Monday, March 2, 2015

"Monday Morning You Sure Look Fine"

This morning I blew off the gym. The roads are icy. Kitty just got a new car and the first week out I slipped into a ditch. No harm done but now I’m a bit gun shy. So this morning I decided to take advantage of the quiet house and get some personal finance items taken care of. And then the email came…from him…cross country I am assuming which would make it approximately 2:00 am his time. The email said:

“Man, I need you…Bad”

Kitty immediately got wet. I tried to remember back to when we were last together…early fall. I kept thinking…I STILL think we had the perfect situation. He was bicoastal. The plan was for us to get together while he was here then go back to our lives when he returned home then three weeks or so later…but he never came back…or at least he never told me when he did. Kitty has no idea why he would come back and not let me know and in all honesty I do believe he is still home and that it is a coincidence that after hatching our well thought out plan, his contract completely changed.

At any rate Kitty’s Monday morning is looking bright.

Thursday, February 26, 2015

Complaint Department

The other day Kitty was texting with Tom Hagen. Apparently he reads Kitty’s blog pretty regularly. Tom Hagen voiced a complaint. He said too much time passes between Kitty’s posts. Well, I do apologize for that but in reality Kitty’s career does not permit time these days for play dates much less writing.

Having said that, today Kitty received several photos and videos from a former lover. At the same time Kitty was fantasizing about The Cowboy. Oh you know Kitty can’t give up completely on him. Just when I think all hope is lost, he says something or laughs at one of my jokes and my little Grinch heart goes pitter patter.

Kitty got to talk to The Cowboy a few times today regarding an issue that I am handling for him. Here and there Kitty would crack a joke and every now and then he would get the joke and chuckle. I get the impression that The Cowboy doesn’t always appreciate Kitty’s quick wit. Which is a shame because Kitty has been told that I am quite funny not to mention I give pretty good head. The Cowboy doesn't know what he is missing if you ask me.

At one point in the conversation today he was telling me about some sort of “semen rebate” that he gets (for the cows of course). Kitty asked how I can join the semen club. The Cowboy got that joke and sort of chuckled giving Kitty a glimmer of hope.

I confessed to my work bestie that I was fantasizing about fucking the Cowboy while he wears his cross necklace. Oh, I don’t know for sure that he has one but I just bet he does and there is something so dirty and sexy about the idea of riding his cock, looking down at his ecstasy filled face then at the sign of his religion. Don’t ask me why…it just makes Kitty wet.

Monday, February 2, 2015

Feast Or Famine

Kitty hasn’t written very much lately because I’ve been going through a drought of sorts or at least that’s what my blogging bestie calls it.  I saw the Travelling Salesman this past week and let Kitty just say that I absolutely adore him. We go to dinner. We have riveting conversation. We laugh. We drink. We eat. And then we go to his lavish casino hotel room and we fuck. There’s only one problem. As much as Kitty adores the Travelling Salesman and as wet as he makes Kitty, the Travelling Salesman just can’t make Kitty cum. In fact, Kitty hasn’t had a proper orgasm since December. Before that Kitty believes it was October. Not having an orgasm makes Kitty sad and even hornier.

Today fate stepped in…well…sort of. Kitty got a text from Esq. He’s been wanting to get together at his little love nest but we have just not been able to make it work. Today was the day. Esq. blew into town and Kitty met him. Yes, Kitty is still waiting for that threesome he promised but Kitty is being patient because after all, “Good things (and threesomes) come to those who wait.”

So the whole time Esq. and Kitty were fucking Kitty was listening in the hopes that Esq.’s friend would be hiding somewhere in the house and just join in. Don’t get me wrong. As I explained to my blogging bestie, Esq. is a total goober. He is tall and skinny and white as a ghost but at the same time he is very kind and considerate. This being our third time fucking was better in some ways and in the end Esq. has a very nice hard cock that feels so nice inside of Kitty and Kitty just can’t resist. Today Esq. came twice both times he came pretty quickly. That’s good in a way…right??? I mean it’s a compliment in a way to Kitty right? Well…Kitty is choosing to see it that way. The problem of course with that is that Kitty did not have enough time to cum and well…that’s just unacceptable.

The great thing about Kitty is that I am not too shy to ask for more so I did. Esq. fumbled about with his hands and in the end Kitty did finally cum with the aid of my hands, Esq. hands and the visual of Esq. fucking me from behind which he didn’t have the opportunity to do this time. I may request it specifically next time. For now Kitty is relaxed and ready for bed. Wishing you all wet dreams tonight ;)

Monday, January 5, 2015

Travelling Salesman

“Happy New Year!” He said as he opened the door to greet Kitty. Kitty walked in, kissed him on the lips then put the rather large cheese tray down on the table. I had to chuckle on my way up to the suite. I thought to myself that it very may well be the same suite I had fucked Top Gun in several months ago. It turned out it was the suite next door but the Travelling Salesman had done well.

