I am just a 40+ something year old bottom who enjoys sex with her husband. If you'd walk by me you'd never know what dirty thoughts lie underneath this demure package.
Make me walk, make me talk, do whatever you please I can act like a star, I can beg on my knees Come jump in, bimbo friend, let us do it again, Hit the town, fool around, let’s go party You can touch, you can play, if you say, “I’m always yours.” – Aqua It’s […]
I am truly the girl nobody would ever guess. I am best described as plain and unassuming. Sometimes, dense even suits me. I dress conservatively but in resort wear that’s generally pink and green with some crazy animal in its print. It’s probably how I best express that I am a “little” to polite society. […]
My first kiss went a little like this Mwah mwah and twist Mwah mwah and twist – 3OH!3 I have a really good and caring husband. He allows me freedom within our agreed parameters to embrace certain aspects of my sexuality that aren’t necessarily his kinks. He realizes that I am coming home to the […]
There are worse things I could do Than go with a boy or two Even though the neighborhood Thinks I’m trashy and no good I suppose it could be true But there are worse things I could do I could flirt with all the guys Smile at them and bat my eyes Press against them […]
Today I cried my entire 1 hour and ten minute drive home from work. I reached out to some for help, but only those that might get why I am so sad. I wish I could just operate in a world that I am exactly what people see when I am around…the bubbly, vanilla, professional. […]
We fell in love on whiskey, fell apart on wine. – Wade Bowen Near my favorite “beach” is a bar that bills itself as “the sunset capital of Texas.” So after soaking up too few rays due to the waning days of late Summer, I opted to enjoy some liquid sunshine. This place is a […]
The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn’t exist. And like that, he’s gone. – The Usual Suspects I never chatted online with anyone prior to Tumblr. I remember when my “cyber cherry” was popped by my first friend, I didn’t know whether to be ashamed or exhilarated or both. […]
