I'm a lazy blogger

I work nights, and my job is sometimes trying. Compassion fatigue is a word I like to use. I had a few events occur on Saturday morning early wee hours of the morning that made me a horrible mother come saturday afternoon. There was not good outcomes that put me to bed in a foul mood, and woke up after an hour and a half of sleep in a worse mood. However, after a few hours of sleep and a clearer mind and I feel much better, realize there was nothing I could have done better, and know the outcome was meant to be.

I miss Atlas, like you wouldn't believe, I am so lonely that sometimes it hurts. I just want to be held, cuddled, I need to feel someone's breathe on my neck, their hands across my chest as they pull me to them... I just need to be fucked... Let's not shy away from what I am really feeling. I truly just want to have someone's hands in my hair tounge in my mouth and feel the pressure or weight against my body...

but... i degres, I have a long busy weekend, "off" to get everything I need to get done completed so that next weekend will not be nearly as busy as this. I got my hair done yesterday. It is a sahde short of Jessica Rabbit and my new victoria secret bathing suits came in which props the boobs up to about the status of Jessica Rabbit... So... I guess it is only fitting that I get some of my Easter Bunny duties completed this weekend and hoepfully ready for the following. I usually have a house full of guests and I would expect this year not to shy raf from that, only instead of close family it will be friends and co workers who don't have anywhere else to go, or can't make it home. HOpefully a few bottles of wine, some good food and company will provide us all with a good time and a much needed escape from the worklife at General Hospital.

Oh I didn't win the Mega Millions either so Yes I will be returning to work on Monday and Atlas will remain where he is for the time being. but I am gonna go and handle some business and perhaps take a shower and try and do something with my hair before he flames off my head...

A Long-Awaited Rendezvous Part 2

I sit up, barely able to catch my breathe. Few times in my life have I felt such pleasure and this is just begining. This has been building for a long time and will not end soon. Our eyes meet and you give me a confident smirk that just makes me want you even more. I put my hand on your chest and lean you back into the bed. I straddle your body, and lean down to kiss you. I can taste myself on your lips and when our tounges interlock. You slide your hands through my hair and pull my face into yours again. Your hands trail down my back and over my ass, you pull me towards you but I will have none of that, it's definately my turn.

As I pull from our kiss I bite slightly at your lower lip. My lips trace a line to your ear where I kiss below it and right behind it. .I grab your hands from my ass and push them over your head into the bed. I am leaning slightly over you as you attempt to take my breast into your mouth but I won't allow it, Every inch of my body so intensely sensitive from the amount of satisfaction I have recieved in the moments since this began. I am holding you hands over your head and pushing them deep into the bed as I kiss your neck. My mouth is at your ear and I say " This is everything I expected and more". With that you look up and give me that confident smirk again becuase you beyond a shadow of a doubt that there will be plenty more orgams to come today.

I continue to kiss down your neck and to your chest. I run my hands over your chest and I continue my journey down your body tracing my lips and tounge over the parts of your body my hands have explored. I slide my hands down your thighs and run a finger over your hips. my lips trace the imaginary line I created with my hand. I look up from your waist and your dark eyes meet mine. You reach your hands down to me and wrapped them in my hair. You use your hand now full of my hair to guide my mouth to your throbbing cock just as I had hoped you would. I first flick you with the tip of my tounge and slowly take you into my mouth. You move my head up and down matching the stroke of your hips. I can feel you building and know that this won't last long. I can feel your body start to become tense and I purposefully run my fingernails down the inside of your thighs. You cum hard into my mouth all at once and I swallow you completely. I momentarily lose my focus as I sit up on my knees between your legs.

In an instant you are on top of me holding my hands over my head pushing me into the bed. The weight of your body on top of me, something I have thought about for a long time now makes me smile. You attack my breasts with a new fury, taking each into your mouth and flicking at my nipples. You push down on me as my hips arch up to meet you. "Fuck me" I say to you. You waste no time in turning me over to my stomach and placing a hand between my shoulder blades on the bed while grabbing my hip with the other...

If you are coming from http://frisky916cpl.blogspot.com/2012/03/long-awaited-rendezvous.html?zx=dc59c566822605e I am glad to have you. ;)

TMI Tuesday: Make a Wish(list)

TMI Tuesday: March 13, 2012 - Make a
Wish(list)

This week’s TMI Tuesday idea is brought to
you by Mistress Gail who was
inspired by the handy little app that allows you to add anything to your Amazon
gift list–the universal wish list button.

Let your imaginations run free because we want to know what secret
something or someone you’d add to your wishlist.

1. We all know and love a Top 10 list, who or what is number one on your
wishlist?

The who is easy, it's Atlas, even way back when I may not have been the best girlfriend or I had a dry erase board and he was surely in the number one spot. My best friend would even laugh at me and ask me why and I never had a good explanation other than, he just is... and that's where he will stay. The what, more alone time. It sounds kind of selfish but sometimes I just need it to be quiet and calm and let me be to my own devices. I think perhaps that was one of the reasons it was difficult for me to leave Rhode Island. Although I wasn't completely alone, I was.

