#i had a valentines day date planned for the evening of the 16th. canceled of course.

[orcelito]

Man, seeing all the valentines day decorations in stores n shit is just reminding me how much I fucking Hate valentines day

[daddyconfessions]

daddy’s journal: 2/26/16

previous entries: daddy’s journal: 2/17 daddy’s journal: 2/10

Tuesday Feb 16th “You’re a very handsome man,” June was telling me. “Your wife is lucky.”

I love this nail salon. They have some of the most beautiful Asian chicks I’ve seen. I swear they must have a prerequisite for being attractive to work there. They all have simple names like Mary, Janet, Stacy & June. June’s been flirting with me for the last 20 minutes. Mary, the owner, walked over and said, “I love your car. I can’t believe your wife let you buy a car like that.” I chuckled and we spent the next few minutes cracking jokes about it.

A few hours earlier I was with Firecracker. I didn’t get to see her for Valentine’s Day. I had wanted to take her to get a mani/pedi, as well as some shopping but she had other plans with her friends and fuckboy. When she walked in to the room I had 2 dozen roses lying on the bed. She jumped on the bed and picked them up, smelling them. Happy af. Told me her boyfriend hadn’t bought anything. Didn’t even show up for their date, blah blah. I tuned her out. I was just happy that she was happy. Nothing like making my Princess smile.

I hate giving gifts after the fact but I couldn’t get the roses before or on V-Day because I didn’t see her. I couldn’t send them to her because, like most of my SBs, I’m not allowed to know where she lives.

She told me she had cleared her afternoon in the hopes that I could deliver on all the spoiling I wanted to do. I decided to manipulate the situation to my benefit. First, I told her I couldn’t get off and that I was busy at work. Next I told her she could accompany me out of town and we could do all the shopping she wanted. I’d been wanting her to go out of town with me for awhile but she’d been too busy. We’ve been out of town before and I was ready for another trip. With the new boyfriend, school, etc., she simply wasn’t making the the time, though she gave other excuses. So again she said she was too busy for the trip and probably couldn’t go.   But I could see the temptation in her eyes. So I left it right there.

The sex was good that day.

I had plans to meet Muffin for the first time the next night. So I wanted to be looking good. After leaving the hotel with Firecracker, I’d swung by the mall to re-up on some D&G cologne. Kind of old but goes good with my body chemistry. Then on to the nail shop.

“You have such beautiful skin,” June tells me when she finishes. “I love your how do you say com, com, com…” She frowned. “Complexion?” I offered. “Yes, yes that’s it.” I smiled and pulled out my wallet. All this ass kissing was had me wanting to tip. I paid out and dropped some extra $$ for June’s tip. “Oh, “ she smiled and clasped her hands in front of her. “Thank you so much.”

A few hours later, my barber had finished my haircut and was lining up my goatee. I was officially ready for the trip out of town. Unfortunately, an hour later I was on the phone with Muffin. She had changed her mind. At first, it sounded like she wanted more money but things were more complicated as I would later realize. In my openness with her, I realized I had talked too much. I had been too transparent.  Babygirl wanted more than to just be another chick. She wanted to know that what she was building with me was worth her time and effort, and potentially I might be replacing her current SD. I just couldn’t give her that at the moment. I didn’t have it to give.

So Muffin ended it. Too many bitches.

Wednesday Feb. 17th

The sugar gods must be looking out for me. It was a good thing I didn’t go out of town Wednesday. The day turned out to be crazy. All the fucking off at work had caught up to me. Even my personal clients I take care of were blowing up my phone. I spent the day catching up, and then ducked out early to make my rounds to my clients. Yes, I have job, but I also do some consulting on the side. It’s quite lucrative and I’m hoping to become a full time consultant working for myself.

As it were one of the ladies at my client’s site pulled me to the side and told me that her cousin worked for a prominent local museum and they needed some consulting. I gave her my number and later that evening, her cousin called me and we spent 30 minutes discussing me doing some work for them. She also requested a quote.

This wasn’t going to be some high dollar deal, but this wasn’t about money. This could put me on the map, giving my business the notoriety and prestige I needed to launch. There’s always a certain prestige to servicing non-profits. I’m hopeful but I won’t get my hopes up.

By that night I was dog tired. Too tired to even post my journal entry. But not too tired to talk to Bubbles. :) She hit me late as I was about to go to bed. With all the excitement around Muffin, I’d forgotten about her. We were supposed to hook up on Thursday. We exchanged a few texts and the date was set.

Thursday Feb 18th

But the next afternoon, she wasn’t feeling it. Neither was I really. We wanted to see each other but having dinner beforehand was out of the question. Instead, we settled on just getting a room. She was worried about not wearing makeup but I was cool with it. I told her we could cancel but she wanted to see me. She just didn’t want to get all dolled up.

