I have more Bubbly pics from our visit with Roxy but am putting them on hold.  I’ll bring them back next week, bc as I’ve said, we got some great ones.  *grins*

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As you all are aware I take a kabillion pics to get a couple good shots.  And then am stuck having to try to decide which ones to use.  This week not being any different.  Which means you should most definitely come back here on Easter…. hint, hint …… ~wink~

HappyHNT!!!

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I have no regrets. I wouldn’t have lived my life the way I did if I was going to worry about what people were going to say.

— Ingrid Bergman

How secretive should a secret be?  It’s my own quandary that I have been trying to ‘evaluate’ lately and have been trying to figure it out.  I began this (particular) blog… *counting* almost five years ago.  I’ve always prided myself in being very upfront.  Open.  HONEST. Fuck that pretending to be someone else bullshit.  Where does that get you?  Except in a tangled web of lies.  I was forced down that path in my first marriage.  I’ve been on that path with past friends.

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And honestly, it’s not my favorite.  It’s become not who I am comfortable being or want to be.  Friends who couldn’t accept me for ME, I’ve moved on.  I’ve become much more *ME* here and IRL.  Incorporating my two lives.  I’m at a point in my life where I just want to yell- FUCK, this is me. Take it or leave it.  And seriously, drama details aside, I have been persecuted, drug over the coals, hung out to dry for being ‘myself’.  Openly displaying who I am.  Yeah. I’m over it.  Have been for awhile now.

PC has a small group of friends that he’s/we’ve become close with.  They have expressed interest in my site…as well as our/mine ‘extracurricular lifestyle’.  I’m sure it has nothing to do with PC dangling the spicy info in their faces.  DOH. Finally this past week, to try to feed/squelch piqued interest, he told them e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. Now I think about Sadie (who is the motherfuckingPRINCESS of….this, what I’m doing.  Kind of) and how much I have admired her in the last year.  She and her hubby have an open marriage (yes, yes, I know, it’s very one sided on my part, PC loves to remind me of this, lol, I DO understand this aspect, for reals). Frequently her and her husband have committed love interests.  She has become increasingly more ‘open’ to people in her real life…including her mom, friends, etc.  I fucking LOVE that about her.  And it’s really made me think- what do I have to hide?  Why?  At this point in my life, WHY do I have to hide anything?????  If you don’t like me or what I do- fine.  Don’t like me.

*shrug*

Ya know?

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~ xo Vixen

As I mentioned a couple weeks ago, I would have more to elaborate on from THIS POST.

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For a kiss to be really good, you want it to mean something. You want it to be with someone you can’t get out of your head, so that when your lips finally touch you feel it everywhere. A kiss so hot and so deep you never want to come up for air. You can’t cheat your first kiss. Trust me, you don’t want to. Cause when you find that right person for a first kiss, it’s everything.

~Alex Karev

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She showed up in athletic shorts and a white tank, with a zip up sweatshirt haplessly thrown over. When she walked across the room, it would fall off one shoulder. Her blond hair is really long. It fell over her shoulders, partially hiding her bare shoulder. Very….sexy. Honestly though, what about her isn’t sexy.

We’d been sitting on the couch talking for hours, drinking beer, flirting.  She said something sarcastic, making me laugh.  She’d put her hand on my arm when she had a point to make and it felt as if electricity was surging through my skin….  I looked up and she was intently watching me.  We were silent, the mood had immediately changed.  I scooted closer to her and gently kissed her lips.  She has lips like Scarlett Johannson. Very full.  And kissable.  When I kiss her it’s just like….electrifying. It’s that feeling of butterflies in your stomach.  …..heart racing. She has her tongue pierced. Which I find incredibly erotic. She gently placed her hand on the side of my neck and leaned in to kiss it, then lifted my hair to kiss the back of my neck, her breasts pushing against my arm. Which caused me to catch my breath. One of those moments where you close your eyes and feel like you must be in heaven because you are lifted into sheer ecstasy.

