The Other Woman

 The Other Woman

 She knows well enough

to respect me.

She knows better than

to ignore me.

I like her in her own right.

I tell myself we should be friends,

not just because it will be easier

but also because it’s

so rare to find

anyone who

gets me

and gets him too.

I could use more friends like her.

And I gather, so could she.

***

 Men are not just scraps of meat,

over which we

think we must fight,

only to hurt ourselves

in the process.

We do not need to fight

over this man.

We are not bitches,

but we can share

the bone

like sisters.

With a common agenda

there is much

we can do

together to further

our own needs.

So much energy

wasted either in subterfuge,

detection,

or intervention.

Better to get it out

and get on with it

than to

cower

in the shadow

of denial

or self-deception.

She knows

I saw him first,

and I know

she won’t be the last

to notice him.

She also knows

that when I

follow my nature,

there will be times I will be glad

she will be there for him,

allowing me to take my leave

when and as I choose

when the glove is on the other hand.

***

She is the perfect

Other Woman.

She knows

what it is like

to walk in my shoes

and what hurts

as well as what feels good

if she will just let it.

I understand her completely

because

I have been her

for him

when someone else was me,

and I wanted to be honest

and remain her friend,

but such was not to be.

***

And now,

as I prepare to take my leave

to explore,

to experience

something new

with someone new

I realize that once again

I am the Other Woman

just as much as she is me.

I want to have so much

in common with this

enlightened woman

who sees me as I am,

accepts me,

even encourages me

to help find pleasure

with this man

she loves so much,

I can’t help

loving

her

for the way

that

she loves him.

If women

of uncommon

consciousness

found their friends

from among

their lovers’

paramours

they would never find themselves

lonely

or friendless

again.

I am the Other Woman

just as much as she is me.

 

The Cat Found Her Mouse, The Dog Found His Bone: The Dinner Party: #6 of 7: On Our Way Home

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Explicit Sexual Words & Themes

On Our Way Home

After our passionate kiss Ian opened the passenger door. I entered and sat in the car. Ian walked around the car opened and entered into the driver seat. Before engaging our seat belts we mutually turned and faced one another. We gazed deeply into the windows of our souls. In unison we leaned inward. Our upper bodies connected. My breasts compressed firmly against Ian’s chest, whilst my nipples became erect rubbing against him. My left arm extended cradling the back of his neck with my hand. My right hand delicately caressing the right side of his face. His arms encircled me snugly. Our lips met as our mouths parted open, his moistened tongue softly enters me as my tongue greeted his with much excitement.

Within moments are tongues were entwined swirling back and forth within our mouths. Ian repositioned himself in the driver’s seat. Keeping one arm around me, and the other while slipping underneath my top and unhooked my front fastened bra. (Aahhh my breast are free) His warm soft hand gently cupped each breast. His fingertips gently rubbed against one nipple, then the other. My right hand slowly works its way down from his cheek, then neck where I unbuttoned his shirt and slide my hand through lightly caressing his chest. Our tongues darted and dance with delight. My breath was quick and sharp, my cunt whet and wanting. I slid my hand underneath his pants and boxers. My palm rested on top of the head of his glistening cock. I moved my fingers up and down the top portion of his shaft. Ian moved his hand slowly and methodically down until he reached the bottom of my skirt that he lifted upwards exposing my panties. With fervor his fingers pull the front of my laced panties taking access to my wanting Flower that is moist with essence.

I slowly leaned my head backwards breaking our kiss. “Honey I think we should start the engine and head home Now.” “I agree ” Ian replied. We repositioned ourselves and fastened our seat belts. Ian turned the key and started the engine. He drove out from the parking spot. I asked “Did you enjoy dancing with Chiaki?” He turned his head and smiled exhibiting a mischievous expression. Then turned and focused on the road.

“Yes I did.”

“I saw you cupping her ass.”

“Yes.”

“How did it feel in your hands?”

“Nice…small, well-rounded and tight.” 

“I bet it would feel good to hold as you thrusted her?”

“ I like the way you think Sweetheart.”

“Did she react?”

“I’m sensing she enjoyed what I was doing.”

“Oh how?”

“I could feel her slightly push her pelvis against me”

“I have no doubt that gave you a hard on.”

“Yes… it did.”

“I’m sure she liked what she felt. I’m getting hot just hearing about it. Did she touch your cock?”

“No.”

“I wonder why?”

“Maybe she didn’t want to seem to eager.”