When she showed up at the room I couldn’t believe it. She was still beautiful, though not the glamour goddess I saw last time, but close enough. The energy between us is amazing. We immediately started kissing and undressing each other. I went down immediately and started licking that pretty pink muff. She likes it when I suck the clit while simultaneously thrashing it with my tongue. She must have cum in less than a minute. After the second orgasm, she was sitting up on her elbows looking down at me biting her lip. She grabbed the top of my head as I relentlessly licked that clit like there was no tomorrow. “Fuck!” she yelled. “You eat pussy better than my roommate…”

She was so loud I’m pretty sure the neighbors heard her. I made a mental note to circle back to that “roommate” comment. I kept on licking that kitty until she could take it no more. She pushed my head away and pulled me up so that I could be on top of her. We kissed. Well, she licked my face and sucked my tongue. I swear she’s fascinated with tasting her own pussy. I’m just the middleman. She tells me to lie down and takes her turn on me. Her allergies had been bothering her which is why she hadn’t wanted to go out and get all dolled up. Trying to give me fellatio wasn’t all that easy either. She stopped after a moment. I knew her allergies were killing her. It’s that time of year.

We switched to missionary and once again I slid into some of the tightest kitty I’ve had in years. This time was different. I could barely get him in this time. It took a few moments before I could get at least partially inside her. Then I went slow and steady, trying to open that muff up. Babygirl was getting mad. Not at me, but more so because she couldn’t enjoy me more. It was cool. Her attitude and willingness to please is like an aphrodisiac to me. After a few minutes, she asked if I could finish in her mouth. God I love the way she asks that. Like she’s doubtful if I want to.  

We switch again and she spent the next several minutes sharing her knowledge. She stopped a few times because of the allergies but like a true trooper she marched on. When I came, I sounded the alarm and Bubbles kept on. I swear she started sucking harder as I came, extracting every drop of the ivory cream. She locked eyes with me and kept sucking until there was nothing left.  When I was done she rose up and smiled. I thought she was going to go to the bathroom but she did no such thing. She licked her lips and then went back to Bartholomew and licked the head just in case there was any dribble.

I like Bubbles. I’ve been trying to get her off this per meet bullshit. Get her on a real allowance. Get her to commit to something. But she has friends. Strippers, current sugar babies, etc. These are some real bitches. These girls aren’t sitting around reading Tumblr blogs all day. Chicks with names like Diamond and Piper…Pushing 6-series and E-class whips. Condos downtown. 30th floor overlooking the city. And worst … they’re advising Bubbles. I got my work cut out for me. Might have to cop the Celine bag. But this game isn’t won by money alone. I need to run game. Put on the charm….Cultivate the relationship.  My works cut out for me.

As we get dressed, I circle back to her comment.  I ask about the roommate. She tells me her roommate’s a girl and “…occasionally we play.”

“Hey come on,” Bubbles smiled. “You should know I’m not fucking another guys. As tight as my pussy is.”

Friday Feb 19th

Friday, I get a text from Ms. Butterworth. She’s just saying hi. Asking me how I’ve been, etc., but it’s all code for “When can we hook up?” I’m not interested in Ms. B anymore. We did hook up after my last post on her. She’d gained weight…hair wasn’t quite together. I think she was just having a bad day but the on-again, off-again communication had taken its toll. I sent back a few low interest responses. I was meeting with Firecracker again, so I was distracted.

Looks like my plan might have worked. As Firecracker and I got dressed after sex, she said, “Hey I think I can juggle a few classes if you still want to go out of town.” I smiled and say, “ Oh really? You sure? I mean I know you’re busy.” Blah blah. I hated to resort to devious tactics, but I wanted to spend time with princess and she’s letting other things get in the way.

“No, I’m good,” she smiles as she pulls up her jeans. “We can work something out.  I can do 2 days so you can take me to that mall you were telling me about.”

Thought she’d see things my way. Still we didn’t set a concrete date on when it would happen. I’m pessimistic.

Saturday Feb 20th

As the weekend begins, I get busy again. The wife and I are closing one of our locations for our business. I hadn’t blogged about it but we’ve been in the middle of lease negotiations. We lost on our last bid and as the month ends, we’ve been cleaning and clearing out. All day Saturday, I moved. By Saturday night, my body was aching. I had used muscles I hadn’t used in a long time. As I sat in my recliner, feet up, I got a text from Kim, the stripper. Hadn’t heard from her all week. She wants me to come see her at the new club she’s working at. I’m too tired to go. Not sleepy, but my body is not feeling it. Then Kim sends me a pic of her before she goes out and dances for her next set

Now I feel like going :)

But I can’t get out. Wifey isn’t having that shit. She’s like “Nigga where you going? Thought you were tired?” I didn’t have anything good comeback other than the thought of Kim’s pic in my head. No way I’m getting out on a Saturday at 11:30pm.

Fuck it. I tell Kim I’ll hook up with her next week.

[reachf0r-thestars]

Reflections on 2018

I recently read a prompt about how to mindfully ring in the new year and decided to give it a go. Essentially you start by reflecting on some of the major events that happened each month. At the end you decide on some lessons learned that you can use moving forward into 2019.