I put her face in my hands and we kissed again.  I pulled her tank over her head. I unclasped her bra and it dropped to the floor. She has really, really nice breasts. Perfectly round, soft….perky. She went to Cancun over spring break, she had told me earlier. And has a faint beginnings of a tan line from a bikini. Her nipples are small and perfect sized like little rose buds, and very, very erect. I leaned in to kiss her collar bone. She has this lone freckle right on her collar bone that I notice every time I see her and it’s just….sexy. Slowly I moved my soft kisses down her torso. Taking her nipple into my mouth and flicking my tongue over it. Then sucking gently, while cupping the other one. And eventually switching to the other side. Her breathing was fast and kept catching. Which only made me begin to feel electrified and wet and more aware of what she is doing to my desire for her. For what I passed up on last time we were together. She unzipped my sweatshirt. I took it off.  She watched me do this with a look so intense it made me blush. With just...want. I pulled my shirt off, I wasn’t wearing a bra. We kissed again. She ran her hands up
and down lightly on my bare back. It gave me chills and even more aware of how aroused she was making me.

I pulled back and asked if she wanted to take a shower.  She said yes. I took her hand. Leading her to the bathroom.  I never turned on the light, just closed the door. It was very dark (my two greatest turn on’s….darkness and water…showers, hot tubs, pools…).  Only a small amount of moonlight was shining in through the one lone window.  She took her shorts off. I pulled off mine as well, and started the water in the shower. She got in first, with me close behind. The hot water felt incredible.  I could feel it splatter off of her naked body. Which turned me on further. I knew at this point that I was not going to be able to stop like I had last time. There was no way. But I think I had probably unconsciously already made that decision.

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It’s a shower stall, fairly small. Just knowing she was naked and standing right.there….was enough to make me want  her. Her back was to me. I kissed her bare shoulders. She gathered her long hair and pulled it to the side. I lightly kissed her back, moving my way down her spine. Laying those butterfly kisses. Paying special attention to that ‘sweet’ spot I love….her lower back. Which has that tattoo of a fairy. God….. I heard her open a bottle.  Body wash?  The immediate smell of Cherry Blossom filled the steamy, dark air.  I love that scent…..  My signature scent.  I put my hand between her thighs. Slowly moving my hand up until I was there. Bubbles were dripping down her torso and legs from the body wash. She was moist and swollen  Her lips.  Very inviting. I rubbed my fingers softly over them, sliding a finger in slightly. I could hear her gasp and she spread her legs just a bit. I continued for a few minutes then stood.

She rubbed her soapy hands over my shoulders, neck, breasts….  I could feel the soap bubbles melting as they poured down my naked body.  She put her hands around my waist and drew me to her. Kissing me intensely on my lips.  Then neck. Taking each of my very erect nipples into her mouth and sucking them. Hard.  I had to make her stop. They were intensely sensitive. She was making me insane. She laughed and moved her tongue down my torso. With her hands on my hips, she knelt down and ever so lightly kissed my stomach…my hip bone…my inner thighs. She put her lips near my inner thigh….. She kissed me there, sucking ever so faintly. Moving her tongue so that it kept slightly moving inside. And I could feel her piercing, it would faintly flick my clit. Oh…my…fucking…god.

I had to hold onto the shower sides and couldn’t barely breath. She was sucking, getting more and more intense with her tongue in just the right spot. And I felt every muscle in my body tighten and I was gasping…

She sat down in the shower with her knees bent. I sat down in front of her, my legs folded under me.  We were kissing again. I love kissing her….  Running our hands over each others nakedness. Soon we were so closely meshed that our breasts were pressed into each other. I could feel her hard nipples pressing into my skin. I lifted my leg so that it ran up and intertwined with her thigh, grabbing her ass.  She has such a toned body. She’s a runner, like I am.  But so much lankier.  Her breath kept catching.  My body was on fire, melting, making me very aware of….her.  And how she was making me feel.  Insane.  I pushed my thigh and knee in between her thighs.  She grabbed my hip, feeling her nails against my flesh, pushing me harder into her. Until….yes.

