Afternoon delight ...a confession of another kind

Boy, did DH score last Tuesday afternoon!

I watched a video on another blog Tuesday morning that inspired me to practice my oral skills. There was something about the woman that called me to action. You see, I guess I should also confess that blowjobs are not my specialty (my head hung low and blushing). I receive way more than I give in that department. Thankfully DH enjoys pleasuring me that way, and I love every minute of it.

So, back to Tuesday afternoon. While one child was napping, and the other was visiting a friend, DH and I found ourselves at home together in the middle of the day. We retreated to the bedroom and I shared the video with him as I undressed. He asked why I liked it so much. Well, unlike the porn I've watched on cable, the man's dick was prominently featured, and it was of a nice size. Also, the woman seemed to really enjoy sucking cock. In addition, I liked seeing it all through the man's point of view - something new for me, a woman.

So, while the video was playing, I began to massage DH's thighs and dick through his pants. I was thinking about how pleased he'd be once he realized what I wanted. I wanted to suck him off. Now. DH removed his pants, and I resumed rubbing his cock through his boxers. Soon I reached in the opening and pulled his dick out to play. I began to lick and tease his head with my tongue while gently holding his balls and the base of his cock. Next I opened wider to take more of him into my mouth. Now as I mentioned, I am not so skilled when it comes to blowjobs, so I began to emulate what I'd seen in the video, which seemed to please DH. I was kneeling in a position that allowed me to look up to DH's face as I licked and sucked him. I was also situated in a way that gave DH access to my ass and naughty bits. His fingers soon discovered how wet and turned on I was. Before I knew it he was sliding two fingers in and out of me, nearly distracting me from my mission. His moans reminded me to focus, so I took his cock into my mouth deeper, a new feat for me. After some time, he began to talk about how close he was to cumming, so I sucked more and tried to use my tongue to tantalize him to orgasm. I knew my mission was accomplished when I tasted his cum.

I relaxed on my back next to DH, and he was kind enough to return the oral favor.

It was a delightful afternoon, if I do say so myself!

Two ships that pass in the night

Yes, I am back, but I have been busy with visiting family. Sorry for the delay in new posts, and thanks to those who emailed me to see if I was still around!

DH and I usually work opposite schedules, so I frequently refer to us as two ships that pass in the night. Well, last week our ships collided with erotic passion...

Wednesday night I slipped my pink toy beneath my pillows with plans of solo play at bed time since DH was working a late shift. I guess I was more tired than I realized from my travels, because I went to sleep without playing with pinky, which stayed tucked behind the pillows for another time. Thursday night was very warm, and I crawled into bed wearing only panties and my unbuttoned PJ top on so that I could enjoy the breeze created by the ceiling fan.

Later, once peacefully asleep, I experienced erotic visions and sensations in my dreams. I envisioned bare legs entwined and sensual massages. I heard soft moans and gasps of pleasure. These delightful sensations went on for a short while before I became aware that I was not dreaming. I felt a hand tracing a light trail up my thigh to my hips and then up to my shoulder and back down again where it gently massaged my ass. These pleasing touches continued for a while as I began to stir and make soft sounds of pleasure. I felt a body spooning behind me as a hand reached around to cup my breast and tease my nipple. All the while I kept my eyes closed, as if to continue in my erotic dream-like state, and I voiced my approval with more breathy gasps and soft moans. I felt a hand slide down my stomach to explore the area beneath my sheer panties. I moved my leg to allow him better access. I wanted to feel his fingers part my lips and tease my clit. My unspoken wish was granted, and I felt fingers discover how wet and worked up I had gotten during my erotic dream and sensual massage. My companion in the darkness slid his fingers over my mound, making me writhe and twist, when suddenly I heard the familiar buzz of my pink toy. He held the vibrating toy against my clit, nearly sending me over the edge. I spread my legs open wide, silently begging for more. He sat up between my knees and expertly fucked me with my pretty pink toy, varying speed and hardness of his plunges. I could barely control my bucking pelvis. I felt strong spasms shake my entire body with orgasmic pleasure.

Once I caught my breath I returned the favor. He laid on his back, and I cuddled close enough to reach out and touch the growing bulge within his boxers. I rubbed and massaged his cock, and eventually freed it from the confines of the fabric so I could see his erect organ and feel the bulbed head in my grasp. I milked the cum from his cock, granting him the same release of orgasm as he had bestowed on me. We embraced for a little while longer before either one of us uttered a word, breaking the silence. I whispered a welcome home, then we drifted off to sleep, still feeling relaxed.
It was indeed a hot encounter, as two ships collided in the night.

You can also read DH's perspective for a "He said She said" recounting of this special and erotic night.

a meme: courtesy of Kyra

Kyra tagged me for this meme. I am surprised, and must confess, this usually is not my thing, mostly because of some anonymity issues. But, I am ready and willing to join in, as long as you can forgive some of my vague responses ;)

1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning of the post.

2. Each player answers the questions about themselves in their post.

3. At the end of the post, the player then tags 5-6 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they’ve been tagged and asking them to read your blog.

4. Let the person who tagged you know when you’ve posted your answer.

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1. What was I doing ten years ago?

