“Come on. I’m your personal assistant. I’ll do anything you tell me to do. And this position did say it comes with benefits…

So just tell me… should I text my boyfriend and say I’m working late tonight? Should I tell him I’ll be working late next week too?

Oh! And that business trip you have coming up. I almost forgot. You’ll probably need me to come along for that too. Right?”

- H

“Today is just me and you… so… please… make me forget about him.”

Sometimes a woman doesn’t want to just have sex.

Sometimes she wants the thrill of the chase. Sometimes she wants to date someone and be seduced.

Sometimes she wants to kiss a lover. Sometimes she wants to make love and be held in his arms.

Sometimes she doesn’t want him to leave. She needs him. She yearns for him all the time.

Sometimes she wants to feel what it would be like if they were together. If she was his.

Sometimes she wants to give in to the risk… the betrayal… the feelings that could ruin everything…

- H

“She just needs to talk face to face. Just to end things.

Her boyfriend’s at work. She can’t keep cheating on him…

Today’s a risky day… they really have to stop…

She convinces herself it’s okay to text him to hurry up…

If he gets here in five minutes… it will be five hours before her boyfriend comes home…
Five hours to talk… five hours to break things off… five full hours to…”

Sometimes women just want to think with their bodies…

- H

“She came over for a tour of his house.

She stayed for much, much more.”

- H

“She had spent years masturbating thinking about the jerk jocks, arrogant coworkers, and egotistical colleagues.
Even after… or maybe especially after… her boyfriend told her to stay away from men like that.”
- H “She had spent years masturbating thinking about the jerk jocks, arrogant coworkers, and egotistical colleagues.
Even after… or maybe especially after… her boyfriend told her to stay away from men like that.”
- H “She had spent years masturbating thinking about the jerk jocks, arrogant coworkers, and egotistical colleagues.
Even after… or maybe especially after… her boyfriend told her to stay away from men like that.”
- H

“She had spent years masturbating thinking about the jerk jocks, arrogant coworkers, and egotistical colleagues.

Even after… or maybe especially after… her boyfriend told her to stay away from men like that.”

- H

“All women need someone who can satisfy them.”

- H

“All she wants is to just be kissed.”

- H

“Will you give me what I need or not?”

- H

“Just… you know… to look for him and stuff. Just a quick ride. Please!”

- H

Maybe some women can’t help it. Maybe it excites them more than anything. Maybe she’s a sexual goddess who needs praise and obedience and love from you, and sweet white nectar from the hunks she meets at the athletics store.

- M

Boring day. But at least I have daydreams to keep me company…
*Sigh*
- H Boring day. But at least I have daydreams to keep me company…
*Sigh*
- H

Boring day. But at least I have daydreams to keep me company…

*Sigh*

- H

Last night when M came home I did something special. I wore the super tight outfit I bought a while ago but never used (because just like everyone else I made a New Year’s resolution to workout and lose weight… and like most people forgot about it within a week!)

It consisted of super tight yoga pants and a super tight spaghetti top. I wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

As soon as he walked in the door I let him watch me. I teased him that I might start going to the gym soon and I would be wearing that outfit in front of a ton of hot new men.

I also told him that I was going to be his pornstar that night and tonight. He can watch but not touch. If he wants to come he has to do it on his own. And he did. Very quickly.

*Sigh* If he keeps this up I really am going to have to start working out around other men soon…

- H

H’s last date with him ended with her giving him her panties and letting him finger her. He did, until she came as close as possible to having an orgasm without actually having one (her words, verbatim) and then told her to go home.

She’s been frustrated, furious, confused, and insatiable ever since.

The above caption is a special one in that it’s something that is actually going to happen on their next date–she’s taken the initiative, she’s told him she’s going to have a surprise for him, and that surprise is going to be the fucking of a lifetime.

I even got her a special pair of lingerie for the occasion.

Oh, it’s going to be a night to remember…

- M

I went on a date with a man yesterday who wasn’t my boyfriend. It was at an upscale restaurant. It was a romantic date. It was something I told him my boyfriend didn’t know about. It was cheating.

Except of course M knew exactly what was happening.

We’re trying that out. “Cheating”. The person I’m seeing thinks I’m cheating and I act like it when I’m with him because of that sense of excitement and naughtiness. It’s something both M and I want to try… and the submissive space I get into even while just texting or talking is like icing on the cake… there is no way we’re passing up on this opportunity.

The date itself went very well. We didn’t have sex… but we kissed. It was passionate. He whispered words into my ear and turned me on. He felt me up and got me going. He drove me to about twenty seconds before I would have invited myself back home with him. And then he left.

It took me everything I had not to just jump on him as he walked away. It took me a lot to not text him right after asking when our second date would be. I gave in just a few minutes ago and I’m waiting for a reply.

I can definitely see why there are a ton of rumours surrounding him now…

- H