Peace, Love and All That Crap

Yesterday was a weird day for Kitty. My life has taken such a different turn. I mean that in a good way, it's just that I'm so surprised to find myself in a committed, monogamous relationship and actually for the most part content in my vanilla life. Of course as you know from my last post, SS and Kitty have our ups and downs like all monogamous couples but in the end we have a connection that I don't remember ever having with any other man.

For some strange reason I take comfort in the fact that we are not married...well...legally anyway. We are completely committed to one another and Kitty would not cheat but the idea of signing the papers to legalize our relationship makes Kitty's chest tighten and not in a good way.

SS, the kids and Kitty have a little joke among us. Back when Kitty and SS started dating, Kitty made a scrumptious pie for one of the summer holidays. One of Kitty's strengths is that Kitty is a good cook and good baker. So Kitty made a pie and made the mistake of saying,"you know men have asked me to marry them over this pie." Now Kitty simply was trying to get across the fact that the pie was exceptionally delicious. Kitty is NOT looking for a marriage proposal from SS or any other man! Well SS being the teaser that he is continues to torture me over that statement and so with each pie Kitty makes, SS feigns fighting back a marriage proposal after each and every bite. Kitty and the kids have learned to brace ourselves knowing the torture is coming. Between you and me, there are times when SS seems like he really does want to get married but Kitty shuts it down because as much as Kitty loves SS, the thought of being thrown back into the marriage trap scares Kitty and I'm pretty sure you should not feel scared when you think of marrying the one you love so Kitty is taking that as a strong sign to just enjoy what we have which is a marriage without papers.

So in the midst of baking this amazing pie yesterday in the beautiful house that SS has been renovating, Kitty received a text from T-Bone. Yes, you all remember T-Bone don't you? Well, T-Bone over the past few years got divorced then found a girlfriend and now apparently broke up with said girlfriend. So T-Bone and Kitty texted back and forth a bit. T-Bone first said he had so many girlfriends that he can't keep track then asked Kitty if I have any bored friends that might want to fuck him. Okay...Let me just say that Kitty's friends are not nearly as fun or open minded sexually  as Kitty so the answer to that question will always be "NO". Keep in mind, this is my secret life for a reason. Kitty's vanilla friends have no idea what Kitty is capable of in the bedroom. Oh they know Kitty is sassy but they have no idea about my blog or about my secret life...then it wouldn't be secret...DUH!

So if any of my online friends is looking for some action, let me know and I will put you in touch with T-Bone.

Another weird thing that happened yesterday was that Kitty ran into Surfer Dude at our pool. Kitty assumes he saw me and SD, if you are reading this Kitty says "Hi". Kitty's son was with me and although he does not know the entire story of Surfer Dude he knows enough to know that we were involved. The interesting conversation between Kitty and son once we realized that Surfer Dude was there:

Son: "Does he know who I am?"

Kitty: "Probably, we are friends on Facebook."

Son: "I don't get how you can be friends with your exes. I have to cut them off."

Kitty: "It's not the same in this situation. We have no hard feelings. We were never monogamous and we've been friends on Facebook all this time. I have nothing to hide and have no hard feelings. As far as I know neither does he."

So again, SD, if you are reading this, Kitty wants to say "Hi". You look well and I am glad you are happy and I hope that you will not feel uncomfortable running into Kitty. I certainly would never put you or your family at risk for any hurt now or in the future. Peace, Love and all that crap xoxo

Can Kitty just make one more point since it is so difficult anymore for me to find time to post to this blog.

More and more Angry Guy is acting out. Kitty is sure that it is because our kids are grown and just about out of the house. We have been divorced for 5 years now and Kitty has just sold our family home and moved to a new place of my own. AG is probably feeling out of control. DUDE, you are the LAST to know that you have no control over Kitty!!! Anyway, he's been saying some pretty awful things to and about Kitty. On occasion Kitty will reflect on the past and to be honest Kitty has absolutely NO REGRETS about the things I have done in the past especially during our marriage.

Okay when I look back it was insanely stupid and dangerous to meet strange men in hotel rooms for sex. I do not see myself doing that now. Clearly Kitty was acting out but again I have no regrets. Kitty learned so much from those experiences and Kitty grew from each one.

I'm not quite sure how to express this but I get an insane amount of satisfaction knowing what I did and the fact that he could never imagine the things Kitty did during our marriage right under his nose because he was just too fucking lazy to care.

