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I’m sure when adults enter into relationships/sexual encounters outside their marriages, everyone has different expectations.  Of what they are looking for, what they desire, what they need, of what they want.  I read a very wide spectrum of blogs.  It’s very easy to see that what one person wants and is hoping to achieve is not the same as the next blog in my feeder I click to.  And it’s pretty fair to say that what the next five bloggers are desiring is probably different from one another….and in turn from me.

I think I am very honest and up front with people I potentially may date- about what I am looking for, who I am and what I have to offer (and not offer…).  Because it’s not unclear in my mind, I feel I am able to present this quite clearly.  I’m not wishy washy about my needs, wants or desires.

But yet….here I am.  Wondering how it can be so difficult to find someone who fits the bill!  I don’t want a fuckbuddy.  I don’t enjoy NSA sex, in fact, I’m fairly incapable of it.  I’m the first to admit it.  I have a family that is fairly time consuming, I live on a farm with a bazillion animals that are definitely very time consuming, I also have a sissy cuck husband that I am in love with and am in no fashion looking to replace (which it’s amazing the amount of people I meet who can’t wrap their mind around that….).  I have a certain amount of time I can make myself available for someone else.  And it does require some planning and forethought.  I guess I want a glorified FWB….I enjoy the friendship aspect.  I also enjoy the ‘benefits’ aspect.  I am an emotional, affectionate creature. Hell.  Ok.  I’m looking for a boyfriend.  PC is the first one that suggested that’s what he thought I was looking for, and well, right, it’s true.

Spring Flower wrote a post a bit ago….about refusing to feel like an after thought.  That it doesn’t require 50 emails/phone calls/texts every day but KEEP IN TOUCH.  She called it a ‘constant flow of little things’.  And I’m so totally with her on this! It’s a small amount of upkeep that goes a super long ways.  I’m not entirely emotionally needy (hey I said *entirely*…snort) but I need a ‘something’ here and there.  I need to feel you’re into me.  And if you are, it shouldn’t be that difficult to show.  Right?  Hmm….

Anyway.  Just thinking aloud because I’ve been frustrated a bit about this recently.  I actually did have a fabulous weekend.  I heard from who I really wanted to… *huge grins* Brownie points! *wink*  And PC and I had several incredible dates. 

So.  Yeah. 
Enjoy your Monday!

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~ xo

Vixen

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Dear Martini,

I do love you.  A lot.  Probably more than I should.  The first date was incredible.  You let my inhibitions down.  We had fabulous conversation with my date.  I rocked the short flirty dress with the high socks and tall boots.  You made me swoon.  I jumped PC the minute we walked through the door.  It was HOT.  And amazing.

But then you took me on that second date.  Which I admit, started out fabulously.  Another short flirty dress, this one pink, with the awesome Betsey Johnson socks that have ruffles and bows (squeal!), again paired with boots.  At first I was disappointed that you weren’t going to show.  But the bartender assured me you were and when you did…Mmmm…..heavenly.  More flirting.  More fun conversation.  And then we were having so much fun I agreed to three of you.  I mean, hell, the two of you that other night were so….perfectly delicious.  How could I say no?!  You are pretty enticing. 

*sigh*

And that is where the problems arose.  Because, man, that is a hell of a lot of Vodka.  We began disagreeing before we even left the pub (that I love btw, whether you are there or not).  I knew you’d been too pushy.  The ride home was dicey.  By the time we got home….ugh.  There was no jumping PC once inside.  I don’t even remember walking in the door.

I’ll just be straight with you.  I didn’t appreciate the way you treated me.  I mean, it’s not my favorite passing out cold on my bed…face down, with my boots and coat still on.  *ahem*  So, I have to break up with you.  Don’t even try to talk me out of it.  Don’t call me.  Don’t write.  It would just make things more difficult and tempting to  want to see you again.

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~ xo

Vixen

We lay intertwined…naked.  In the dark.  My head on his chest.  His hand on my back, tracing my backbone.  As we talk.  About life, happenings….day to day stuff.  Our pasts.  Hopes and dreams. Very random. 

Almost inaudibly it escapes my lips- I’m into you.


Him- It’s apparent.


