in our leftover brain overshadow earthly concern.

Here's the catch. Post orgasmic disappointment can be a bitch for both men and cleaning woman. Jim and I've talked a gang about that throughout this serial publication. And if you are trying to take our material during your"cum let down,"well much of what we've said won't make often sense and well-nigh of what we've done will seem lecherous, licentious and even disgusting. That ole left mental capacity just doesn't get it. It likes normal. wads of well ole dominion that generate its sense of self righteousness.

Sexual imagination ... not so a lot.

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

Would you even appreciate it ? Would you just pass judgment me as some looney slut ? Could I trust you with my sexy closed book ? If I do, would you prognosticate not to narrate ?

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

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Well here goes. I'm picking up from the last twosome narrative with wienerwurst and Sharon. I'm going to ploughshare two brush that are directly related and made possible by them. Those two"sexual degenerate"really launched us into the stratosphere of sex.

The Night the four-spot of us Fucked

Every woman should get a chance to do it hot dog ! At least once. wienerwurst is a"man's man."But he's really talented as a woman's man ! Alpha, virile, tall, brawny, big hands, big feet and an unreal, yummy, big fat cock.

fucking wienerwurst is like sitting in the passenger fundament during a Trans-Am subspecies with Frank at the cycle. It's gunna be dotty fast, shuddery to the highest degree of the time, bouncing all over the plaza, deal of loud sounds, a sense of no control condition, and every sensation you will have will be at an intensiveness you didn't know existed. Let me excuse.

wienerwurst doesn't just lick or suck your pinhead. He devours them. I'm not sure anyone has ever attacked mine with such heartiness. I'm telling ya girls ... you ain't had your tits sucked until frank gets his luck with you ! When he grabbed me, I realized I no longer could call the shots. He fucking scared me. The wildness of what he did was exactly my"fantasy ravishment"and when he started ravishing my tits, it set the tone of voice for everything to succeed. His back talk was like a vacuum cleaner heart that could pull almost my entire breast into it. His tongue was as enthusiastic as some hungry dog licking his bowl clean and jerk ... and almost as big. His lips were like my practiced 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 entire meal between my legs. From privileged thigh to inner thigh, every little dapple experienced his backtalk, his tongue and his teeth. Gawd, I'm getting tingle just thinking about it and that was over twenty years ago !

even though I felt like I was in the munition of a monster, his combination of digit and tongue was virtuoso. I had clit orgasms and G touch orgasms and combinations of both many time before he ever let his cock enter me. He gave me the most rapid series of sexual climax I've ever had and child, it was shockingly shuddery.

And then ... that big fat retentive shaft came domicile to the party.

Now I want to break off and interpose something. size of it does matter ... somewhat ... but generally little girl were very leery of guys with big cocks at our gild. Those boys often banged your cervix hard and you would be fucking sore ... for days.

Not weenie. His peter was so big around it seemed inconceivable it would ever go in, but I guess after he had made me cum so many times, I was stretched out enough to have a baby ! And I was gushingly lubed.

He put that mushroom-shaped cloud head at the entrance of my baby yap and pushed with a slow steady powerful insistence. Gawd it was slow down and my completely body was screaming for him to bang it in.

Now girls, this is what you need to feel at least once in your life ... You need to sense your kitty-cat stuffed to its ABSOLUTE MAX ... while you are primed to your HIGHEST erotic state of matter. It's both of them together that makes this so special.

Gawd it was swell and just like he intended it to experience with all my nervus end firing at the Sami sentence.

Once in, he gently pushed and massaged my cervix with the tip of his retentive cock. 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 womanhood's highest orgasmic trigger ? Frank did. It also is the opening to the uterus and when properly aroused, that piddling hatchway widens right up and suck sperm deep into the womb. The cervix uteri is the gateway baby ! ]

During that train of sexual climax, I'm certain my cervical scuttle was stretched wide open and begging for him to directly pump his seed deep into my womb. That's exactly what he did. I felt it go straight in. Masterfully done !

In that instant all that I was thinking, all that I wanted, all that I was feeling, was for him to make me a baby. Seriously and honestly.

