Feeling like I’m on the way up

It’s a good thing that I have a comfortable bed, as I have been laying in it for the last 3 days. I started to feel something coming on after a few really late nights, and then it finally came down hard. A bit of a cold, stomach flu and a bunch of things combined…not really sure what it was, but it sure did knock me on my ass!

I’m starting to feel a tad bit better now, but I’m still not 100% as of yet. I think I’ll just take a couple extra days off and head out of town this weekend. I’m sick of the dreary weather and the pouring rain…the sunny valley seems so much better right about now, and it will give me a bit of time to catch up with old friends.

So no fucking for me while I’m still recooping. At least I know I’ll be missed a bit, and business will be busy when I return.

A little giving and a little Receiving

I spent dinner tonight with a girlfriend from way back in highschool. We only recently got in touch after quite a few years, and I am finding that we have picked up just where we left off. Although our lives have both changed and gone in completely opposite directions, we still have a common bond. Friends forever, just like we always said we would be.

Before dinner I stopped off at a home store and picked up a set of chrome wine corks. I had noticed yesterday that she was having trouble getting the original cork back into the bottle, and figured she could use a set.
***Necessities for your home include:
- Martini shaker set
- Martini Glasses
- A nice set of wine corks
- Wine glasses
- Wine cooler
- Blender
- Cute swizzle sticks
- Alcohol to suit

No house should ever be without a bar! (or something that could resemble a place where you keep a lot of liquor.) It looks like I will be trying to make up for missed gifts for her wedding, house warming, birthdays, anniversaries, and pretty much any other occasion I can buy gifts for.
We had a great time catching up on the past, and learning about eachother’s current lives. She’s married to a wonderful man, finished her degree a while back and is now an elementary school teacher.
And as we all know, I have gone in the completely opposite direction. Maybe one day I’ll end up with a little fairytale life, but for now I’m quite content.

After dinner I went home, got ready and met a client for a few drinks and a quick romp. Nothing too spectacular, but this particular client always brings me some sort of personalized and well thought out gift from his travels. This time he was away for 4 weeks in Europe, and brought me gifts from three different countries. From Italy he brought me a beautiful fur stole. From Paris, a classic chanel handbag. From Switzerland, a stunning time piece with a few small diamonds encrusted around the edge. All three seem to be so elaborate compared to anything he has ever brought me before. I am flattered that he thought of me while he was away and even more so that he would be so kind to buy such lavish gifts.

I enjoyed every moment of it. Perhaps he should go away more often. The sex is much better when you haven’t seen them for a while. It’s like starting fresh again. Wild.

Rollin up in the Rolls

Just because it’s not an everyday thing I had to write a little post about it…

Yesterday I went to the movies with a few friends and the one friend that drove showed up in his newest car to pick us up. He has always been quite extravagant with his houses, toys, cars, and women. So he drives up in his new 500k Rolls Royce. A  nice ride, no doubt, but flashy to say the least. The doors close with a touch of a button, among other little gadgets included in this one of a kind luxury vehicle.
At least I can say I’ve been in one. Even if it’s a car that’s worth as much as my house! Ridiculous!

On top of all that I met his girlfriend that he has been with for just over a year. A sweet young little thing. Nicely dressed, and with adorable dimples. Too bad that this is the 3rd girlfriend I’ve met in the last few months, and apparently he’s been with each one for an extended period of time.  I believe he has one for every day of the week, and no, I’m not kidding.
How he manages to keep them all happy is beyond me, but that man must have stamina!

A low key day for work today. Not feeling to swift, and I’ve been so tired, so I’m taking it easy.

Bursting at the seams

I decided, as it is Monday, to take the day off. One could use a day to relax, and lounge about, and since it is the most dreaded day of the week I cannot have a bad start of my week if I just take the day off.

So I started by sleeping in until 8am, showered, had breakfast, about lounged about in my towel for a while. After eating and shedding the towel for just my birthday suit, I called a few friends to see what they were up to. A lunch date seemed like a great idea.
So I met him for lunch an hour later, and stuffed my face with whatever was put infront of me. I had soup first, then potato skins with cheese, bacon and green onions as a starter. For my meal I had a burger with cheese, bacon with salsa and avocado slices in it, as well as fries. The burger was so yummy.
To top it all off I had dessert. A pastry roll filled with cream cheese and bananas, and a side of ice cream and caramel sauce.

