Business with a little non-guilty pleasure.

Been away much to long! Exploding inside to express/share my past week experiences...anyone that relates please share? Been nice, naughty and professional. Santa will have to decide whether or not I'm deserving this year LOL.

Recently received a promotion as Operations Manager. My everyday somewhat simple day-to-day existence has changed overnight. Completely out of my tight knit circle of predictability. Forced to step up my laid back wardrobe. Hanging out with old and new money. As they say, being introduced to some of the finer things in life. Early morning continental breakfast, afternoon company budgeted lunches. Late dinner meetings to discuss the ever exciting "quarterly finances".

Being the only women in this so called man’s world! I find it very challenging…an empowering force of mind pondering circumstances. During some of these dinner meetings, it's amazing what a few drinks can reveal? Bringing yourself to the conclusion of why are these so called "high end" Managers in the position they are? The more sips taken, it's amazing how everyone’s attention strays away from the actual purposes of the meetings (and why are we here anyway)?. One of these so called "high end" Managers got so stupid, he kindly asked if he could he go off the record to give me a compliment. No worries, as a women I take it all in stride. Sexual harassment law suits, never coming to mind. Every last one of these power freaks know how far to take it with me! Should I also mention they're in the less desirable, maybe somebody else's taste kinda a guy category.

Continuing these meetings, took me all the way to Las Vegas, for three-days. Speaking in front of a very large audience (mostly men of course). Talk about nervous… I'm not kidding. The only thing that kept my knees from buckling was to picture everyone of them shitting on the toilet. I know gross right? That's me for you though! I've found whenever I'm removed far from my comfort zone, I attack it with humor. Making the situation cartoonish like. Everyone, everything becomes approachable, comfort ability. Attitude, confidence, immediately transforms. Charm volume speaks loudly. Spreading sexy, with a little naughty, and the oh' so professional talk! Soon the rehearsed speech you've worked on for two-weeks, clearly becomes blah, blah, blah to most of the men in the audience. It's OK though, turns me on to be able to take someone’s mind away from the so-called norm! It's like when someone finds you attractive, and can do absolutely nothing but wish upon a star. Or the guys that bring the insecure wifey/girlfriends along. Walking over to their tables to introduce myself, makes for such funny awkwardness. Women start fiddling in their chairs, trying not to stare. It always makes me smile, further validating that it's OK to be beautiful and smart!

I also have fun at these meetings with the Mr. Sexy, handsome, professional pants. Who tries their hardest to act like you don't exist. But breaks their necks towards the end of the night to pass you their business card. "Let's get together to discuss the budget" (yeah OK...and I just purchased the Bay Bridge). For fun I humor them, appeasing their gestures! Such a pussy pleasing tease!

Got work meetings out of the way, called to check on hubby. Who by the way is very irritated with my unexpected departure. However, tolerates it because of the new found “cash flow”. A ½ an hour chat playing the good girl chameleon. Politely allowing his mind to believe I'll be in my room working all night...NOT!

Finally getting the chance to go a little nuts! I am in Vegas! Through the night I partied my ass off. Carelessly reintroducing myself to the single/carefree life style. And NO...I wasn't a very good girl. I found myself crazy attracted to this guy. I tried so FUCKING hard to not even go there! He was just to desirable! Simply irresistible/magnetic...just had to touch! Like the Gemini I am, splitting myself into two, leaving Mrs. Goody-two-shoes behind. We danced so much, I hadn't danced like that forever! I was a perfect tipsy, the one that heightens your fun vibes. Making the most unattractive, appear the most beautiful.

Through the night acting out like teenagers with first crushes. Pulling up my very short dress, making him touch her, just so he could feel how wet she was. Flashing that sexy purple thong, with no intentions of fucking. In return touching him too. Experiencing his already imagined huge-bulge (bigger then expected). Hands through those sexy 501 button fly jeans, I'm stroking him. Me illegally/ridiculously wet! So hard to refrain from having the feeling of chocking myself out. Even sillier, we couldn't stop smelling/kissing each others necks. Secretly almost bringing me to orgasm. I know, I know, such a very bad, naughty girl! Hard to leave (literally), had to say goodnight, goodbye (no regrets). We all know what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas...RIGHT??

Back at home, hubby content. Although some of my mind still in Vegas, imagining those fingers swimming in my vagina pool. Exciting myself all over again. Also imagining what you’re doing, or not doing right now? You hopefully know who you are? And to answer your question… yes…I guess you are my first. So my question to you is what are you going to do about that?

May all your Thanksgivings/families be blessed!