Her breathing slowly became even again.  My heart slowly stopped racing, breath quit catching.  We got out and dried off, then climbed into my bed.  Our naked bodies against each other, hair still damp.  As I was drifting asleep I could smell Cherry Blossom…….  I love that smell.

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~Richard Webber

Repeat. Repeat. Repeat…..

PC wants to change cell phone service.  Me and change?  Yeah…we’re not friends so much.  Don’t ask me why the idea of change makes my anxiety shoot through the roof. But a new phone means I need to learn all it’s NEW features.  And a new service means I may or may not get as shitty coverage as I do already (can’t call it great when I can send/receive texts and emails in three spots in my entire house… *lol*).  I did finally agree to *try* a new phone with the new service.  Everyone on FB has heard me gripe, but I’m not sure I’ve mentioned here….  Last weekend my BlackBerry decided to stop working very reliably.  So the talk of a new phone was already in the midst.  Anyway, long story short.  While I had high hopes of pretending to be someone I’m so totally not trying something new and different that I might possibly fall in love with, I ended up with another BlackBerry.  But the newer, improved version which replaced the trackball with a trackpad.  At least I can take comfort in knowing how the thing works.  Now just wish me luck with the service…..

I’m thinking it might be a bit weird that the movie Jennifer’s Body turns me on as much as it does.  I mean Megan Fox is hotter than fuck but she’s awful….demonic and evil.  And not high school evil, evil EVIL.  But seriously, watching Jennifer’s Body is like porn to me.  GOOD porn.  Hmm…..

I’ve been considering changing my avatar.  For almost five years I’ve had the same avatar. I think people identify and recognize ‘me’ when they see the little pink plaid skirt in their comments.  But sometimes change is good, no?  I have a pic in mind, from the  “Rock n Roll Princess” series.  Thoughts????

YM is being deployed to Afghanistan this week, for the next eight months.  It saddens me. On several levels.  Over the last few months we’ve become great friends, of sorts, more than anything else.  I will miss him.  He really wanted to see me before he left.  But.  I shied away.  I had really no interest on that level.  I feel kind of badly I guess about that.  I just didn’t want to.  I know it has quite a bit to do with Yummy (or as PC likes to tease me, ‘Ashton’, doh).  My plate feels fairly complete right now….with PC, with Yummy (whom there is this awesome ‘click’ with and I’m liking an awful lot).  But still, him leaving is laying heavily on my mind.  My heart goes out to his family.

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Kiddos have the entire week off for Spring Break.  So far it seems the weather might actually hold out and be nice.  Which will certainly make entertaining them MUCH easier.  Still, doesn’t stop me from wishing we were spending the week in California soaking up Roxy’s sun.  ~wink~

~ xo

Vixen

That brings you good luck and makes all your wishes come true…..

Where to begin….
Day1:
We arrived Thursday morning. PC had business through out the day with investors so we split up after our awesome flight (rolling eyes).  Roxy, her hottie hubbie (Quicksilver) and I, oh….and Phoebe, found a lovely Mexican restaurant where we could sit on the balcony.  Us girls (Phoebe included) basked in the sun, while Quicksilver chose a shadier spot of the table and we drank SUPER YUMMY margaritas.  The Rio-like margs, TDF (but almost yummier bc they have more flavors!).  I think the food was pretty okay too, but honestly after my 2nd margarita I’m not really sure nor do I think I cared much. (Yeah……)

Caedyn….Kiya’s twin sister.  If you remember last July I flew her out for Roxy.  They looooove her.  She is a total doll.  It’s uncanny how much *alike* the two girls are!

