Hello there!

My date went so well that I just got home.:):):)

It was a date that Rick most certainly wouldn't want to know about. I didn't even have to worry about my messy house...I just went home with my date.:)

I had quite a bit of fun...quite a bit. For a while there I was silently slapping myself on the back, taking all the credit for the great time that was being had and then it occurred to me that the guy was doing a pretty damned good job as well. To tell you the truth, I was rather impressed and I'm not easily impressible.

I have to say, it caught me off guard. Don't you love it when that happens? I know I do. I always have a good time when I go out with a guy because that's just what I do. But, at the risk of sounding dreadfully cliche...we had chemistry.

You know those times when you both want the same thing and you both know it but it hasn't really been a respectable period of time between, "Hi! What should we do tonight?" and the first appearance of a pillow. So, you just have to find some way to keep your hands off of each other until someone gets up the courage to start the ball rolling. In situations like that situation...I think it's up to the woman to say, "Let the games begin!" So I did.

Obviously I can't give you too many details but I could safely tell you this...I enjoyed his ears. I spent enough time on that man's right ear alone to warrant applause. I purposely inhaled at just the right time and just the right spot on his ear to make him shiver. And he did.

Oh, he was a smiler. I like that. I'm a smiler too and I like to see another smiler out there every so often. He smiled so much that at one point I started looking for the camera. I'm pretty sure there wasn't one but I didn't do anything to be ashamed of so I won't worry about that the least little bit.

You know, as much fun as I had with that guy, he is divorced so someone is probably writing a blog about him somewhere but I enjoyed his ass immensely. But, he is just a man so I wonder what his particular faults are. They all have their own stupid habits that annoy the hell out of women and they know enough not to do whatever it is before they get you in bed so why can't they just stay that way?

I don't like to generalize and lump all men into one category but there is one thing that can be said for every single one of them...there's not a man on earth who wouldn't stop in the middle of an argument, no matter how heated, and take a blow job from the woman that he's arguing with. On the other hand, women don't do that. There's no way in hell that I would spread my legs for the man who was currently making me angry. He'd have to get down on his knees and beg after apologizing profusely. I guess that's just the difference between the sexes in a nutshell.

Oh well. I did have a lot of fun and I want to do it at least a few more times before I see this guy's dark side. Let's see if he can do it.

OK, I'm tired. I'll be back later.

Meg