“Maybe..”

“I saw Jake kiss you.”

“Yes…he did.”

“What was it like?”

“Soft and gentle. No tongue .”

“Well I’m sure he was being a gentleman.”

“Yes he was.”

“Did you check out his cock?

“Honey…of course I did.”

“And?”

“From the bulge I saw he looked to be quite endowed.”

“What gives you that impression?”

“Well I’m pretty sure he had an erection.”

“Why?”

“When he leaned back to get his phone from out of his pocket, his schlong was positioned upward and the fabric of his pants gave a nice defined outline”

“Coming from you that doesn’t surprise me. From your past experiences you generally seem to attract well hung men.”

“Yeah I guess I’m lucky in that sense Honey. I’m met and married you. You know Jake asked about you?”

“Oh what did he ask about?”

“He expressed his desire to do Very Dirty and Nasty things to you.”

“Oh.. what did you say?”

“I saw the three of us, and the two of you, and then me directing the two of you jumping in and out as I please.”

“Did you have an opportunity to touch Chiaki’s tits?”

“I did.”

“Tell me how did she respond?”

“As I brought my hand up near her chest she positioned herself allowing me to feel them.”

“Honey.. please be more specific. Did you feel her tits over her dress, or under the dress over the bra? Or directly under her bra?”

“Directly under her bra.”  Ian paused for just a moment.

“Honey..…”

“Hang on sweetheart, the phone is vibrating.”  Ian reached for his cell phone in his shirt pocket. “Hello. Hi how are you? We had a wonderful time too. I gently nudged his right arm attempting to get his attention. Ian raised his index finger on his right hand off the steering wheel. Motioning to wait a second. “We are pulling in the driveway now. Okay sounds great I’ll talk to you then.”

“Who was calling?”

Stayed Tuned for more adventures of these Daredevils of Deviance.

 

The Cat Found Her Mouse, The Dog Found His Bone: The Dinner Party: #3 of 7: Poolside

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Explicit Sexual Words & Themes

Poolside

Dinner was superb, the sensuality of the dishes served in combination with my heightened state of arousal was intoxicating. During dinner Chiaki ever so softly touched my hand that was resting on my lap, and smiled. She turned her head and whispered in my ear “I’m very aroused by your energies.” I was captivated. 

As our eyes met, our mutual deep gaze became mesmerizing. What was only momentary seemed timeless. Visions of her delicate petite flesh against mine bombarded my every thoughts. A spark of electricity zinged my now pulsating poonanie. I adjusted my seated position as the wetness from my panties only reinforced how deeply I wanted and desired her. 

My mind raced as if I was running to catch a train leaving the station. What did she just say? Did I hear her correctly? Is she bi-sexual like me? Did she prefer only women? Was she interested in men? In due time Kat, I told myself.

As we finished our dessert, our hostess Lena said “It’s a beautiful night would you like to have your after dinner drinks served poolside?” We all looked at each other and in unison replied “yes please.”

We courteously excused ourselves from the dinner table and walked through the glass door and outside. The shimmer of light that illuminated from the moon off the water, and balmy breeze was like a scene out of a romance novel. The poolside furniture was positioned in manner that an intimate conversation or the “Dance of Love” could take place without any disturbances from other guests or a surprise visitor.

Ian sat down on the loveseat across from Chiaki. I noticed Jake’s hand ever so gently brush against Ian’s leg. Ian and I made eye contact as we mutually acknowledged Jake’s motion, and simultaneously winked at each other.

Our hostess Lena arrived with our after dinner drinks, and a platter with a variety of fresh fruits.

Chiaki opened her clutch and removed her mobile phone. She repositioned herself facing towards me. With a glisten in her eye she smiled and asked “may I have your number? I would like very much for us to spend time together.” I smiled trying my damnedest not to look like the Cheshire cat “I would like that very much” as I gave her our number. 

Jake positioned himself on the love seat angled towards Ian, and said “I’m so glad to have met you and Kat this evening. I was starting to lose hope in finding like-minded companions.” “I know adult internet sites are not conducive to fostering real friendships, let alone anything enduring” Ian replied. As he leaned over and sipped at his single malt scotch. Ian placed his drink back on the table, looked at Chiaki and said “would you care to dance?” Chiaki turned and looked at me. I smiled and nodded. Ian stood and extended his right hand as Chiaki extended her right hand as she stood up. They walk closer to poolside. Ian placed his hands on her petite hips. She placed her arms around his neck. They danced slowly to the music playing in the background.

