He greeted me with a kiss when I arrived, pulling away only so that I could put down my things.  Wrapping his arms around my waist, there was small talk…catching up…with short intermissions to allow for our lips to meet again, kissing in between the chit chat.  He pulls away to offer me a beer.  I take a drink from it as it he pulls me back into his arms.  Kissing my neck, whispering appreciatively how much he likes the silk cami I am wearing. 

Walking slowly backwards, his lips meet mine…becoming increasingly more intense and demanding. 

I blindly place the beer on the counter top, our lips never parting, as we make our way into his bedroom.  Clothing coming off, hastily.

Naked. Him on his back.  Kneeling above him.  Laying kisses down his chest, his abs.  My tongue on his inner thigh.  He lifts my hair away from my face.

Mentioning how he wishes he had a camera…to capture that moment.  “So hot….” he murmurs

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Vixen

I don’t pay much attention to my stat counter, but it is funny/entertaining to occasionally browse the searches that bring people here….

*vixen good in bed?
I had no idea people were doing searches on how I was in bed.  Much less that that kind of information could be discovered on the net!

*lake mcconaughy nude beach
Nope. It’s not. I know. I’ve been enough times.  Maybe that was the confusion, they must have been there when my friends and I were.  (haha)

*laying on beach pulls my tit out sucking
*shaking head*  I don’t even know where to begin with this one….

*porn fuck me estes park
It’s actually a quaint little mountain town.  Not sure how much ‘porn’ is going on up there. (interestingly enough this is the *second time* this search has come up  ????)

*hotwife bar
I know of a lot of bars but not sure of this particular one.

*two naughty girls touching
I think the more appropriate search for this would be “VEGAS”…. *snicker*

*What does drunk texting look like
Give me your number, I’ll let you know next Friday night.

*mistress or fwb
Technically isn’t a mistress someone who is dating/fucking a married man???? Which I’m not.   IDK…if this were Facebook I’d say- “it’s complicated”

*hedonism resort dick sucking contest
This must be new.  They didn’t have this contest the several times I’ve been there.

*i’m a marine lets fuck
Well….I don’t fuck just any Marine.  It just happened to be that one.

*circumcised/uncircumcised
um…..very certain this is not something I’ve ever mentioned or debated here.  But man, they scoured my site looking for answers!

*dressed nude
doesn’t this seem a bit like an oxymoron????

*this coupon is good for one free bitch slap
Awesome.  I know several people I could use this on.

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Ms. Emma is doing fabulous.  Probably a bit too fabulous.  Between being hopped up on pain meds and her peppy young age she’s a rearin’ to go.  It’s been a challenge keeping her activity even somewhat reduced.  But it’s so so so good to see her happy suneshiney self back.  She’s a resilient little girl.

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Kiddos have had the last five days off of school due to P/T conferences and the holiday.  They spent a good portion of it with family.  Which they loved and also left me with quite a bit of time to myself and with PC.  Which was…. nice and a bit welcomed.  PC worked from home most of last week, which enabled us to spend some quality time together before he went away on a business trip.  It was good for the mind and soul to have some ‘me’ time to cope with Emma, my emotions, life issues/changes…..  Changes are amidst.  I’ll share as I’m comfortable/able to/come to terms with.

And….Johnny and I were finally able to spend some time together again.  *swoon*  (I say ‘finally’ bc it felt as if it had been forever…even though it probably hadn’t been.  He’s been sneaking into my daily thoughts more and more….hmm) 

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Remember back in July when I finally got The Os Shirt in my possession?!  Oh the debauchery Roxy and I were determined to expose it to!  A better/full recap of its adventures are finally up on The Os Shirt site!  Fully encourage you to check it out.  *wicked grins*

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Ok, well so, enjoy your Monday!!!

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~ xo

Vixen

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It had been several weeks….  The minute I walked in the door he met me, quickly taking me in greedily…with his eyes and then his arms yes….  My coat still on.  A carefully planned outfit underneath (short dress…slip…boots…).  Kissing me.  Hard. Intensely.  I feel his breathing quicken.  Mine catching as well. 