Anyway, just have been wanting to get that all out and to wish you all a safe and happy summer along with peace, love and all that crap :)

Back By Popular Command

Kitty is back! Kitty is back! Well…sort of. Kitty has had quite a few men asking when I will be back. Actually I never really left. I just lacked inspiration. That’s not to say that Kitty hasn’t been playing. Kitty had a pretty hot play date just yesterday. My sweet, wonderful Surfer Dude kidnapped Kitty for the day. We spent the entire day in bed fucking for hours. It was wonderful and relaxing to say the least. That man has ruined Kitty with that velvet tongue of his. Nobody can make Kitty cum with their tongue like he can. I believe at one point in the midst of one of my many orgasms Kitty confessed this to him.

On a separate note today was an absolutely shitty day at work. Kitty never has bad days at work. This is the first in several years. To make matters worse Kitty received texts from several former playmates. I call them former playmates because after the day I had I’m in no mood to put up with their nonsense. Kitty doesn’t ask for much from my playmates but I think as a result some of them lack respect for Kitty.

Take T-Bone for example. He’s going through some shit at home. Kitty won’t get into it but I’ve been a good friend to him even offering to let him stay with me while he gets his shit together. Today he texted me while I was at work and starts telling me about this new chick he is dating. Then he starts sending me pictures of her. Kitty doesn’t want to hear or see that shit! Kitty knows my playmates have other women. Let’s face it, Kitty is not exclusive but hearing about other women is not a turn on for Kitty especially in light of the fact that T-Bone makes promise after promise to keep in touch with Kitty and the only time I hear from him is when he wants something. So T-Bone, if you happen to be reading this please don’t text or call me anymore. Kitty isn’t your doormat.

While we are on the subject of pet peeves, something else has been pissing Kitty off. It seems certain men, namely Ebony posts all this lovey dovey shit on facebook about his wife and how she is the “love of my life” then that bastard starts texting Kitty to try to hook up. Again, I know these guys love their wives. Kitty realizes my purpose is to get them off because their wives won’t. I have no problem with that but why on earth would you rub my nose in it. Goodbye to you, Ebony.

The smart one in all of this is Esq. He says all the right things and keeps his other playmates to himself. Esq. plays it just right and he comes with a Sidekick that makes a nice little threesome.

Kitty is hoping tomorrow is a better day. I know it will be but every now and then I can’t help but think it might be nice to get an honest to goodness down to earth hug from someone who may actually care.

Taking the Edge Off

It’s hard to believe that it’s been three years since we’ve been together but after we both came, we did the math and that’s what we figured out. Okay…I lied…HE came we did the math then he pulled me to the side of the bed and licked my clit until I came. It was a nice way to take the edge off after the disappointing episode with the Traveling Salesman.

To be honest I forget if he texted me first or I texted him but as he said later that night, “The planets aligned” and our schedules worked out and we met at the very cheapest hotel we could find and we fucked…just like we used to and it was pretty damn nice.

He always had a nice cock even though his evil wife always puts it down. I make an effort to pump him up 1. Because he really does have a great cock and 2. Because I hate women who attack a man’s cock.

I have to say that we have chemistry. It all starts with the kissing and we can talk honestly with one another. Kitty appreciates that. It also helps that he’s doing the open marriage thing with his wife so there’s not as much hiding which is really nice. In fact he took a picture of Kitty sucking his cock and was going to text it to her.

Kitty missed how deep he can get inside of me. It’s really an indescribable feeling. He came before Kitty was able to and I usually cum while I’m riding his cock but we had a few minor technical difficulties. The great part is that while he was trying to get hard again after cumming he asked Kitty to talk dirty to him. I asked him if he likes to eat pussy. Much to Kitty’s delight he showed me exactly how much and damn did that feel good!!

As we were getting dressed he asked what my plans were for dinner. None of Kitty’s lovers ever asked that before or ever took me out after fucking. It was kind of nice. We went out for dinner together to a nice restaurant completely out in the open and completely at ease with one another. Kitty liked that.

We texted a bit today. He had a flight tonight so I know he’ll be out of the country through the weekend. We promised not to wait another three years to get together. Kitty thinks I’m going to try my best to keep that promise.

Hellava Night Part 2

Kitty let the call go to voicemail then waited until I was in a private place to listen to the message. It wasn’t that I didn’t believe T-Bone when he said this might happen. It’s just that Kitty thinks his wife is bi-polar and will regret the call once she realizes shit’s getting real.

Once I got to my bedroom I listened to the message. Sure enough it was her voice. Much calmer than the first time she called me years ago and threatened to come after me if I ever went near her husband again.

This time her voice was steady and calm…almost human. She explained who she was and that I have her blessing to “text, call or even fuck” her husband.