Me- ….Oh?  Apparent how? (feeling my cheeks burning…blushing)


Him- When we are together, the way you breathe when I hug you or roll over to find you in the morning


Me- Oh.  Right.  …I’m that transparent.  I guess I don’t really try to hide it.


Him- And you shouldn’t.  I also like to notice these things.


Me- Well…sometimes you make me melt.


Him- Melt is good.


Me- Yes.


Him- I’m glad i can do that for you…I do enjoy our time together

It was…nice.  Comfortable.  And.

Defining.

Our conversation came to a pause.  He put his hand on my chin, tilting my face up to his.  It was too dark to see his expression, his eyes.  He kisses me.  Gently at first.  Then increasingly more intense.  More demanding.

He turns so that he’s pressing into me.  I can feel him.

With out removing his lips from mine he rolls on top of me.  His weight an instant arousal.  He pulls away, his hand moving to the small of my back.  My hips ache to meet his.  Then.  That moment.  Of instant fullness, as he moves slowly…deeper…  Overwhelmed with extreme pleasure and desire for more.  A small gasp escapes from my lips….as I melt.

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Have a fabulous Tuesday!

~ xo

Vixen

We all do what we do to get by, to make ourselves happy. And the ways in which we go about doing it may not be the same for each person.
*shrug*

It’s also amazing what we learn about ourselves as we go through life.

Good stuff.

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Lets see….  Ironically, I went from having a handful of boys I was dating- seeing how things might pan out (ie…could call on them at any moment to go out) to nothing.  Nada.  No one.  Interesting turn of events.  Besides one individual in particular *ahemAshtonahem* (who if he would just stop being so busy, I wouldn’t even care about wasting my time with these other boys….humpf), it’s really all by choice.  Abercrombie shot himself in the foot, which really was probably for the best. I was trying to make the best of something that wasn’t entirely what I was wanting it to be.  New guy, Biff (I know I haven’t spoken of him here yet….I wasn’t sure if it would turn into something worth even talking about) pursued me so hard I was wary I had found myself a new stalker.  (I like to be chased…not stalked)  He went from Mr. In My Face 24/7 to …:::crickets:::…  Hmm….weird.  After blowing me off after we’d made plans to go on a date Saturday night I decided it was probably for the best.  I kind of almost think I was trying to talk myself into liking him.  He was the first guy I’ve dated that was near my own age (I mean, besides PC, lol).  And interestingly enough, what I found was that I was completely uncomfortable and not my usual flirty, fun, carefree self around him.  Doh…go figure.  For whatever reason, I’m a lot more comfortable being me around boys the much younger men I’ve encountered.

Anyway.  Despite being blown off, PC stepped in to wine and dine me.  Key words being Brazilian cuisine and Capriaskas….MMMmmmmm….  Gotta hand it to the love of my life, for being a sissy, he really knows how to show a gal a good time.  *grins*  Also got to wear the hot outfit I had planned for Mr. Stand Up Guy.  *tossing that guy to the side*  PC gushed appreciatively.  The night ended dominating his ass…exactly how I would have hoped.  *smirk*

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The giggle PC gave me Sunday while discussing something…

“Put your big girl panties on, ok wait, go put some panties on.”

*snort*

He says I need to be fucked.  I do.  Damnit.  I really do.

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Alrighty people.  Happy Monday…enjoy!

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~ xo

Vixen

Friday Favorites-

Click the links and show the girls some love if you haven’t already!

Emmy…Right Turn Without Signaling…..

Cheeky Minx…Love Hate Sex Cake…..


Jas…Evocative Abyss…..

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Because it entertains me every week, I thought I would share once again the awesomeness that turned up in my AFF inbox.  I could actually make this a new feature.  Haha…

i would love to do for you what your husband cant we should get together and go find us another female to share what do you think i can even host

Well.  Hmm….  While I guess I kind of ok, not really at all appreciate him trying to address the whole cuckhold issue (…ish, bc honestly that direct propositioning turns me off), I’m pretty sure I never (EVER!) mentioned wanting to be hit up for a threesome.  But- OMG he can host!!!  [said in a super high pitched, valley girl-like voice while jumping up and down]  *rolling eyes*

I did get a hit from a woman….married, looking for similar things as I am.  Now if only she were  anywhere remotely near my age (again, I simply can not find myself attracted to someone near my mother’s age).

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On with the randomness I  seem to be full of come Friday…..