June 1998: I was a newlywed about to celebrate my 1st anniversary with DH. I was in my 3rd year of my chosen career.

2. What are five things on my list to do today?

1) work 1/2 day

2) file and organize bills and reciepts

3) unpack my 8 year old's suitcase from her R&R trip with DH and do her laundry

4) start packing for my own R&R trip to visit my sister (I will be MIA from Wednesday-Sunday)

5) watch "THE SECRET CONFESSIONS OF A CALL GIRL"

3. Things I would do if I were a billionaire?

In no particular order...
I agree with Kyra, I would absolutely without a question quit my job.
I would share generous amounts of money with my parents and siblings. (They deserve to share in my hypothetical, newfound wealth!)
Pay off all debt.
Buy a new home in a beautiful setting and staff the home with a chef and a housekeeper.
TRAVEL!
INVEST!
Add to my children's savings accounts & college funds.
Donate more to charities that I believe in.

4. Three of my bad habits?

I am a world champion procrastinator.

I gossip.

I have an insane sweet tooth.

5. Five places I have lived?

"Odd question to ask a bunch of people who want to make sure you have no idea who they are." -SO TRUE, Kyra!

1- current 2 story house with my family
2- a condo in another state with DH
3- an apartment in same state with DH
4- a campus apartment in my 2nd year of college with a good friend from high school
5- an off campus apartment with 2 gals I found on a housing bulletin board on campus

6. Five jobs I’ve had?

1- babysitter
2- special education aide
3- bank teller
4- gift wrapper & cashier in a Hallmark store
5- cashier in a beauty salon

7. How did I name my blog?

Well, I wanted to create a place where I could share my confessions, so I knew I would somehow incorporate the word 'confessions'. I needed an anonymous name, but did not want to make up an alias that sounded like an legitimate name. So, I picked a moniker that described who I am - a suburban wife who blogs. When I set up the blog I was thankful for the 'blog-for-dummies', easy to follow format, but in hindsight I think I should have used the blog description for my blog title, but I made the title match the http address... perhaps I could change it...

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Now… in order to follow the rules, I need to tag 5 or 6 bloggers. Tag! You're it!
Bacon &/or Lettuce, DH, The Naughty One, Confessor X, Mike.

Why do I feel like a kid who has just mailed out chain letters to people who may or may not enjoy taking part in chain letters?

Musings and confessions of another kind

As any of DH's regular readers know, he is out of town for a bit.
And though I wish I had a "while the cat's away the mouse will play" confession to share with you, I do have some other stuff to share.

You see, I am at home with our youngest child, because he is not a very good traveler. Just ask any of the other passengers on our transcontinental flight last July, and they can testify to this fact. So instead, I am relaxing and spending time with my child during the day. By night, once he is soundly asleep, I have time on my hands.
I could do something productive such as clean out my closet... nah.
I could do something intellectual such as read my new library books... maybe later.

So, how am I spending my evenings? Well, blogging (of course) and surfing other blogs (naturally), and in general spending too much time on the web. But when I turn out the lights, I have been pleasuring myself with my pretty pink sex toy. I confess, I have been masterbating.

To get in the mood Monday night I poured a generous, cool glass of Bailey's Irish Cream and took my laptop out to the patio (gotta love wireless!) to peruse more craigslistings. But they just didn't do it for me. So I finished my drink and my cigarette (yet another confession - I pulled out my secret stash of smokes!), brought the laptop in, undressed, and hopped into bed. Out of nowhere, I started fantasizing about having an encounter with a UPS delivery man! Well, maybe it was inspired in part by something I read on someone's blog or a hot wife forum. Anyway, I thought about how I could lure him into my home and eventually fuck him while DH was upstairs listening. I got quite turned on thinking about this, and my pretty pink toy made me feel very good! I held the tip of it against the hood of my clit to get warmed up. Then I used my hand to gently massage my outer lips before I sampled the wet folds within. I was ready to slide the bulbed head of the gently vibrating toy into my warm pussy. My pretty pink toy is equipped with a cute little butterfly that is positioned just right to flutter against my waiting clit and bring me to orgasm... ahh...

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It is Wednesday now, the sun has set, & my little one is tucked in. Here I am again, on the patio, blogging while I listen to the sounds of nature; crickets chirping, leaves rustling in the breeze, the kids out for summer break playing ball in the street, a car alarm sounding off, a distant motorcycle revving up... oh wait, I said sounds of nature... you get the idea. Beside me is a bottle of Patron Platinum Tequila and some slices of lime... yum! (oh my, where did that pack of cigarettes come from?)

On a side note, today I got a little bit of bad news, so I am wallowing in loneliness and a bit of depression. I am hoping that the tequila will erase some of these feelings, and send waves of relaxation over me so that I can once again slide my naked body under the sheets and drift back to my fantasy of the UPS man ringing my doorbell and telling me that he has a special package for me...

(blush)

I am Carrie Bradshaw!

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Unless you love wading your way through ads and crap, don't get sucked into this SATC quiz like I did. The only reason I am posting this is because I compared myself to Carrie in a previous post and thought it was funny that I am Carrie according to the quiz. It is probably all random, and I bet I had a 25% chance of getting Carrie, but what the hell.