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.