Ashley Madison Bully Guy

Kitty is being bullied today by one of the men I met on Ashley Madison. I am not going to disclose who this person was but SERIOUSLY…WHY ARE YOU BULLYING KITTY?!?!?!

I should have seen this coming actually. We had a few tenuous emails before our encounter and apparently this guy thinks Kitty is mean spirited. Really if Kitty were mean spirited I would have told him that I didn’t want to fuck him anymore because he couldn’t stay hard and just could not bring Kitty HOME. If I were mean I would have told him that his cum was bitter and his fingernails needed trimming. If I were mean I would have told him that his oral skills were lacking. But Kitty is not mean so I kept that all to myself…until now.

So after our encounter although I agreed to meet him again it was half hearted. In the meantime he started with the nasty emails and I took the opportunity to tell him “thanks but no thanks”.

We emailed some polite emails back and forth. His were passive/aggressive with phrases like “You probably have a new lover or 2, & working on others,” “I don’t email u because I feel u r no longer interested & I don’t bug people, who have no interest in hearing my bull. Luvya. Xoxo”, and “I also had a great time. I believe I had a much better time than u did.”

So finally this morning I received an email from him which said that the reason he was unable to please Kitty was because Kitty was “gamey”. I know…I know…now listen. Kitty’s feelings were hurt a little bit but in all honesty Kitty is very self conscious about how I smell and how I taste down there. Up until now I have never had a complaint. I have tasted myself and did not find my flavor particularly offensive so even though my ego was a little wounded I took his comment under advisement and made a mental note to research how other women freshen their vaginas. Up until this point Kitty always read that a healthy diet and lifestyle led to a perfectly fine smelling and tasting vagina.

So I emailed this bully back and this is what I wrote:

Good morning [Bully Guy]. No, I don't hate you. I assure you I clean that area meticulously particularly before an encounter. I will certainly look into more options. As far as you and I are concerned, let’s take this as a clear indicator that we simply don't have a sexual chemistry. Have a great day

Now Kitty thought that was a pretty benign email. I had no intention of being nasty in any way but I sort of wanted to just end the conversation and hopefully the email friendship. This is what I got in return:

Good morning [Kitty]. I did not send that email with a hidden message that we don't have a sexual chemistry. One cannot make such a decision on one encounter, as far as I'm concerned. Some people think they could make such a decision by looking at a lifeless photo. How silly. However you were able to make that judgment, & I respect your decision. I think u will admit that u made that decision long before I sent my last email. My email had nothing to do with your decision that we do not have sexual chemistry, and u r probably right in your assessment. I did not send that email to be hurtful or as a sour grapes email. I was truly trying to be helpful. I detect from your email u do not believe that, because your "no sexual chemistry" comment was a purposeful dig at me, but I have thick skin & can take it. I've had many many encounters & know what I bring to the table. No harm done. U have a fun happy day.

Okay, am I missing something here?

So I responded one last time:

[Bully Guy], no dig intended I am sorry if you took it that way

And then I received THIS:

If it was not an uncalled for dig, then why would my comments regarding your correctable gamey situation make it clear that there was no sexual chemistry? U were slamming me because I said something u did not want to hear. Actually u should have thanked me for bringing it to your attention, unless u believe it’s not true & I made it up for some unknown bullshit reason. If the situation were reversed I would have thanked u & corrected it for the future. I can play the fool, but I’m no fool. Sometimes it takes genius to play a fool. I don’t claim genius, but I did not fall off a turnip truck either.

To be completely honest here, my determination that we have no sexual chemistry had little to do with the actual encounter, it had nothing to do with age or physical appearance. It had EVERYTHING to do with him being an incredible ASSHOLE.

My question for all of you is WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!?

Do They EVER Think About Kitty?

Last night XXX and I had a fairly long text conversation. I started it because he was due to go to that party with his “Cunt Wife” so I thought I would tease him a little bit. It turns out the party was earlier in the day and he was already at the bar by the time we started texting. I don’t know if he was drunk or not but if I didn’t know any better I’d think he was flirting with me. He wanted me to meet him for dinner. Okay…THAT’s not gonna happen! Then he invited me to breakfast this morning. I would have but I have a religious obligation with my kids.

I think XXX wanted to give me a pep talk. I was feeling let down. The entire day passed and I did not receive one text or email from any of my playmates. NOT ONE! Okay, that’s not fair. One playmate did email me just to let me know that he fucked his wife that morning and while Kitty loves a good fucking story I was not in the mood to discuss anybody but Kitty.

I asked XXX if he thought these men ever think about me. He assured me that they do but their family lives take priority…I’m thinking more like family lives, then professional lives…then any other friends or Ashley Madison hook-ups they are working on…then…

Don’t ask me why but my immediate instinct is to put my needs aside to please my partner then when I realize they don’t give two shits about my feelings I feel let down and a little resentful. This is exactly what happened with XXX and I could feel it beginning to happen with THE Client. He never once asked about me. He never once asked about my life…never once. Same with…well….ALL OF THEM!

XXX has to work really hard to bring himself back from a rant about his wife and then he will look at me and realize then say “enough about me. What’s going on in your life?” It is so FORCED…but at least he does it. I suppose that’s the most I can ask for. Hey, I am not a whiner and I am not going to spend my time whining about my home life because in reality I have it pretty good here. But Kitty needs love and attention too. Just an indication that one of my playmates gives two shits about how my day is going is all it takes. Ahhh it’s a vicious circle isn’t it?

Another Weird Day

Don’t ask me why but whenever Big Cheese is out of town things in the office become “WEIRD”. Today I actually planned to keep a low profile and work. I didn’t even write blog posts which is what I usually do. Can I just tell you that Kitty is SWAMPED with work and Big Cheese has been so distracted lately that it is just building up. My days have become all about putting out fires so I welcomed the break with Big Cheese out of the office today.

First the day started with my Little Latino Helper coming in. He was hanging around wanting to chit chat but Kitty was not focused. I had just posted something on Facebook. I asked him if he is on Facebook. He said “of course!” in his thick Latino accent. Then he pushed me aside and grabbed my computer keyboard and requested himself as a friend. I warned him that my Facebook can get a little “silly”. Oh yeah, Kitty isn’t just silly on my blog. I am silly pretty much 24/7 in some capacity. Hey, at least I am REAL…right???