Once I heard the message, I texted T-Bone “WTF?!” His reply was, “What? You told me to have her call you”.

He was right. He has been telling me for months that they agreed to open up their marriage and while Kitty believes him, I also know how fucking crazy his wife is. I truly believe that she agreed to it thinking that he would never find anybody…and yet he found Kitty three years ago to be exact.

Kitty can visualize the headlines when T-Bone’s bat shit crazy wife hunts me down with one of T-Bone’s weapons. As Kitty explained to T-Bone, I have fought too long and too hard for my freedom to be gunned down by his crazy ass wife.

And so we agreed that if she left a voice mail giving me her blessing, I would continue my relationship with T-Bone.

He and I had a brief conversation after that. We made a play date and he assured my safety once she goes off the deep end and so it begins…again…

Kitty’s blogging bestie is always telling Kitty, “They always come back.” Damn if he is not right!

Hump Day

Kitty is going through a rather challenging time lately. I think I read on Bader’s blog or Kat’s blog that it’s almost better not to have sex because after not having it for a long time and then having it, you remember what you have been missing and crave it more. I think that may be what happened to Kitty after my little tryst with Hammer the other day. After that I started thinking about the blog. I miss my blog and aside from not having any material to write about I have no time to write anymore. It makes me sad.

T-Bone has been texting Kitty a lot. Who knows why. I mean I KNOW why but Kitty has been pretty clear about not getting together with T-Bone. Regardless, he texts me and because I will always have a soft spot in my heart for T-Bone, I indulge him.

Today he was bored at work and Kitty was crazy busy. I was rather annoyed when he texted “Are you working?”

My reply was, “Yes. What the fuck do you think I do all day?”

T-Bone is relentless which is both endearing and aggravating so in an effort to torture him a little for a change and have some fun at the same time, I texted, “Don’t think about that time we met and you came on my face.” I could tell I was getting to him because he was texting things like “When are we getting together again? I want to fuck you so bad.”

Then Kitty texted, “Don’t think about fucking me hard from behind with me saying over and over ‘fuck me hard baby’.”

The problem with all of this was while I was clearly getting T-Bone worked into a frenzy, I was also getting myself all hot and bothered. To make matters worse, I had a sitter coming to the house and didn’t have to work late so would be able to fit a play date in should I find a suitable play mate. First I tried Hammer whose wife was out of town. He of course had something going on with the kids. DAMN!

I took a shot in the dark and texted Tom Hagen. Our conversation went kind of like this:

Kitty: You are not around tonight by any chance are you?

Tom Hagen: Around where??

I'm actually going to study for my CDL license

 Kitty: Lol red carpet in *****

Tom Hagen: Haha! Is this a proposition?

Kitty: Say no. I'm trying to talk myself out of it.

Proposition??? No no I was going to help you study

Tom Hagen: So what happened to needing someone more regular?

Kitty: Nothing happened I still feel that way but I am having a weak moment.

Talk me out of it. You have to study

And I am not at all prepared. I'd be coming from work. Not sexy at all

Tom Hagen: Is tonight the only free time you have?

Kitty: Sundays are my day off. Don't give in. Be strong and tell me no!!

Tom Hagen: I need you fully prepared!! Nothing less. Lol

You’re funny! So you don't want me to fill you with my hot cum? Lol

And fuck you hard!

Kitty: Lol well when you put it that way...

It would be hot to meet...fuck hard relieve some pressure then go home...don't you think?

Tom Hagen: Absolutely!!

Kitty: Ok that's not helping

You are supposed to belittle me and make me ashamed

This is not how a nice girl acts!!!

Tom Hagen: I think we are past the belittling and shame.

Nice girls need to get laid too

Kitty: Crap! You make a good point

Tom Hagen: So what are you in the mood for

Kitty: Don't even start! That's what got me in the pickle I'm in right now

Tom Hagen: And what did you do to get this way

Kitty: I would have to tell you in person

Or show you

Tom Hagen: Give me details. There won't be much talking when we meet. Lol

Kitty: Too much to type and I'm still at work

Tom Hagen: Make it short!

Kitty: I am under a lot of stress at work but am leaving regular time. Kids have a sitter. I have time, energy and am super horny

Tom Hagen: Tonight isn't good but can do Friday night or next Tues

Kitty: Ok

Tom Hagen: And don't go calling anyone on your list! Lol

Kitty: I am hoping to be settled and refocused shortly

If you only knew

Tom Hagen doesn’t know about Kitty’s blog. I wonder what he would think if he did.