His hands on my breasts.  Then underneath my dress.  I could feel the pressure of his fingers against the lace of my panties…

Yes….

At the same moment… we realized my coat was still on, with his help it was peeled off not quickly enough.  Discarded at my feet.  He pulled my dress up, to unclasp my bra.  Making it clear he wanted it undone…but my dress left on.

Soon he was behind me, kissing my neck.  As I tilted it to the side. 

I could hear him undoing his belt.  Then his jeans falling to the floor…around his ankles.  With his mouth still on my neck, he pushed me forward.  Over the bed.  Shoving my dress up over my hips…  Pulling my lace panties aside with his hand, his mouth on me.  Tasting me.  Reveling in his hot breath in between my thighs, against ME.  Then he was inside me.  Fucking me.  Hard.  Determined.  Filling me.

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Vixen

2010 Recap- Yes yes, I know. It’s actually almost February and I’m just now (finally!) getting it up (snicker).  It’s been mostly finished for weeks. I considered just ditching the entire thing and then realized how much I had invested already.  So yeah….here ya go.  It’s been quite a year.

***FYI, click on the highlighted links to see original posts

January….

My sister, Roxy and I prepped for our first girls only trip to viva Las Vegas.

We spent four days in -Sin City partying it up doing it up right our second night in with table service at The Rok and pulling an all nighter….10:00 am was the time in I believe.

I met Young Marine and so began my new found interest in….boys.

February….

I divulge PC and mine idea of delving into cuckholding.  The road that has brought us here.  Ok so, I open up more about my private life.

Vegas was so fun and my stunningly sexy friend Lolita was so bummed she’d missed the trip, what did I do???  WENT TO VEGAS AGAIN! (for a night…yeah I know….a NIGHT, haha)

PC writes his first post…explaining the path that led us to consider cuckholding.  And follows it with a post called “Pandora’s Box”.

My Young Marine flew in for the wkend.  We had a whirlwind two day fuck fest tryst.

Old Spice released THE. BEST. COMMERCIAL ever!

PC decides after my weekend with YM that I need a local someone. To see regularly.  He sees how much I enjoy the exhilaration and scours Craigslist.  Where he finds Ashton (aka- Tall Glass of Yummy).  And we hit it off immediately.  That *click* PC recognizes I need and the only way I can be interested in someone…is instantaneous.  And so the adventures of Ashton and I begin (and continue for the next year).

March….

My sister and I attend Cheesefest 2010 go see Bon Jovi in concert.

I’m turned onto La Senza….the best lingerie store E.V.E.R (thanks Elle!)

PC’s and mine relationship is on a learning curve.  I try to explain our relationship and what makes it work a bit more….to everyone else.

I introduce “The Nineteen Year Old Hottie”….a girl I had a summer fling with before she went off to college.

PC and I head to California for Roxy’s annual Birthday Bash!  Donnie….*swoon*…. (Don Ramon Tequila for newbies *wink*)

April….

Spring comes…*yay*!!!  And with it the worst allergies I’ve ever experienced *groan*

Learn that if Ashton were Superman, his Kryptonite would be Brazilian Rum.  *ahem*

After years of playing TMI Tuesday, in it’s place I introduce (to my site) Tuesday Trysts.

My head space falters.  PC suggests that a good dose of sunshine, tequila and Roxy will fix that (it did…  *grins*).  So off to Roxy-ville I go.

After numerous Dr appointments and living with my pyschotic PMDD symptoms for an eternity years.  I go in for out-patient Endometrial Ablation surgery to be ‘fixed’.  And have an awful, awful time recovering… (gah)

Marriages take work (duh)….focus, focus, focus.  PC still makes my heart go aflutter.

May….

Trolls suck.  BFD has one attack her for being a mom AND a sexual being *gasp!!!* and I rant.

I delve into the idea behind NRE (New Relationship Energy)….and lust.  And finally see Ashton again after the surgery that laid me out for weeks.  I think we saw a movie (kinda…*wicked grins*).

Mothers Day.  *happy sigh* PC rocked it in a serious way.  Making my heart go pitter patter.  Amazing day.