Jake smiled leaned over and picked up his bourbon. His mouth was sensual as he placed the glass up to his lips. I imagined how they would feel against mine. I began to fantasized him softly, and gently kissing my outer and inner lips as he dragged his tongue upon my erect clit. I had to reposition myself as my lace panties were wet.

Jake stood up and sat next to me positioning himself in my direction. He leaned forward and placed his drink on the table. I repositioned the pillows against my back. “Oh Kat I’m so glad I met you and Ian this evening.” I grinned as I said “we too are jazzed to have met you and Chiaki this evening.”

I peered just beyond Jake’s direction to watch Chiaki and Ian slow dance under the lite moon, it was quite romantic. A chill of excitement ran down my spine as I watched the man I’m deeply in love with dance closely with the Woman I deeply desired. I felt immensely tantalized. 

As Jake and I continued to talk he said “Kat I want to have a connection, a deep and meaningful relationship. I’m ready now my days of the club scene are over.” He continued “I want more than just a pal with whom I can enjoy a beer or a one night stand. Don’t get me wrong sometimes it’s nice to have raw animalistic sex with a complete stranger with no ties or commitments. While I have been speaking with you and Ian I feel a spiritual connection here and now it’s definitely deep and profound. I have not experienced this feeling of spiritual connection before.” 

“I do understand the feelings you expressed” as I looked intently into his eyes. “Jake…are you ready to accept unconditional love? To be appreciated for the person you are? There are no hidden agendas, everything is out in the open, no deceit, no lying. Are you ready to love and be loved unconditionally Jake?” I replied.

Stayed Tuned for more adventures of these Daredevils of Deviance.

 

 

The Cat Found Her Mouse, The Dog Found His Bone: The Dinner Party: #1 of 7: The Introduction

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Explicit Sexual Words & Themes

The Introduction

Ian and I received an invitation to attend an intimate informal dinner party. Hosted by Michael and his wife Lena in their home. Michael and Ian were long time business associates. Ian who was a freelance motivational speaker often conducted leadership seminars for Michael’s executive staff. The party was scheduled for Friday August 8th for cocktails at six-thirty in the evening. Dinner to immediately follow. 

Interestingly, August 8th is International Female Orgasm Day, due to the initiative of Arimateio Dantas, Councilman of Espertina, in Brazil. Dantas proclaimed International Female Orgasm Day as a way to honor his wife.He wanted to raise awareness in men so they’d realize women need and deserve to experience orgasms. In fact, a law was passed in Espertina for men to ensure their wives would attain an orgasm. 

http://www.mamiverse.com/happy-international-female-orgasm-day-17620/

Ian and I arrived promptly at 6:30pm. Lena greeted us at the door and then escorted us through the foyer into the parlor. It was then I saw her from across the room. I knew from that point on the Cat had finally found her Mouse. Ian immediately saw the look in my eye, the way it glistened with thrill and excitement. He knew exactly what Kat wanted, she had been wanting it for so long, and now the opportunity had arrived. He knew she wasn’t going to let this window close without passing throughout it first. He turned and whispered gently in my ear. “Honey go on over and do what you do best.” I’m very comfortable with walking up to a group and engaging in conversation. Ian is the first to say “You’re so easy to speak with, and everyone is immediately taken by you when they first meet you.” I proceed to walk in the direction of my attraction, as Ian walked over to the bar to get our drinks. She was standing in front of the open glass door. The full moon that night was so bright and brilliant as it reflected off of the pool water and illuminated the area where they stood.

As I proceeded to walk in her direction I observed her speaking with a very handsome gentleman with whom I would have the pleasure of meeting. He was over six feet and his wavy brown hair look so inviting I wanted to run my fingers through it. I envisioned pulling it while in the heat of passion. His olive skin tone and hypnotizing green eyes invaded my thoughts.

As I approached the couple I smiled and extended my right hand and introduced myself “Good evening I’m Kat.”As Jake took my hand I could feel a spark of electricity it was something I had never previously experienced as it resonated within me. He slightly bowed his head as he lifted my hand to his lips. Which he brushed ever so gently against the back of my hand. He lifted his gaze upward as our eyes met. I was tickled and pleasantly surprised by his pantomime gesture of worship. About that time a devilish smirk passed over his countenance I was charmingly disquieted by the pure naughtiness of his expression as he winked knowingly.