So no sooner did my Little Latino Helper request himself as a friend on my Facebook but he accepts my friend request and proceeds to message me all morning. At which point I finally typed “GET TO WORK!” then logged off myself.

Next the cute attorney from down the hall stopped by. I can tell that he is ready for a long visit because he brought in a cup of coffee and sat himself down at the empty desk next to me. I had considered up to this point having T-Bone stop by for a visit and perhaps a quickie on my desk but then I realize it’s better if he stay put. Later of course T-Bone told me that I should have texted him and he would have come right over to fuck me on my desk. Ahhh….T-Bone….

So when the cute attorney down the hall finally got bored…well actually the phone started ringing off the hook and I had to answer it…he went back to his little office.

In the meantime XXX shot me an email with a professional question as well as a “How’s your life?” I answered both of his questions and told him that life is good leaving out details since Kitty is well aware now that my emails are being monitored on his end.

Sure enough 3 minutes later XXX shows up at my office door. Now let me tell you that XXX very rarely comes to MY office so that in itself was WEIRD. We talked quickly about his professional question. He was acting particularly strange. He was in a good mood…or at least I thought. He was walking around the office and straightening all the pictures. He kept peeking into Big Cheese’s office even though he could see that he was not there. He was jumpy…and flirty. WTF?!?!?

So I knew it was coming…the questions…about the men. I assumed he was in a good mood because he was going to move back with his wife but I guess not. He told me that she was still putting it off then began asking me about my playmates. I told him about how T-Bone makes me happy. Things are good. We have fun but things aren’t heavy. I don’t get hurt if he has to cancel a playdate. In fact yesterday he cancelled but surprised me by waiting for me in my parking lot in the morning to tell me in person. Kitty thought that was nice. I don’t get nervous if he doesn’t call or text. I don’t worry about our future or if we will see each other again. We fit. That’s the only way I can describe my friendship with T-Bone. I went through the other playmates one by one leaving the Ashley Madison Bully to the end. XXX was pretty upset about that whole thing. First he assured me that there is nothing wrong with the scent or flavor of my kitty then he said to block the bully. I assured him that the bully was gone for good and not going to be a problem. He came up from behind me and began rubbing my shoulders. I am not sure if he would have gone further if I gave him the go-ahead. I am finally in a good place…a GREAT place with XXX. I am not sure if I am willing to fuck it up again.

Then XXX started on this rant about how Angry Guy is “evil” and driving me to this “horrible way of life”. XXX was being completely ridiculous. I assured him over and over that I am content and happy. Angry Guy is fine. My play toys are all traveling for the next few weeks so I am taking the opportunity to focus on home life with Angry Guy. This is good for several reasons but one thing is for sure is both Angry Guy and I both relax a little bit and let our guards down so when T-Bone comes home hopefully we can visit again without any suspicion.

I doubt I was able to convince XXX that I am content. I do love him and I always will. If we were a couple, we would be unstoppable but we are not. We are friends and I want to keep it that way. After work I got a text from T-Bone to call him. I love those texts from T-Bone. We had our afternoon chat. We laughed as always. T-Bone is traveling abroad this week so he told me he would be emailing me. T-Bone was the only normal thing about this morning. If you knew T-Bone you would know just how funny that statement is.

Visitors

Visitors

The other day one of my new friends and potential lovers emailed me. It turned out he was working in the area and wanted to meet for coffee or lunch. I asked him where he would be and it turned out he had a client in my office building. Strange right? I thought about Kat’s blog where she wrote about one of her lovers showing up at work. My situation is different and I have no idea why. The men I communicate with are drama free which is good and bad. I had my doubts about T-Bone because his wife is a whack and he seems to have a bit of a temper but with me he is calm as a cucumber so we are good.

When I realize F would be so close and that Big Cheese would be out of the office I invited F to come to my office to meet. I know this is risky but I feel pretty safe in my little office. I am surrounded by a lot of great people who stop by from time to time especially when they know Big Cheese is out of the office just to check on me.

When the day arrived F arrived right on time. He had emailed me a photo in advance. He looked different in person but I was pleasantly surprised. I never know what to make of a picture and I told him this. I agreed to meet him solely based on some really sweet emails he sent me and some nice comments he made on my blog. You all know Kitty is a whore for a man who reads my blog and gets totally wet for a man who actually writes a COMMENT.

So F and I had a nice little visit in my office and I had to admit to him later that I was very attracted to him. One thing that F emailed me that caught my attention is that he loves that feeling that you get when you meet someone new and are creating a connection. Butterflies. I agree. Eventually those butterflies go away. This I know. But let’s see where this leads to. Like XXX always says “This may be ‘the one’”.

Squirting

Have you ever seen one of those pornos where the woman squirts cum like a man? Have you ever been with an actual woman who squirts? Well, let me start by saying that Kitty is not a squirter. That sort of makes me sad because yes, it makes it difficult for the men I fuck to tell that they have made me cum and although Kitty is quite a moaner in bed I am not one to shout “I’m CUMMING!”

I forget why but XXX and I were discussing squirting a few weeks ago. I may have asked him if his wife is a squirter because that’s the kind of shit that Kitty asks XXX. He assured me at the time that women don’t REALLY squirt. I said to him “what about the pornos?” XXX assured me that there was some sort of trick photography in those pornos.

Okay so Kitty is going along La-Dee-Da and I’m talking to my new special friend “Yo Philly Guy” who then tells me that his wife is a squirter. SHIT! Kitty can’t compete with that!!!

When Kitty told “Yo Philly Guy” that Kitty doesn’t squirt there was silence on the other end of the phone line. I asked “Yo Philly Guy” if he was disappointed. He said “no” but Kitty knows better.

Who knows, maybe “Yo Philly Guy” will do things for Kitty that leave my body with no other choice but to squirt. I can’t wait to find out.

SURPRISE!!!

Kitty got invited to a surprise party this weekend. It was sort of a last minute invitation for Construction Guy’s wife. I was happy for any excuse to get out and I knew that the party would be fun. Basically the guest list was comprised of my favorite people in the world. So Kitty threw on an outfit that I hoped hid my fatness, grabbed a bottle of wine and headed out to “The Big City” to meet Construction Guy, his family and closest friends including local politicians, and basically the royalty of our little home town.