Drama pops up in regards to RL bullshit.  I don’t handle stress.  Or drama.  very well….  Dealing with anxiety issues.

Off to Roxy-ville again.  Sunshine, tequila and Roxy….  *happy sigh* Snowboard gear poolside- screams southern California, no?!  Hehe….

June….

After much obsessing, I went and got my 8th tattoo!  Not my most impressive, but definitely one of my most meaningful.

I make a confession.  I’m incapable of swallowing.  Not for lack of trying. I just. can. not. do. it.  But I promise I make up for it in other ways!

PC’s son came to spend the month with us.  And it rained.  And rained.  And….raaaaaaaaaaained.

I run into my pool crush.  A girl I became friends with years before.  The Real L Word starts up!  *YAY!*  PC says one of the girls reminds him of me.  Hey, but wait, she’s a player!  Oh….damn.

But wait. I’m not so much a ‘player’….I’m an equal opportunity flirter!  Ha!  I promise if I dig you, you WILL know it.  Even if I suck at showing it enough sometimes.  (I’ve actually worked on this and improved upon it…I do learn from my mistakes).

A list of the 9 most awesomest places to have sex!  And their consequences (doh). Ok…so I maybe don’t completely agree…

July….

PC and I head to Roxyville to celebrate the 4th of July.  WOOT!  And, and, aaaaaaaaaaand with a special surprise in tow.  THE OS SHIRT!!!  After years of begging asking I finally get it in my possession.  We took full advantage of involving it in all sorts of debauchery.  *smirk*

Stupid funk.  Again. (seriously…..come on already….sigh)

Someone (ahemBFDahem) has a birthday!  I celebrate by making her er, um, cupcakes.  *wicked grins*

I discover my song.  The best song.  Ever.  *happy sigh*

We make our annual trip the The Ren Festival.

Many life changes….PC’s work schedule changes and we both try to figure out how to make ‘the new us’ work.  It’s scary.
It’s exciting.  But at the end of the day….I love him with all my
heart.

With the help of PC, we come to the realization of what might be causing my sudden onset of awful ‘funks’.  Introduce “HAPPY PILLS” and Psycho-Hot-Mess-No-More.  Yay!!!!

August….

PC and I celebrate our anniversary, I don’t know what he was thinking when he proposed to me.  But damn…I’m one lucky girl! *grins*

I have a Facebook Fan Page!  Wait…you didn’t know?!  Wha?!?!  Look in my sidebar, click “LIKE”, you know you wanna!  It’s a super easy way to follow me!

I take one last trip to Roxyville.  My monthly visits through out the summer helped my head space in such a serious way.  Roxy and I take a super hot photo shoot.  *wicked grins*

PC does some experimenting of his own…..  *winkwinksmirk*

I confront several issues I’ve been putting off.  Roxy’s coin-marked phrase ‘being in Ostrich-mode’ needs to come to an end.  *sigh*

I contemplate the idea of a MMF threesome.  Hmm……  An idea that used to repulse me is sounding rather intriguing now.  Wow how a girl can change in a year.  First I reconsider swearing off all men (thanks to the encouragement from the love of my life…PC) and next I’m fantasizing about being with two men!  Ha…who knew?!

Kiddos go back to school.  The pool closes for the season.  Summer is officially coming to an end.  (whaaa….)

We all have skeletons in our closet.  Mine chose to peek out.  And sometimes we open ourselves up to people and then later realize how much we actually exposed of ourselves….and wish we could take it all back.  So as not to feel so vulnerable.  And raw.

September….

I talk about my dating experiences with different dating sites.  Ashton set that freakin bar high- HIGH.  My quest to find someone even remotely comparable begins.  If nothing else, good blog fodder! (haha)

I become sick.  Not just ‘kind of sick’…I know how to do sick up RIGHT.  Over 6 weeks of being sick with a kick ass (and not in a good way) respiratory infection.  Fuck. Me.

The same day that my little girl turns 11 *gasp!* the stork delivers 5 babies to our house….3 little boys and 2 sweet girls.  I officially become a SAHM to Daisy’s second litter of pups.

PC and I continue to discuss our ‘rules’.  The only way this ‘thing’…with my playing…will work is with rules.  And constant, extremely open conversations.

