Category: party

>Ben and I were recently asked if we wanted to play with another couple and to go to a swingers party. It SOUNDS sooo exciting. I was bummed when we didn’t go (I got over it though). But of course.. there are a few things that keeps this from happening.

  1. Ben and I are both kinda possesive of each other. Let me clarify that… we don’t really want to share each other with someone else. Having friends.. and doing things outside of each other are A okay…. but as far as being intimate with another… I think this would be very traumatic for each of us. Sooo for us to join another couple… this is sharing… and well.. yeah.. probably end with some hurt feelings.
  2. Ben is not comfortable having sex in front of others… no pictures.. not in the same room… not on cam. The idea of it.. just is not appealing to him. Me on the other hand… I think this is incredibly exciting. I have really come into my own voyeurwise in the last few years. There is something very, very erotic about watching another person/couple in the midst of something sexual. But again.. that’s just me. We are a couple… and so we have to find a common ground to where both will be comfortable.
  3. Past experience…. I’ve been down this road. I trust Ben completely.. but those bad memories… still taint my mouth. In fact… I completely trust said couple as well. They are awesome. This is my hang up.. no one else’s.

Despite this stuff.. it doesn’t keep me from thinking about how fun it COULD be. I feel like we kinda missed out on a great experience.. but if he’s not in it all the way… then I’d rather not do it at all. Keeping our healthy, happy relationship is way more important to me than one night of craziness.

What I do get from this is…. really hot masturbation material! So its not a complete waste!


>Another graduation has come and gone… and I must say.. I am VERY thankful. You see, graduation is the busiest time of my year work wise. Added to it this year was my niece graduating… and well you can see how this weekend was exhausting?

Work was insane… we had SO many orders.. it’s safe to say.. I worked my ass off (even though its still there thank goodness!). I went into to work at four am on Saturday. I got off.. grabbed the flowers and balloon I ordered for my niece. When I got home.. I boiled all the noodles I needed for the three pasta salads I was commissioned to make. It was a funny sight I’m sure…. in the kitchen in just my bra… Im strange.. I know.

After I jumped in the shower with little time to spare. Ben got home.. and did the same…. and we were off. We went and got the kids from their Dad’s and headed to the stadium. We were there a little early… but we wanted to get good seats next to the rest of the family. It was a nice day out.. despite the early morning rain. The seats… were terrible. All of our backs were hurting after the two hour ceremony was over.

It was emotional to watch her graduate… to see her as a woman and not as a child… its difficult. Nevertheless… I am so very proud of her… because I know how hard she worked to get to that day. When it was over.. and we went down to find her in the sea of people… she was all grins.

We had dinner at the parents house after… sub sandwiches and potato soup.. yum. It was nice to have all of us together.. chit chatting and having a good time. We only stayed a hour before we left for home to finish up making the salads and clean up.

We headed over to my sister’s house to deliver the salads and cake balls I made for the party on Sunday. We had planned on going out with friends… but that kind of fell through when we got sucked into helping set up. We were there until nine…. and went home.

Ben and I relaxed for a bit…. where I almost fell asleep on the couch. We decided it was bedtime… so we grabbed a shower and was in bed by 10:30.

On Sunday we did manage to sleep in… but I woke up very sore. My body was not liking being overworked. I got up and showered… and we headed out. We grabbed some breakfast then headed to my sister’s again.

I jumped in helping… setting up food and such. We headed out after the food was in order and set up the tables and chairs. We decorated the area… getting things all put together… and I must say… it turned out quite nicely.

People started showing up on time at four… and the two of us were in hostess mode getting everything moving. We showed the slide show I put together first thing… which everyone loved… I even got asked how much I would charge to do something like that. That surprised me.. but made me feel good knowing that I did a good job.

After that we manned the grills and got to cooking. Once that was done.. we could finally relax and enjoy the fruits of our labor. We sat around talking and just enjoying ourselves. This is where Ben told me… the cake is melting. It had been an all afternoon project keeping that cake(that I made) out of the sun… and apparently I dropped the ball. (the pic is pre-meltdown.. I didn’t get a pic of it melted.. I should have!)

I went over to rescue it.. and the left side bottom boarder… completely melted.. it was a puddle of frosting. Quite funny I must say! I separated the three tiers so that it could be served…. it was quite tasty.

Ben, the kids, and I all headed home around eight… where we tossed the kids in the tub. We relaxed a bit.. then headed to bed after a shower at ten. It was a very full weekend…. I’m sore. But… I feel good about how it all turned out…. so it was all worth the work.