LM stayed home sick for the two days this week with Croup.  Poor kiddo.  And come late afternoon the second day he was home….poor Mommy.  Doh.  (seriously!)  Luckily by day 3 he was ready to go back to school and has been all sorts of energy since then.

Our weather has been phenomenal.  I can’t remember the last fall we had that was this mild and amazing.  I am *LOVING* it.  When the weather finally does change it will be a huge disappointment.  You might find me huddled in a corner rocking back and forth.  I *heart* Indian Summers.

School pictures are Friday.  I helped the kiddos pick out outfits.  LP was simple….she’s as girly as I am and has a fabulous wardrobe.  LM on the other hand….I suggested what I thought he should wear.  And he announces- I’ve been waiting for this moment all year long to wear my Tux!  *sigh*  Yeah…..my son is Alex P. Keaten.  He wears vests, bowties and tuxedos…..on a regular, every day basis.

Oh.  And have I mentioned he’s going to be Freddy Kruegar for Halloween?  Oh yeah….  Haha.  Seriously, he is so freakin’ cool.

Kiddos school carnival is Friday night.  It’s always pretty….interesting at these school functions.  I get along incredibly well with the teachers and staff and about so-so with the other parents (albeit a handful).  Fun fun fun!

TGIF….Happy Friday!

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~ xo

Vixen

My top 10 9 hottest, most favorite sexual adventures…..
***in no particular order***

1.  Balcony of a 4 star hotel in downtown, overlooking a major highway about midnight on a Friday night.  Heavy traffic.  Summer night, air heavy with heat and slight humidity.  Completely naked, bent over the railing. 

2. Lake McCanaughay.  Middle of the night.  Skinny dipping.  Two naked forms, silhouetted by the moonlight….for hours.  The electricity between us so intense the cold water didn’t even phase us. 

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3. A night club hallway. I wrote about it HERE.

4. Lake Powell.  Under the moonlight.  Sleeping bags.  Kissing, making out, touching for hours….followed by intense, insane sex….the type where both your bodies are so sensitive to the touch it’s as if your skin is on fire.  Shivers sent down your spine at her very breath…

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5. Hotel.  Hours….upon hours of kissing, touching, caressing, exploring. 
(I had pretty much fallen head over heels but after this weekend…totally, completely)

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6. Being bent over, in front of an official looking building- downtown, dress thrown over my ass, sans panties…his hands on my hips, being fucked hard.  (Remember?)

7. Pool at Hedonism III, broad daylight.  Completely naked.  Completely occupied pool.

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8. In a restaurant restroom, with HER.

9. A ski resort, late at night.  We had been at a bar at the base of the mountain, listening to a band.  We walked up one of the slopes, the snow making machines were blowing.  My back pushed against a pine tree, him supporting my weight, one of my legs wrapped around his waist, his mouth pressed against my neck and ear breathing heavily into it.

10. I decided….. why limit myself to 10?!  *wicked grins*

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Have a fabulous Tuesday!

~ xo

Vixen

I should forward this to Abercrombie.  Maybe he’ll get a clue.  For the next girl.  Haha…. 
 
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Randomness…

I came down with an awful stomach bug late Thursday night that took me out most of Friday.  Blech.  Nothing squelches a kid free weekend like a stomach bug.  But after sleeping almost ten hours I woke up Saturday morning feeling refreshed and up for some fun.  So PC and I had a date night.  I had a sexy slip dress I’d been dying to have an occasion to wear out. We saw a movie (so so good but tissues are a must!) and then dinner at one of my most favoritest restaurants.  Several glasses of wine for me.  A beer for him (doesn’t take much to cause him to catch a buzz….such a sissy lightweight *smirk*). 

A fabulous night that ended in some hot fun.  *wicked grins*

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Got the kiddos back Sunday and spent the afternoon at my sisters house.  Both our costumes are complete now so we spent the time comparing notes on final plans for the ‘big day’ (yes that would be Halloween for any newbies out there) and gabbing.  She also makes the most kick ass Bloody Mary’s.  One of my most favorite ways to spend Sundays is with her.  *happy sigh*

So.  Here we are at Monday.  Let the fun begin

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~ xo

Vixen

Friday Favorites:

Click the links and show the girls come love if you haven’t already!

The Secretive Writer.….