After quite a few dates that can be summed up with- wha whaa waaaaaa…….  I meet Abercrombie/The Mechanic.  He’s no Ashton, that’s for sure (sigh….damnit) and he’s definitely only interested in a FB but…..hey.

PC celebrates a birthday!

Roxy and her stud of husband, Quicksilver, come into town to celebrate my birthday!  WOOT WOOT…. My sister and many of our other friends  join us downtown for margaritas and Coyote Ugly to party like rockstars.  *huge grins*

October….

Google me!  Or rather, I’m going to google YOU.  I never date someone who isn’t google-able.  I respect a person that introduces themselves as the real deal.

A close long time friend and I have to part ways because his wife is uncomfortable with him and I remaining friends because of who I am.  Sigh….bummed.

It’s getting hot in here!  My top 10 9 hottest, most favorite sexual adventures  to date!

Car sex is hot. Just sayin….

I love him.  He’s mine.  I need him.  We’re good together.  He makes me *comfortable*.

Just to reitterate- I live my life with the volume on loud.  I make no bones about who I am and how I like to live my life.  If it’s too hot in the kitchen, get out.

Abercrombie, the new boy toy found in September, fucks up.  Whatever. *cold shoulder*

I make #6 of the Best Sex Bloggers of 2010.  *WOO HOO*

THE EXOTIC BALL!!!! Sis and I go as Angels, PC as Hitgirl.  Super fun times….

November…..

Vegas Baby…uh huh.  BFD and I head to Sin City for five days, Coyote Ugly never knew what hit them *wink*
Sigh.  Swoon. …:::memories:::….

One of PC’s best quotes-
“It’s like being married to a flight attendant. You come home long enough to do your laundry and recharge before heading out again.“ (ha!)

I’ve met someone one…new.  Kind of on the sly I begin mentioning him.  The exotic ball….  Vegas….  *wicked grins*

Celebrate this blog’s 4th Blogaversary!  My my how things have changed since I began blogging 5 1/2 years ago.

I wonder sometimes if my expectations are too high.  Of the type of relationship I’m seeking…  I don’t know.  I just want to know that you’re into me!  You know?!

Mmm…..holiday flavored Martini’s woo me.  Oy.  Too much so.  I decide I have to break up.

(I miss her)

December….

Hottest. video. E.V.E.R……  Damn.  Girl knows how to work it. ...taking notes…

Bloglines announces it’s closing it’s doors.  Bummed.

Bloglines announces they are no longer closing it’s doors but rather have been acquired.  Oh.  But wait, with a few minor changes.  Annoyed.  Bye bye….

Sometimes life gets in the way.  You have to work at the sparkle!  (((PC)))

Vixen’s Bucket List of sexploits-

“I’m a try-sexual. I’ll try anything once.”
~Samantha (Sex and the City)

Luscious Lush.  Yes.  Hello, this is me.

Two words- Turtleneck Season.  Ashton says anyways…  *wicked grins*

Sometimes I wonder if I’m emotionally slutty.  Never mind.  I am.  I share too much and usually too soon.  Like blurting out my feelings to someone in such a way that they feel uncomfortable.  Direct much?  Sigh…hello.  This is me.

Temperatures yo-yo all over the fucking place.  Near 60′s one week.  Twenty below the next.

My list of the past years “Best of the Best HNT’s“.

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We’ve come a long ways baby.  *wink* Cheers….here’s to a new year!

~ xo

Vixen

~ Mae West

Friday Favorites-

France…Sometimes The World Begins…..

Elle…Kink Unleashed…..


Mama Still Wears Gucci…..

Barefoot Dreamer (I didn’t catch her before she went out of town to give me her pic, so you just have to go check her out for yourself!)

Remember thumbnails are only teasers, if you haven’t done so already go over and show them some love. Go on now- SCOOT!

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As you might have noticed, I haven’t been mentioning AFF much (ok, at all).  I actually hadn’t been on AFF for quite some time (and then it was just to delete the email build up) and finally this week I disabled my account.  There’s a reason for this, I have no need or desire to continue looking.  I’m good.