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

My entire womb was on fervidness with a desire I had never experienced, even when Jim was impregnating me. I fucking wanted him to ping me up. I never knew a foreign man could do that to me ... making me need nothing Sir Thomas More than to accept his infant.

Girls, Frank knew some fundamental pregnancy secrets that I think no one I've been with prior or since has known. This man should've sired one C of sister cuz I fucking wanted my adjacent one to be his ! In that peculiar instant ... I needed one ! I craved one ! He made me tremble and cry for one like some primal adult female. And I bet a lot of women would receive felt exactly the Same. Sorry guys, husbands, fathers ...

None of you are in Frank's fucking league.

strait crazy huh ? Sounds fucking dangerous to near of you I bet. But wow what a moment in prison term. I'm so glad I got to go through him. deep down inside he made me sense like the most worthy, most beautiful, and nearly sexual woman in the entire existence. He changed me from some piffling girl playing with sex, to a woman that would always need sex and would take it whenever and wherever she pleased.

Yup. Thank you dog. And this is why I said ... Every woman should get a chance to be fucked by such a specimen of a fierce and scary gentle-man.

Ok. Enough typing and reminiscing. Now I've got ta figure out a way to clean up this very oily keyboard and slopped towels !

Jim ! cum here ! I want you to tell them about your clock time with Sharon that Night.

She and dog were"equally matched sexual bookends."They kinda scared us both.

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My Fucking storey

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

We went out for a decent dinner party and came back to their house for swallow and guess what happened ? Surprise surprise. We hooked up. We both went to separate way at 9:30 and we didn't end the affaire d'intimacy until 4:00am. That's right, six and a half hours of non catch sex. Well, for me and Sharon it was non stop ... massage-sex-massage. Longest most tickle pink and somewhat exhausting sexual Nox of my living.

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

Sharon is a masterful lover and I too think every man should get his chance with her. Let me describe this dame.

Sharon is about 5'9"but feels more like 6 ’. She is a broad solid muscular womanhood and I'd surmise easily 170 lbs, but not fat at all. She's as sexy in consistence as in her personality. She's very convinced, very experienced, very smart, very visceral, and maybe telepathic. It will only take her a few minutes with you to sustain you completely"figured out."That makes her a bit intimidating to almost Guy including me. I was attracted to her from the beginning but ... didn't ... quite ... trust her. But ... there was a game modifier ... I could tell she really liked me. In fact, I knew she wanted me as her private lover 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 spectacular as what Ash had with weenie. Sharon was more intent on experienceing everything I knew about massage.

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

So I gave her a large one. A very long one. Actually two neat one, both her body and then her hair.

Now if you've been following along, you know I had been developing my own piddling hypnotic hair pull, scalp massage thing. My program was to wait until her whole body got worked over really well in an buttery massage. And I mean her entire torso, slow, with no clock running. That took 2-3 hrs. Then I switched to a lighting fingertip touch, sensual erotic style, ( the kind where I was grazing more hair than peel ) which led into extended and varied genital play and with Sharon, that meant countless orgasms. I can remember giving her oral. Damn what a twat. There was a masculine feel to it. It was unassailable and firm and had a bid to it. Loved every second of playing with it. She tasted bang-up.

When I sucked on her clitoris and she would stand up off the bed, it made me experience like"this is how it should always feel with a adult female !"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 various times ! It's hard to describe it now. I think we both were way into some kind of altered Department of State where you can't remember the details. It just lasted a long meter and seemed like such an athletic event, that I never came. Thank God ! That would've been such a rookie character superfluity.

And then the hair pull began.

Sharon not only has massive boobs, she has long compact voluptuous semi-curly hair all the way down her binding and covering her butt. It was more fun playing with that hair than any other I have pulled. It simply was exotic and mesmerizing. She orgasmed multiple sentence by just messing with those beautiful locks. Let me tell ya, causing an climax in a woman without ever touching her consistency is always the Charles Herbert Best ! Uniquely the best. And I think that was the present moment that caused her to need 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 fleshly light jot and the practiced part in her repertoire was her endless, incredibly sensuous"hair's-breadth sweeps."She used that farseeing fuzz of hers to slowly drag-sweep my body in both directions, both riotous and dim, and intermittently whipped me with it, causing exquisite second hustle. 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 flaccid cock. What she did to me wasn't a blast 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 commend one strong thing about it. She insisted on me coming in her sassing ( when at the sentence I never did that to a adult female. )

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

About ten moment of that and we went off searching for our early two fan. We were wide awake !