There was a point where I was separated from the group I walked in with and had joined another group. I knew almost every other guest in some capacity and felt comfortable moving from one person to the next to socialize. Occasionally one of my friends would come up to me and we would engage in a deeper conversation. In the meantime Angry Guy was texting me from home and my skinny blonde trainer friend was texting me because some of her “students” were at the party. Between you and me they were not thrilled with her but in the interest of preserving her already frail self esteem I left that part out. The men of course were telling me that the ONLY reason they were going to her class was to adore her from afar. That just goes to show you how drastic different men’s tastes in women can be. Any man who is attracted to her is pretty much turned off by me as her polar opposite.

So one of my friends who I haven’t seen in ages began a conversation with me about the men in our lives. She is a single woman, never married approaching 50. She is smart and beautiful and funny. I have always been curious as to what her “situation” was and she told me about the man she is involved with right now. Sadly he reminded me somewhat of XXX except his wife died. To make a long story short my friend was telling me that this man had built up an emotional wall and she just wasn’t sure she could ever break through it. That made Kitty sad because like I said, my friend is deserving of a wonderful man. As we ended our conversation she told me that I inspired her to Have a “talk” with him to which my reply was “uh oh”. Just what Kitty needs…another man to hate me.

On the other side of me sat Construction Guy’s daughter who is possibly the only person other than my blonde trainer friend who knows about Kitty’s indiscretions. Construction Guy’s daughter has a few indiscretions of her own but since she is much younger than me she is still able to write them off as a young woman’s “live and learn” lessons.

The joke of the evening became “Kitty the Cougar”. There are several young men that work for Construction Guy that I often joke about….well…FUCKING. After a few moments of course I have to add that in reality I have “Daddy issues” so while I may joke about a hot young 20 something boy in actuality I will walk past him and fuck his father instead. One of my girlfriend’s boyfriends looked at me in disbelief when I said that in the car ride home. I haven’t figured out whether he couldn’t believe the “Daddy issue” comment, the fact that I don’t REALLY prefer the young boys or the fact that I just said it point blank with him in the car.

So, Construction Guy’s daughter sat with me at the bar pointing out all the hot men young and …older. There was one 50 something man that she pointed out to me as being hot by her standards then said “he’s married”. As she said it she looked at me, remembered who she was talking to and chuckled. She then pulled her handsome southern cousin over to meet me. I jokingly said “talk” so I could hear his accent. He was very cute and indulged me. At one point he said something completely off topic. My friend said to him “really?” and he said “No, I was just talking so Kitty could hear my voice.” That made Kitty laugh and nothing makes Kitty wet like a man who makes me laugh.

So even though Kitty didn’t “Score” per se I really did have a great time with the men and women at the party who comprise my almost everyday life. I couldn’t have had more fun if it were my own party.

Stay Aloof Don't Pollute

I just had a little Saturday morning phone chat with my old friend Bad Boy. It was a short one today but chock full of good advice. Have I mentioned how much I dig Bad Boy? The reason for the call you ask? Well I wanted a consult with my favorite naughty friend in light of round two of Ashley Madison. I can always count on Bad Boy to bring me down to earth. Bad Boy is one of the voices that tell me to get real.

Basically he and I talked out what has been going through my head. Nothing that he said surprised me and he pretty much said “you just answered your own question.” He’s right. Kitty knows what I have to do. Bad Boy and I discussed my more successful encounters and the difference between them and the less successful encounters. Bad Boy told me about some successful affairs he had with married women and how and why they worked. Basically he said the women were not built like Kitty. Kitty is not wired to cheat or lie. He told me those women were “wolves”. Kitty is not a wolf. Bad Boy thinks that's a GOOD thing.

So after we hashed through things what we came up with is that Kitty is a believer. Yes, and in the Ashley Madison life that is not a good thing. Bad Boy said once again “Remember Kitty, you have all the control right now.” He also reminded me that these men will say anything they think I want to hear to get me into bed. Now since Bad Boy knows me in real life and he knows I am not a game player he speaks very openly and honestly with me. I told him that the men I show little or no interest in are the men that come after me then I let my guard down and WHAM!

So what do you think that Bad Boy said? He said, “Kitty, you have to act aloof with these men. Don’t pay attention to the bullshit they are feeding you. Just have a good time. It will come for you when you stop looking.” Is Bad Boy wise or what?

So I asked Bad Boy what I should say when these smooth talkin’ men tell me what I want to hear. Bad Boy told me to “keep a clear head, have fun and just say ‘let’s see how things go’” Damn is he the best or what?

As we were ending our conversation Bad Boy said “you know if I lived closer you wouldn’t have these problems.” Oh Bad Boy…if you lived closer Kitty thinks I would probably have a completely different set of problems.

Kitty's Wall

Big Cheese is out of the office today so I am sneaking in a little time to write, that is between visits from our friendly neighbors and my Little Latino Helper. It’s funny how the day started out today and how the morning has progressed. It’s just 9:00 a.m. and I already have 4 or 5 blog topics to write.

Let’s start off with my initial blog. Yesterday was sort of a sad day for Kitty. Nothing in particular happened I just can’t describe it any other way. I had a chat with a former lover. Really I am just going to refer to these guys as “Encounters” because let’s face it there is no love there and I only met the guy once.

So he and I were chatting briefly online. Although he keeps in touch he skirts the issue of meeting again. Don’t ya just love a guy who doesn’t have the courage to tell you that he’s not into you?

So anyway, Kitty sort of had him pinned against the wall. He told me that he hasn’t met anybody else and made a comment about being too old for the women he has contacted. He told me this before and at the time I felt bad for him. I mean I totally think he is adorable. So the guy’s feelings were bruised which you can’t blame him but dude HERE I AM!!! I want you!!!

So after expressing my interest I realized like a slap in the face that this guy for whatever reason thinks Kitty is not good enough for him. WHAT THE FUCK?!?!

Listen, Kitty knows I am not beautiful and not thin but Kitty is a highly educated, well spoken pleasant woman with a super personality and sense of humor.