Special Requests

It’s funny. I’ve been wanting to write something lately but haven’t had the time or the desire. Oh, I’ve had some playful texts with both Hammer and T-Bone lately. Hammer even came to my house to check on my refrigerator and we talked about getting together but nothing materialized. It’s really for the best. Even though I am not in a position to make judgments about infidelity, now that I am single, I prefer to fuck men who are also single…or at least who I think are single. It’s my own personal hang up which I cannot explain.

So this morning (New Year’s Eve), I was just leaving Starbucks and on my way to work. It’s chilly here on the East Coast and particularly quiet in the small shore town that I live in. It’s peaceful and I am at peace. So I treated myself to a Grande Salted Caramel Mocha and a blueberry scone. What the hell? I mean if Kitty doesn’t treat herself right, who else will?

Sure enough as I was getting into my car I see two texts. One was from BD2 with a nice shot of his rugged yet sexy face. I melt when he sends me pictures of himself. And my pussy immediately becomes wet. My attraction to him is uncanny.

The second text was from none other than my old lover T-Bone. Sure, we keep in touch and although I have told him that I want my own playmate that I don’t have to share, T-Bone keeps on keeping on as they say.

I can’t explain why but I do have a soft spot in my heart for some of my old lovers including T-Bone. Lately he has been trying to get me over to the dominatrix side. I tell him over and over that Kitty prefers to be dominated in bed, not the reverse. So this morning T-Bone texted me in his East Coast bossy sort of way “Write about me wanting to be a cuckold”.  He even gave me license to trash the Mrs. T-Bone which Kitty would not do of course. T-Bone’s other request was that I make sure to write about how BIG he is.

Okay, Kitty has a big smile on my face as I type this. Yes, my dear sweet T-Bone is in fact well endowed and yes, he has a BIG COCK which gets nice and hard for Kitty…at least that’s how I remember it. It’s sad that Mrs. T-Bone won’t play his cuckold game because it seems like the perfect remedy for what ails them.

Kitty did in fact offer to let T-Bone watch BD2 and I next time we are together. I haven’t ever run this idea past BD2 and I am pretty sure he would not go for it but it seems like a harmless request in the scheme of things and boy does Kitty love fucking BD2.

I can picture T-Bone sitting quietly in a chair off to the side of the hotel room that BD2 and I play in. T-Bone is naked and holding his cock. Kitty has helped him undress and has given his cock a little sucking as BD2 looks over my shoulder. BD2 seems a little possessive in bed which is one of the things I love about him so I can’t imagine he would let me suck on T-Bone too long before he pulls me up saying something rough and sexy like “Come on now. Share some with Daddy.”

Every now and then BD2 likes me to call him “Daddy”. Kitty turns to BD2 who already has his cock exposed outside of his Levis and Kitty begins to lick BD2 just the way he likes to be licked. Then Kitty sucks the head of his cock going into that place in Kitty’s head where all I am thinking about is the deliciousness of BD’s cock in my mouth.

Kitty stands slowly and begins to unbutton BD’s denim shirt exposing his hairy taught upper body. Kitty sucks his nipples as BD lets out a slight groan. T-Bone watches from his chair with his own cock in his hands rubbing and stroking himself.

Kitty pushes BD’s Levi’s to the ground. He begins to undress Kitty leaving my red lace bra and thong intact. BD leads Kitty to the bed. I can see T-Bone out of the corner of my eye but am still completely focused on BD as he slides his finger into my wet pussy. His thumb grazes my g-spot leaving me breathless then he plunges his cock inside of me pushing the lacy thong off to the side.

“God, you feel good,” I tell him.

He thrusts several times before commanding me to get on my knees. Kitty follows BD’s directions. BD pulls off Kitty’s thong then begins to thrust his cock inside of Kitty from behind as he watches himself in the hotel mirror.

Surprisingly he says, “Do you like what you see?” Directing his voice to T-Bone.

T-Bone seems breathless as his stroking becomes more intense. Kitty’s senses are overloaded as I focus on how good BD’s cock feels inside of me along with the sound of his sexy and commanding voice speaking to T-Bone who is clearly enjoying the view.

BD’s speed increases and his thrusting intensifies as T-Bone begins to groan. Kitty reaches through and begins rubbing my clit as BD and I both cum together then falling into one another on the bed.

Things go quiet.

I wonder what BD would think if he ever read this.

Happy and healthy new year to all of Kitty’s cyber friends. My your New Year be filled with much pleasure!

A Matter of Time

I’ve read Kat’s blog long enough to realize the dangers of a lover’s wife calling so I can’t say that I was surprised by the events of last night and I can’t say that I am surprised that of all of my lovers T-Bone’s was the wife who contacted me.