My profile was Female for Female (F4F), despite 4 years of searching, I hadn’t given up my search for that *one special girl*.  Then something happened.  Or rather SHE happened.  And Vegas with HER happened (*swoon*).   Pretty much since August I had kind of known I wasn’t searching anymore…  I wish she lived closer (desperately so) but she doesn’t (damnit)…..we both agree though that somehow we’ll make it work.  I’m just not someone who dates and ‘hooks up’ with random people, I never have been.  I’m not capable of it and I don’t enjoy it.  So while the distance is a bitch, I’m much too smitten with her to desire being with any other female.

On a different note.  I did actually meet a guy on AFF that I’ve been seeing regularly for the past 3 months.  Funny thing about having a F4F profile.  It doesn’t stop all guys from responding.  There are two camps of men who will respond to a F4F profile.  The dumbasses who don’t even read your profile and hit you up (usually crudely and distastefully so) and then the ones that actually have a tendency to catch my attention.  They are the particularly outgoing/adventurous ones who have the -“Hell, I’ll give it a shot” attitude (which I kind of admire, bc I think I possess this trait as well).  They notice it’s a F4F profile, and mention it in their initial email.  Along with some coercement (…I know this isn’t a word, add it to my list of made up words) of why I should consider giving them a chance to at least wine and dine me.

Which is how I met Johnny (not his real name- duh, not sure I’ll stick with it- he just happens to look a bit like Johnny from the original Karate Kid movie, according to PC).  I rarely respond to people on AFF.  It takes a lot to wow me with an email so that I feel even remotely like there could be a click.  And I sat on his for a quite awhile before responding.  When I finally did, we immediately clicked.  A bit like how Ashton and I did.  I knew after my initial correspondence with Ashton that there was a *significant* CLICK.  Similar feeling with Johnny.  This was back in October.  PC has met him and approves of him (he actually went out with PC, my sister and I to the Exotic Ball on Halloween).  He’s closer to my age (definitely for the best….the boys I was meeting -Ashton excluded- were killing me with their immaturity and games), is interested in the same type ‘thing/relationship’ I am (not a FB or complete NSA…which I’m mostly incapable of, much less desire), super funny, super cute and we really enjoy our time together.  Bonus all around.

Ashton and I remain in contact and I value our friendship tremendously.  He’s an amazing guy.  But his life is complicated and busy.

I couldn’t write all this without boasting/mentioning/gushing over the most important person in my life….PC.  The last month or so has been the best ever for us.  Some changes were made between us over the summer, not just between us, but personal ones as well.  We have been communicating better, getting along super well and just been over all incredibly balanced.  Which over all makes me super happy.  In a content …:::sigh happily:::… sort of a way.  There have been other stresses going on in our life, completely out of our control and he manages them amazingly well so that I, for the most part, don’t have to.  At the end of the day, he’s the one I come home to, am happy with and enjoy immensely the life we’ve built together.

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Ok.  Hope everyone has a fantabulous weekend!

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~ xo

Vixen

I heard a term a bit ago that intrigued me.  Piqued my interest so much so that I went in search of more information.  And the more I learned about it, the more I so completely resonated with.  It was an *AHA!* moment…

Sexual Fluidity.  An idea that eliminates labels.  And suggests that people aren’t attracted to another person because of their gender but because of who they are.  And that one’s ‘sexual orientation’ isn’t always about sex, but about an emotional attachment as well.  No longer does a person’s sexuality have to be tied up all pretty in a perfect little box. 

Once upon a time, there was a certain clarity in the world of
sexuality. Regardless of whether one believed a homosexual orientation
was innate or a matter of choice, the sexual orientations were easily
and clearly defined: Those who were attracted to, and had sex with,
people of the opposite gender were heterosexual (straight), while
homosexuals (gays and lesbians) were attracted to, and had sex with,
people of the same gender. You knew who was who by the gender of the
sexual partner.

As time went on, the waters became muddied a bit by acknowledgment
of bisexuals and their ability to be attracted to, and have sex with,
people of either gender. Initially, they were seen as immature or
confused, either closeted gay people or curious straight people. But
eventually we got our heads around bisexuality and, for the most part,
accepted that it was a real sexual orientation, just like gay/lesbian
and straight.