Who would have thought a tiny thing like me could eat all that in one sitting! I loved every second of it until after I was done….I felt so sick.

Now I’m heading out in a few minutes to see a movie with another friend and his daughter, and I’m sure I will once again pig out some more. I mean, who can resist popcorn, pop, and candy? Not I.

Altogether it has been a wonderful and much needed break.
This week is going to be a long one.

You should definitely jerk off more!

Well my night was eventful.
I had a dinner date tonight with a client, and quite enjoyed myself to say the least. He is an older, refined gentleman and enjoys talking over dinner and a glass of wine. Being as I don’t like to give out my own personal details, given the line of work I am in, he usually does all the talking. His stories are entertaining, and his advice is useful most of the time, unless he gives relationship advice of course….I listen and make note not to follow a word of it, considering he has been divorced 4 times previously. Clearly he MUST know what he’s doing right?
Tonight he asked if I would join him for a coffee after dinner. So I obliged. He tipped me more than he normally does, as well as paid for my extra time. A small price to pay for a lonely man. He enjoys the company and loves to tell stories to anyone who will listen to him.
I almost feel sorry for the man in his loneliness. A good man, if there ever was one.

After dinner and coffee we said goodnight, and I wished him well. He will most likely call me in a week or two.

On to my next venture…
I met him at a club, and he pretended like we had never met before. He is more of a dominant man. Mid-30’s business man, divorced, no kids, married to the job.  It is mostly the same scenario each time, and trust me when I say we have met many a time before. But he pays me well enough that I play along with his game. Whatever gets him off I suppose.
He doesn’t pay for full service, but only gets a blow job. After a while you get to know what each client likes and what makes them tick. He pays me the same whether I get him off in 5 minutes or an hour, so for me, the quicker the better. A few licks, sucks and to the back of the throat. I usually give him about 15 to 20 minutes so he feels like he got his money’s worth.
Here comes the BIG announcement…
“I’m going to come all over you. All over your tits and face, and you’re going to like it aren’t you.”

In my head I’m thinking, “In your head you think I like it, but really, I’m going to turn my face and lean back so you miss my head. Tits are fine, but there is no way I will allow you to degrade me in that way you jerk.”

What I actually say is completely different than what is going through my mind at that moment. But it plays out just as I thought it would. I am a planner, and I plan every move.
And am I ever glad I didn’t let him near my face…
With the amount of cum he shot at me, he could have plastered me to the wall and I would have stuck there for weeks!
Dear god! Jerk off more would ya!

I’m sure you can guess what I did first thing when I got home….SHOWER!

Life’s Little Lessons

Here are a few recent lessons that I have learned or have been taught by others…

*Variety is the spice of life…Especially when it comes to fucking.

*If you’re trying to kill yourself, don’t jump from 4 floors up, you’ll just break everything…GO HIGHER!!!

*Buying a new pair of shoes will solve all life’s problems (for the moment) – repeat as often as necessary!

*Sharing a bathroom with another girl is worse than death.

*When putting things in “a safe place” try to make a mental note of where you fucking put them.

*It’s okay to yell at the idiot that cut you off, cause he won’t hear you utter mean things anyways.

*I know it’s mean to make fun of people that didn’t look at themselves in the mirror before they left the house this morning….but damn, it sure makes me feel better!

*If you’re going to sleep around with the whole town…you might as well be getting paid to do it!

*What goes around, most definitely comes around. – so use a condom!

*Just because you said so, doesn’t make it right.

*Never stop in the middle of a blow job to ask him how it feels. Same goes for guys going down on a girl.

*If you say you’re going to do something, DO IT!

*What looks good on her may not necessarily look good on you.

*Make your man buy you a bra – it will most likely be the most support he ever gives you…unless you divorce the bastard and take the kids.

*If you’re avoiding someone’s phone calls just say, “oh, sorry I must have left my phone at home that day.”

*Always get your hair done at the same place. This prevents a lot of sobs and tears.

*If he has “THAT LOOK” in his eye….it just means he wants to fuck you.

*Never do anything unless you get something rewarding out of it.

*If he starts to ask THE question…take the ring and run away quickly. Don’t look back. You’ll thank me later.

Hot enough to lick me up

After a long night last night I decided that I would sit back and relax today. So I’ve spent most of the afternoon outside in the sun, feeling like a melting snowcone. Now that I somewhat resemble a puddle I think it’s time to jump in the shower and get ready for work.