Meagan

Sexual Whirlwind

Been feeling very sexually overwhelmed lately? Brain full of lustful uninhibited, thought provoked freakiness. I am certain this can only be contributed to the very sexually, exciting blogs I've recently associated myself with. Like a sponge, finding myself soaking up, delving into the unapologetic, mindful creativity of all these surrounding, well written fantasies. Never one to shy away from any sexual experiences. Always been open-minded with any forms of sexuality, so don’t get me wrong, it isn’t if I’m not enjoying them! However, in a few instances I've accidentally allowed myself to grasps hold of connections that aren't real and will never be. I can see how both males/females, can easily get caught up, venturing over to a what could potentially be a dark place. In others words, it might be best to leave your fantasies in their blogger places! But…and a very BIG but, that comment can become a catch 22?

I say this because the few fantasy's I’ve ripped from their bloggers places, imbedding them into my reality, has provided me with much unexpected pleasures! Literally igniting, rekindling, dwindling flames! Adding some much needed sparks to my seven-year, same-old-sex-bedroom. Just thinking about what I've read, viewed, or comments received, it’s such a mental turn on, painfully erotic! Like an untouchable here and now connection! Making irregular palpitations to the pussy!

Imagining what everyone looks like, what they’re feeling? What they’re wearing…if anything? If they really just need a friend, lover, freak or just someone to talk to? I also think if some of us actually had an opportunity to meet/talk to the person behind the blog. Would the masturbation fantasy, or the fantasy of who you thought they were still exist? Would it ever be the same after that? Probably not…the mystery would be gone…making it REAL…

I’m going to keep reading, and certainly keep Cumming! Also because of these unexpected reading/viewing pleasures, I’ve continued to be a good girl. Keeping the standbys, jut where they need to be…standing by! Until I’m ready to take them off the shelf to play again.

PS. You know who you are. Your message to me didn’t go UN-noticed. I’ll definitely give you the pleasure of a from the neck down shot. Without a doubt in my mind you’ll be pleasantly surprised! Or maybe you won’t? Beauty is as they say, always in the eye’s of the beholder.

Meagan

for meagan's authentic prose...

I am very honored today to have been told to “pop by” and pick up my award! All because this very smart/sexy, well written poet felt me deserving (no way)! We all know that in the blogging sphere, when you take the time to comment on someone’s creative pieces, of what could be about anything the artist felt like sharing, and/or expressing. Comments/feedback received are beyond appreciation! Like an unexpected high of inspiration, creativity! Giving an OK to further allow openness/sharing of oneself!

Sincere appreciation and thanks to you Nadege! http://littlepurplegoodyhood.blogspot.com

Smiles,
Meagan

Out on a limb...

Take 6:00 minutes and 29 seconds to watch this video, I promise you that there is something visually inspiring for everyone to enjoy! You have to tell me if it isn't OK? Sexy/Beautifully done, wanted to share it with anyone who's willing to take the time to watch. So that's all...I'm going back to my me time. I'm relaxing on this huge pillow, glass of wine in hand. My favorite candles lit, jazz plays in my background. Alone, feelings of happiness, at ease, peace. Blessed to have the freedom to share, express when ever, and what ever I want. Something all of us must never take for granite.

Cyber hugs and Lot's of kisses to you!!



o

"Can I"

When you walked into my office this morning I secretly watched your lips as you took your first sips of coffee. When your coffee unintentionally splashed you extended your tongue out to lick the coffee from your lips…that was my slow motion moment. A fierce zone of I “WANT YOU” came over me like animalistic behaviors. An outer body emotion, firmly demanding/asking in a soft spoken tone “can I fuck your face”? Without actual words spoken your facial expressions provided/displayed every bit of what you were feeling/thinking, letting me know without a doubt you 'd accepted my offer. I already knew this “good boy image” you tried so HARD to project from day to day was fake! I immediately saw right through that the very first day you were introduced as our new Accountant Manager. My freak-radar registered at it's highest peak. From one freak to another, a woman's intuition is rarely ever wrong.

Door securely shut I quietly whisper to you I’ll be real gentle as I’m gliding/gridding my clit back n’ forth across your extended tongue. My moans for your ears only provide a sexual symphony of unconscious/unacceptable passions. Getting the attention of your other man, he stands firmly at attention to await entry. Like a feather you lift me up placing me in your please me now position. Touching my lips with your fingers, you slowly lower my head, implying my mouth now needs to meet the other man. I graciously accept, giving him slippery, spit splashing swallows, taking in every inch of my new found friend.

Breaks are nearing, co-workers will soon require/demand your attention. You’ll soon be needed in the usual meetings. Yet as your rhythmically riding up and down on your new found friend, embraced in orgasmic passions. You can’t stop, it just feels to good. You know what’s Cumming. You know the pursuit of orgasmic release must occur as the end result. Not to care who or what is possibly approaching you. Phone ringing only intensifies pleasures! Both of us feeling it...almost there! Intense, sexual pleasures...it's coming...it's here! I'm Cumming, Cumming, Cumming! Griding/pumping slows, squeezing, getting it all out, to hold and kiss each other one last time.