Some completely straight individuals have unexpectedly found themselves
falling in love with, and being sexual with, those of the same gender,
and some happily gay people have unexpectedly become partnered with
those of the other gender.
~goodtherapy.org

Ah….that last paragraph.  That’s what made the most sense to me.  For most of my life I have only been attracted to females, but occasionally I would find myself drawn to a male.  PC tells people I’m his ‘lesbian wife’.  It takes so much more for me to be sexually attracted to men.  It’s few and far between that I will meet a man that I would even fathom being intimate with.  When things went south with my exH, I had no desire to be with another man.  Ever.  I was done.  And after all, my attraction was to females.  And then I met PC.  Which honestly, when we first met, neither of us had any intentions of becoming more than friends.  I was completely upfront with him that I was only interested in females and had no desire to be with a man ever again.  But well…it’s pretty clear that changed.  *wink*  PC used to love to gloat that he was the one who ‘changed’ me.

And then things changed slightly more this past year. In that I found I could actually be attracted to men.  If I felt that CLICK with *the right man* (where Ashton comes into play… *wicked grins*) . If I opened my mind to the idea.  And maybe initially I was battling with the fact that I didn’t want to be involved or attracted to another man.  But my search (with PC’s help also) for a female friend/playmate for the previous 3 years had resulted in nothing but absolute frustration.  So yeah….I guess I decided to broaden my interests, open myself up to more opportunities.  And hey, that’s worked out quite nicely.

Committing to a sexuality today is like committing to a favorite color for the rest of your life:
What if you love red now but find you prefer green later in life? There are many discoveries one makes about one’s self after having varied life experiences.
~afterellen.com

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Hope everyone had a fabulous weekend!  PC has recently decided to make some changes regarding his Jujitsu training and in doing so the kiddos and I have become more involved (as a family).  Very low key weekend but really, really great.  *beaming*

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~ xo

Vixen

Anyone watch Survivor? We’ve been catching up on Tivo’d shows and one of the girls made this comment. Haha…too funny.

Friday Favorites-
Because I didn’t do a Friday Favorite post last week, I’m including some that I loved from then.  Remember, thumbnails are just sneak previews.  If you haven’t already, go show them some love!

Cheeky Minx…Love Hate Sex Cake…..

Elle…Kink Unleashed…..


Sexy Sadie…..

Barefoot Dreamer…..

Jas…Evocative Abyss…..

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I went on a date with Johnny (the guy I’ve been writing about on the sly- if you’ve been paying attention you remember him….he can also be found over on TFT *grins*) Thursday night…brain is in other places and I really actually don’t have much to say (shocking…I know).  I guess I said it all on Monday (ha).  I see this around occasionally and I liked the questions this time around.

Naughty or nice…..

1. Had sex in a car older than a 1985 model?
Why yes….  Several in fact.  My first car was a 1971 VW Bug.  I *loved* that car. And yes!  Amazingly so, you can have sex in a car that small! (my most embarrassing moment E-V-E-R took place in this car….I’ve spoken of it a couple times, maybe I’ll have to share again- another time)  I also inherited my grandmothers Maverick, which was a 1970, in high school.  And that was well used as too….  A lot of my teenage sexual experiences took place in cars.  *ahem*

2. Played strip poker and lost?
Yes…  I’m probably a very fun person to play strip poker with because I always lose. (doh)

3. Name three celebrities you would like to bang the sh!tz out of.
Oh shit.  Only three???? Well….  Megan Fox, Channing Tatum and Kiera Knightley
*swoon*

4. Ever gone commando?
Um….have you met me?  LOLOLOL Panties are for special occasions.  Nuff said.

5.Open relationship?
Have you read my blog?  Are you new?  Well…that answers this question then…..  *wink*

6. You have been naughty what is your punishment?
Me naughty????  Pffbbttt….  *wicked grins*  Ok.  We all know that if I were to do something ‘wrong’, that PC would be punished for it with a riding crop.  That’s how it works in this household.