Once arriving at Roxy’s house I was introduced to Don Ramon.  Which is only, the smoothest, bestest Tequila I’ve ever drank IN.MY.LIFE.  *pushes Patron aside with a huff*

I so want one of these for outside our hot tub…..

We did a bit of hot tubbing with friends then called it a night.

Day 2:
The following day (Friday) we headed up to San Diego for lunch at Hennessy’s.  Which has the worlds BEST Bloody Mary’s.  Roxy and her Hottie Hubbie introduced me to them many, many years ago.  I *heart* that place.

*YUM*


*DOH* Who doesn’t love a cocky rooster?!

After several yummy Bloody Mary’s and lunch we walked the boardwalk on the beach.  There were many locals and spring breakers sunbathing and even some brave souls swimming in the ocean. It was a *beautiful* day but it would have needed to be a HELL of a lot warmer for us girls to be in bikinis.  Roxy and Quicksilver live closer inland, where it’s much warmer.  So while I do love the beach, I’ll take their pool.  ~wink~

A little bit of shopping later we headed back inland where PC treated us girls to the spa to get our nails done.
Showing off our pretty toes.

We ate at a wonderful Italian restaurant that evening.  Three of us shared a bottle of wine…  PC had a giant glass of um…cream, ok, they called it a Cream Soda but pssst…it was cream with a splash of red syrup.  He was the DD that night.  After we had to drive through a check point near their house the boys decided that best.

That night we let loose.  Broke out the Don Ramon again and got the party started……
Tequila and boobs…what better combo?!

Foreground….Quicksilver getting the ‘drinks’ prepared.
Background….Roxy and I being silly???

Us girlies

Blow, er uh, BEER job…. PC sure does look pleased with himself, no?

Wait, better blow er,  beer job. Notice how PC doesn’t seem to mind.  *grins*

PC: “You’re going to do WHAT?!” Bwahahaha….  *giggle*

The boys….

One of the many cool signs they have at their pool….

A boy and two girls…. (yes…rules above apply)

Oh yeah….let the fun begin.  Breakin’ the bubbles out!

Bubbles!

This is what happens when one of you get an ‘idea’ in your head for an HNT shot and then try to execute it.  While drinking tequila.

This is one of the few shots I can show.  *ahem*

Wait for it…….

There she is!  Haha!

Roxy had this awesome idea that Quicksilver and I should ‘re-enact’ a scene from Twilight, the movie.  You know, Bella and Edward- the vampire.  Um yeah…..  Fabulous idea turned out looking like porn. I swear.  *snort* Possibly more to come for HNT (???) We got some cool shots, they are just….um, well.  You’ll see at some point maybe.

Day 3:
Saturday was Roxy’s BIG birthday party.  The weather was FABULOUS.

The hilarious penis brownies one of her friends brought.

So true….  *wicked grin*

Pretty girl Sadie

So.  Our spa ‘fun’ the previous night resulted in Roxy tearing the shit out of her back and my legs (which still look like crap!).  OUCH. (doh)

I don’t have proper documenation of the drinking.  One friend brought almost a 100 jello shooters, as well as Kamazazee’s (puke, barf, gag…it seriously tasted like Lemon Window Cleaner).  Factor in MORE Don Ramon (my new found lover) and beer. Lots and lots of beer……

Honestly, PC drank like a fucking champ.  And then, this is what happens….  *LOL*
(last year…same day….different couch….*snort*)

Happy Birthday Roxy!!!

Funny.

Woot Woot Roxy!

Night time pool fun.

Hot days…cool nights.  Means only one thing- BONFIRES!!!!

Oh no….  Anyone who knows Quicksilver knows where this is headed…..

Oh yeah baby.  He convinces me to trade him bottoms.  There is an ever so slight size difference bwtn him and I
*ahem*

That’s hot. NO?! Hehe…..
(I’m surprised his ‘junk’ is even staying in those bikini bottoms, *lol*)

Day 4:
THE END.  This would be a fabulous place to have a ‘finale’ pic.  But no.  That is literally the last picture that was on my camera. Haha!  The best news was while we woke up tired  and fuzzy most mornings but never really much of a hang over.  Ahh….most awesome thing about Tequila.

