SWB pt deux

So...
He had the tv on while he left me in the room naked. The show..48 Hours was on. It was getting really interesting when he came back in a towel around his waist. He has dreadlocks that go all the way down to the small of his back. He is a big guy...with arm muscles and a defined chest, but a little bit of a belly.

Are you really 22? I should've checked your ID.

He turns off the tv shoe (aww), puts on a porn dvd and pulls off his towel (ooh). He sits down in front of me. He was umm...average, nice girth.

I liked my lips and buried my head in his lap. He moaned and pushed my head further, fucking my face.

He stopped and motioned for me to lay on the bed (which is an air mattress - he's in the process of moving). Sit on my face. I leaned over backwards, so we could 69.

It was fun at first, but I'm rusty and my jaw was hurting. I got up. Put the condom on him and mounted. Not saying a word.

He smiled wide. You are so sexy.

We went at it for like 40 minutes. He got up.

I need a break. This is why I don't mess with younger women. You are wearing me out.

I laughed.

He drank a little. Smoked a bit of his blunt.

He pulls my legs open and starts fucking me missionary style. The eye contact is ridiculous.

Did you cum?

Yes.

Ok.

He pulls my legs back, as far as they will go and he pounds as hard as he could.

He's finished.

I get up and start putting on my clothes.

You're not going to spend the night?

I stop. I lay down.

Spoon me (I say half-jokingly).

He obliges.

I hope you don't snore, he says.

Only when I'm worn out.

The middle of the night, I roll out of the bed. He hugs my waist.

Bathroom.

We wake up the next morning.

You do snore, he says.
I laugh. We kiss. He spoons me again. I forgot how much I love having a big man's arms around me. He's warm and full.

He starts to fondle me. I get turned on. He's hard.

Morning wood?

I mount him again. He looks like he's enjoying it. He stops. Umm..it's flaccid.
He gets up. Goes to the bathroom. He comes back. We try to get it going again.

I'm sorry. I told you I was an old man. I'm tired. He kisses my lips. He nibbles my neck. He stops.

Is there anything I can do for you?

You were on the right track.

He sucks on my breasts. He spreads my legs open and places my feet on his shoulders. He eats me out for about a half hour.

Lawd!

I had to stop him.
I had to get home to shower and change for work. And..yea

I just laid there, not wanting to get up.
Needless to say, I've been exhausted.

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SWB

Yes, ladies and gents, I have been a victim...to what you ask? Sudden Whore Behavior.

Sounds harsh?

Well, yes...we are often hardest on ourselves.
And yes, we've all had tendencies where we've done something we won't dish to our friends about.

...And that's why I have this blog.

That's why I'm anonymous.
And if you a. Know me and don't want to know this side of me or B. Have a virgin Mary idea of me...you may want to stop reading now.

So, I met a guy. He was cute. He's 37, divorced, with 4 kids. Yilkes! He offered to take me back to his place. He was very complimenting of me. He said he wanted to do nasty things to me. There was a gleam in his eye and I couldn't very well say no.

That's when I had a case of SWB.

I went to his place. He slowly undressed me, starting with shirt. I stood with my back to him. He unhooked my bra. My first thought was "Weee! Boobies."

He took of my pants and thong and as bent over to take off my shoes, he spread my cheeks apart and fondled me. He told me to sit on his lap. He was rock hard.

Kiss me.

I did. It was perfect. If it were whack, I wouldve put on my clothes and headed for the door.

Lay down.

I did.

He spread my legs apart.

You know how to masturbate?

I nodded.

Show me.

I began soft and light, not sure of where he was going with it.
He licked his thick fingers and traced my strokes. He, then inserted one inside.

I moaned.

Damn you're tight. Let's see how many you can take. He inserted another. I moaned louder.

How long has it been?

I thought, "I don't know. I have to check my blog."

3 months. He said...damn, that's sad.

He kneeled before me and licked my pussy. All I could do was lean my head back and enjoy.

He got up. He said, "I'll be right..."



»»»»To be continued««««
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One Liners

Hey Keli! Hey CHris!

Where is your cell phone? desk
Your significant other? non-existent

Your hair? short

Your Skin? chocolate
Your mother? amazing

Your favorite thing? make-up

Your dream last night? blank

Your favorite drink? pepsi

Your dream/goal? writer

The room you're in?office

Your ex? flawed

Your fear? failure

Where do you want to be in 6 years? published

Where were you last night?bed...

What you're not? perfect

Muffins? tops

One of your wish list items? car

Where you grew up? Brooklyn

The last thing you did? drank

What are you wearing? dress

Your TV? off

Your pets? wishful

Your computer? dell

Your life? rollercoaster

Your mood? grateful

Missing someone? always

Your car? ChevroLEGS

Something you're not wearing? panties

Favorite Store? MAC

Your summer? stressful

Like someone? maybe ;-)

Your favorite color? purple

When is the last time you laughed? today

Last time you cried? weeks

Match. com is looking real good + Get Your hand out my pocket + creepy and kooky

Yesterday, at around 4, I left work. I had 3 hours to go and I couldn't see it happening. I had hankering for some mashed potatos, cheese, and broccoli and that's exactly what I had - with bbq chicken. I relaxed in front of the tv and watched Ironman on bootleg dvd. It was really good. (Even with GwynPaltrow in it. She's a good actress but something about her just screams POMPUS BITCH)

I had vanilla ice cream and orange sherbert. Yumm.