He poured me a glass of wine as I unwrapped the cheese tray, lit candles and we chatted for quite a while sitting on the couch in the sitting room. Kitty had begun to think this was never going to happen when he excused himself to go to the bathroom. When he came out he sat a bit closer to Kitty on the couch and we began to kiss. I had remembered from the last time that we were not quite in sync but Kitty continued working with his tongue trying to change the rhythm. He ran his tongue down my neck and gently across my shoulder when Kitty finally said, “Do you want to go into the bedroom?”

We walked into the bedroom each holding a candle and began once again to kiss. Kitty took off the Travelling Salesman’s shirt and he removed mine. I quickly removed his jeans and then my own. Kitty was please to see his erection through his boxer briefs and kissed him a few seconds more before gently exposing it. I wasn’t sure if I should sink to my knees and suck on his cock. He had been so conservative up to this point. Kitty did not want to overstep my bounds.

“Let’s lay down,” he said

We moved to the bed and once again began kissing. Our rhythm was more in sync by now and Kitty was ever so wet. Kitty gently moved my tongue down his chest and toward his nipples. I nibbled each gently then moved my tongue down his stomach, his inner thigh just grazing his balls. I put his cock into my mouth and began to suck gently as I heard his breath quicken and felt his hand on my head. Kitty moved back up to his mouth then he climbed on top of Kitty He reciprocated by running his tongue around Kitty’s nipples, down my stomach then over my clit and although Kitty craved more he got up on his knees and said, “I’ve got a condom”. Kitty watched as he put the condom on his cock then pushed between Kitty’s legs. Just as his cock entered into Kitty he said, “You ARE a beautiful woman.” To which Kitty’s answer was, “Thank you that feels good.”

He moved slowly and methodically as Kitty expected and now has begun to enjoy. As he thrusted Kitty caught his nipple in my mouth. I began sucking and heard him say, “Oh yes…oh yes” so Kitty nibbled and before I realized I was full on biting when he groaned and I could tell he had cum.

We lay talking for a bit. He was not quick to give any information as to his desires, wants, and needs answering with a simple, “I am easy to please.”
Kitty is used to men asking me to do things their wives will not do but rather than belabor the point Kitty decided to go with the flow and run through a list of things that the Travelling Salesman might like but be too shy to ask for.

What do you all think?

Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Bringing the New Year in With a Bang!

It's New Year's Eve...the calm before the storm in my line of work so on the one hand Kitty is on edge and on the other completely enjoying the quiet in my office this morning. Aside from Kitty's frustration over health issues I am well. Oh don't you worry about Kitty. There is nothing serious going on although my boss took the pleasure of calling me "old" the other day and told me my body is starting to “break down”.

Don't ask me why but I had some days to use up in December. I had stashed them aside for potential playdates but things just never worked out so I decided to catch up on some doctor's appointments instead. That was a bad BAD choice. For future reference if you have a choice between taking time off from work for a play date or a doctor’s appointment CHOOSE THE PLAY DATE!!!

Needless to say Kitty is in the midst of trying to straighten out some sort of problem with my eyes which I use ALL THE TIME for work and have zero time and zero patience for fuck ups and I suspect the doctor fucked up so now I am pissed and seriously those of you who know me in the real world, know that you don’t want to piss off Kitty.

Whew…today apparently is the day of venting for Kitty so I apologize…rant over.

Kitty is looking forward to a playdate with Traveling Salesman tomorrow. He seems extremely conservative. Kitty always likes guys like that and always wants to tap into that naughty side of them . So the funny thing about the Traveling Salesman is that through all of our emails…all of our vanilla dinner dates Travelling Salesman has neglected to ask Kitty’s real name…even just my first name. At this point it would be a little uncomfortable for him don’t you think?

So in light of what is going on Kitty is looking forward to starting the New Year off with a “bang”.

You never know what the day will hold so take advantage of everything life has to offer while you can. That’s the mantra Kitty tries to live by.

Happy 2015 everybody. Kitty wishes each of you a happy and healthy New Year filled with orgasms and great sex.


Saturday, December 20, 2014

The Wife

Last night I had a dream that she and I were sitting down at a table…his wife and I. He was in the other room. She began talking about their relationship. I was thinking, “I just fucked him Monday.” I was waiting for her to confront me and then…I woke up.