Fun times…… I *heart* Roxy and Quicksilver.  Missing them already.  Sigh….

~ xo

Vixen

Without rain, there would be no rainbow.
~G.K. Chesteron

Friday Favorites-
As you’ve noticed, these are thumbnails.  And true to thumbnails, you only are catching a glimpse of the true picture. I do this purposely, bc I want you to GO visit them.  GO see their actual, full size pictures, if you haven’t already, show them some love!

Elle…Kink Unleashed…..  LOVE LOVE LOVE this pic.  Very creative and artsy.  Her BoyToy is standing above her taking the shot and it’s fucking hotter than hell.


Emmy…Right Turn Without Signaling…..  I know my mind was filled with fantastic possibilities after viewing this ~wink~

Evening…In The Light Of Day….. Her blog is private but, if you hadn’t guessed it, she’s MG over at Os’s site.  AND a birthday girl!  I’ve said it many times before but I’ll say it again- this girl ROCKS.  I can only aspire to be half the woman she is.  Seriously.  ROCKS.

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We had a snow day this past week.  70 degrees Monday.  Drizzle at noon on Tuesday which turned into heavy, wet spring snow within the hour.  It DUMPED.  That’s spring for ya.  Here anyways. I knew school would be canceled. I actually went away for the night.  Was surprised by a text from Yummy half way through the day.  A text with an invite….that I wasn’t going to pass up.  Patron and a hotel room.  Mmmm….  See?!  *grins*  Anyway, so being the rockin’ husband and good dad that PC is, he dealt with the kiddos and the snow.  And calling the school cancellation phone line I’d left him the number for.  And getting the kiddos to the bus.  Which never came.  Bc despite the hot line NOT being updated, school really was canceled.  Doh.  But hey, by noon it was sun-shiney and quickly melting.  Told ya, SPRING!

I know I keep teasing about it, and have dropped hints/pics as the week has progressed but fuck, I’ve been a bit busy recuperating playing catch up.  It will post the big recap from Roxy’s birthday get away this weekend, I promise!

In the meantime, it’s my other most favoritest girl in the whole wide world’s birthday.  My sister!  She’s my confidant, partner in crime, fellow lover of Coors Light AND the person who feeds my shoe obsession.  Haha! 

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It’s the weekend and the first official day of the kiddos spring break.  Please oh please let the weather hold out so I can entertain them outdoors more so than INDOORS, or even more so…be stuck at home! 

~ xo

Vixen

A trip to Roxy’s is never with out at least one night of bubbles in the spa…. *wink*

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~ xo

Vixen

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I recently heard that in something like 20 states it’s illegal for a married person to cheat on their spouse.

I think once the court system steps in and starts trying to legislate morality, love and relationships we have a bigger  problem on our hands than the original ‘issue’.  Whether I condone or like cheating has nothing to do with anything.  I don’t think it should be criminalized.  Furthermore, making it illegal isn’t going to make it stop.

What do you think?  Should it be illegal?  And the bigger question in my eyes is….can you legislate morality?

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~ xo Vixen

I can’t even remember what I was even looking for.  Someone emailed me a link and I was following other links of interest and *poof* I stumbled upon one of THE hottest things I’ve ever read.  I’ve discussed my all time favorite scene out of a movie (AKA: one of my biggest fantasies…..), from Derailed.  (You know…the one where Jennifer Aniston and Clive Owen are in a bar and she tells him he wants him to fuck her, he takes her outside the bar, shoves her up against the brick wall of the alley, shoves up her skirt and fucks her right. there.  HOT HOT HOT…) Well.  This totally reminded me of that.  *swoon* I emailed the author, asked permission to re-post and wah-la!