T-Bone and his wife have what seems to be knock down drag out fights. From his descriptions of her she sounds as mean as a snake. The ironic thing is that she is a school teacher and holds the minds of young children in her hands.

So last night just after I wrote my “Click of a Button” blog which really had nothing to do with T-Bone, he and I began to text. He had cancelled yet again on a meeting we had but this time I was ready for it so I just let it go. Somehow he made a comment about Angry Guy and how controlling he is. I responded with a text that said “Yours is not a marriage that I envy.” To which his reply was “What does that mean?” Now I’ve been trapped in these text wars before and I was heading up to bed so I didn’t want to get into it but basically I said that I have to do what I have to do to make my marriage work. I understand he has to do the same but just as I respect his marriage, he should respect mine.

I wasn’t surprised when I didn’t hear back right away so I went up to bed. The next morning I checked my phone. There were several missed texts from him as well as a missed call and voicemail. See, this is exactly why 1.Kitty doesn’t like to give out my cell phone and 2. Why I take it to bed with me at night now.

So the texts were actually from Mrs. T-Bone…I think. They said basically “this is his wife. Don’t communicate with him anymore. He said you were fat.” Lovely. So Mrs. T-Bone is one of those women who makes herself feel better by hurting other people. Kitty is not a bit surprised by this and if I were a different person I would have texted back “He said fucking you is like fucking the Grand Canyon.” But Kitty is just not that type of Kitty.

Now if I were counseling my 10 year old daughter which by the way that’s exactly the mentality of Mrs. T-Bone (a 10 year old MEAN GIRL), I would say “I will lose the weight but you will always be a dirty cunt whose vagina feels like the Grand Canyon.”

The voice mail was T-Bone just saying not to contact him anymore. Okay, no problem. For a minute I thought maybe he didn’t mean it and left the message to appease her. His voice was like the voices that the hostages used when they were sending messages to the U.S. from Iran back in the 80’s. But in all honesty I just don’t want to be around that toxicity.

I remembered all the phone conversations T-Bone and I had. I remembered all the whining he did about his aches and pains and what a mean cunt his wife is. I don’t remember him EVER asking about my day. He NEVER asked how I was feeling or what I wanted. That was never a problem for me because I knew that this day would come. I knew that if I got attached to T-Bone when we had to part ways it would hurt. The fact that he is completely self absorbed makes it very easy for Kitty to say “goodbye”. See, Kitty is learning. Kitty did not shed even one tear for this jerk who never gave a damn about me or my feelings. Really, he and Mrs. T Bone deserve each other. I hope they live a long and happily miserable life together.

And so…with the click of the button T-Bone is gone from my cell phone. He is gone from my Facebook. He is gone from my Ashley Madison. T-Bone is gone from my life.

Loyal Kitty

I suppose part of the prowling scene is the venting between lovers regarding their spouses. I typically don’t vent a lot. My home life is pretty good aside from lack of good sex. I have heard on several occasions from lovers and prospective lovers that their wives act badly or treat them badly. Sometimes I even receive emails telling me that they fucked their wives the night before or WHATEVER. These men open up to Kitty. And while there is a part of me that feels honored that these men feel comfortable enough to open up to me, there is another part of me that does not know how to respond.

Take for example T-Bone. He tells me just about everything. Since I know him in person I have become very protective of him and his feelings. When he tells me stories about how mean his wife is I never know whether I should insult her which is what I feel like doing or be more nonchalant. I can’t help putting myself in her place and thinking “If I were married to T-Bone…” now don’t get me wrong. I am not fantasizing about being married to T-Bone. I am simply looking at the wonderful lifestyle that he provides for his seemingly ungrateful wife and it makes me angry that she acts so disrespectfully. T-Bone is just one example mind you. I hear stories from several men.

Another thing is how to react when a man emails me that he fucked his wife the night before. Do I respond “Good for you?” Do I respond “Mazol Tov”??? What??? Because even though it shouldn’t, it sort of hurts a little that as bad as these men seem to have it, they still manage to get some sort of sex from their wives and believe me I KNOW they enjoy it which brings up the question “Why do you even NEED Kitty?”

What Now?

When XXX offered up sex to comfort me that stirred up all sorts of feelings as you can imagine. My initial reaction was “How about tomorrow?” Yea, see that’s yet another problem that Kitty has. I speak…or in this case text before I think. Luckily XXX had a meeting scheduled so we agreed to talk about it before jumping in.  In the meantime I called him while on one of my infamous dog-walks. After talking to XXX I felt 1.pathetic and 2. Like I don’t want to fuck up our friendship again by sleeping with him.