>So I would like to start off by saying… I am officially annoyed with Blogger. Apparently you can not post (or even create a new post for that matter) with a mobile device…. UNLESS you text them and they set it up… I am not sure if that’s how it works for all blogs… but I must say… that is just stupid.

There I sat… I had the whole post going in my head on lunch… so I broke out my trusty iPhone… only to find that no, I will not be posting a new thing until I get home. Just stupid. So without further ado (and bitching)…. my post….


I was making dinner…. I really can’t remember what I was making now… but Ben came into the kitchen. He started making himself a drink and carrying on small talk when he decided to broach a sensitive subject.

“What do you want to do for your birthday? Do you want to have a poker party… or do you want to do something just the two of us?”, he asked… I’m sure hoping to get a good response… what he got.. was not what he expected.

“I dunno…. you know how I feel about my birthday… it’s really important to me… and it seems I build it up in my head… and well.. I get disappointed. I honest don’t know what I want to do… you should just plan something…. get someone to help you if you need. I just don’t have a clue”, I replied… feeling this wave of emotion wash over me. I felt completely and utterly bummed.

You see.. like I told him, I always build it up… and its generally a big bust. I have cried on my last two birthdays… because as I have said before, Ben is by no means a planner. I adore him with all my being… but he is not. It does not even cross his mind that he SHOULD plan something for my birthday… I mean after all… I plan everything else.

The fact that he brought it up.. should make me happy…. and it does.. that he’s putting thought into it… but the question is.. will it go further? Maybe I’m being a spoiled brat… who knows. I just want one day of the year to be about me.. and only me. I want to feel special and loved… and I really don’t think that is too much to ask for honestly. Just one time I would like him to go out of his way… to try really hard to do something special for me… no matter what it is. I would love it because I know how much he put into it.

BUT in the same thought.. I will not hold my breath.. (not because I don’t have faith in him… but because I know him and though he tries… it’s just not his suit)… and I certainly will no build it up in my head. I refuse to feel like that on my birthday again this year. I just will not do it to myself. At the end of the day… it boils down to.. had I not made it into something huge, I would not feel so bummed. For everyone else… it is just another day… and I’m okay with that…. I just… yeah.. want to feel special.. if only for for day.

Ben did apologize for bringing it up… he said he didn’t mean to bum me out… and I know it made him feel bad. I didn’t think I would have reacted that way.. I couldn’t help myself. I love him… and how he cares… that makes me feel special…. because I know to him I am. So really, I’m not sure why this whole birthday thing bugs me so much… I need to work on that for sure.

>First off… Happy 2009… a fresh start and so forth. It feels like just another day to me… but… yeah. I hope everyone is feeling well on this rainy New Year’s Day… I know Ben… is not.

So last night we had a poker party as stated in my previous post. Everyone filed in shortly after 8… booze in tow… and few donned my party attire… but the ones who did were to coolest kids in the house (hehe… I, of course, was one of the few).

We had a mixed bunch last night… a handful of our kinky friends, some of Ben’s work buddies (non judgemental ones), and my sister and brother-in-law. My sister is kind of a prude.. she can be fun sometimes… but other times… she is the type of person who if its not something she’s into… then its gross or wrong.

Very early on in the night it came out that I swallow.. she thought this was gross. The way I see it… if your man is willing to go down on YOU then how is it any different…. poor brother-in-law. But whatever… if that’s how she wants to be… sexually closed off… that is her problem and she is the one missing out on lots of fun times.

The drinks poured and lots of poker was played. It was a really fun night.. filled with laughter.. (and some snorting… heh…). One of our chairs fell apart on someone… which was funny as hell. Apparently I was fondled while my eyes were covered…. and yes.. there’s a picture to prove it. Ben got totally wasted… poor thing.. I’ve seen him drunk… but never seen him get sick. Last night was a first for that. I hate that I couldn’t do anything for him- but that was after everyone went home.

At some point in the night…. we were throwing around streamers… and Ben wrapped some around my throat from behind and pulled. My sister was like “looks like he’s into bondage tonight”… which is shocking coming from her.. she was totally cool last night. That was awesome. BUT all our kinky friends were over on their part of the table giggling their asses off at that one… if she only knew.