2. Tell us 2 naughty things you’d put on your wishlist and 2 more
naughty or nice things you’d add to the list.

Hmmm... two naughty things huh? I can think of a few people I have on my list right now. So if people count add them on there and they most likely know who they are. Second would be a weekend alone locked up in a hotel with them. Well... we would leave of course to divulge in some of the best local food we could find but chances are good we would end up pent up back in the hotel for the duration. And 2 nice things? I would love to go home for good, and I would love to have a nanny... I love my kids but sometimes they are just a bit too much, this would also be able to free up some time for other things on my wish list.

3. Your order has been mixed up and instead of your selected gift you
receive Fireman Sam (see http://mollysdailykiss.com/2011/12/07/inflation/).
What do you do?

Well I guess I would probably give it to someone else. He isn't really my type. I enjoy a man who knows what to do with his hands, mouth and cock. Oozes confidence and knows when and how to take the lead when needed. So he really doesn't appear to be my type but I have a few friends who might give him a whirl.

4. The miss-delivery is sorted and you get the right order. Because of
the mix-up you’ve also received a free gift voucher for one of many new
accessories available to enhance your new wishlist item. What do you
choose?

Oh man. I would probably say something fun, new and exciting to try with said persons on wish list.

5. Your best friend arrives at your
back door just as the courier (who is to die for) arrives at the front door with
your accessory delivery. What do you do? (choose one)
a) usher your friend away because
it’s ALL YOURS! and you can’t wait, let alone share
b) tell your friend to come inside
with the intent to have them join in
c) what the heck, two’s company,
four’s an orgy! (invite the courier in as well)

Hm... do to the fact that my best friend is very pregnant I would not expect her to join in the fun, and the fact that I don't typically share well I would probably have to go with A. I want to give it a whirl on my own anyway so I can get all my clumbsy, red faced goofiness out of the way.


Bonus: Do you have a real wish list
in the works? If yes, what’s on it?
Hmmmm... a wish list no. A fantasy list, for sure. There is things and people and places that I would love to add to my list of things I have done, a sexual bucket list so to say? I think we should all have one of those.

So...

tired, but I couldn't help myself. As I read over the words that you wrote I found myself becoming hot, bothered, warm and overly excited. Then I remembered the conversations from the last two nights and I had to take things into my own hands. I imagined the story, the feel of the beack of your head beneath my hands. the way you lips would feel pressed against mine and the excitement of taking off each others clothes.

I trtaced my own fingers over my body, to the words written before me, and imagined what your tounge would feel like as you went to work on me. It wasn't long before I had gotten off and was nearly falling asleep but something was missing... it was my turn to take care of you. So I imagined what would come next and where would it lead. Again I was unable to control all urges and find myself wrapped up in thoughts and imagination. Everything I thought it would be and more? You tell me ;)

Motivated... Dedicated

Ahhhhhh. I have to work tonight, and tomorrow night, and the night after that... oh boy... back to work I go. I am thankful to be employed, I am thankful that I mostly enjoy my job, and that I recieve a pay check and benefits. I am thankful, don't get me wrong.

I spent this morning dancing and singing around with my daughter. It makes me laugh and smile and puts me in a good mood. We were singing a few zac brown band songs and it makes me happy, makes me proud to do what I do, and we sing and act like goof balls. I have very few things that I want to do today before I have to work tonight. They include, make banana bread out of the bananas that are turning brown on my counter, cut up the pineapple that is resting next to them brown bananas, make pasta salad for me to take to work for 'lunch' and make some beef stew and egg noodles for dinner for prior to work. Add in the cable guy is coming and a nap pick up some 5 hour energies and make a gallon of iced tea and I should be good till tomorrow morning... that's how you like your nurses right? doped up on caffiene and confidence ;)

Hoping everyone has a nice Friday and I will try to get on this weekend but I am not sure how I am going to do with this switch to nights.

Hmmmm

I have had a lot going on this past week. Work is catching up with me, and home is really running me into the ground. Sometimes I just need a second to unwind, talk to adults about adult things, and pareants about our kids, and a good friend about our jobs. You all know who you are and I do appreciate it more than you all know.

I'm exhausted but I find myself off handly lonely, and aroused... Like, a relatively handsome man, in an awkward postion gave me a smirk and motioned towards me and in a second my mind was wondering what his lips would feel like against my neck, what his hands would feel like against the small of my back...

I spoke with Hermes again and it was super nice. I like talking with him, he unknowingly makes me smile, and makes me feel normal even when I am bitching about something. Talking with him reminds me of sitting in his truck at night, alone, talking, looking out to the water, and I remember looking at his mouth, his lips, his hands, I wish I would of done something. Just to know what his touch was like instead of imagining... Like no joke, all that time together and we didn't even accidentally brush hands or feet or run into each other. I have no idea if he felt that way, I could be completely on my own with this line of thinking but We hugged once, and it felt like there should of been more to it...Hhmmm... so I will have to leave it up to my imagination at this point.

I imagine running my fingers through your hair, holding your face to mine, feeling your tounge against mine, on the inside of my teeth. your breathe against my neck, working your way down my body. I'm tired, but I want this. I raise my arms over my head and you pull my white tank top over my head.... from there... sigh... you can finish the story as I am about to let me imagination run wild.

What you didn't see

Have a Happy Thursday.

Oh yeah?

Yes. It's that good... I can do this all on my own... well at least this part... my fingers work perfectly fine on their own... but is it YOU that I am thinking about?