Okay so that realization not only brought Kitty down to earth but really hurt my feelings. Later at night I caught up with my old buddy “Discreetesq”. D and I chatted a bit and D gave me some great insight much like Bad Boy. See, the thing I don’t get is that I have always started out saying that I am happy with just a one time thing. It is only after these men promise that they are different and promise that they want something more that Kitty gets into trouble. My favorite trysts were “one and dones”. Okay, I know you think I am obsessed with G but YES! My encounter with G turned out to be perfect in just about every way. Would I like to meet G again? Of course! Is it going to happen? No. Am I hurt? Absolutely not because G and I agreed that would be it. Oh yes, there was a point where we tried to connect but for no fault of his own we just could not make it happen.

So last night D told me once again that these men who promise that they are different are just trying to gain control. That’s almost word for word what Bad Boy told me. D went even further by telling me that my openness and honesty is a sign of weakness and I have to be indifferent to these men…build a wall more or less. So while that is just not in my nature I found myself reflecting this morning and realizing that Kitty has to start to build that wall.

Habits and Routine

It’s funny how you fall into different habits with different lovers or in my case potential lovers. When you are prowling you depend on these habits and routines as a barometer for the relationship…at least I do. When Tom Cat and I were “courting” we emailed each other night and day. When things in our relationship waned the emails became less and less and now they have stopped all together. T-Bone used to email me constantly when he was on a trip. He would send me pictures from all over the world. It was kind of funny. It was like that movie with George Clooney where he took pictures of a cut-out of his sister and her fiancé all over the world since he travelled so much. T-Bone and I text still and I call him but it’s not the same. Obviously we have to be more careful. Before we had our encounter we had gotten into the habit of talking everyday on my lunch break. I’d call him and listen to him ramble mostly about what a jerk his wife is. I love the sound of his voice and although his complaining about her got tiresome I thought over time it would come to an end and for the most part it has. Yesterday he had a doctor’s appointment in my office building. I was hoping he would stop by. That’s the funny thing about having a local lover. We go to the same places and know some of the same people. Oh sure it can be a nightmare when things fall apart but  there is something about that connection that I like. Among other things it gives us something to talk about other than our spouses and what’s wrong with our marriages.

So after the time of T-Bone’s appointment came and went I texted him to see if he was planning to drop by my office. I had already decided to introduce him to Big Cheese as a friend and a potential client for Big Cheese. T-Bone texted back that his wife was off from work so he had to get back home right away. At lunch when I would ordinarily call him I texted to see if he wanted to talk. He was out to lunch with his family so obviously that was a “no”. It wasn’t so much that he couldn’t talk or visit that bothered me. It was that we have OUR routine and now MY routine was compromised. I know, selfish of Kitty. Later after the shit went down with that jerky client and I had decided things with THE CLIENT were not going to work out I tried once again to call T-Bone. No answer. A little later after I got home he texted me that he was not ignoring me. That’s all it took. Just a little attention for Kitty…a little kindness…a little SOMETHING! I walked the dog and tried to call him one last time. This time he answered. I told him about my client and although I could tell he had no interest what so ever at least he listened. Then we started joking around about other things. When I got back from my walk I told Angry Guy I felt much better. I told him I am going to be taking those walks more often. He was relieved he didn’t have to listen to me complaining anymore and said “They say walking clears your mind.” Yeah, that’s what it was that cleared my mind…the walking.

T-Bone's Big Head

One of the things I love about T-Bone is that he makes me laugh. Sometimes unintentionally. Up until today T-Bone was doubting himself. He asked me if I thought he was attractive. He asked me if his dick was small. These questions stem from issues with his wife. We all have issues with our spouses that create insecurities don’t we?

So the funny thing about T-Bone today was that he started out asking me what I thought and by the end of our fuck session Kitty had pretty much convinced him that he was attractive as well as large. Kitty did her job so well that by the end T-Bone was telling ME he is handsome and big. So I emailed T-Bone the two blogs I have written about him so far and don’t you know that T-Bone reminded me that his cock is so big that the condom would not fit! Damn if he couldn’t get it on then Kitty tried and I couldn’t get it on either. We tried and tried and could not get that condom on T-Bone’s big cock. Finally T-Bone and I looked at each other and came to the conclusion that T-Bone’s cock was just too big for that condom.

T-Bone, the thought of you turning on the light to wrestle with that condom DOES make me smile. So there you have it. I wrote an entire blog about T-Bone’s big head.

Sleepless

It’s 3 a.m. I can’t sleep. Angry Guy and I have had quite a week good AND bad. I have been so crazy busy at work so I figured I’d come down and at least rattle off a few blog posts. Yesterday was kind of funny. I had to run back and forth working with Big Cheese. He’s finally back in the office. On my way out for lunch I stopped to talk to XXX. At that point I told him about 4 potential lovers. Actually I told him that I am communicating with 4 men about hooking up but none of them had time for Kitty that minute. Part of my problem I guess is that when I want attention…I WANT attention. It doesn’t have to necessarily be sex. Texting or calling is nice. XXX was funny. He said in disbelief “You have FOUR potential lovers?!?!?!” I wasn’t looking to brag. I promise. And XXX didn’t take it that way. We don’t do that to one another. I was just venting that I was on my way out to lunch and getting love from NOONE. Apparently they did not read Kat’s blog about the love and feeding of a mistress.

By the end of the day I stopped by XXX’s office. I had had an incident with a client…not THE client but a close partner of his. The incident wasn’t dramatic on that end but some shit that was going on was really pissing me off and I wanted to vent to someone…anyone. THE CLIENT…you know…the one that was texting and calling last week was busy so I haven’t heard from him and I knew damn well he didn’t want to hear me complain about his partner so I refrained from texting him. In fact I promised myself that I would back away from that situation. I can already see the signs of neglect and I haven’t even fucked him!

So on my way out for the day I stopped once again to vent to XXX. His standard line is “We have to figure out how to make you some money.” It’s funny. XXX seems to think that money will solve all of my problems. I’ll admit a tropical vacation would be nice but in the scheme of things companionship is what I am lacking.

XXX was telling me that he has a party to go to with his “Cunt Wife”. Together we realized that there is something about these gatherings that make her horny for XXX so I suggested XXX pack his things in his condo, and have a moving company ready. I suggested he go to the party with Cunt and when she gets all excited and she is fucking him he should give the moving company a signal to move his shit back in the house when she is not paying attention. That made us both laugh but I could see XXX’s wheels turning. We walked out to our cars together. I mentioned that I was down from 4 to 3 men now. XXX sort of chuckled at the idea that we were working all day and this occurred without any drama or incident. Sometimes Kitty has to cut bait if for no other reason than to save my own self. After all, I am alone in this. These men have their own interests at heart. They are certainly not looking out for Kitty’s feelings.