Elle…Kink Unleashed…..

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Adventures in dating….
I’ve decided I really should write a book on my recent dating experiences.  (Which until my mid thirties were actually fairly uneventful, haha)  The people I have encountered, the experiences….  Wow.  Just like…WOW.  Just got to shake my head a lot of the times.  *snort*

This week I was contacted by a fairly good looking guy in his early 30′s.  For whatever reason he decided what I really needed was a dominant male to tell me what to do, for me to be his ‘good slut’.  Um.  Yeah, that’s not how this Vixen plays.  Liking a male who can be a bit dominant (Ashton was dreamy in this department) is nice.  I like and am very domme with PC.  Which is exactly how I like our relationship to be *smirk*, it thrives on that dynamic.  So to be with someone else who likes to take a bit of the control…kind of fun.  To be bossed around and demanded of shit….oh hell no.  Completely wrong tactic with me, it has an adverse effect actually. I even explained this to him, trying to get him to back off a ton bit.  But it became apparent this wasn’t going to work.  See ya…

And Abercrombie completely blew it with me.  It was a tad bit weird annoying to not hear from him for 4 days, even when I tried to contact him.  Which ok, whatever.  But then when he did and I was past the point of irritated and responded a bit snarky to him.  He took this…attitude.  Turning it around on me.  Acting like I was being a clingy (which OMG I am the last thing from), head case just because I hadn’t heard from.  Then says “Oh yeah…I think I remember a text from you but forgot to respond.  My bad”.  Yes.  Yes my dear now scorned friend, YOUR BAD which equates to YOUR LOSS.  *humpf*  Needless to say he’s gotten the cold shoulder since.

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Kiddos had most of the week off of school for parent/teacher conferences.  Leaving things quite busy and hectic on my end.  Luckily at least the weather has been decent so that a good amount of time could be spend outside.  Although I did find myself cursing the sun going down at 6:30 when I would have loved for the children to have spent another several hours OUT rather than cooped up IN.

I’ve become a SAHsurrogateM to five puppies who are now 5 weeks old and E.V.E.R.Y.W.H.E.R.E.  SO high maintenance.  SO much work.  Although not complaining, I adore every minute of it.  Ok…maybe less so the moments at 3am….  (yawn..lol)  But they grow up/develop so fast.  As much work as they are, I will surely miss them when they go off to their new homes.

The kiddos are spending a few days with their Grandma for some fun.  Which means an entire adult- fun filled weekend for PC and I to ourselves.   Oh the trouble me might find ourselves in….  *wicked grins*

Enjoy your weekend!!!  The countdown continues for the biggest night of the year (HALLOWEEN!!!!) 16 days to be exact and AND AND the big fabulous Vegas trip with Barefoot Dreamer- squeeeeeeel…..17 to be exact!  *soooogiddy*

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~ xo

Vixen

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You put the car into park. Prepared to get out.

I lean in to kiss you.  Pulling your face to mine.  My hands on your cheeks. 

Gently. Then forcefully. Biting your lip playfully. You try to pull away. …I won’t allow you to.

I climb into your lap. Pulling my dress up around my hips. Pushing my bare heels under your thighs.

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My hands behind your neck. Pulling you closer.

Your hands on my ass. I can feel your thumb pressing into my ass cheek, fingers from your other hand against the thin lace of my panties.

I had momentarily considered taking them off earlier and decided not to. Because I had purposely wanted to feel your fingers against the lace.

I grind my weight into you.  Pushing against you.  Grinding. Feeling how you respond.  How incredibly hard you are.  Deliciously so.

I’m loving the power I feel over you.

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Have a fabulous Tuesday!

~ xo

Vixen

~Gray’s Anatomy

I can’t sleep when he’s not here.

No matter how ‘cuck’ our relationship may be.  What adventures and paths I may adventure down.  I want him next to me.  I came in from an incredibly hot (HOT) encounter with Abercrombie….  Cold.  Needy. Exhausted.  Spent.

I woke him from the other room…  I wanted to snuggle into him.  My body fitting exactly perfect within his. I needed his warmth.  His body to entangle within mine.

I needed comfort.  And that is what he gave me.  What he provides me with.

I love him, insanely, intensely so….because of this.  I need him.  To be mine.

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~ xo

Vixen