We did watch the ball drop… and had champaign.. which I hate.. but took a sip of. All in all it was one hell of a fun night. It went off without any issues.. and I’m so thankful for that. You just never know what will happen when you get a group of different types of people together. They just all proved to me what great people they all are… and why we have them in our lives.

So, good bye to 2008… and hello 2009… I hope that this year is just as good as the last… if not better. I look forward to many fun…. touching… and erotic moments… and wish you all the same!

>poker night

>Saturday night we had a poker party at our place as I said in an earlier post. It was… an interesting night to say the least. I got up at 5:30 am on Saturday and did not make it to bed till almost 6:00 am on Sunday.

Work was hell that day.. it was very busy… too much work and not enough time to do it in. Needless to say I was happy to come home. I got off at 2:30 pm. I went home and posted a blog… showered and then our friend Smith showed up.

He needed to go shopping for some new jeans… and so we all piled into Ben’s car and went around. We got home around six. The guys started setting up the table and chairs and I started fixing our dinner-nachoes.

Everyone showed up around seven. There was lots of booze involved and we were having a great time. I won the first hand of the night… which is always nice. I think in all I only won three hands though… but whatever.. it’s not about the money.. it was about having fun.

As the night progressed my brother in law and husband were very drunk… along with two of our girl friends. This is where the guys started asking to see boobs (their word lol). At first it was only cleavage… fearing that my sister and I would be upset…. which is NOT the case. I said I really didn’t care.

So this is when the breasts came out of the bras. There were tons of pics taken and I started calling Ben the porn director (only because he’d be like “Jan… what do you have for me now?”). Soon this settled down and Smith took off a little after elevan because he had to be at work early the next day.

Around midnight my sister and her husband took off and all that was left was Gail and Jan. We all sat around and bs’ed and in this process I found something out about my ex (funny… Gail is my ex’s ex… weird huh?). This disturbed me greatly.. and as I cannot go into details.. I will say I’m sorry for that.

Shortly after that… they left… and I told Ben about what I found out… he was very pissed about it. I knew I wouldn’t sleep unless I knew the truth and so I went to his parents house (where he lives) to find out the truth.

I got the truth.. and all hell broke loose. The whole family ended up coming over… and there was drama galoure. It was a nightmare. It didn’t finally simmer down until around 5:30 am… and Ben and I went home.

The party was a blast.. we had a great time.. I just wish the after part had not happened. It was not fun at all. Now the whole family is just trying to get past it and pick up the peices… and thats always fun.

>writers block

>I know it’s been several days since I’ve written anything… but there is a valid reason. I just don’t know what to write about. There has not really been anything exceptional going on lately that’s fun to read about. Trust me, I’ve wanted to write… and I will sit and think about it… wonder what to write about… some topic that I can get on my soapbox about and yet, nothing comes.

So I figured I’d write about nothing.

The weekend is fast and approaching thank goodness. We are having a poker party this weekend. I can’t wait. Our poker parties are always so much fun. We drink, play cards, and eat nachos. I mean- what could be better than that?

I remember ( I think the first or second one we had- we have them usually about every month.. but haven’t since May) this one poker party we had. I believe it was last October…. I had borrowed a big Gatorade cooler and made jungle juice. It had tons of alcohol in it… rum, vodka, sangria… and I think some other stuff.

Needless to say… I had to thin it up with some Sprite. I added a bottle of that I think… when all was said and done… it still ended up being 90% alcohol… 8% fruit.. and 2% Sprite. A deadly combination.

I had one cup before they got here… and I was feeling good after half the glass. I tried to convince Ben to have a quicky before they showed up… but no dice. I, of course, was disappointed.

I finished it off when his friends showed up… mine showed up shortly after. My friends and I stood in the driveway eating and drinking. I had a second glass… I guess I was talking really loud when this went down (hehe).

Soon we migrated inside and I was all sorts of torn up. The room was spinning.. and I felt really… out of it. Shortly after that.. I felt like I was going to be sick and crawled to the bathroom because walking at this point was not an option.

I spent the remainder of the evening in the bathroom not knowing how much time was passing. Ben would come and check on me periodically and see if I needed anything. At some point I went to bed.

About two hours elapsed between the first drink to me getting sick.. crazy huh? SO yeah.. I’ve never done that again.. and never will. This poker party won’t be a repeat of that night… I actually PLAY poker now lol.

Anyways.. looks like I found something to write about.. yay! I guess all it takes is just writing sometimes.

Hopefully I’ll have something a bit more sex crazed to write next time hehe.