T-Bone

Ahhhh T-Bone. How oh how am I going to describe T-Bone? Well, it’s a little difficult since I am still shaking from the amazing fuck session that we just had. I know, I know…I mislead you with my “Bad Feelings” post. Well, I did text T-Bone that morning. He was so damn sweet. He said we could re-schedule. He said it a few times. Then the texting became too much so I called him. Hearing his voice put me at ease. There is something about him in general that makes me feel safe. Maybe it’s what he does for a living but I really DO feel safe with him.

Now I don’t want to get into it but T-Bone’s wife has misled him into believing that he has a small dick. He sent me pictures long before we even met and there is NOTHING small about his dick. Our encounter was amazingly simple. He got the room and texted me the number. I swung by after work and met him. He greeted me and we chatted for a bit. I guess meeting in person and talking on the phone as much as we do helped. T-Bone was having a normal conversation and although Kitty was listening I was very excited and really just wanted to fuck T-Bone so I began to take off my clothes. T-Bone is pretty smart and got the hint so he started taking off HIS clothes and exposed a BIG HARD COCK. I am sincere when I say that it was beautiful. Now T-Bone is all about safe sex which is good but Kitty wanted just a little taste of what that cock was going to feel like inside of me and damn did it feel good.

I have to say that T-Bone was way up there with G as far as fucking and dick size goes. T-Bone was also extremely skilled at oral and I am not just saying that because he is reading. I mean it! He had just the right pressure going.

Kitty sure hopes I pleased T-Bone. He was so sweet and so complimentary. He said so many wonderful things to me along with the dirty talk because let’s not forget that Kitty is T-Bone’s “dirty little slut”. See, that’s the difference between T-Bone and Cruel Guy. T-Bone talks dirty but then he is also very complimentary and very tender as well. That is just the right combination for Kitty. So Kitty and T-Bone have agreed to meet again. Kitty really digs T-Bone and I hope he feels the same. Kitty’s goal for our next play date is to step up my dirty talk. I was just starting to get into it at the end. T-Bone likes for Kitty to tell him to “Fuck me hard” and “Show me whose boss” and boy does he. Thank you again T-Bone. You make Kitty CUMmmmmm.

Bad Feelings

I woke up with a bad feeling today. I am due to meet T-Bone. I don’t have a bad feeling about him. I have a bad feeling about the timing. Maybe “bad” is not a great word…UNEASY.

I started feeling differently when my client and I decided to meet. There is a part of me that wants to save all of my energy for him. Our meeting is tentative. It can be cancelled based on his schedule at any time. In fact we were joking yesterday and as I told him “I am basically ‘on call’”. Even though my client and I agreed to meet I had made a commitment to T-Bone and didn’t want to let him down.

This uneasy feeling has more to do with Angry Guy and the kids. I feel much more at ease at my encounters when Angry Guy is at ease. The coffee thing with XXX put Angry Guy on alert which makes me jumpy then paranoid. So, Angry Guy goes off to work without a word about yesterday then the kids start waking up. My daughter woke up not feeling well. That is another thing that puts me on edge. The school nurse can call anytime. If I don’t pick up my cell the call goes right to Angry Guy’s phone. If he can’t reach me…well…it’s all over.

I considered texting T-Bone just to let him know what was going on. Maybe he has something similar going on at his house. Maybe he will want to postpone. Maybe he has a bad…uneasy feeling as well.

Birthday Kitty

The other day Kat posted a blog that I thought was very appropriate not to mention it expressed my thoughts about how a man should treat his mistress to the letter. Please read this ESPECIALLY if you are one of Kitty’s lovers/former lovers/potentiallovers. Basically the premise at least from my perspective was that a little bit of thought and consideration goes a long way.

Now Kitty never EVER asks or expects gifts from my playmates. I do however appreciate attention and consideration. It turns out Kitty’s birthday was a few days after Kat’s post so I was curious to see how or IF the men in my life would acknowledge the occasion. Can I just say that Kitty is definitely an “It’s the thought that counts” kind of Kitty. So on my birthday I sure felt the love affection from a lot of my wonderful playmates. I received emails, e-cards, texts…lots of texts…so many that Angry Guy was like “What the fuck is going on?!?!?!”

Among my wonderful playmates that thought about me were Jiminy Cricket, My Client, Bad Boy who texted me just before midnight and again the next afternoon. Bad Boy gets extra love points for that. Angry Guy treated Kitty very nicely and bought me a wonderful gift that will make my workouts all the more enjoyable. And Kitty even got a surprise “Happy Birthday” email from The Ex.

If you are among my playmates that were unaware of Kitty’s birthday please don’t fret. Kitty is not a whore for attention on my birthday. I am just extra touched by those around me who take the time to let me know that they are thinking about me and for that Kitty feels blessed. Thank you to all my wonderful friends. I had an amazing birthday.

Cool Jobs

Some of the men Kitty has been with have amazingly cool jobs. Kitty has fucked lawyers, construction guys, scientists, COO’s, CEO’s, pilots but the other day my new special friend who has requested I refer to him as “T-Bone” on my blog he has one of the very coolest of jobs. FUCK!!! Now let me explain. I had written this really great blog about T-Bone’s really cool job. I mentioned it to him…um…while he was fucking me and um…he told me that I CAN’T specifically name his job. Now, I am always preaching about being respectful of people’s privacy so Kitty is just going to tell you a few things about T-Bone’s job because I want to get across to you how very important it is to Kitty that T-Bone be happy content relaxed. First, T-Bone travels A LOT for his job. He protects others and his life is in danger at his job. When I first starting corresponding with T-Bone he sent me all sorts of pictures of him in foreign countries…all over. And T-Bone works with weapons. At first I thought he was pulling my leg and trying to impress me.  This was all before I knew what he did for a living. Yesterday he explained it to me and while Kitty is impressed and in awe of T-Bone Kitty is also very serious about it. Can you imagine the incredible amount of stress that he is under? Kitty is also not into guns so the idea that he has so much heavy artillery around makes me a little uneasy in general. I told him today that I can’t help but remember that scene in “Sopranos” where Tony’s sister Janice is getting fucked by one of the mob guys while he holds a gun to her head. T-Bone assured me we would not be doing that. Thank you T-Bone! But I have to say that there is a part of Kitty that really wants to let T-Bone know how appreciative I am of the danger he puts himself in on a daily basis to keep us safe. So for all Americans out there Kitty is going to help T-Bone “relax” in a way that only Naughty Kitty can do.

