It’s Tuesday

It’s Tuesday. We are meeting today…Hammer and I. We haven’t seen each other in a few weeks? Months? We’ve kept in touch. Don’t get me wrong. But as we both knew, getting together over the summer would be tough. The day is finally here. I hope he is ready for me.

I wonder how he would like me to start. God, I’ve missed his rock hard cock. I’ve missed it rubbing up against me as Hammer and I have that very first greeting kiss. As gentle as that kiss can be I feel his cock growing. I miss seeing his cock bob out as I undress him and free his cock from his pants. I miss running my hands on his cock, stroking it firmly as I fall to my knees and put it in my mouth. I miss feeling the head of his cock on the back of my throat and feeling his hands gently holding my head.

I miss feeling that cock inside of me. I miss when Hammer pulls his cock completely outside then plunges the entire thing back inside my pussy all at once…over…and over.

I miss when he tells me to turn over and I look into his eyes. He has a smirk on his face and I just know he is going to do something delicious to me from behind.

It’s Tuesday. We are meeting today. Are you ready for me?

Coming Clean to My Sister

The other day I had to come clean to my sister. We are not particularly close which is a shame. I actually have several sisters. We are civil to one another for my mother’s sake but it’s doubtful we will maintain contact once my mother has passed. Part of me is sad about that but then I remember that when I divorced my first husband each and every one of my sisters ducked and covered. Not one of them supported me. No problem. I obviously survived and THRIVED.

So this time around I told my sister just so that my mother would not feel uncomfortable keeping a secret. I couldn’t decide how or when to tell her so the other day when she emailed me I went that route. I just sent her a quick and casual email. It was kind of like “the weather here is great and Angry Guy and I are splitting up.”

Sure enough she called and left a voicemail for me. When I called her back she was supportive on the surface. In other words she was trashing Angry Guy and rooting me on. The funny thing is with my sisters, I never know whether they root me on like this because they are truly happy for me or because they WANT me to fail.

I never used to feel this way. I would do just about anything for my sisters. I would really support them if one of them chose to leave their husbands. I am happy for their successes and sad for their losses. The fact that they don’t feel the same for me doesn’t bother me anymore.

And so now the truth is out…well…SOME of the truth.

J-Date Guy

So I finally heard from J-Date guy. I have to think of a name for him. He’s one of these guys that has a lot of side businesses and is a wheeler and dealer. Not typically my type but let’s face it, I’m not looking for a husband so if I get a few fun evenings out of it then I am in!

When I think about it Ashley Madison really HAS helped me in this new arena. There seem to be so many people on these dating websites that are desperate to “find the one”. I don’t think I will EVER want just one. And so, my secret life will continue. In my opinion if you are “dating” and if Kitty chooses to have another “friend” that’s not cheating. Others may disagree. Don’t get me wrong, I am not trying to pretend that I am not a prowler or a “cheater”. Yes, I cheated on my husband and would have continued to do so had I not found the opportunity to end our marriage.

So J-Date Guy called me yesterday. He is into talking on the phone as opposed to texting or email. This sucks for Kitty because I have a ton of shit going on around here and I hardly have time to chat on the phone for hours at a time. But since this guy is so cute in his pictures and has such a sexy voice I decided to indulge him.

He is older than me but not TOO old. He’s Hammer’s age I think only Hammer comes across as much younger. Jewish guys act old even when they are not. J-Date Guy is a talker. He talks and talks and talks, which drives me crazy. The interesting thing is at one point in the conversation he used the word “fuck”. I repeated what he said and also used the word “fuck”. He immediately notified me that he is turned on by a woman who uses profanity. DING DING DING DING!!! Here I am!!!

The conversation at this point began to turn toward sex. Kitty has no problem with that. Now Kitty has two skeletons in my closet in this new dating arena. 1. This is my second marriage that is breaking up. That’s a red flag for any guy looking for a long term relationship and/or marriage. I have tried to work it into the conversations relatively early on to get it out there. Although XXX says that I shouldn't. 2. I cheated on my husband…A LOT. Now that’s a biggie and one I choose to keep to myself. Yes, Naughty Kitty has decided to maintain my anonymity.

So J-Date Guy began asking me when the last time I had a great “make-out” session with my husband. I told him “years”. Technically this is true. Then he said “So I would be your FIRST?” There was a part of me that WANTED to come clean. In the back of my head there was a video running of all the men I have been with over the past several months. There was a part of me that was thinking about and yearning for Hammer.

I held my breath and closed my eyes and half heartedly said “Yes”. He seemed pleased. He seemed honored and admittedly turned on. I rationalized it in my head that he actually MIGHT be the first after Angry Guy and I officially split.

The interesting thing about this part of the conversation is that he was fascinated with my openness about sex. He was excited about my love for the act. He told me that Jewish women have a reputation for not wanting to “please their man”. I assured him that I do not feel that way and I don’t.