New client tonight. Meeting him at a hotel lounge for a drink. He has requested that I wear somewhat of business attire.
Now does that mean his business or mine?
Oh how I would enjoy playing that game.
But I will do as requested and wear a dark pencil skirt, a light colored blouse and heels of course.
From the phone he sounds like more of a dominant, so tonight I’ll see how I have to play my cards.

An event for Fashion and Fucking

Tonight I am accompanying a client to a business event at an upscale venue here in town.
Now what to wear?

After hours of trying on numerous dresses, I finally decided on a black Diane von Furstenburg sheath with a bateau neckline and a plunging back. Classy, simple, and well fitted but not too revealing with the high neck line.
Now we all know that shoes make the outfit, so I have decided on my most recently acquired and new favourite pair of heels.  Yes ladies, Samantha’s sushi shoe!!! The fish sandals from sex in the city by GIUSEPPE ZANOTTI.
What a fabulous designer. So creative and so innovative.

At least I’ll look great later this evening wearing nothing but heels and a black lace thong.

Q & A with Stiletto

When asked a question I would usually give my honest answer, but there are a few circumstances in which I would sugar coat things just a bit:

Q: During sex the man says, “Tell me what you think of it.” (it being his cock of course)
A: So many times I have wanted to say, “Well I’ve seen a lot of cocks in my career and really, in comparison to all the cocks I’ve seen, it is rather unimpressive to say the least.  For one thing, it’s a bit on the small side and it hangs a little too far to the left.”
*Note: For customer service and for the business side of things I think it is best I sugar coat it just a tad.

Q: During sex the man says, “Fuck that feels good. Do you like that? huh?”
A: No, not really. But if you like it and it makes you hurry the fuck up so I can leave then great!

Q: After a long day, the man asks, “Would you like me to shower first?”
A: Shower? Why on earth would you shower? I mean, I love the smell of sweaty ass and that’s really going to make me want to get real close and lick the sweat off your balls. YOU IDIOT!!!

Now, I’ve had this question from random people, both men and women, and it still astounds me in the fact that people don’t actually think before they speak. Regarding my high heeled shoes:
Q:  “How do you walk in those?”
A:  Now if you really thought about it, it goes something like this…I pick up one foot, put it in front of the other and then do the same with the other leg and repeat until I get to the destination I want to go. Don’t you think that I would be sitting if I couldn’t walk in them?

Q: “Do you like what you do?”
A: If I didn’t would I be here? Yes it’s good money, but really now, if I hated sex that much I would most likely choose not to do it over and over and over again. Dumb question.

Q: After sex, “Did you cum?”
A: If I did, I’m sure you would fucking know by now!

Q: “This is my first time with an, uh, a girl like you. What do you want me to do?”
A: It’s not what I want you to do…what do you want to do? Either way you have to pay me, so what you like with your time.
*Note: Too bad it’s my job to get them what they don’t even know they want. The newbie virgins are twice as much work.

Please feel free to add any random Q & A’s that you may have.

Fucking Lunch

I had a late lunch with a guy that I formerly used to fuck on the side. He was a co-worker, and it just kind of happened one evening while his girlfriend was away on holidays for the weekend.
The time line of events eludes me still, but I just remember having my hands around my ankles beside my head and him fucking me so deeply I almost couldn’t take it. Most likely one of the hottest fucks I’ve ever had. So animalistic and passionate. You could tell he hadn’t had any in a while and wanted it so bad.

We used to meet up when ever we could get away with it. On his lunch breaks he would come to my apartment and I would suck him off, and he would go back to work happy. Some days he would pick me up, we’d drive around for a while and when he couldn’t hold back anymore he would pull over onto a side road and we’d fuck right there in the car and then start driving again.

I think the best part about being with him is that I could tell that he wanted me so bad. He would kiss me so deeply and passionately that there was no mistaking the intimacy and connection we both shared.
He moved away a while ago to finish up law school, but we have still remained in contact. Every once in a while he comes home for a couple days, and we’ll meet up just like old times. The fucking is still good, as I’m sure it would have been today, had I taken him up on the offer.

During lunch he was talking about his accumulation of student loans that he is going to have to start paying off come graduation. When he mentioned it, my first reaction was to tell him, “Well when you’re done paying all that off, and if you’re single then….call me. I’d be more than happy to take ya.”

He laughed. All together a good lunch date. On with regular life.

I have an appointment tonight with a regular client.