Ladies Night With A Twist

I had an interesting ladies night last night - not at all what I expected, as it had some twist and turns that made it unique from my usual Wednesday night escapades. Today I have been recovering from a wicked hangover too. That's what I get for mixing different types of shots last night. ugh.

I wasn't even sure if I would make it out last night, because we ended up having a mild blizzard. We got about 6 to 8 inches of snow yesterday, but in the end I figured - what the hell - I have 4-wheel drive, so I'm not really worried about getting stuck. The one thing you really have to watch out for around here is the black ice - which can be pretty scary if you don't know what to look for. But I decided if I just took it easy, all would be well.

When I originally started getting ready to go out last night, I had intentions of getting together with a man I'll call "G-Man". He's in his early 50's, with a great body, handsome, and has a sex appeal that he's totally unaware of. G-Man and I hooked up two weeks ago on Ladies Night, and since I didn't go out last week, because of being sick, I was hoping to hook up again with him this week.

Let me give you a little background history with G-Man...

G-Man and I are both regulars on Ladies Night. I have seen him there many times, but he usually sits alone drinking his beer, and I never see him talking to anyone. One night about six weeks or so ago, I decided to introduce myself, so I walked up to him and just started talking to him. He was very friendly, but not overly so. I have had instances where I've gone out on a limb to introduce myself to men, and I either end up getting brushed off, or the guys think I'm hitting on them so they become instant macho male-whores. Can't a girl just be friendly? I have made some great friends this way though too, so I try not to take offense to the times when I get brushed off. I do, however, usually run in the opposite direction when I get the "male-whore" response, lol! Unless, of course, I'm in "hunting mode" myself. ;) I found G-Man to be just an overall nice guy. :)

Over the next few weeks, G-Man and I would sit and have a drink together, and just talk. Through the course of our conversations, he finally figured out that I was married. (I never keep this a secret. I always wear my ring, but it just never came up before this.) He said to me that I was the story of his life, as he shook his head. I supposed he meant that he meets women that he likes and they always end up being taken, lol. But then the conversation turned to Hubby, and he asked me why Hubby is never with me. He told me what a pretty woman he thinks I am, and how he just doesn't understand how Hubby can let me go out alone like that all the time. Of course, I tried to explain to him that Hubby works during the week, and that Ladies Nights are my nights to go out and have fun, but still he seemed a little befuddled about why I was out alone.

I was finding myself very attracted to G-Man, and his questions were starting to become a little deep, so I decided it was time to let him in on the whole open-marriage thing. This confused him even more, I think, as he stated several times that he just didn't understand the open-marriage thing either, lol. So, I basically used him as an example by stating, "If he and I were to "get together" (hint-hint), Hubby would know about it, and it would be cool with him." I no sooner said that to G-Man, then he asked me "My place, or his?", lol. I said, "His place.", and that was how we got together.

That night at G-Man's, before anything intimate happened, I once again made it very clear that Hubby would know, and I wanted to make absolutely sure G-Man was comfortable with that. You see, G-Man actually manages the dealership where Hubby bought his motorcycle - which is something I didn't know until after I hit on him. Oops, hehe! That means eventually Hubby and G-Man would have to look each other in the eye, and I just wanted to make sure everything would be cool there. He said he was totally fine with that, so he and I got a little cozier.

At first, we sat in his livingroom watching a concert DVD of the Eagles. I am a HUGE Eagles fan, and was very happy to see that concert again. During the concert, I was sitting on the floor at G-Man's feet, while he was sitting on the sofa. We actually started singing Eagles song together, which was fun for me, and he has a nice voice, which made it all that more pleasant. Then he started rubbing my shoulders. Nice! :)

Eventually his hands started moving towards my breasts. He seemed a little hesitant at first, but I let him take his time getting to the goods. Then he makes a comment about how breasts like mine (I'm a 38DD) need a lot of attention.

Now normally, I do like my breast played with, but only to a certain extent. Most men tend to get a little rough with them. (One guy left me with bruises, and Hubby was none too happy about it!) Because of the overall rough play, it's never really much of a turn on unless I'm in the throws of the "do me hard!" stage. So needless to say, I have never really derived much pleasure from breast play. But that night, G-Man taught me that I like my breasts played with very VERY much!