So this thing with J-Date Guy may be interesting. But in the meantime I have come to the conclusion that Naughty Kitty and my secret life are here to stay.

Orthodox Guy

I spoke with my first contact from J-Date the other day. He is Orthodox which I did not realize. For those of you who don’t know me, I practice but am not nearly THAT religious. This guy keeps kosher ALL THE TIME. He speaks Yiddish A LOT (which I don’t understand), he is cute but he is ANGRY. He makes Angry Guy look pleasant.

Don’t get me wrong, he was pleasant to me but damn did he talk a lot and DAMN was he bossy! I totally see him being controlling and he didn’t let me get a word in edgewise.  I had to keep reminding myself that I am not obligated to meet this guy. He SCARED me. 

I told him a tree fell on my house the other day during a storm and he went on and on about the insurance appraisal and “Make sure they look at this…and make sure they look at that.” I told him I have a cold and he said “Drink clear liquids and take Clariton…and NO ORANGE JUICE.” When I told him I had a half a glass of orange juice he lectured me about it not being “clear”. Can I just say “JEEZ-US!”

I couldn’t get this freakin’ guy off the phone. I wondered how he might be in bed. Now you all know that I want to fuck a true blue Jewish guy. This guy would be perfect…if I could just duct tape his mouth shut.

Independence Day

This Independence Day is particularly special to me. In the past Angry Guy and I had a joke about the Fourth of July. It was the first time Angry Guy and I fucked when we started dating. He joked that when he came he saw fireworks. I reminded him that He DID see fireworks. That was 18 years ago. Almost every Fourth of July since then he would give me a knowing smile but not necessarily give me sex.

This particular Independence Day is special because it will signify MY independence…from Angry Guy. Yes, August 1 he will be moving into an apartment. It is difficult for me to contain my excitement. I am not trying to be cruel here but he has been so miserable for so long that the idea of not having to deal with that on a daily basis makes me feel relieved. Even the kids notice it. He is continuing to say awful things to them and all he is really doing is pushing them away.

I wish Angry Guy the best. I really do. I am certainly going to be fair as far as dividing our assets. I am not looking for any more than I am entitled to and I have promised to be flexible with visitation with the kids. He will be living close…close enough for the kids to walk if they want to although they won’t HAVE to.

Several of my friends have already told me that they are noticing a “new” me. They tell me that when I was with them I always seemed on edge. I acted like I needed to get back to Angry Guy. They are right. I always felt that way. I became fearful of him, not physically but if I took too long wherever I was he would lecture me or worse interrogate me.  

I tell my friends that this is actually the “old” me. I am just back from a REALLY long prison sentence. The change in my personality happened so gradually but the old me took no time at all to re-surface now that Independence Day is coming.

J-Dating

For those of you who don’t know what “J-Date” is, it’s the dating website for Jewish people. As a goof the other day I signed up. I was joking around with XXX since he is on Match.com. So I told XXX that I was going to sign up for J-Date because I saw a few doctors and lawyers on there so I thought “Why not”. Sure enough as soon as I entered my credit card number those damn doctors and lawyers evaporated. WTF?!?!

Suddenly all that was left are “partially educated” men with food babies, bald heads  and bad teeth. It’s an interesting transition for me to go from Ashley Madison to J-Date for several reasons. First of all I got a lot more interest on Ashley Madison. I don’t know if the men were less particular, desperate or just nicer but DAMN! Those men on J-Date are TOUGH! I have to admit that although I had some help writing up an amazing profile, my pictures are not the greatest but DAMN! Give a lady a break will ya?!??! I mean these men are particular.

Now XXX more or less promised that I would “have dick falling out of my pockets” as he likes to say. Not the case. I have had some men view my profile but not nearly as many as on Ashley Madison and certainly these men are not following through and contacting me.

It’s funny because I can’t get used to the idea that these guys offer up their real names and cell phone numbers up front. QUITE different than Ashley Madison.

There was one guy. He thanked me for viewing his profile. I don’t remember actually viewing it but I responded to his email. He seems extremely nice. He has decent teeth and is older which we all know Kitty LOVES an older man. We made arrangements to speak on the phone but due to extenuating circumstances we missed each other.

Needless to say Kitty is going to have to sit back and just see what happens with this one.

Back In The Saddle

Can I just tell you all how excited I am at the prospect of dating again? Dating has changed drastically since I was single. Online dating has revolutionized and I for one am going to embrace it. Really I have to add that my experience on Ashley Madison will help me cope with the ups and downs of sites like Match.com and J-Date. I was thinking about it this morning.

How strange is it going to be to communicate with a man and not have that communication centered on fucking? It might be pretty nice actually. How nice will it be to go anyplace I want to and not worry about running into someone I know? How nice will it be to slowly build up the anticipation from date to date so that sex may possibly be more than…well…just fucking?