Entries from August 2014 ↓

twenty seven year olds

I’m vaguely disturbed by my continuing attraction to 27 yr olds. I volunteer weekends with this beautiful man and often partner with him on jobs. We were hanging drywall on a ceiling, a difficult task made tricky by some unique logistics, and at one point he climbed up on my ladder and leaned into/over me to reach a spot with the screw drill, and I almost forgot to breathe. Ha.

first fuck of fifty

whew, it had been a few weeks and I was getting worried that turning fifty meant I wasn’t going to get laid any more. But thankfully Mr. Fireman has just been busy and he swung by for a quickie on his way home from Queens. I am indeed geographically desirable…  I was just out of the bath when he texted, all warm and soft and clean. love that man, love that body.