Chiaki smiled and extended her petite right hand. When our hands touched a tingle passed through me like a spark as my Flower blushed. Her eyes were of a black onyx, and her lips plump and full. Her red lipstick glistened enticingly. I could not stop myself from fantasizing them gently touching mine. As my mind wandered I found myself thinking about her kissing and licking my Orchid to bloom. She stood five feet her long jet black hair flowed to the small of her back like molten obsidian oozing from a volcano. Her low-cut emerald dress highlighted her pale pearl complexion. Her petite stature and youth elicited heightened desire welling up within me. 

As Jake, Chiaki and I were getting to know each other Ian sauntered over with our drinks. I introduced him while he shook hands deferentially with Jake. He then turned to Chiaki and greeted her in formal Japanese. Chiaki replied “Your pronunciation is very good how long were you in Japan?” “Regretfully never the only words I ever learned were in Sushi bars and Dojos.” I sensed by Ian’s body language and bemused expression that a curiosity about Jake had been peaked. 

Stayed Tuned for more adventures of these Daredevils of Deviance.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Loving Heart is the Truest Wisdom

A Loving Heart is the Truest Wisdom

Re-Blogged

*This post has been Changed from its Original Writting and Format*

Original Post by By Dan Chiras

 http://www.motherearthnews.com/natural-health/a-loving-heart-is-the-truest-wisdom.aspx#axzz2aOG6pNdR

One of the most important lesson I’ve learned in life, I learned from my Friend, Husband, Lover, and Playmate.

A quote from novelist Charles Dickens,  “A Loving Heart Is The Truest Wisdom.”  Although it seemed brilliant, and I was drawn to it, the quote created cognitive dissonance in me.

My logical mind said: How could A Loving Heart Be The Truest Wisdom?

Love is an emotion.

 Wisdom is a cerebral function, the antithesis of emotion.

Whereas love can be foolish and blind, even outright stupid, wisdom is intelligent, clear-eyed, and directed. Love happens; wisdom is gained through experiences that lead us to deeper understandings, to knowledge as to what is right and wrong. Wise individuals are guided by knowledge, not led down blind alleys by emotion. Wisdom and love could not be farther apart, which meant they could not be one and the same, as Dickens suggests.

Over a very short period of time, I began to realize that love and wisdom are related — very closely related. By my observations, and experiences positive and negative love can inform logic. It can make us Wiser.

As A Mother of 3 Adult Men. My Partner of 22 years of Marriage. a Wise, and Loving Man who has been around the block more times than I could count. I see with great Clarity that a Loving Heart is indeed the Truest form of Wisdom.

I began to understand the relationship between Love and Wisdom more deeply as I watched my Husband. Soul Provider to care for his family. Fantastic Father, and more importantly Friend to his Adult Children.

I can see in My Children’s eyes that they’re profoundly committed to their Dad. They’ve developed into Independent, and Responsible Young Adults in our society.  I’d like to believe that through our Inspiration and Love, our Children are the Wonderful People they are today.

It is now clear too me: if we Operate Out Of Love For Others, the Quality of our Lives can Soar to New Heights.

My Shattered Heart. The broken jagged pieces that saturated with blood have healed. As I choose to put the jagged pieces back together and replenish my blood supply. This process could not have happened if I did not have an Open Loving Heart.

Our lives are so much more Peaceful and Rewarding. We can overcome much Negativity. Although sometimes this process is easier said then done.

The Dali Lama spoke of the palliative benefits of Love when he wrote, “One can Overcome the Forces of Negative Emotions, like anger and hatred, by Cultivating their Counterforce, like Love and Compassion.”

I would like to share that I was unknowingly putting myself  in a very unpleasant position (for me emotionally). Being with Very, Very Unhappy People. They exhibited emotions from anger, to disrespect for one another, and discord within all of their relationships. They possessed extremely negative energies and their general outlook was of Misery. They had no ability to acknowledge or relish in Happiness. No matter how large or small by that gift that was given by An Open Loving Heart. By the time I left, I had hoped that the Love I Spread and Shared Selflessly may not have shown outwardly. In my Loving Wisdom, I’d hoped that the Love had seeped into some dark crack or crevice that has been Closed For So Long, that it would hopefully shine a Light.

On my own personal level, I have created a warm and sacred place where My Love flows Freely.

Let your Love for Others Reign Supreme.

Let your Love guide you on to a path that is simultaneously Fulfilling and Nurturing to those whose Lives Intersect Yours.