Dinner was so good!! I never like my own cooking, but I have to admit, I put my whole foot in my meal...lol.

Several thoughts hit me, though, as I was eating alone, watching the movie alone, having dessert alone, and ultimately went to bed alone.

I don't have to spell it out, do I?

Yup, it sucks, but I'm putting on a brave face.

I looked on craigslist (the poor man's match.com) to see if I could find someone under their ltr (long term relationship) section. And ummm....

I emailed this guy:
ISO OF A BBW BLK WOMAN WHOSE LOOKING FOR SOMETHING REAL (LTR) - 27 (BKLYN, QNS, BX)

He said:
Hi, my name is Cookoo. Do you have a full-body pic?

I obliged.

He said:
What's the point of writing me if you're not going to respond.

I resent the pic.

He said:
I have your pic already, why didn't you call already?

I said:
You never gave me your info.

He said:
Yes I did. Maybe you're hitting up too many guys at the same time.

I said:
I will forward every e-mail you sent.
I assure you I don't have your info.

He said:
Why are you playing games.

I said:
LOOK, I don't have your number and if its not in the next e-mail, don't bother e-mailing again.

Oo you know this fool e-mails me 7 times between 3:00am and 5:00am, different variations of - this is my number, when are we going to hang out, this is my number, you can't say you don't have it, why haven't you called yet.

I e-mailed him at 8am when I woke up.. It was plain and simple: Please do not contact me anymore.

He said:
Whatever, I already told you not to contact me. I forgot about you a long time ago.

I had to delete his message before I really told him something serious.

Crazy.

I slept well, but woke up to my roommate (another story completely) bursting through my door at 6am telling me he's sick.

I had a good 6hours, twice the norm for the past 2 weeks. I'm STILL tired.
I don't think it's me per se. I think it's this stupid job.

I detest authority and I thought it was because I don't like to be told what to do. In fact, it is because I don't like the superiority complexes "authority figures" have. I am one of 2 African-Americans in upper-management. The other is a male, and let's just say he's "assimilated". The others, besides a female Spanish lady are all Israeli Jew, South African, or Romanian. I won't say it's race. Maybe it is ageism or sexism, but to get them to hear me speak is like I have my head underwater.

I need another job. Plain and simple.

Something preferably creative, where I won't be taking a major price cut.

Thngs that make you go hmmm...

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Tired

I've been working overtime almost every day for the past 2 weeks. These 2 weeks, I've also worked 6 days straight. I've told my boss I need an assistant. He's basically ignored me. Last night, I had board meeting for a ball my house is organizing. I got home at 1:30. I was supposed to be at work at 8. I woke up at 9. My eyes are crossing as I write this.

I wanted to call out so bad, but I have a presentation to give to the CEO.

I am plotting a vacay for next week.

I just need a little R&R.
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Makeup Stains and Shades of Gray

Aren't I pretty? Strangers tell me that on the street. It must be true, right?

I'm feeling a little melancholy today.

I need to quit because when I'm stressed, I clench my teeth. I just caught myself doing it so hard, I gave myself a headache. Arrgh!

I suddenly don't feel like talking about it.

Will post later...
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20 Things I've Realized

1. I've come to realize that my legs....
are so sexy and thick.

2. I've come to realize that this weekend...
Da cookout of the summer is finally going down

3. I've come to realize that when i'm driving...
I'm in the passenger seat, so I don't drive

4. I've come to realize that i need...
more money and a man with a slow hand

5. I've come to realize that I have lost...
tolerance for stupidity.

6. I've come to realize that I hate it when...
I'm in the middle of a situation that I have no control over

7. I've come to realize that if I'm drunk...
I'm giggly and happy!

8. I've come to realize that money...
is something I can never have enough of but doesn't necessarily make me happy.

9. I've come to realize that certain people...
are just miserable

10. I've come to realize that I'll always be..
an overanalyzer, a worrier, a bitch, and the life of the party

11. I've come to realize that I have a crush on...
a co-worker who has trouble written all over him.

12. I've come to realize that my mom...
is one of the strongest women I know and the shadiest

13. I've come to realize that my cell phone is..
not as important as I thought

14. I've come to realize that when I wake up in the morning...
I am hopeful for a great day

15. I've come to realize that last night before i went to sleep...
I wanted to spoon a hunky man..

16. I've come to realize that right now I am thinking about...
all the shit I have to do.

17. I've come to realize that my dad...
was human and I miss him everyday. The hurt never goes away.

18. I've come to realize that when I get on myspace...
I try to be more hip than I am - which is a lot of hip

19. I've come to realize that I really want...
to be in a creative field

20. I've come to realize that if I died today...
I should've eaten that sundae, fucked that guy, and slapped that bitch..(sorry for the vulgarity)