I felt pathetic because even though I know he doesn’t mean it this way, his offer felt like kind of a “let me just fuck you and get it over with so I don’t have to hear you complain anymore.” Like I said, I know he didn’t mean it that way. He told me he didn’t. The problem which we both realize is that things will end and they will probably end badly like the first time. I’m just not sure I have it in me to fight my way back to this place where we are now which is completely open honest and fond of each other as platonic friends. Some things have changed for the better between us but the ending will be the same.

Kitty hopped on Ashley Madison for a record breaking 10 minutes this time. In that time I got two requests from men whose pictures feature them in briefs (underwear). Can I just tell you men out there that no woman thinks briefs are sexy? If you wear them that’s fine. My suggestion is just don’t advertise it.

At some point in the day T-Bone texted me as though nothing happened. He obviously did not think anything of the day’s events. Granted there was no drama. Kitty is not one for drama. I think Mrs. T Bone is one for drama so I could see that he wasn’t clear on my not being pleased. I decided to write him an email. The email was as kind as I could make it but basically it said “I want attention and you haven’t had your dick inside of me in a while so I think we should call it a day.” Kitty used nicer words and prettied it up but you get the gist.

A few weeks ago T-Bone had made a comment that if I ever broke it off with him he would be upset but would not press the issue. At the time the thought of ending things with T-Bone couldn’t have been farther from my mind. When I clicked the “send” button on that email I fully expected not to hear from T-Bone again…but I did…and it broke my heart. He wanted me to change my mind. My heart wasn’t completely in that email in the first place so how could I change my mind? I told him that I didn’t want to hurt him. To make a long story short we ended up talking at our regular lunch time. We still have a lot to work out. T-Bone doesn’t understand how I feel or why I feel that way. I try to explain. I try to be kind when I explain. We’ll see…

"He's Out There"

Today I had to say “goodbye” to T-Bone. It broke my heart. This was a hard one for sure. He was really really nice and I liked him a lot. The bottom line is that he’s going through a bunch of shit at home and between that and travelling well…that all equates to no time to play with  Kitty.

Kitty is more than happy to listen to T-Bone’s problems in fact I do it a lot with a lot of different men and women. Kitty is a pretty good listener. I spent a good part of the morning yesterday listening to XXX’s problems with his wife. But this morning when T-Bone started texting me what was going on at home I got that familiar sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.

I emailed my friend Ben just to say good morning. He and I email through the day. I told him that T-Bone had to cancel yet again. I asked Ben if it was time to move on. The question was rhetorical. Kitty knows.

Ben of course answered my email almost immediately “yes you need to move on”. He sent a few more emails trying to make Kitty laugh then wrote “He’s out there”.

We’ll see. Right now I just don’t think so.

He's Baaaacccckkkkk!!!

Today didn’t start off very well. Kitty’s trainer friend was being sort of an asshole this morning. Work is crazy. I had a long day then was supposed to go to the trainer’s house for a party. I was not happy about that but some of my other friends were counting on me so I pulled it together and got through the day.

T-Bone was due to come home and I hadn’t heard from him. I wasn’t really surprised because there is a big time difference and I knew that he’d be exhausted. I know I have said it over and over but there is something about T-Bone that makes me feel at ease. I don’t have that sense of urgency if I don’t hear from him. I love that about us. I know he’s around and I am here for him. We are both busy but each make time to text or speak even if it’s only for a few minutes. I knew he couldn’t text from where he was so I sent him a sexy little email. We haven’t done that since we started texting so I thought he’d enjoy it. I didn’t hear back from him but sure enough I got a text this afternoon that his plane just landed.

Is it bad that I smile when I get that text? First of all I worry about T-Bone’s safety when he is at work and in the air. Second it makes me feel good that he thinks about me and texts me right away. So we texted back and forth a little and he told me that he brought me some chocolates. Is he sweet or what? So I asked him of course if we could melt some down for our next play date. T-Bone being T-Bone made a smart ass comment that did not translate via text then luckily said of course we could melt some down and he’d lick it off my nipples. Now THAT’s more like it, T-Bone!

A little while later we spoke on the phone. He said he was carb loading because there was some chick who wants to marathon fuck him. I wonder who that could be. Anyway, T-Bone was in a good mood and that put me in a good mood.