Rushing in an attempt to freshen up, grab the tissues from desk to wipe away the sex, to appear as having the casual office, accountant discussions.
Pickup up the phone to advise the other side see you in five.

Alright so I guess I’ll see you later….smiles.
Like that right…yeah’ OK then…smiles.

Thank You Victoria

Immediately from a far noticed the bright pink package, unmistakably Victoria Secret. Now close enough for our smiling eyes to connect. A rush of hugs, and exchanging of short but sweet kisses. In route, car flooded with chemistry filled sexual attractants, uncontrollable flirtatious behavior. Feelings of a new, fresh mental, sexual beginnings.

Privately placed, could now try on the pink packaged contents… perfect fit! Comments of my body being an impossible freak of nature, due to its naturally fit, toned shape, and minimal work out habits (it’s that pole)! Just stand there let me look at you, you’re so beautiful. Firm, but loose hold. Rock-hard-cock resting against my ass in its new Victoria attire…new panties already soaked. Kept giving me those barely there, but effective warm breaths of soft lips/kisses, teasingly touching my skin, arousing all my sexually deprived desires.

Taking me by the hand he pulled me to the bed and demanded that I lay down. I didn’t want to, as I had this overwhelming urge to just suck the hell out of his rock-hard-cock. No he said, you’re not getting your way this time! Without further hesitation I submitted laying on my back to receive the most amazing head. He kissed, licked, sucked, blew on it, teased it, gently pulling on my pussy lips. Getting me there, only to stop and tease me more. When he finally allowed me to cum, I swear I think the entire neighborhood heard me. Speechless, barely able to move, he turned me over to position me doggy-style, started rubbing my ass like a crystal ball. He slid it in slowly, pulling in out, in out. You’re so wet baby, what you doing so wet, putting his thumb in my mouth to say suck this dick while I’m fucking you. Slow, medium, fast, faster, you like this dick? You want this dick? What could I say but yes, yes and yes! I didn’t think it was possible to cum again that quick (I stand corrected). Our tongues intermingled we exploded, both collapsing drenched in sweat.

In Life’s Happening I guess the old saying is true, absence does make the heart grow founder. Let me also add that the pussy will also be ready, willing and very able LOL.

Meagan

TO TOY OR NOT?

The girls and I got into this very intense conversation today at work about pleasurable objects. OK admittedly I started it with my over sexual, horny, eager motivated sex drive. We debated back and forth whether or not sex toys could be potentially dangerous to your relationship, if used continuously on a regular basis, without your significant other? Would it be difficult to reach a natural feel, touch, taste, penetration orgasm after continuously pleasuring yourself with a toy or toy(s). Of course that opened the door too another conversation that some women find it very difficult to just drop an orgasm without some form of foreplay or unnatural excitability. Speaking from a personal perspective, when you’ve been in a relationship for a number of years with the same person, reaching that orgasmic excitement can definitely be a challenge. Which is why I use imagery's, view a little girl on girl porn, and of course indulge in the fantasies of my sexy bloggers. Too me toys are fun, naughty, sneaky, personal! Especially when you have those afternoon urges, reaching in your purse to pull out the beaver. A tiny gadget with an intense penetrating tongue that stimulates the clit just like so. Releasing the most yummiest afternoon explosion!

An hour into our conversation two of the older women felt as if it was cheating, a dishonest act of selfishness, self indulgence. Needless to say there comments were not received very well! Reactions, comments intensified, voices of laughter belting out like girl’s night out! Now mind you, I’m the Operations Manager…what an example right! With my girls lap-top open, our group huddled in a circle, this was our viewing discussion.
Hook yourself a hot G-spot orgasm curved, super-flexible, silky-smooth gent! He's 7" tall, 1 1/2" wide with a realistic tip and a ribbed body that feels great going in...and makes friends with your G-spot! Variable speed control. Waterproof. Handy tote cord makes him perfect for tub or shower! The first thing you'll notice when you hold your Silky Stud Vibrator is how silky-smooth the skin is on this cock vibrator. Start at the realistic shaped penis head, down along 7 pussy (or ass) stimulating ridges. It's perfect for thrusting into a hungry hole! Shaft is flexible jelly material . Twist the variable speed dial of this G Spot vibrator and the powerful bullet vibrator located inside the shaft will work its magic!

What was so funny is after reading/viewing this yummy toy, one of the women who was so against it wanted to know where she could place her order? So in conclusion, resisting the extreme and acting in moderation can seemingly be the key to success.