In reality I did see her the other day. I wasn’t caught completely off guard. I was on her turf…shopping and visiting a friend. I didn’t see her at first and went about my business of shopping. My friend checked in with me here and there and we walked around together admiring the work of other artists. My friend left me so she could tend to her booth and then I saw her…the wife.  At first I wasn’t sure it was her but she mentioned her dogs. She had bags in each of her hands and she was having a conversation with a friend of hers. I wanted to hit her friend. The friend was talking about what a wonderful room mother she used to be when her kids were young and how everyone wanted her to be their room mother. It took every ounce of restraint I had not to add my two cents…but I didn’t. I stole glances of his wife as I thought to myself, “I just fucked your husband two days ago.” His wife looked over at me. She did not smile. I may have smiled a bit. She was not as pretty as her pictures. She was dowdy and somewhat boring. I went about my business and she left.

All I could think was how very natural it was to run into her and how ironic it was that after all these years this was the first time this had ever happened. I wondered for a moment how other mistresses would react and then I thought I acted exactly as I should have. I have neither right nor any desire to interfere in their life together. It was interesting to see her in person but nothing more.

Sunday, December 7, 2014

Color Wars

He was running late so Kitty checked us into the hotel. It was a dark and rainy night and a little frightening walking up the stairwell alone especially when I saw a door ajar in the dark corner and the lights in the room did not go on when I turned on the switch. I managed to find one working lamp in the room. If I had known he was going to be so late I would have brought some sexy lingerie and taking a shower. Instead I lay on the bed watching television and texted him as he was on his way. After about an hour there was a startling knock at the door. I cautiously opened the door as he pushed it open forcefully. He had just come from coaching basketball wearing sweats and looking like the jock he was in high school. He was carrying his overnight bag and stopped on his way into the room to give Kitty a kiss…and then a more passionate kiss which made Kitty weak at the knees.

He put his things down on the bed and began to unpack. He had stopped at Target on the way and picked up a portable speaker, disinfectant, baby oil, honey and candles. He tossed the candles in my direction and I began to set them up. He set up Pandora to a smooth jazz playlist which was incredibly sexy. Then he sprayed the entire room with disinfectant which made Kitty smile and laugh. He sat on the edge of the bed and immediately grabbed my feet. He admired the fact that they were so small and I was happy that I had taken the time to paint my toenails and moisturize.
We kissed slowly and in perfect sync. His tongue hit my mouth in just the right places. I nibbled on his top lip and he jumped up and said, “Let me just take a quick shower. Five minutes.”

Kitty undressed down to my panties and bra and slipped into bed as he did after his shower. Again we began to kiss ever so slowly. He moved so slowly it was absolutely refreshing waiting to unhook my bra and slip off my panties. Kitty rubbed his bulge and could tell that he was hard already but before I could reach for his cock, he moved down to kitty’s pussy and began ever so gently to lick me and it was unbelievable and Kitty began to moan.

He moved up and rubbed his cock against Kitty’s clit. “Open your eyes,” he said “I want to see your face”.

I opened my eyes and smiled as I saw his face looking down at me, “That smile,” he said. “You are dangerous.”

Kitty thought about my secret life and silently agreed. We moved together slowly, our bodies responding in kind to each other’s touch. His voice alone was enough to make me cum but his gently touch; the dimly lit room and the smooth jazz playing in the background put me over the edge. Shortly thereafter he pulled out and came on kitty’s stomach.

We lay together talking, joking and laughing about our home town, our former classmates, our secret affair, our kids, our exes all the while kissing and touching. This was something Kitty doesn’t ever remember experiencing before.

After a short rest, Kitty began to kiss him. I nibbled gently on his lip then his nipples as he moaned with pleasure. Kitty ran my tongue down his stomach until I finally reached his cock. I gently ran my tongue around the head as he gasped, “Oh my God that feels good, Baby.” Kitty sucked the head just a little bit, ran my tongue up and down one side of the shaft then the other. Kitty continued as his breath began to quicken. “Ride my cock,” he commanded. Kitty climbed aboard with glee and began to gyrate as he called my name and said things like, “You like that big, black, hard cock inside of you don’t you?” He was right of course although just after that first kiss at the hotel room door Kitty had completely forgotten the race difference between us. All I could focus on was the way his lips felt on my mouth, the way his tongue felt on my pussy, the way his cock felt inside of me and the sound of his voice as he called out my name.

It’s been a long time since Kitty has wanted to curl up in a man’s arms and fall asleep much less spend the night together. This was one of those times. Unfortunately the reality of life waited at home for Kitty and I had to leave him. I hope to see him again although it is not likely. Kitty had a wonderful time.