For your enjoyment, I’m sharing.  ~wink~

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“Why is it that I always see men getting blown in alleys and bars?  It’s always some pretty girl kneeling and doing the hard work while he stands there and moans dumb shit over and over again.”

“As oppose to?”

“Oh, I don’t know.  Maybe a guy on his knees for a change?  Maybe, just once, a guy would drag his girlfriend into the bathroom so he can taste that pussy he’s been thinking about all night. Maybe, just once, a guy would stop walking, pull a girl into a dark corner and instead of pushing her to ground she’d push him?”

“I’d eat your pussy in an alley.”

“You’d eat anything in an alley.”

It took me a moment to realize that despite her quick comeback her cheeks were red and her hand was tightly clenching her dress.  I leaned in closer and whispered to her.

“Let’s get out of here,” she finally said as she took me by the hand and pulled me out of the bar.  I wasn’t sure what she was thinking and I definitely wasn’t sure what she was going to do. When we turned into the park I got excited and she started to walk faster.  Somehow the lights got dimmer, and before I realized it we were hidden in shadows. We stopped walking and she let go of my hand.  She looked up at me, and her face changed.

“Kneel.”

The ground was hard on my knees but she leaned back against the stone wall and grabbed my hair tightly.  She pulled me towards her and as she started to slide up the hem of skirt I realized how badly I wanted it.  There was nothing in the world I wanted more than to taste her.  I wanted to devour her until she came and I wanted to do it now.

When her skirt rose to her hips and I could see the blue cotton beneath it, my wanting became almost impossible.  I kissed her just at the top of blue and slid my fingers under the elastic.  She gripped my hair tighter and with two hands I slid the cotton off her hips and down to the ground.  I had never seen anything so perfect, and I moaned as I pressed my lips to her flesh.  My hands found her thighs as she arched her back, pushing herself to me until I tasted her for the first time.

I pushed her thighs wider and pulled her against my mouth as I ran my tongue over her.  I opened her wider with fingers and then pressed two of them inside her.  Her clit rolled beneath my lips and tongue until I found just the right place to keep her moaning.  She held my head tightly and I worked my fingers in and out  as I kissed her. She was sweet and salty and tasted of sex that I could only dream of.  I wrapped one arm around her and pulled her harder against my mouth as my nails dug into her ass.  I pressed my tongue against her and she stifled moans into the warm night sky.

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When she finally came I thought I might drown.  I didn’t stop anything, and her trembling made me want even more.  I could feel her clench around my fingers and shiver beneath my tongue, and I continued kissing and sucking until my muscles exhausted and she finally slumped back against the wall.  I fell over next to her and she reached down and ran fingers through my hair as I sat there on the ground.

“Now that, is what I’m fucking talking about.”

—Guy New York

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Vixen

 ”Everything ends.  Life ends. It doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy it.”

Ha, I enjoyed the hell out of life this weekend.  I’ll be catching up on sleep for the next month!  Doh.  I will also be spending the next week day or so going through the almost 400 pictures I took.  Yes, I’m a picture whore but we had *THAT* much fun.  Many are um….not just NSW but not safe for my site  *snort*  I will pull together a fun recap though.

I mentioned we brought Phoebe with us.  I haven’t left her for more than a few hours since we brought her home at 8wks and now didn’t seem the best time to end that.  She traveled like a trooper, despite the cunt of a flight attendant that was flat out nasty to me. 

Look Bitch, I’m sorry you don’t like your job, I’m sorry you are bitter that Southwest allows dogs on their flights and for whatever reason you hate dogs….and people too apparently…but how about you dust off your people skills, pull whatever rod is shoved up your ass and try a teensy tinsy bit harder to be like…NICE. 

*grumble grumble*
Anyway.  Phoebe loved California and really took to Roxy and her family.

I’ll leave you with 3 pics from the trip.  As a teaser…hehe.

More to come!  Happy Monday!!!

~ xo

Vixen