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Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Third times' a charm--another hot afternoon with Adam!

I met Adam at the door freshly showered, hair and make-up done, wearing only a matching red-heart bra and boy-panty set. He had come straight from his graveyard shift job as a mechanic; it was 1:00 in the afternoon. Perfect. My house empty, kids in school, hubby at work, we were all alone. I couldn't wait to get him out of his black jeans, black shirt, and those scrumptious plaid boxers he always wears.

He is always so happy to see me. A big hug and juicy kiss is what he gives me first. I take off his black NY Yankees ballcap first: I give him such a hard time cuz it drives me crazy. He wears it backwards, tucking in his long, soft, gorgeous blonde hair under it. He is such a contrast. He dressed like this tough rocker dude but he's really as good-looking as an Abercrombie model. (with tattoos, that is). He's about 5-11, thin but not skinny, muscles but not bodybuilder crazy. He has pretty green eyes and a little scruff on his face, and this really, really, really beautiful blonde hair. It's stick-straight, and soft as a baby's. He has perfectly straight, perfectly white teeth, perfect lips, and his tongue is double-pierced. Wicked good looks and wickedly sexy. By the way, did I mention he's 26 years old??? Almost half my age. Mmmm.

I don't waste any time and tell him to take off his shoes at the door and let's head upstairs. I take him by one hand, the other holding a glass of Chardonnay. Yes, it's 1:00 in the afternoon and I'm drinking Chardonnay. My dog checks him out as does one of my cats; he talks to them and pets them and tells me he loves animals. I laugh and say, "My dog approves of you! Guess I'll let you upstairs!" He laughed and followed me up to my boudoir. 

I like how at ease I am around him; I love the way he talks. He talks about himself, about anything that pops in his head. I know more about him than I know about Mickey, who I've known for 8 years now. Yes, 8 years now. I've known Adam for less than 2 months. I love the way he'll talk about anything and everything. Like his tattoos, he wears his heart on his sleeve and tells me everything. 

We entered my bedroom and he plops right down on the bed, on his back, arms behind his head like he owns the fucking place. I wonder if he ever really thinks about the fact that he's in another man's bed. 

I sat near him on the bed and we chatted for almost an hour. I really enjoy being with him. He's a simpleton; not a complicated fellow at all, very easy-going and comfortable in his own skin. And I love the way he teases me and makes me laugh. I had to keep checking the time cuz I had to go to work at 3 unfortunately! I knew we didn't have much time together. I wanted to make the most of it. 

I love this part--the taking off of the clothes! I started to take off his belt and he helped; very sexy. I love watching a man undress. I love helping a man undress! He was down to his red plaid boxers and I marveled at his beautiful body.  I couldn't wait to taste him.

I put my now empty wine glass down on my nightstand and just climbed on top of him. I swayed my long hair over his face and chest and he giggled. I love the way he spanks me--hard! He kissed me deep and juicy, that pierced tongue just making me crazy. He put his hands on my hips and I dry-humped him, mmmm, yummy, feeling his hard cock under me. I wanted him so badly. 

I swished my breasts in his face for his admiration and he kissed and caressed them approvingly. I loved it. I loved kissing him and he seems to love kissing me. He undid my bra so he could enjoy them fully, and slipped off my panties. I was ready for him but there was still too many fun things to do first. I nibbled his neck, and enjoyed the banquet laid out for me. He is delicious. I took his cock in my mouth and stayed down there long enough to nearly make him come. I was aware of how his fingers and hands were lightly stroking my back the entire time. It felt loving, and I realized I a shift in my feelings for him. A crush maybe? I then slurped out his cock noisily and he giggled. We kissed and I knew I wanted him inside me. But not yet!

I slid off him and laid down next to him, and got my little bottle of lube. I playfully dripped it on his hard cock and he loved it. I stroked him while he fingered my pussy and it felt soooo good. Yum yum. Unfortunately, I was too aware of the time and couldn't really relax. By this time I had to leave for work in 20 min. It was time to get busy.

I climbed on top of him again and he slid himself inside me. No condoms for us--remember last week we agreed to be each other's "only".  Mmmm it felt so good. I love fucking him. He's got this amazing move he calls the "jackhammer" and it's amazing. No other guy has ever fucked me like that. He holds me really tight in his arms, and fucks so fast and hard I just scream in ecstasy. He does it over and over with like  15 seconds stop in between. It's so awesome. He's like the Energizer Bunny, I swear!

He flipped me over sweetly and got on top of me, and did his jackhammer move again and again. It felt so fucking great. He came so softly I actually had to ask if he came! I wasn't satisfied; I hadn't had an orgasm. He said, "you're phone alarm's going off" and I knew I had to get dressed and get to work. FUCK!!!!!!! So we hurried up and dressed and downstairs we flew. We chatted at the door about nothing and kissed another long juicy pierced tongue kiss. Yummm! He spanked me again and smiling ear to ear, we said bye to one another and he was gone. 

I wonder if my nosy neighbor was watching his truck peel out of the driveway! I don't even care. Oh, and I was 12 minutes late to work; messy hair, smeared mascara, and a big ol' huge fucking grin.