End of Summer Fucking

Hey there!! How are you all? I’m not sure about you but Kitty is sort of looking forward to the end of summer. This has not been a great one for Kitty but I sure don’t want to complain. Thank goodness 

Kitty seems to be in good health and working on my last pesky issue with my back/sciatica. Yeah…it’s really been keeping Kitty honest that’s for sure. Aside from IMYM who left the scene early in July, Kitty has only had one play date.

Kitty always believes that things work out for the best and I’m not sure about you but I’ve noticed that play dates especially with married men pretty much come to a halt during the summer. I suppose it’s because kids are home from school, spouses are on vacation…whatever the reason it is not quite as easy to fly under the radar. Kitty totally gets that. Kitty still has to fly under the radar as well. Even though Kitty is single, I still have my secret life.

So today Kitty got a signal that summer is coming to an end and playmates are in touch and looking forward to playtime with Kitty and believe me the feeling is mutual. Kitty is surprisingly busy at work for this time of year so corresponding today was difficult. Just as an example I heard from Esq2, The Traveling Salesman, Dodger, Hammer…

Kitty was doing some work for one of Esq2’s clients. I made the mistake of texting him and said, “I’m working on one of your clients and all I can think about is riding your cock. How fucked up is that?!?!?!”

Esq2’s response was, “Understandable”. Can you believe what a mother fucker that guy is?? Man, his ego is incredible but damn does his cocky attitude make Kitty wet. I am pretty sure he knows it too.

Quite the opposite is IMYM. Now he and I have not been together since early July. Kitty has very little patience for IMYM’s drama with his Asian girlfriend. Mostly it bugs me when he lies to me about her and blows me off to do some ridiculous with her like play bingo for the 10^th time in a week. The last time he did that I confronted him about it. He curled up in a little ball and disappeared until today.

Kitty made the mistake of calling him to ask a favor for a friend and yes it was a little bit of a rush knowing that I was calling him in the middle of playing his regular Wednesday morning bingo game with the Asian. I let the phone ring but did not leave a message. Damn! IMYM must have jumped up and threw his Bingo cards all over to bolt out and call me back. I’ve been laughing at the visual all day. So after the issue with the favor was resolved Kitty made the mistake of asking IMYM how he is. Sadly he took the whiner’s approach and whined, “Not real good.” Now listen, I don’t mean to be harsh but Kitty is strong and in charge 23 1/2 hours a day. Is it too much to ask that the men she fucks be MEN for just 30 minutes?!?!?! To make a long story short Kitty agreed to meet IMYM sometime but then Kitty got to thinking about fucking IMYM and that just distracted me even more. So I’m thinking about maybe just fucking IMYM when it’s convenient and scratching the whole vanilla dating thing. I mean he’s got a great cock and there is something sexy about sneaking around with him. So we will just have to see about that.

Ahhh and then there is the Traveling Salesman. Kitty sure does love to get him wound up. He’s a tough one to describe. He seems very straight laced sort of like Kitty but I just feel like there’s a dirty little male slut aching to get out so today of all days Kitty took the bait and toyed with the Salesman. Oh we had our usual vanilla emails back and forth. “Does Wednesday work for you?” “I’m looking forward to seeing you.” Blah blah blah but then the devil in Kitty pushed the envelope and emailed, 

“What do you have in mind?”

Traveling Salesman: “I would stay at the Homewood Suites, we can share some appetizers, have a little wine, some cuddling, some foreplay. Maybe you can complete this?”

Well of COURSE I CAN!!! I’m NAUGHTY FUCKING KITTY!!!

So I emailed, “Oh my! I have so many filthy ideas but in the end we always have better luck and more fun going with the flow don’t we? I do miss feeling you inside of me”

Okay so maybe that was a bit of a stretch. As much as I adore the Traveling Salesman his little cocktail weenie cock is hardly noticeable inside of me. But still when he responded with, “such as?” I had to let go.

“Well I’m a girl that likes to be directed in bed. I like for the man to take charge so first and foremost your wish is my command. Having said that I do enjoy everything we have done so far and am always up for trying something new if the mood strikes you. Nothing gives me greater pleasure than to pleasure you so kneeling in front of you and sucking your cock is always something I enjoy doing. I hope you enjoy the way I suck your cock. I did enjoy riding your cock last time we were together. I have a funny story to tell you but I did come across a pair of handcuffs at neighborhood thrift. I can bring those if you are in the mood to play. I do enjoy being restrained but if that does not appeal to you we can skip that. I enjoy being fucked from behind but again that is totally up to you. Do you have any thoughts or did I miss anything that you might like to try?”