G-Man must have spent at least an hour massaging my breasts, gently squeezing them, feeling the weight of them, rolling my nipples around between his fingers, and just overall showing appreciation for the beauty of the breast, (only with his hands, I might add) and all I can say is, WOW! Honestly, I almost had an orgasm just from breast stimulation! That's a FIRST for me!! But the key word here would be "almost", because I simply needed a little more zing in the moment - lol - I was horny as shit!

I got to a point where I couldn't take it anymore, so I stood up, got undressed and sat on G-Man's lap, facing him, and started devouring him, from head to toe. In one sentence he called me both passionate and a tease, lol - telling me he liked it like that! (All I need is for a man to start telling me I'm giving him pleasure, and it's like an instant rush of sexual adreniline for me.)

I think, at this point, I started to surprise G-Man. I don't know why, but for some reason a lot of men are a little taken back by my sexual forwardness. I can't help it. When I get horny like that, any shyness factor goes right out the window, and the lioness in me comes out! After he got over the "unexpected", lol, I suggested we move our little party to the bedroom. Bad idea.

I was completely unaware that G-Man has a water-bed. I have nothing against water beds - really - I used to sleep in one - but when you've had as much alcohol as I had that night, water beds don't tend to sit too well with the tummy when you're not expecting it, if'n ya know what I mean. Ugh. Thankfully I was able to keep things "in check", but the horny factor was gone within a matter of minutes. I just couldn't take the motion of the ocean, LOL! After exiting the bedroom, and given the fact that I now felt quezy, the best I could do for G-Man was give him a hand job. I felt bad, and I'm just not the type of girl to leave a man hurtin' with a raging hard-on. ;)

I was really bummed about this one. Things were great until the waterbed! I'm hoping he doesn't think I'm in the habit of getting motion sickness on a regular basis. I am also hoping there might be a round-two so that we can finish what we started. Which leads me back to Ladies Night last night.

As I said, I was really hoping G-Man would show up last night. But as soon as I pulled into the parking lot of the watering hole, a few of Hubbies co-workers showed up - one of which was a pretty good friend whom Hubby also supervised on the job for about 3 years. Eek! I knew immediately when I saw them that the night had just taken an interesting turn, because they don't usually show up at the watering hole on Wednesday nights. Although, at the same time, I also knew I was going to have some fun too, because I always have a blast when we party with these guys.

When we got inside, I headed towards my favorite bartender, who is also a girlfriend of mine. I don't believe I've given her a blog name yet, so I think we'll call her Fancy. Fancy has gotten into the habit of slapping a ladies night bracelet on my wrist for free these days. Then she serves me whatever alcoholic beverage I choose, whether it's on the bracelet or not, lol. Goddess Bless Fancy! :) Then she takes pleasure over the course of the night serving me whopping shots of Blue 100 or Patron, where she pours me three shots at a time in a single large shot glass. Apparently she gets a kick out of getting my dumb ass drunk, lol! At the end of the night, I drop a $20 tip in her hand, and we both walk away smiling.

So anyway...The drinks were going down really easy last night, and G-Man never showed up, so I just hung out with the boys, flirtin' and having a good time. The next thing I know, I wind up in a conversation with one of the guys (the good friend of Hubby's) about sex. I really don't know how the conversation got started, but it basically came out that he knows Hubby and I have an open marraige, and he "is interested".

By the time we had this conversation, I was pretty lit. I was mildly shocked at this little tidbit of of info. I wasn't even sure I heard him correctly, lol. The only thing I said was that I'm not sure how Hubby would feel about it, given that they are good friends and Hubby wasn't with me that night. Then the conversation ended.

Whoa. Honestly, I have to wonder if I imagined this conversation. I'm still a bit taken back at his comment. He's only 28, and he's very yummy! And I have said to Hubby more than once that I would love to get this guy alone and rock his world! But I never thought he'd be the one to approach the subject. Why he would be interested in me that way, when he can have any young cute little girl he wants, is beyond me.

We are supposed to go this guys house on Sunday night for a party. I guess I'll just have to wait and see what happens. In the meantime, I am suddenly having wild exciting fantasies (beyond the previous ones, lol) about being with him. Thank goodness for new toys!

P.S. Happy Valentine's Day!
xoxo