7. Ticklish?
I suppose my sides.  I really, really hate to be tickled though. 

8. Spit or swallow?
Neither
*ducking*  I told you….sigh  I really, really wish I could.  Oh well.

9. Is rear entry an option?
Depends on what you are going to enter with…  (ha!)  So my answer is possibly yes.

10. What would you do for a Klondike bar?
Eww.  Ice cream and chocolate= puke.  You’ve just combined two of my least favorite things, nah, no thanks.

11. Truth or Dare? (Truth have you ever been with more than 1 person in one day? or show a tasteful picture of cleavage/boobs or guys a boxer shot)
I never, ever take truth.  I actually really dislike this game. I’ve been traumatized by it.  Anyway…  So Truth- yes. I have.  Fun times my friends.  *grinning*

12. BDSM?
Yeah…no thanks.  Not my thing.

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14.You order a pizza…would you ever flash the delivery guy at the door?
Ha…I have!

15. Are you horny?
Usually.  But I’ll tell you, it must be my old age *snort*….being tired has been recently trumping being horny.  WTF?!

16. Leather or lace?
Lace.  Although both together can be pretty fucking sexy too. 

17. Silk ties or hand cuffs?
I guess silk ties.  I can be super adventuresome but I just don’t love to be tied.

18. Thongs? Boy shorts? Grannie panties? lace?
Ultra low cut lace thongs are my all time favorite.  I have some lace tangas that I like to wear with dresses. I like those too…but never with jeans. 

19. Eyes open or closed?
What are we doing?  If we are kissing- CLOSE YOUR EYES!  That’s just going to creep me out!  Anything else we are doing?  Mmmm….eyes open is hot hot hot.

20. Romance or kink?
Romance beats out kink but I do enjoy the kink!

And lastly…

21. Would you rather take a bath in chocolate pudding or drive around the town naked in your car?
I’ve driven around town naked- BTDT.  I think taking a bath in chocolate pudding sounds fun!  Can I bring a friend??  (BFD…wanna come over?!  *WINK*)

Have a fantabulous weekend!!!
(oh, almost forgot- review going up this weekend too, check back!)

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~ xo

Vixen

….sexual palate cleanser (rebound sex)
~Grey’s Anatomy

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Well.  I’ve met someone.  I’ve slyly mentioned him here and there.  I’ve been holding off on talking much about him, until I knew how things were, where they were going.  I’m still not completely sure where they are going, but I know HOW they are…. *grins*

I haven’t spoken about Ashton in quite awhile.  I kind of left things up in the air regarding him and happenings between us…  I guess I got selfish about those feelings.  Him and I remain…close.  But as friends. 

He did set a very high bar though.  I’ve been on a dating spree.  Trying to find someone who compared even remotely to him.  Dating began feeling like an excruciating interview process (I told you, I could seriously write a book about my dating misadventures experiences).  I got to the point where I wasn’t sure if I should just give it a rest or persevere.  And then, completely out of the blue I was contacted by someone.  But….hemmed and hawed over meeting with him, for weeks…because several things were holding me back.  I was just unsure and reluctant.  Until I was encouraged to give him a chance.  What would it hurt?  So, I threw my reservations to the wind and contacted him.  Several completely unconventional dates (one of them being the exotic ball….) later plus a recent over-nighter (definitely fabulous)- and I’ve realized he may be the first guy I’ve met since Ashton that I like.  That I really, really like.  And am into.  And fits all the ‘criteria’ of what I am looking for.   And that I *CLICK* with….  (which is HUGE to me)  Compared to these others where even though all the pieces didn’t seem to fit, I’ve tried to ‘make them work’.  Because damnit, as I said, if Ashton didn’t set such a HIGH bar! (course if he hadn’t, it’s unlikely I might have even tried to continue dating boys and just been content sticking with the home team *wink*, with PC on the side, of course *smirk*)

So….stayed tuned.

Oh.  And enjoy your Monday!

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~ xo

Vixen

The thing I haven’t mentioned as of yet…is that I met someone.  In Vegas.