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

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[ Have you read our story # 11 ? If not, you should go do that now. It's one of my deary and what I'm going to percentage with you, the plot modifier of all our Nox, will make water much more mother wit once you have. ]

The Night That Changed Everything

Being part of sexy scenes at Sharon's weirdo club was over the top fun for everyone, but especially me. I suspect deep inside every woman has a desire to be an exhibitionist. For me it's the outrageousness of it all, the acute tending you feel, the sheer adoration of your body, and your sensed sexiness.

In addition, if there were 60 or more men, most of whom were handsome, wealthy, concern 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 foresighted before finally attending.

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

I think it was the lighting. It was so soft and so focused on us the player, and not the bozo, that it caused me to never find self witting ... probably because I could barely see them standing all around the room.

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

No. I think what really made it vivid is that we had an hearing, a enceinte hearing and all standing just a few feet away. And, ( and this is a very big"and,") they were all naked and stroking their wonderful cocks. Sounds kinda depraved doesn't it ?

It wasn't.

There was an ineffable honesty, beauty and wholesomeness to those picture. 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 scene just like other Night except for this ... At the pre-party seminar during the afternoon, I got to meet one the most deliciously handsome unseasoned men I've ever seen. He was much younger, maybe 24 at the most ; a real late botch and probably a nerd growing up ; had found the order on the web ; and of course got palaver to locomote all the way from N Carolina to experience it all. Sharon is irresistible ! ( This guy was only a few years sr. 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 interested in getting to live me. Lucky me ! We talked and talked and shared the repast together while holding hired hand. It was cute at first and then surprisingly became quite hot. I was dripping before the meal was over and I just wanted to go fuck his brains out.

But since he had traveled so far to know the party, I had to restrain myself and take him there instead of his room and of course, let him watch me do. DE-licious ! I was barbarian that night in that scene and all the patch sneaking pinnacle at him as he watched. I saw him cum twice !

When that scene ended I walked straight up to him, ( both of us bare naked, ) put my blazonry around his neck and laid one of the most passionate buss 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 clock time and as we were leaving the party 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 Danton True 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 room. Is that ok ?"

Sometimes I really really loved Sharon ! ! !

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The distributor point of this story is not what happened in his room. Yea it was bully and maybe my perfect scenario. I was clearly helping him develop sexually and I love teaching guys all about sex. We did everything ... twice. Nah. Probably four or five time. Even though he had already cum twice at the company, I got him to cum FOUR Sir Thomas More prison term ! Once in my mouth. Once between my dummy. Once inside my puss. And just for fun, once in my ass. I love youth and their power to recover !

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

Now I'm not sure why this chemical reaction triggered in me but ... This boy felt like I was making love with my son. I will never bury it. I've never been interested in class sex and I am to this day still surprised how the feeling of incest made the sex so damn acute with him. And that's all I want to say about that !

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

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

So with one hanker lasting sensuous kiss that got me all wet again and very tempted to have it off him one more metre ... I scurried out the threshold, quite discerning about what condition I'd find Jim.

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

Jim and I had been in this lifestyle exactly four years at this point. sure enough we had done a lot of swinging. And Jim had been able to bed countless women. I was happy for him. It made it light for me to roll in the hay as many men as I wanted.

But think how this all started in our world-class few stories with Alex ? We got into this new unpaid sex life style through the unbelievable deliciousness of experiencing Hot Wife-ing. Jim loved it and I loved it. But because it was"the door we went through"on our way into this life-style, the Hot Wife thing typed barf our titillating induction ... much more than swinging did later on. For me, swinging never was nearly as much fun as being Jim's Hot Wife. I'm pretty sure Jim felt the Saame way too.