Au Revoir

This morning Kitty woke up and once again deactivated my Ashley Madison profile…for now. I met some really great guys this round and am not leaving with the raw feeling that I had the last time I deactivated. I am not sure if the rest of you notice but once you  are on AM for a few weeks the same profiles keep popping up. I keep getting the same key requests from the same 64 year old man who wouldn’t be so bad if he had a few teeth.

The reason for the break has more to do with me than them this time around. After XXX and I ran into my friend and her asshole husband I was compelled to come clean with Angry Guy about the fact that XXX and I met for coffee. Needless to say he didn’t take it well. That was just a coffee confession. Can you imagine if I admitted to the fact that we actually ATE BREAKFAST?!?!?!

I think I also mentioned that XXX asked me if it is the idea of “strange dick” that turns me on or if I am looking for something more long term. Kitty has a busy week this week. I am potentially meeting three men…not all for sex but the potential is there. Kitty does not feel good about that. I’d like just one of those men…just one.

I am maintaining contact via email with some of the great guys that I met this time around on AM and if you think it’s over for me you couldn’t be farther from the truth. I just want to let things cool down with Angry Guy. I want to see what my buddy T-Bone brings to the table and of course there is always the hope that my client may be just the friend I need to cool my jets here and there although he is extremely busy and dealing with a lot of crap.

This week is starting off on the right foot. So au revoir for now Ashley Madison…au revoir...for now.

See What Happens?

Where oh where do I begin? Should I start by explaining about my friend who consistently blows me off each and every weekend after promising throughout the week to meet me for a workout? Yes, let’s start there. I have a friend. I have mentioned her. She recently became a personal trainer. Even before that though she and Kitty went to the gym together. My friend unfortunately is the kind of friend who promises to meet then either doesn’t show or cancels at the last minute…not always but often enough that Kitty knows not to rely on her.

Last night was Saturday night. I was bored out of my mind. All of my naughty friends were out on dates with their wives or other girlfriends. Don’t even get me started on that. I texted XXX to see if he had a date. He did not and was at a bar so we were texting back and forth. I invited him for coffee this morning since I hadn’t heard from my trainer friend and low and behold he accepted. Actually the invitation morphed into a breakfast invitation. I chose a restaurant that my family frequents  but on the outskirts of town closer to XXX. The location didn’t concern me since this was to be a strictly platonic meeting. I fully expected to run into SOMEONE I knew. When I arrived XXX was already there waiting in his car.

Across the street I spied my friend the trainer’s car. I warned XXX that she might be in there. He asked if I wanted to go someplace else. I said “no” and tried to quickly explain the thing about her blowing me off to train and here she was at breakfast.

Sure enough she was front and center as we walked into the restaurant. She was with her husband and her kid. I don’t particularly care for her husband and he certainly doesn’t care for Kitty. I think he thinks I influence his wife to be more independent and he would prefer she stay a trophy wife that he can control and berate. Anyway, she and I quickly acknowledged that the other was not working out but I did not parade XXX over to introduce him. Kitty acted pretty normal and tried to keep my cool. XXX didn’t know what the fuck was going on. Anyway, my friend’s husband kept eyeballing me and was trying to check XXX out. XXX by the way looked pretty cute although he was suffering from hay fever so he wasn’t feeling that great. As my friend and her family left her husband made one last attempt to catch my eye. I made every effort to avoid his. So now what?

I am playing it cool and refraining from texting my friend but at the same time trying to decide whether I should alert Angry Guy to the fact that XXX and I met for breakfast. Depending on Angry Guy’s mood he may not care…depending on his mood. See what happens when Kitty tries to be legit?

Kitty's Nipple Situation

Kitty has a little nipple “situation”. Depending on who you are I guess it could really be a BIG NIPPLE SITUATION. I am not sure if this is considered a hygiene situation or what.

Now Kitty is not one to look in the mirror. In fact I HATE mirrors. I hate them at the gym. I hate them in my house and I hate them in the ladies room at work. The last time I looked at myself in the mirror at work my face looked like a prune. I told Big Cheese that after seeing myself in that mirror I would consider Botox if not a face lift which is saying something for Kitty who is generally Au Natural.

So the other day I was working with Big Cheese and due to work with XXX in the afternoon. I took a little potty break and on my way out of the ladies room I took a quick glance in the full-length mirror and that’s when I saw them…my huge protruding NIPPLES! How long have I been walking around like that?!?!? I mean it wasn’t particularly cold or anything. I just happen to have large nipples. That much I knew but I never realized that they are SO noticeable just on an average work day. What the FUCK!?!?

Now before my lady readers comment, I assure you that Kitty wears a bra that supposedly has some sort of “privacy shield”. Well guess what? It AIN’T WORKING!

Now I work with all men and am surrounded by them all day and all night and not one has ever mentioned my high beams being on. So what’s the deal? Do men like that look or are they just being polite? For the first time in my life Kitty is baffled.

Crossing the Line

Crossing the Line

Today has been a super crazy day for Naughty Kitty. First of all Big Cheese is out of town and Kitty is all alone in the office for the next few days. Ordinarily that’s not an issue but Big Cheese’s office is particularly busy this time of year. I walked in this morning to 9 voice mails. That is UNHEARD of!! The phone was ringing like crazy, Big Cheese left me with a mountain of work to do and clients were walking in all morning looking for things that Big Cheese had promised them but never took care of. Kitty was about to lose it when one of my favorite clients called. He and I have been flirting for well over a year. We have only met in person once. He has an amazing voice and an awesome laugh.

Now there is a line that most people set for themselves in and out of the workplace as far as propriety is concerned and then there is the line that Kitty sets and continues to LEAP over. Don’t ask me how but my client mentioned that he was “backed up”. Now one thing Kitty forgot to mention is that this client and I have a very close friend in common. This friend told me that years ago the client was engaged and his fiancé cheated on him with his best friend. For this reason Kitty has always assumed that the client was adamant against cheating. I have no idea why because today he certainly set Kitty straight. We talked a little about how Ashley Madison works. I also mentioned that I am ready to take another break. He asked “before or after me?” Wow, now Kitty has no idea why certain things turn me on. They just do and the way he talks just turns Kitty on and has for quite a while. I did confess to him that I have thought about us hooking up in the past. I just never thought it would actually happen. He confessed that every time he talks to Kitty on the phone he gets HARD. God I love that.