Once the day was finally done I was able to sit at the computer and check my email. I will give you three guesses who emailed me…Oh you’ll never guess…G! G emailed me!! I was so shocked I couldn’t believe it! He asked me to email him if I was still interested. Hmmm...Let me think...is Kitty interested in contacting the best Ashley Madison hook-up EVER?!?!?! I emailed him back of course! That was just a few minutes ago. I know he’s been down south for work but that’s about it so I haven’t heard back but I can’t wait to hear what he’s been up to!

T-Bone is back and G is back!! Life is good.

Awkward Conversations

T-Bone and I talk on the phone just about every day these days unless of course he is travelling for work.

Some days we talk about his kids. Some days we talk about his wife. Somedays we talk about his work. We always joke and we always laugh. He can ask me anything and I will tell him the truth. I can ask him anything if I can muster up the courage. I NEVER ask about feelings or love or anything along those lines. Occasionally he will say something completely sexy to me and I have no idea how to react mainly because like today I was sitting at my desk with my office door open.

We had quick conversations about the use of condoms and he told me he wants me to “ride his cock”. Now how can Kitty reply to that statement while sitting at my desk with my office door open?

I SO want to be able to talk nasty to T-Bone because I know for a fact that he loves it.

There are two issues that T-Bone and I dance around from time to time and I just never know the right answer. I am dying to get him back into a nice private hotel room where we can really speak frankly face to face.

One question T-Bone continues to ask me is how his looks are compared to other men. Now T-Bone is cute in my opinion but I have tried over and over to explain to him that it is not his looks that turn me on. Okay, yes, his big hard cock makes Kitty wet. Just thinking about it makes me drool but what REALLY turns Kitty on is the way T-Bone talks, the things he says and the way he says them. He has a Jersey/Philly accent but he’s smart. He’s a little rough around the edges but then out of nowhere he will call me “Sweetie”.  JEEZ-US! I DON’T KNOW!!! I WANT to say the right thing to him but whenever the topic comes up T-Bone never seems satisfied with my answer. DAMN!

The other awkward conversation is of course the “are we seeing other people?” conversation. Right now the answer is “no” for both of us…I think. There is a part of me that doesn’t want to know. There is a part of me that doesn’t want to have that conversation because after all Kitty is supposed to be all about fun…RIGHT?!?!

But then there is that part of Kitty that gets hurt whenever I see that T-Bone has logged onto Ashley Madison. Or occasionally he will tell me about women hitting on him when he is out. Even when he talks about having sex with his wife gives me a little pang in the heart. I thought I could do this. I thought I could play with T-Bone without getting attached and here I am…attached.

So…as with everything else related to prowling Kitty has to just see what happens. When did playing get so hard?

Apple Strudel

Last week all of my playmates were travelling for work. That’s no problem aside for the fact that Kitty was frisky and really wanted to PLAY. But Kitty took this opportunity to enjoy work and home life a little bit. As you all know I am crazy busy at work so I was able to focus more and Angry Guy is much more at ease when I focus on him and being a “good Kitty” which basically entails sitting next to him on the couch after dinner while he watches a game on TV.

I have to admit that I enjoyed the few emails I did receive from F and T-Bone. T-Bone was also emailing me pictures. He got a new phone and takes pictures of EVERYTHING then sends them to me. At one point he sent me a picture of his dessert which was APPLE STRUDEL. T-BONE WHAT THE FUCK?!?!? I opened the picture and gained 5 pounds just looking at it!!!

Now T-Bone and I are all about “busting each other’s balls”. In local language that means we tease each other endlessly. So now I call T-Bone “Apple Strudel” affectionately of course.

When I sat down to write this blog post I wanted to talk about T-Bone and how he makes me feel. We have only been together once but we talk on the phone and text nearly every day. We talk about EVERYTHING and we laugh A LOT. That is exactly what turns Kitty on.

So after T-Bone’s (a.k.a Apple Strudel’s) trip we talked on the phone and he once again began telling me stories about how awful his wife has been behaving. Now as T-Bone’s new and loyal friend I am completely disgusted by the way she treats him and at this point really have to hold back from calling her all the names that I want to. I really have to learn how to deal with this aspect of our conversation. Kitty really has to stop thinking “well if I were your wife I would…” Kitty can’t do that…not with T-Bone…not with ANYBODY.

T-Bone once again asked me if I thought he was attractive. He asked if I thought his Ashley Madison profile and pictures are alluring. Now am I the only one who thinks this is a conflict of interest???

I tried to assure T-Bone that his pictures are fine and he is an attractive guy but what I am unable to get across to my friend and lover is that it is not his looks that totally turn Kitty on. What turns Kitty on about T-Bone is his personality at least his personality towards me. T-Bone is very thoughtful and attentive to Kitty. Kitty LOVES that. At one point he had to abruptly end our call then texted me that he was sorry and did not mean to be rude. He also made a comment like “I always try to make time for you”. OMG! He totally does!!! My T-Bone always ALWAYS makes time to talk to me even if he is at work himself.