• January: “BIG” Tennessee snowstorm and physical injuries put my patience and temper to the test. This month was a challenging month with my husband (and myself) still adjusting to having him back home.

• February: My husband was promoted at work, we celebrated our 4th Valentine’s Day together, and I started a 6 week night class to complete another prerequisite for grad school. This was another stressful month and I probably could have been a better wife. I was learning to balance a full-time job, intense coursework, and running a household. Sounds simple now that it’s done.

• March: This was a pretty uneventful, dare I say boring, month. I was still taking my night class. The only semi-exciting event was my husband trading in his truck for a Jeep! This makes it 4 vehicles in 3 years...can you sense my enthusiasm? “This time I’m keeping it forever though!”; I can’t complain too much because I do love the Jeep life.

• April: This month was busy for me as my night class was wrapping up. I spent most of the month alone because my husband was away; hey it gave me plenty of time to study. April 16th marked my Grammy’s 8 year angelversary. It never, ever gets easier to have a piece of your heart missing. I cannot begin to fathom how long it’s been since I’ve seen her Irish eyes smiling.

• May: I went on lots of adventures with y husband this month! Most of the month I spent with him while we worked on building up our marriage. Nothing really stands out for me these past few months, but Lord knows July-September make up for the lack of excitement in the beginning of the year.

• June: I celebrated my 23rd birthday. My husband was selected for a new job in NC, which we were thrilled about, however they wanted him to report within 2-3 weeks...this meant packing, selling our house in TN, finding a new home in NC, moving in, quitting the job I loved, and finding a new job in NC. Overwhelmed just doesn’t even cover it. That same week we found out we took a road trip to NC, looked at what felt like a million different homes until we came across THE ONE. It all sounds amazing now looking back, but in reality I was an absolute wreck! I didn’t handle this major change with any type of grace or patience. I was a complete ball of anxiety, I can’t tell you how many times I said, “this is impossible, I just can’t do this!” Thankfully that’s where my amazing mama stepped in.

• July: I struggled this month with my anxiety and keeping it all together. I felt upset about leaving my job. I was refusing to cope with the ever changing landscape of my life. This was all even more frustrating for me because I kept telling myself, “I should be used to this, this isn’t the first time,” yet there I was in tears anyway. My mama flew in to the rescue to help me pack our TN home up while my husband went ahead to NC. Let the air mattress sleeping ensue.

• August: Now I was living in an empty house sharing an air mattress with our two puppers. I continued to apply for jobs in NC and tearfully gave my notice to my job in TN. Among the craziness that was my life, my family had planned a week long Alaskan cruise for my grandfather’s 80th birthday. After debating back and forth about closing date conflicts, leaving the dogs, and taking time off of work I decided to take the plunge and go on this once in a lifetime trip. At the time this felt like a major decision, however looking back there really was only one choice. Thankfully I made the right one! This cruise + family time + the astonishing natural beauty were exactly what I needed to appreciate all that I truly have. On top of this all I had a video job interview for my “dream job” in NC...Spoiler alert: I GOT IT THE JOB

• September: I packed up my SUV with the last of my household items and my dogs and headed off to NC. Good news, I didn’t hit any traffic on the way east...because MASSIVE hurricane Florence was coming straight for us. I got to our new home just in time (literally the torrential rain hit when I was 15 minute from home). I am proud of myself after all I have accomplished the past few months, despite not reacting as gracefully as I had hoped.

•October: This month I stayed busy with work and actually did a lot alone or with new friends. My husband has a ton going on at work so I hardly saw him for 2 weeks and it caused for some major plans to be cancelled. Once again I did not act very patient, understanding, or graceful...clearly this is a lesson I’m working on learning. I know I’ll get there some day.

•November: What a fun month! I spent lots of time seeing old friends and really appreciating what I have. My husband came with me to his first ever Cornhuskin’ (you just have to experience it!) My soul sister also happened to be driving through the area on her road trip so we were able to get together to. Getting together with her always reminds me to let go, be more care free, and be open to change because that’s what makes the adventure. She is truly the better half of my soul.

•December: One word to describe this month is WHIRLWIND. Shit hit the fan at work. I’m the midst of that we took a road trip back to MA to visit family for Christmas. This was a much needed break; a time to reset. Since it is a combination of my favorite holiday and our wedding anniversary, you could say this is the most wonderful time of the year! One thing I do regret though is that I somehow cannot seem to stay awake during road trips. I always say, “it’ll be different this time,” and I even try to play games to stay awake...but next thing I know I’ve dozed off for the last 2 hours. New Year’s Eve was rather uneventful. I spent it making yummy food and watching the ball drop snuggled up on the couch with my husband and puppers. Could there be a better way to spend it?

Okay, wrapping this post up because it’s lengthy already. This is more for myself to serve as a self-reflection but if you’ve made it this far reading all about my semi-exciting but mostly boring year, thank you!

Happy New Year! May this year bring you so much happiness, laughter, and adventure!