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Friday Funk???
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Friday Funk??? It has been a long but good week. The "move" at the office finally happened Wednesday. Yesterday was the first day of everyone being moved to their new offices and stations. It was incredible how stress-free our side of the building is now that the co-worker from Hell and her attorneys are on the other side of the floor. My attorney and paralegal talked to me more yesterday than they have in over a year...no one is tense, everyone is going about their business in a light, happy way... I told my new cube mate that for the first time in a LONG time, I wanted to hug someone...it feels that good to be away from the ever watchful eye of the biatch!!! Interesting enough, some of the mistakes that the co-worker from Hell had made recently are coming to light...they've pulled her time sheets to check dates and such...never good when they start pulling your time sheets and checking what you've told them to what they've heard from others... I realize I can't necessarily STOP watching my back, but I don't feel compelled to constantly be on guard...the people around me now, are truly good people...even the attorney that moved into the big office across from our secretarial station...he's one of those truly good guys...very rare, especially in an attorney, but he's got a sense of humor that fits right in!!! We got to watch some basketball, those that entered the office pool, talked about their brackets and how we all were doing by the end of the day...everyone was hurrying out at quitting time to watch the evening's round of games... All in all, it was a dream that finally came true...I actually am looking forward to going to the office once again. I love working at this firm, I didn't want to leave the gals I work for, but I know when I need to get out, at least I recognize when change has to happen...and I was not happy thinking that I would have to find another "niche." I'm not one to get overly optimistic, but I'm so hoping that this all works out and I can spend another 10 years at this position, in this office...unless that super rich,<b> sugar daddy </font></b>comes along and whisks me away or I win the lottery...oh yeah, you've got to buy a ticket if you want to win the lottery! I had a friend send me a note asking why he hadn't heard from me lately. He asked if I still had the "blues?" I don't think I have the blues, I'm just tired. Some may call that a mild depression...but honestly, I'm just tired...tired of a lot of things. This friend is one that has expressed an interest in swinging. I've provided numerous opportunities for this guy to realize group sex...even so far as to including him in a trip down to Dallas to the on-premise party-house, The 13th Floor. Let's just say that the guy definitely has performance anxiety...though he has performance anxiety when it is just the two of us. He's yet to be able to get a hard dick with me or in the party environment...yet he says he's got several gals that he gets together with from time to time for incredible sex. I question what he considers "incredible sex" as his version and what I have in mind might be worlds apart!!! I'm thinking he's one of those guys that thinks if you perform oral on a gal, the way he wants, not necessarily the way she's telling you...yes, we had a bit of a problem and I had to push him off of the pussy because he wasn't listening to me about over stimulating my tiny, little clit...and then his dick wouldn't get hard...so, I'm not real inclined to make the time and effort to re-enact that type of "incredible sex"...I think he may be a guy that wants to participate but just can't get there. Anyway, this guy has inquired as to whether or not I'm through suffering from the blues...I told him I was simply tired. I'm tired of providing nasty opportunities for folks...I'm not interested in getting together with the groups that are supposedly formed here in Tulsa to provide hotel group sex...just isn't my thing, and I'm not interested in roaming from room to room at a motel in a less-than-desirable part of town late at night to only witness ridiculous couple drama from drunken and drugged up folks... I'm tired...I'm tired of trying to recreate what I already know to be a great swinging environment...let someone else put forth the time, effort and money...I'm tired. I'll stick to my individual, fun playtimes and playmates...which, I do enjoy those that listen to me on how to eat my pussy, take directions when I issue them and then follow-up with a nice hard dick!!!! So, yes, I guess you could say I'm still in a funk of sorts...today, it is a Friday Funk, but there is hope on the horizon...we're getting out of the office early today, so I'm hoping to realize one of my treasures of a good fuck this afternoon!!! Funky Friday...Friday Funk!!! Or more aptly put...Friday Fuck!!!! Pleasure's a sin, and sometimes sin's a pleasure... - Lord Byron, Don Juan |
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3/21/2008 7:14 am |
Hope you have a great weekend, Liza!
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3/22/2008 8:32 am |
Let's just say that the guy definitely has performance anxiety...though he has performance anxiety when it is just the two of us. He's yet to be able to get a hard dick with me or in the party environment...yet he says he's got several gals that he gets together with from time to time for incredible sex. I question what he considers "incredible sex" as his version and what I have in mind might be worlds apart!!! i have encountered that recently. look... the next time you are in dallas, do holler! i think we have the same idea of incredible sex and it would be fun to meet you.
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