Traveling Salesman: “I really enjoy the way you suck my cock. Even when we were restricted in the back of your car, remember that? Loved it. Sure, bring the handcuffs would love to try them out. Certainly looking forward to seeing you, my cock is already at attention.”

My god! It’s like pulling teeth to get some of these men to step out of their comfort zone. For god’s sake! You are fucking a woman other than your wife!!You took the first step! You have a woman who is prepared to fulfill your wildest dreams! Now make the most of it!!!

What I Signed Up For

The other night I had a quick online chat with Dodger. He’s the same but I think I have changed. He invited me to join him with this other couple who was coming in from out of town. The husband wanted to watch while Dodger fucked his wife. I told Dodger that it sounded fun but in reality the idea did not appeal to me at all. Granted, Dodger is not what I would consider particularly charming. His rationale behind me joining him was “it would made good blog material.” And while I am sure most if not all of you are tired of reading the same old “XXX and Me” stories, I chose to pass on Dodger’s very "thoughtful" offer.

I am not sure what his story is or why he asks but he always asks who I am fucking. He always makes comments like he wants to have a long term thing with me but he never follows through which of course is how he got his name “Dodger”. At this point whether he realizes it or not we have entered the FRIEND ZONE and his chances of fucking Kitty believe it or not are zero to none.

He did make an interesting comment though. He said “you should leave your husband so we can spend more time together.” He is not the first man to say this to me recently but that is just not going to happen and I told both men that flat out. I have never even considered leaving Angry Guy over this Ashley Madison business.

I read a lot of other blogs. I read about men and women who want to leave. Some of them leave and some of them stay. I am not in a particularly bad situation here. I do not DREAD coming home. At times I do dread when the Angry Guy is due home but once he is home and settled things here are fine. It’s the sex that is the issue with us…just the sex.

There is a part of me that thinks Angry Guy knows. I am sure he knows that I am not always pleased with him and that maybe I could do better because he bends over backwards to please me in other aspects of our marriage.

The real reason that I would not leave Angry Guy in all honesty is that I could never hurt him. This thing that I am going through is not his fault. He has not changed a bit. When I look back I realize he was never as sexual as I am…NEVER. So I am going to destroy this man’s life because I want to get laid? NO! That is not going to happen.

I’ve been there. Believe me. I have been in a bad marriage where I couldn’t take it and had to leave. This is not that marriage and I wouldn’t put my kids and my husband through the pain and heartache for my selfish pleasures.

Dodger said I am hurting Angry Guy by cheating. He is right. I know. But things would be so much worse if I came clean and left. This is what I signed up for. And really as I spend the day cleaning the house, making chicken soup, writing and reading I have to say this life of mine does not suck. Today Kitty is content. This is what I have signed up for…for now.

Three Amigos

When I first started with Ashley Madison I have to say I met quite a few quality men. Some of them I met for coffee. Some of them I met for sex. Some I maintain relationships with because they are just so fucking COOL!

The other day I heard from three of them simultaneously. All three made me smile. The first was my “Celebrity” and no, I still have not figured out who the hell he is. I do know that he knows a hell of a lot about the local restaurants and I know that he is a writer. I am thinking maybe he writes for the big city newspaper. Damn! Anyway, he emails poetic emails that just make me feel adored. What can I say? He’s a WRITER!! He knows how to play with words to get to me.

I also got an email from Top Gun. I haven’t heard from him in ages. My heart skipped a beat when I saw his name pop up in my “inbox”. Top Gun has been going through some shit lately and we have been wanting to get together to talk. I have to say that for whatever reason one of his older emails ended up in my spam folder. WTF?! Top Gun is NOT SPAM!

Lastly of course I got a text from the Dodger. He’s a tough one. He drops out of site here and there. I never know if he is busy or if he is done with the little game that we play.  He said he wanted to talk. I asked if I could call him. FYI Kitty hates talking on the phone so for me to offer that up to Dodger is truly an offering. Dodger being Dodger was concerned about tracking calls and whatnot. I am beyond that at this point so I went ahead and called him. We had a nice talk. God, I wish I could pin that damn Dodger down! When it comes to Dodger you all know how I feel. At this point I would rather have the friendship that we have than fuck him and lose him. So I wait patiently for him to resurface. We have a nice conversation to catch up. He makes a joke about fucking in my car then we move on.