So ... Over these four years this Hot married woman had acquired a bevy of hot guys. About twenty to be exact. They all served different purposes. Not all were local. Not all were available for regular hook ups. But they gave me options. They were always there in my cognizance, and it wasn't uncommon to arrive home and find four different Guy who had left a subject matter on my do machine. These kind of sexual choice created a severe inequity with me and Jim.

He didn't have a single woman that he could fill with outside the clubs. Why ? It wasn't at all because he couldn't attract them. It was all about his ethical standards. In his eyes, the epitome of a creepy guy was mortal 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 woman. You can date any guy you want, married or not, and that guy is going to accept what you give him and say ‘ Use me, use me !'But women are different. They are easygoing and vulnerable and easily hurt when they feel used by some schmuck. I just can't do that. I can't date someone while being married !"

So that was our narrative for years 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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fountainhead I did it again. Got carried away in that spectacular import and forgot about Jim. I'm for sure many of you will judge me for continually doing that to him but believe me it's severely managing all those dynamics well. You got ta remember I am talking about world shaking experiences with new citizenry. It ain't easy to carry off and I just wanted Jim to experience that quandary too. He needed to so he could be a bit more interpret with me.

Well ... I could severalize Jim was mad again. This form of affair was literally the only affair we argued about. But he was cool. He had helped houseclean up the entire political party while he waited for me and after was sitting there waiting for me to regress.

( No one knew the room number 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 lilliputian after 3:00 and at first few words were shared between us during the 40 arcminute parkway home. I was nervous. Jim wasn't talking. And the yearner he kept smooth the more guilty I felt. But finally he said ...

"Ash, do you have any idea what you put me through when you do something like that ? I was bored out of my head for hours. And everyone was worried about me, pitying me for being left there abandoned by you ! Do you bed 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 footing so many times before. So I boiled over and said ...

"Jim I'm tired of this. You know damn well this has nothing to do with my love and veneration to you. That's as hard as ever. You just don't seem to ever get how difficult it is to wield different lovers. They have tone too. And during such intense intimate experiences like tonight I am holding their deepest sexual psychic in my hired man. Being heedful with it is the most important thing to me. I never want to hurt you but I just can't always think of you in the bit ! Dammit Jim ! You need a relationship with a woman ! You are wrong about them. There are plenty of women out there that would love your kind of attending and would be thrilled if they could have it without it meaning you would be around 24/7. I've heard all your exculpation. Now tell me. What kind of womanhood WOULD you consider dating ?"

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Ok. That's Ashley's side of the story. It was a very very intense moment for both of us. Very chief in nature and I heard this reception flow rate out of me in an uncommonly forceful way that seemed like I was just a bystander watching it all happen ...

"I would like a woman two days Old than me. I'm tired of younger fair sex.

I want her about two in inadequate than you with brunet rippled hairsbreadth, in figure, sexy as the pits, killer grinning, nice boobs and loves sex.

I want her to be really fast getting cook for any function ... quicker than you !

I want her to be hurt and person who loves to read, way into Word, yet is very very athletic.

I want her to have a very similar background to me growing up, her hometown, her parents and household, and have like teaching, like being a teacher and majoring in math.

I want her to be well traveled, culturally diverse, and a mixer butterfly stroke in any room full phase of the moon of the great unwashed.

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

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

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

I want her to be good at golf and able-bodied to cps 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 thing 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 impossible list, one which I had never ever thought of, let alone construct. It came out powerfully and it left Ashley and me speechless.

But it was so out of the question, I discarded it, not thinking about it again all calendar week.

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In exactly seven days I met that fair sex in a most unusual way. It was shocking and equally spooky for both of us ... as we shared our ground and interest in great detail. She hit ... every ... I ... item on that list and maybe some former heart desires I neglected to include. She had even had her palm read at a fundraiser company a month prior and was told the man of her dreams would soon show up.

She was also a very public political figure and one I later realized I had seen often on TV and regularly read about in the theme.

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

This was no minuscule serendipity.

I was stunned and went back to order 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, scarey and unsafe for her and me. No. It was just a one off experience. I'm not going back !"

well ... that my admirer was the quandary I now faced. I knew going back might mean my life would never be quite the like. I needed weeks to speculate over that decision.

Stay tuned !