He asked if I would “walk him through it” meaning the whole hook-up in a hotel room thing. I have to admit that I feel a little bad that I am so experienced at this point that I am teaching the men how things work. What happened to that sweet naive Kitty that I used to be?

At the same time all of this is happening the office phones are ringing off the hook, Big Cheese is emailing me and my new naughty buddy Ben was emailing me trying to get details along with pictures of what was going on. Like I said, CHAOS.

So my client (who I suppose I now need to think of a nickname for) and I have decided to try to meet to clean his pipes and of course Kitty’s pipes can always use a good cleaning. What a great way to end the week.

Hey Yo!

Kitty has to smile when I think of my new special friend. Like many of the men I meet on Ashley Madison he contacted me. There were several technical difficulties and he requested my key over and over. Then he began to ask for some assistance navigating the site. I am still not sure if it is a good or a bad thing that I am so familiar with Ashley Madison that men ask me for technical assistance. Anyway, I told him that I was communicating with Tom Cat and we wanted to see where things went before I communicated with any other man. He respectfully agreed and we emailed several more times just discussing his profile and how he could improve it. I assured him that his profile and his photos were fine. It was just the commitment that I had made to Tom Cat that prevented me from moving forward with him. Then out of nowhere he emailed a naked picture of himself fully erect. Damn! Kitty LOVES a good picture of a hard cock! So after things with Tom Cat did not progress he and I began to talk about meeting for coffee. He was so EAGER! Kitty loves eager although I have learned by now that these eager beavers tend to lose their interest in Kitty after we have fucked. But still, it’s worth a try right?

He pleaded with me to call him. You all know Kitty is not one to talk on the phone but I found myself with some free private time so I figured “what the hell?” Once I finally reached him his voice told me right away that he was a “Yo Adrian” guy from Philly. Kitty likes that. In fact, Kitty finds it sexy especially when he tries to find the words to charm Kitty and ends ups saying things like “Yeah I’d fuck ya!” Don’t ask me why that turns me on. It just DOES!

So we have been talking on the phone “Hey yo” and I. I hadn’t heard from him over the weekend and texted on Sunday which led to a naughty texting session which made Kitty wet.  He asked if I would be his “dirty little slut”. My response? What do you think?

Kitty Sings the Blues

I’m not sure why it hurts so much when a former hook-up moves on so quickly. Oh I know it’s my ego. Kitty wants to be special or at least thought of as special. Over the weekend after I ended things with him I saw him on Ashley Madison constantly. I know what he was doing. He was hunting. He was flirting and he was shopping….for everybody except for me. This morning I received an email from him asking for my advice on his profile. He updated it and said he has been getting a much better response. Ouch! Was that supposed to sting or was he just being my friend. We had agreed to be friends so what did I expect? We aren’t right for each other. He promised me the world and I have no doubt that over time he would have provided me with many beautiful and thoughtful gifts not to mention attention. Kitty needed more. Kitty needed the connection that we just did not have. Over the course of a very short time our emails became argumentative. Sure, I could have retreated and things would have been fine but I refused. I wanted him to come clean. I could have looked the other way but I wanted to make my point. After our initial encounter I knew things would not last and even though I agreed to meet him again, it was for the sake of not hurting his feelings. So why now that things are done, we are friends and he has clearly moved on so effortlessly is Kitty feeling blue?

Friend Material

Kitty has a lot of friends in real life both male and female…platonic friends. XXX is always making a point of saying “You have A LOT of friends” whenever I tell him a story. I can’t help it. I have a collection of unique people whose company I enjoy. Most of them I can tell almost anything to. Most of them I love like family.

XXX has been referring to us as friends for a long time now but we never actually do anything “friend –like”. I mean we don’t go to the movies or socialize outside of work…OH…except for that brief period of time when we met at his place and FUCKED. That’s an entirely different kind of friendship all together. So I thought XXX and I had agreed to be platonic friends. He has mentioned on more than one occasion that we should go out to dinner or a drink. Interesting. I wonder what Angry Guy would say if I mentioned that I was going out drinking with XXX. Something tells me that Angry Guy would not approve. So I recommended lunch sometime instead.

Well today Kitty found myself with a few hours free after work before I had to pick up the kids from school so against my better judgment I texted XXX “What are the chances I can talk you into going out to lunch with me today? My treat!”

Now I thought that was a pretty light hearted invitation and fairly clear that it was lunch I was going for and not sex. Well to make a long story short XXX graciously declined my invitation somehow mistaking lunch for an invitation to bed. On the one hand I felt rejected but on the other hand I thought “You pompous JACKASS!”

I was pleased to be able to text XXX that it was JUST lunch and “nothing else”. To which his reply was “oh”. NICE!

I could feel his ego deflate from down the hall. After that of course he was too embarrassed to go to lunch and did not resurface for the rest of the day. I know he is having a tough time and I am trying to be a supportive friend. Being a friend to me also means doing social things. Big Cheese takes me out to lunch on a regular basis and there is no sexual tension on my end at all.

Poor XXX. No wonder he has no friends. Maybe we are just going to have to be friends at work and not “REAL friends”. Maybe XXX is just not friend material.

Kitty + Men = Rejection

I am beginning to make a connection between men and rejection. I was thinking about it today on my way to the gym this morning. Every man that I have been with has rejected me especially lately. The ironic thing is that most of the men have been rejected themselves by their wives if not by other potential women on Ashley Madison so it never ceases to amaze Kitty how cold and callus men can still be. Kitty up to this point has been particularly sensitive to these men and would never judge them on their physical appearance or anything like that. Kitty always tried to compliment them and make them feel wanted. I always thought the idea behind these encounters was to make the other person feel GOOD…not BAD.

You know what doesn’t reject you? A vibrator. YEP! They just shut up and WORK! And when they stop working you replace the batteries or throw it in the trash and buy a new one. Kitty used to prefer a man over a vibrator. I love the feel of a man’s hands. I love the sound of a man’s voice in my ear. I love to suck on a man’s cock.