So what I am saying is that I have these three great guys. They float in and out of my life. We have an unspoken agreement not to become attached and so when I receive their emails or texts they are simply sweet little surprises.

They are my three amigos.

What to Do?

I just got a message from Dodger. He is away on a surf vacation with his buddies. His message said he’d be back late Saturday and do I want to get together Sunday? Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.


Now with Dodger I never know if he means “let’s get together for coffee and a little kissing” or “let’s get together and fuck for Christ sake!”

Dodger is VERY laid back in general and specifically when it comes to our relationship moving forward. He knows I get attached to the men I fuck. We talk about it all the time. I am already attached to him. We talk, we text, we chat and we go to lunch. How can you NOT become attached to someone whose company you enjoy? Furthermore, he may be somewhat attached to me. After all, he has been the one initiating lately.

So, of course I cannot reach Dodger to ask “what up?” So I have to ponder and I have to wonder until I hear from him again.

The great thing about Dodger is that I can say to him “Dodger, you KNOW I get attached. WTF?!” Then we will discuss things and I will either agree to fuck him and be done or he will want more. I just never know with Dodger. He is an enigma.

One thing I DO know is that I do adore him. He always makes me feel better. He always makes me laugh. He is an amazing kisser. He is very gentle and romantic. I imagine from kissing him and from the things he has told me that he is that way in bed as well. He talks a lot about intimacy as opposed to just plain “let’s fuck in a hotel room and never meet again.”

So let’s just say he says “Let’s meet at ABC hotel.” And we get there and I start by saying “Dodger, you know I get attached.” I am sure from previous experience with Dodger that he will kiss me on the lips, running his tongue in and out of my mouth. He will begin kissing his way down my neck which absolutely drives me crazy.

He will speak in his very soft tone of voice and say something like “Don’t worry, Baby, things will be fine.” Then he will slowly undress me. He will fondle my breasts and suck on my nipples. I will undress him as well. I have seen his body naked and will not be surprised by the size of his long hard cock.

I will ask Dodger if he wants me to suck his dick unless of course he pushes me down and begins to work his fingers inside of me. Dodger will run his tongue along the folds of my pussy with expertise I am sure. Knowing him, he will also be teasing me all along the way with his actions AND his words. He is an incredible tease yet very protective of my feelings at the same time.

Dodger’s long hard cock will move inside of my wetness. I am sure of that. Just the thought of him inside of me makes me wet.

So now I have something potentially sweet to look forward to this weekend. Dodger always makes me smile, even when he is not even trying.

I Like You Too Much to Fuck You

I’m trying to figure out when I changed from the girl who had sex with guys that I liked/loved to the girl I am today who wants to fuck guys that I can easily detach from.

Looking back at all these encounters I think I do better with the “one and done” guys. Unsatisfied encouraged this sort of attitude and he was right. How ironic that he is the youngest of all the men I have been with and he is starting to look like the wisest.

I am drawn to older men, yes but I think emotionally they have a tendency to tell me what they think I want to hear then once they get what they want just throw me out like yesterday’s trash.

Unsatisfied and I went into it knowing we would most likely have no contact after our encounter so I was prepared. I actually prefer it to receiving several emails and texts per day before the encounter then being completely cut off and rejected afterwards.

I have always said “I say what I mean and I mean what I say”. I am surprised that men can’t be the same way. I don’t get it. Are they trying to keep their options open? Jeez-us! Just say that! Say, “Kitty, I’d like to fuck you again but not sure when.” Or even “Kitty, this was fun but let’s not do it again.” Which is pretty much what Unsatisfied and I did.

So the other day I was at work and received a text from Dodger. It was just a friendly “How ya doin’?” kind of text. I responded and asked if he wanted to meet me for coffee or lunch. True to form Dodger said “Lunch and you are paying.” Okay, I am a good friend like that and at this stage of the game Dodger and I are actually friends. We have not fucked yet and other than teasing me about giving him a blow job in my car we haven’t discussed moving forward with any of that. I am great with the way things are. Dodger and I have some great conversations and he makes me laugh which to me is a priceless skill. I know I mentioned that he teases me constantly. I happen to be used to that so it is endearing and never mean spirited.

He also has a sensitive side which I know translates to the way he fucks. He has a way of talking to me that is very caring but very frank at the same time. He gives me his honest opinion no matter how hurtful it may be although so far he has been very caring in that manner.