Beneath the stars.  The midnight sky, illuminated by the Sin City lights.  The air warm and pleasant.  At a club called The Ghost Bar.  After being wined and dined earlier in the evening.  We flirted shamelessly….standing on the floor made of glass, the 55th floor, dressed to the nines…me in the perfect little black dress.  Paired with impossibly high sling-back heels. 

His hand lingering on my lower back, through out the night…of the dress that was cut seductively low.

He said I was crazy and spontaneous…  I supposed in Vegas you can be anyone you’d like to be, because neither of which am I.

He referred to something that had happened earlier, that I had talked him into… asking if I always got my way.  To which I replied… “yes.  I usually do.”  He called me a temptress. Yes…I’m quite good at it.  Being persuasive.

He told me I was killing him slowly…in that dress, with those heels.  I couldn’t help but grin (blushing), turning my eyes down.  He lifted my chin up, so that I was looking into his eyes….bringing his lips close to mine, until he kissed me.

Later…in the darkened room, illuminated by those big city lights….despite it being nearly 4:00 a.m.  In the city that never sleeps.  With his lips buried in my neck, he whispered- “you’re bad…“

I turned my neck to the side, allowing him to nibble along my collar bone whispering back-
“…I am bad. I think that you probably like that about me.”

I unbutton his shirt, slowly forcing him backwards, towards the bed…pushing him down on it as I slid my body on top of his.  Heels and panties having already been tossed aside.  Just before my mouth covered his, huskily he says….
“Well, the best times are always with the bad ones…the bad ones with little black dresses.”

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TFT is up!!!

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~ xo

Vixen

I’ve been chatting with YM somewhat frequently again.  He’s still serving in Afghanistan.  Apparently he’s been blown up so many times by IED’s that they’ve ‘benched’ him, he’s on permanent bed rest until the end of his deployment in October.  Lovely.  Heart plummets to hear that kind of news…..  He’s bored.  Ancy. Wants to be out doing something, back with his unit.  Which is understandable.  I think his family and friends, me included, are just happy he is in one piece!  He wants me to come visit him in his home town once he is released from his commitments from the Marine Corp next spring.  Hmm…right.  That’s not weird.  Me, in my mid-thirties [married], going to visit my twenty-two year old (he’ll have just turned) ‘friend’.  Yeah. I mean, we can share stories with his friends and girlfriend!  “This one time, in Vegas…..”  *shaking head*

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A bit ago I was telling Ashton about a night out with girlfriends drinking.  A drunken fun filled, can-only-remember-portions-of-the-evening (why I should not mix tequila and vodka!), night out.  I was giving him the highlights.  And he stops me.  To bring to my attention the irony of something I had said.  I recounted how I woke up the next morning completely surprised that I was wearing PJ’s.  His point was…only I would freak out over waking up wearing PJ’s.  Most people loose their shit to find out they have woken up naked.  But not me…  Doh.  (Haha)

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I’ve met several guys recently.  Both have proven to be ‘interesting’ experiences.  One guy, a 21 yro.  We’ll call him Airforce Guy (AF Guy).  Body to die for (as in a-m-a-z-i-n-g).  Great dresser.  Super cool Aviator type shades.  He’s hot, ok.  But oh man….he knows it.  He’s rather into himself.  At one point (as he’s been talking about himself for the last 30 min) I wonder if he realizes I’m there too.  Um yeah…  The other, a bit more mature, both in age and in mannerism (he’s 24).  We’ll call him Johnny, he reminds me of the kid in The Outsiders (not Ralph Macchio, but the character).  He’s got that lanky ‘bad boy’ look to him, good looking, he can carry an intelligent conversation, flirtatious, he likes to talk about more things than just himself (bonus- *snort*).  He’s really ‘nice’.  But.  He’s not Ashton….  *sigh*

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PC and I have been re-discussing our ‘playing rules’, leaving us on sturdier ground.  Rules that enable us to know what each others expectations are.  It makes it easier for me to not upset him inadvertently.  As well as when PC steps out of line, I can punish his ass and remind him that a good panty-boy doesn’t get to act out.  *smirk*  It’s fun to be me.

Anywho.  Just random boy-talk I had swimming in my head tonight…

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~ xo

Vixen