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Getting closer to when I go away, which is cool. I still got to organise a passport.

 

Oh and I'm counting down the months to when I can drive my car by myself. I know petrol is oh so expensive, but I am so over public transport that never gets there on time and sometimes the one you were waiting for doesn't turn up till 8.06am when it was meant to get there at quarter to eight. That was yesterday and alas I was twenty minutes late to work.

 

If I drive my car I can leave at 7.30am and get to work at 8am. Inevitably getting home by 5pm. Or earlier if I am inclined towards getting up at 6am, which I'm not, so that won't happen.

 

Can't wait to drive my car! I just hate the learning part... Even though I can drive at 100 km's, I still find myself holding my breath for the first part.

 

Anyhow, I should be planning something before I go away. I'll email the details to people soon.

 

I'm writing this at work because mindsay doesn't work at home anymore.

 

Ciao for now

OMG! I just found this personal blog of mine from years ago publicly on google. insane. My previous employer would be pissed to read it. We are on great terms and I really respect him, but my feelings below were sporadic and temporary and should never have been public. When I realized how long it had been public I started sweating uncontrollably...no lie. lol  I would have died to know that it is public before- all that stuff where I was bitching about my ring. By the way, my husband (we were married summer of 07) is AMAZING and he did change the ring to a nice bright diamond as he said he would. Its CRAZY to read everything that I was feeling back then. What can I say...I love me. :)
We live in NYC and we plan to return to California one sunny day when we have finished our time here.

 

She walked in, gave his name to the hostess, who smiled and immediately turned and led her to his table. The table was once the most sought after where the elite of the film industry held court, able to face the rest of the room with their backs to the wall while their guests sat facing only them, exposed and unaware of who was noticing. It was private in its way, unless you were attracting attention to yourself.

 

At this time of day the lounge was preparing for the evening crowd and served shots with chasers to deal-predators or a mid afternoon repast of Champagne and canapés’  to the few of its patrons who set their own schedule.  He stood up and she scooted into the inside of the booth. She smiled recognizing that she was already being confined and restrained, and simply dismissed her sense of time. There would be nothing more than a steady flow of requests and responses . . . he read her perfectly and leaned forward offering him a kiss he did not yet ask for.  She was pleased when she saw his approval and put the softest promise in the kiss she could, knowing he would recognize the offer and take away all control.

 

“Hmmm, I don’t think you came here straight from work.”  He looked her over noting her skirt and make up. She smiled and lowered her eyes. Their server brought Champagne and bearded oysters packed on ice.   The Sommelier then poured wine, first for her, cracked oysters and set fresh cold plates, returning every few minutes before taking the tray. She felt a refreshing warmth seep through her from the wine and food, thinking that seduction was truly an art and smiled at the thought that the fact that she was there, with him, it wasn’t necessary to seduce her. 

 

He leaned forward for a kiss and she felt his hand slide easily between her thighs.  She blushed and opened her legs hoping that others weren’t aware and realized he was enjoying the display. It wasn’t the risk of being seen, it was displaying her. As his fingers played softly between her lips, he whispered for her to unbutton two more buttons on her blouse. She paused for a moment allowing and enjoying the sensation of him feeling for her clit, then watched his eyes examine her breasts and nipples.  She turned her back a bit more to the room and caught her breath when he spread open her cunt.  She knew this was intended to remove another layer of modesty from her, and to have her obey and respond regardless of where they were.

 

“You’ve been very good my pet. Very responsive and obedient” He slid his finger deeper inside her and pressed firmly on her clit, sending the surge to reward her. She felt him slowly withdrawing his fingers, and relaxed a bit, realizing she had been concentrating on the feelings he stimulated and doing what he asked. She looked around at the room, but couldn’t be sure if anyone had been watching . . . or if she’d made any noise.

 

He paid the check and she smiled when she saw him turn in a room service menu. He’d circled the time to make sure they noted it . . . 11:00 p.m.  She put her hand to button her blouse, then left it unbuttoned, certain now that one or two in the room had noticed. She blushed again reaching for his hand for confidence as they walked to the elevator. 

 

He stopped outside their room and showed her a soft black blindfold. “I’m going to slip this on your now. I want you to simply respond to everything that happens to you”.   She smiled a bit at the game, then suddenly a thought occurred that he’d had her in front of other people downstairs.