Just as an example, he noticed the fading bruises from the other day. He looked at them briefly, ran his hand over them and said calmly, “He was a little rough with you.” There was no “I told you so” or no judgment, just acknowledgement and maybe a hint of “That’s not my style.”

Oh, yeah I am not sure if this is significant or not but Dodger is a surfer…and into yoga. I tell you this because it is an indication of his personality. He is very laid back which is good and bad for a planner like me. Whenever we get together it is generally spur of the moment and not thought out. Things always work out but by the time I get to our meeting place I am frazzled and typically Dodger gets the real me because I don’t have time to do the make-up, hair, clothing thing.

So Dodger was working a half day and agreed to meet me for lunch. The question was “where?” I offered to have him come to my office where there are several restaurants. I thought he might appreciate meeting XXX but he didn’t care for the idea. Dodger is much more paranoid than I am so he chose a local town which for whatever reason he thinks he has a better chance of not meeting anybody he knows.

So I recommended a handful of restaurants none of which were satisfactory. Of course he suggested one that I had never been to but being the “aim to please” kitty that I am, I agreed.

Just before I was getting ready to leave I get a text from Dodger asking if I still want to meet at the restaurant or if I want to meet at a local park to which my response was “I am not BLOWING you in my car!”

Now, I actually knew this wasn’t what Dodger was looking for because he has just had some “man surgery” and I imagine his dick is in no shape for my shenanigans. So at this point I was teasing Dodger the way he teases me on a consistent basis.

He must have lost his patience because he said “Just meet at the original place”. Of course as I approach the restaurant I hit some sort of killer traffic jam. I can see the place I just can’t GET to it. Sure enough I hear my phone go off. Now this kills me. I know damn well Dodger is texting me to see where I am but I am trying to drive so WHAT THE FUCK!

It turns out he saw someone he knew in the restaurant so he told me to pick him up outside instead. Um…okay. I drive up, Dodger gets in the car and we go back and forth like an old married couple about where to eat. Since I am paying I recommend a nicer spot but we get there and there is a wait so I say, “Let’s get out of here”. We opt for a Southwestern place instead. We are standing in line chattering just as we do online. We are very comfortable like this and Dodger is letting his guard down a little bit. When it’s our turn I order “A single FISH TACO please.” Then I look at Dodger with a big grin on my face. He smiles after a moment indicating that he gets the joke and orders the same. When it’s time to pay he insists on picking up the check. He said he was just joking when he told me it was my turn. Like I said, we are friends now so treating him for lunch especially when he was infirmed does not faze me.

At lunch we sit, eat and chat very comfortably. We start talking about our sons who are the same age but very different personalities. I told Dodger that one of my son’s friends called me inappropriate on Facebook because of my profile picture. It is a “Facehole” shot of a sexy blond dancing with Mark Wahlberg as Marky Mark but my face has been dropped into the blonde’s body. It is clearly a joke but I guess the 18 year old nerd boy didn’t get it. Anyway, Dodger asks “Who’s Mark Wahlberg?” To which my response is “OH MY GOD!” I am thinking this is one of Dodger’s teasing topics but he swears he doesn’t know who Mark Wahlberg is. He is amused by the distress that this has caused me as I try to recall all the movies Mark has starred in.

Before we left Dodger stopped at the men’s room. I told him that I’d meet him in the car and I would drive him back to his. As I was leaving I realized I didn’t have my purse. I became so unnerved by the whole Mark Wahlberg conversation that I lost track of where I had put it. In the meantime Dodger came out of the men’s room and was helping himself to a refill on the soda.

I walked up to him and in a bit of a panic said “I lost my purse”. This is one of the times when Dodger’s laid back attitude comes in handy. He finished filling his soda, looked at me and smiled. Then he looked over at the table where we were sitting and very calmly said “it’s hanging on the chair”. I could have sworn I went back to that damn table but I guess I was looking at the wrong one. At any rate I had to walk the entire length of the restaurant and through the parking lot listening to Dodger taunting me and repeating, “I lost my purse.”

Okay so the point of the story and the reason for the title…Dodger is always telling me that I am not cut out for this lifestyle. He is always telling me that I am dangerous and I get too attached. I agree with him. Then he will turn around and say that you need to be with a person several times for your bodies to adjust to each other. I agree with this as well. He also talks about exclusivity after lecturing me about agreeing to be exclusive with other lovers. Isn’t this a direct contradiction? So I asked Dodger, how do you do this without getting attached?