Then Kitty realized that I can turn on a movie and hear George Clooney’s voice for example. I can close my eyes and pretend I feel his touch. I can make his cock any size I want to depending on my mood although COME ON! You just know he’s supersized.

The only thing that I can think of that I am missing by opting for the vibrator over an actual man is…OH the REJECTION! I think Kitty can live without that.

Jewish Guys

Do Jewish guys have a reputation for cheating? Big Cheese mentioned this months ago and I have been thinking about it ever since. I know A LOT of Jewish guys and in fact was married to one. I know for sure he didn’t cheat…on me anyway. His father maybe cheated but other than that any other Jewish guy I’ve ever met hasn’t been a cheater.

I began thinking about this only because I am not seeing ANY Jewish guys on Ashley Madison. Okay, I lied. Now that I think about it I can think of ONE.

So, what’s the deal? Do Jewish guys cheat?

He Makes Me Laugh

I know I have been on a hate rant over Angry Guy and that’s really not fair. He does have SOME redeeming qualities. I have to say that when he wants to be he is a terrible romantic. He can’t help it. It comes naturally to him. I can appreciate some romance every now and then and when he is romantic I always welcome that however romantic does not necessarily translate into sex.

I think Angry Guy’s most redeeming feature is the way he makes me laugh. When he is not being an incredible asshole he can pretty much make me laugh non stop. That’s what attracted me to him in the first place. Kitty LOVES to laugh.

The reason I thought of this is because this morning we were laughing over something at breakfast. We took the kids to school together and as we were heading back home we passed our neighbor’s house. We saw the husband doing something in the wife’s car. Angry Guy made a joke about the husband hotwiring a bomb to the ignition or something. We both laughed because we both know that the husband is quite capable of such a thing. Anyway it got me thinking…Angry Guy and I have a history now. We have been together for a good long time and even though we don’t always get along we share our house, our children and a whole lot of laughs.

When Angry Guy got out of the car to let me go to work he leaned over to kiss me on the cheek and said “You have a SPECIAL day.”

Kitty's AWARD

KITTY WON AN AWARD!!!! I know….RIGHT?!?!?!

My Blog friend Ryan nominated me for

a Liebster award.

 Let me tell you a little about it..... Or better yet, let me cut and paste
 what Ryan cut and paste from Gertie and then I don't have to think of what to say (see below,

"Liebster Blog Award. According to our dear friend Lainey over at Lainey's

Life Lessons <http://laineyslifelessons.blogspot.com/> it is really an

award bloggers give to one another to increase readership. To be eligible
 one must have less than 200 public followers, I definitely qualify. In the
 beginning I wanted to keep my readers down because of anonymity but to hell
 with it, I am Gertie!!, beware of my hammer! I am obligated after receiving
 this award to give it to 5 oops I mean 6 other bloggers who meet the
 parameters of blog I follow with intriguing posts & less than 200
 followers. (I chose 6 because Lainey only chose 2 and I am sure she won't
 mind me swiping her extra pick, I had hard choices to make) I must also
 shamelessly plug the person who gave the award to me. Have I mentioned how

awesome I think Lainey <http://laineyslifelessons.blogspot.com/> is?

So along with this award Kitty has to follow RULES. I know…RIGHT?!?!?!

 Rule #1 Link back to the person who gave you this award.

 Check out Ryan over at “The AshleyMadison Adventures of a Regular Guy Gone Bad-his blog is an eclectic collection of posts about his extracurricular sexcapades as well as political insights with a dash of humor from a man’s perspective. In all honesty Ryan is an intellectual and Kitty is not but Kitty adores Ryan and wants to give him the plug ;)

 Rule#2 Choose deserving bloggers and alert them to their award winning
 status. This I think is the most fun part of the blog award because I am positive
 that most of these bloggers don't know how inspirational they are to me!


And the winners in no particular order are........."

1. Prowling with Kat <http://shackledkat.blogspot.com/>: Now I never got a clear answer on whether or not I could duplicate and since Ryan and I have different readers I am duplicating Ryan’s nomination because Kat’s blog has had such a strong influence over my writing as well as my outlook on extra marital affairs in general. Kat’s blog includes stories about her personal Ashley Madison experiences as well as advice and information about anal sex for instance, how to react when a lovers’ wife calls you…you know…practical things.

2. Same Sassy Girl:<http://samesassygirl.blogspot.com/?zx=bd74c110a847cca8>

Sorry, but this is another duplication from Ryan’s nominations that bears repeating. As Ryan put it best when he said “There are so many unique blogs out there and unique ways of expressing
 one's message. Sassy Girl tells the story of her relationship with her
 Philip through their texts and e-mails. There is a quote from Star Trek
 where Spock says "having is not so pleasing a thing, after all, as
 wanting...." Well, Sassy does have some good posts about "having" as well.
 But my point is that the lead up, the seduction, the planning, the
 wanting, and the mundane little details of that daily connection are what
 keep me coming back to this blog! Well, I do like a girl with some sass as
 well! :)”

3. That’s What Sadie Said- This is Sadie’s second blog the first being of course “Sadie’s Sexy Stories ofSeduction” which outlined the ups and downs of her open marriage. That’s What Sadie Said is part two of Sadie’s ever exciting life encompassing everything from feelings about being a single mother to being harassed by judgmental readers (not me of course. I ADORE Sadie)

4. Hands In My Pants AndOther Lustful Desires-Okay if you click on the link you will know EXACTLY why Kitty likes this blog. It is filled with lots and lots of great dick pictures and Kitty LOVES dick pictures. Hands In My Pants is light and funny and always makes Kitty smile.

5 J.J. Loves Kat- I’m not sure if Kat will nominate this one or if it is a conflict of interest so I am nominating it. J.J. is the lover that all of us ladies secretly hope to meet when we answer that Ashley Madison “wink”. I would love to have one of my lovers be half as thoughtful as J.J. not to mention to write a blog about me. J.J.’s posts are heartfelt and romantic.


 So take a look at these blogs. But there are so many others out there.
 When you are looking at these blogs or mine, see what they are reading (on
 their blogroll). Chances are you'll find some good stuff out there!
Thanks again Ryan for bestowing this honor upon me, Love, Kitty xoxo