“Are we alone?”  She didn’t know if questions were permitted and he remained quiet for a moment. ”No.”  He raised the blindfold just as another couple walked by observing the scene. She lowered her eyes and once he slipped the blindfold on her, the decision had been made and she relaxed.

 

He led her into their room and released her hand, leaving her standing alone, detached seeking sensations and sounds trying to piece her new environment together with only clues. She heard the door latch and a moment later she felt her skirt being unfastened then fall to the floor, then her blouse. She felt the cool room air and listened for any other noises,  “the others”, in the room.

 

She felt his hand near her knee, sliding between her legs, opening her cunt. She knew her pussy was creaming. She had been squirming all afternoon in anticipation. She felt her breasts being fondled, her nipples pinched and rubbed between fingertips. She began to raise her arms, to reach out and hold her lover, or be held and lowered them back to her side.

 

“Imagination is a powerful stimulant, my pet. Your senses do not lie, but your mind questions everything.” He sounded as though he were close, but she was standing nude and wet and he had planted the doubt in her, her mind was questioning everything. “You’ll have to let go in order to properly respond, and, in order to best enjoy yourself.”  She felt his hand pet her cunt again and slide between her wet lips and she focused on the sensation. “That is very good my pet. A wet cunt does not lie” She giggled a bit, but bit her lip as she was turned, his hand pressed on the small of her back , bending her over the bed.  She spread her feet further apart and arched her back pushing her ass out further and exposing her cunt more. She felt her lips swell and blushed as she imagined how she must look, to anyone she was exposed to now.

 

She took a breath as she felt her cheeks being opened and stroked, until she felt the warm cream from her cunt being smeared over her ass.  She immediately relaxed as a medium size glass plug was inserted fully. She realized that she was being opened . . . she whimpered and slipped her thoughts to the sweet massage of her clit the motion of the plug being worked slowly and imagined “the others” standing in audience around her, seeing her cunt and ass exposed, and the scent of her sex beginning to fill the warming currents in the room, . . . and pleasing her master.

 

She was placed kneeling on the bed in the ‘open’ position, her back arched and one plug was replaced with a much larger one. She took deep breaths as it was pushed further into her, and she felt the lube used on it, running down the back of her thigh as the last of it fit.  Her cunt was swollen and opened and she felt the pinpoint of pressure as a clip was attached to her hood, then two others on her lips.  The pressure built slightly, then the clips were tightened until she took a sharp breath . . . she arched her back anticipating the two clips then attached to her nipples.  She felt the sweet sting begin to stir her blood and the room felt warmer, and she thought she heard breathing near her, then behind her . . . ‘the others’, she thought and she moaned again at the vision in her mind. 

 

She felt her hair being gripped and she opened her mouth as the head of his cock slid over her tongue. She sucked his cock lovingly and relaxed her throat to take as much of it as was being fed to her . . .  feeling his balls against her cheek, she moaned again and sucked harder as the dildo in her ass was being worked firmly.  She tasted the precum and moaned again and felt her ass tighten as she came and gasped for air with her mouth full of cock . . . and the others watched  . . . 

I got this song playing in my head:

 

Something is happening
Everything's different but everything is fine yeah
This is the good stuff
Yesterday's only what you leave behind
It's only in your mind

You gotta talk to the One who made you
Talk to the One who understands
Talk to the One who gave you
All the light in your eyes
All the light in your eyes

No use pretending
You never existed until you saw the light yeah
You're just beginning
You haven't missed it-it's all ahead of you
And you know what to do

You gotta talk to the One who made you
Talk to the One who understands
Talk to the One who gave you
All the light in your eyes
All the light in your eyes

Here comes the world and she is beautifully mysterious
She's got it all and you say "Give it to me"

Nobody's happy
That's not the world I know inside
Where everybody hides

You gotta talk to the One who made you
Talk to the One who understands
Talk to the One who gave you
All the light in your eyes
All the light in your eyes

You gotta talk to the One who loves you
Talk to the One who understands
Talk to the One who gave you
All the light in your eyes
All the light in your eyes

Yeah, thank you thank you!
Yeah, everything great and small
Yeah, thank you thank you
For the light in your eyes
For the light in your eyes

Yeah, thank you thank you!
Yeah, everything great and small
Yeah, thank you thank you
For the light in your eyes
For the light in your eyes

 

PS:  Hello dearest, can you be the light to paint shadows in my life? Yes, please begin by gracing my cup every morning. :)