I have said before that T-Bone has a certain way of making me feel hot and desirable even though Kitty knows other men don’t see it. Now I am not going to harp on this because I am not a boo hoo type of kitty but there is a sincerity about T-Bone that I just adore.

Last but not least I don’t know if the banter between T-Bone and Kitty turns him on but it sure turns me on. When I hear him say “here we go!” when I start to tease him, it just makes me smile. I know that he is smiling too. I think he is so used to being criticized by Mrs. T-Bone that my teasing is an innocent game. I hope he enjoys it because I sure do.

Yesterday was Friday. We generally don’t communicate on the weekends and I know he has a lot going on with the Mrs. This weekend. She was having a party last night for her girlfriends. T-Bone wanted me to crash her party. There was a point when I thought Mrs. T-Bone and I would be friends if I weren’t fucking her husband but now after some of the stories T-Bone tells me about her I think not.

Anyway T-Bone gave me the signal to call him on my way home from work. He was stuck in traffic. When he answered he said “What’s going on Baby?” I got goose bumps. That’s the first time he ever really called me “Baby” and whenever he shows any type of affection it makes my heart melt. We had a quick conversation as we both drove home. He told me about his weekend events and then his phone went dead or cut off but we were disconnected.

I hope T-Bone is okay. That’s the problem with prowling. There’s never a way to truly know.

Should I Stay or Should I Go?

Last night while Angry Guy took his shower before bed I fumbled to get on line quickly to disengage my Ashley Madison profile…yet AGAIN.

I reactivated for all of 6 hours yesterday…maybe 8. I was disheartened earlier in the day by the fact that I am just not getting the attention that I want need crave. I did have a quick conversation with T-Bone and while I adore him to no end he is new to this game and still looking for other women…other opportunities. Me? I’m looking for that one special friend who I can meet on a somewhat regular basis to enjoy each other’s company…each other’s bodies.

While I was checking to see who was interested in Naughty Kitty on Ashley Madison I was also messaging my old friend Kittycat. She’s part of the reason I got into Ashley Madison in the first place only she saw the light. I always seem to be just a step behind Kittycat when it comes to these things. She asked me why I was back on. I told her that I’m lonely. I told her that I miss sex. The thought of going through this over and over horrifies me. How many more men will I meet in dingy hotel rooms? How many more strangers will I have to fuck before I realize that they are all the same? Even the way they claim they are different is exactly the same.

So I removed my profile and once again have to live my life as a married woman…monogamous by choice…not my choice but still…

Maybe it’s the fact that I have been awake since 3 a.m. Maybe it’s the fact that 4 completely different men have grown bored with me all at the same time…not to mention all the men before that. Maybe, he simply is just not out there for me.

Lunch Date

Today was a particularly hectic day. I worked a long day and half way through Big Cheese got some bad news. A close family relative of his died very suddenly. We were both preoccupied. I had a surprise lunch invitation from T-Bone to one of my favorite lunch places. Now let me tell you that although I have had many lunch invitations BEFORE I have fucked any of these men I have NEVER had a lunch invitation afterwards. It felt REALLY nice. The only problem is that Angry Guy was off from work and I make a point of never meeting playmates on his days off. I figured if we ran into anybody I knew I would introduce T-Bone as a friend and/or client.

I don’t know why but I feel completely at ease with T-Bone in public and private. We met in the restaurant and kissed on the cheek. We sat and ate and talked like old friends. We talk on the phone just about every day now. T-Bone makes me laugh. I think we make each other laugh. I hope we do.  After lunch T-Bone walked me to my car and we pecked on the lips and he said “mmmm”. I love that.  T-Bone makes me feel hot even though I know I’m not. He inspires me to BE hot.

When I got back to the office I worked with Big Cheese for a few more hours. On my way out I stopped off at XXX’s office. He told me about how he is having a “date” with his wife and she has to decide whether to let him move back in the house or not. He was pessimistic and I was trying to be optimistic. I began to tell him about my lunch date with T-Bone. He agreed that it was nice and as he said “I’m glad to see one of these guys spend a little money on you.” To me it’s not the money that a man spends on me. To me the fact that T-Bone wanted to spend time with me even though we both knew the date would be platonic.

T-Bone and I have a tentative date set up for Monday. THAT date? That date will be FAR from platonic.

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.

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.

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.