At this stage I would have a difficult time choosing between the easy going friendship and conversations that we have now and fucking and never having any contact again.

One thing that we need to clear up one way or another is who Mark Wahlberg is. Dodger, if you are reading this, check this out please…

The Artful Dodger

Today’s post is a much different post than I had originally planned. I know you were all waiting…waiting to read…waiting to read about my encounter with Rav.

But then something happened that in my mind deems mentioning. See, I have not always been a prowler. There was a time in my life when I was a “good girl”. I was protected by my father and in my youth unknowingly I was protected by several boys that could have taken advantage of me but just never did.

Through the power of Facebook I am friends again with these boys who have now grown into men. One or two of them come to mind specifically. “Bad Boy” for sure. Bad boy was “The ONE” I thought. No, not the one I would marry. I thought Bad Boy was going to take my virginity but he took a step back. I was never quite sure why. Since we are in touch again and true friends I asked him recently and he told me that I put out a “VIBE”. Something told him not to do it. Something told him I wasn’t ready emotionally. He didn’t want to hurt me.

Now that I am a grown woman and a prowler quite frankly I no longer come upon these people. People who care. Men, I should say. I understand. Why should any man care about my feelings at this stage of the game? I should have control by now shouldn’t I?

But I digress. I happen to have made some “friends” through this whole Ashley Madison experience. Confidantes if you will namely Unsatisfied and The Artful Dodger.

Why do you call him The Artful Dodger, Kitty? You may be asking.

Well, Dodger and I met several months ago on AM.  When things with XXX were hot I kind of kept Dodger at bay. He’s a doll. Well anyway, Dodger and I met in person when XXX went away and he is as cute as can be. The thing that makes Dodger so cute to me isn’t just his looks although he is cute. The thing that makes Dodger cute to ME is that he does that teasing thing with me. I LOVE that. He has that devilish side and teases me through chat which we all know means that he will be a tease in the bedroom. So Dodger and I were having scheduling issues. I would suggest meeting and for some reason or another it would not work for him. No problem. Then time passed. I met Rav and for whatever reason this is the time Dodger decided he wanted to finally have our encounter. I made the mistake of telling him that I wanted to hold off until I saw where this thing with Rav was going.

Dodger did not like this and although he continued to tease some of his remarks were cutting. The other night I made a comment to him about getting together and he made a flip remark about me needing material for my blog. OUCH! And not true by the way.

So last night after my encounter with Rav I had a little exchange with Dodger. It started out as most of our chats do:

          Dodger: How’s kitty

Naughty Kitty: good how's my favorite dodger?

Dodger: I’m ur fav

Naughty Kitty: favorite dodger

Naughty Kitty: lol

Dodger: How’s ur kitty, fresh n neglected

Dodger: So special

Naughty Kitty: were your ears burning today?

Naughty Kitty: I was talking about you today

Dodger: No, why

Naughty Kitty: like I said...I was talking about you...

Dodger:U have a confidant

Naughty Kitty:lol

Naughty Kitty:i told Rav what you said about me wanting to fuck you for material for my blog

I did not mention, by the way, that Rav and I were in bed when this conversation happened and Rav was literally inside of me.

Dodger: Who’s rav

Dodger:EX

Dodger:Clusive

Naughty Kitty: yes

Dodger: So u had a, date

Dodger:R u allowed to chat w other men

Dodger: Is he that good

Naughty Kitty: you are missing the point

So you can see where things were going. Dodger is not supportive of the idea of being exclusive to Rav. I have to say that I like the fact that Dodger looks after me a little bit if in fact that is what he is doing.

He is always on top of me about condoms and making sure I use them. He was the first person I contacted after my scary meeting with C. So at the end of our chat Dodger made a comment that I just can’t get out of my mind when I told him a little more.

Dodger:U r gullible

Naughty Kitty: perhaps

Naughty Kitty: what do you care?

Dodger: Why wouldn't I

Dodger: Just want u to have fun not get hurt

And there it is…”Just want u to have fun and not get hurt”. Funny, I want exactly the same thing. But I have to ask, is that possible in the life of a prowler?

Whether it is or it isn’t I have to say that I am grateful to have a friend like Dodger who at least TRIES to keep me safe and from getting my feelings hurt.

Dodger, you may be right on this one. Rav may be playing me just like XXX but I just have to let myself trust just one more time. I have to let myself believe that Rav is one of the good guys.

Time will tell.