Portrait of a Lady

8:38pm: Three's A Crowd
Ever since my encounter with IT Guy and his Boy Toy, I've been thinking about the number three. It occurs to me that I've had a mfm encounter so now it's time for some fmf action. I floated the idea past Lipstick and she was up for it. So now I've just got to convince Brown Eyes. Can't see that being too hard really.

The question is, what's next? I've been doing this for while now and I've certainly experienced some fun things. But where will my experiment take me now? Hmmm, I think I shall have to ponder this further.

7:46pm: Double The Trouble, Twice As Nice
Dear reader, the things I've been up to would make a whore blush. My seriously sexy IT Guy invited me round for some seriously sexy fun with Boy Toy X. I know you'll find it hard to believe but I'd never had two men before so I was certainly looking forward to it. And I really wasn't disappointed.

IT Guy cooked (is there no end to his talents?) and prepared with place with scented candles, massage oil and my favourite red roses. Then it was straight to the bedroom where I was stripped down to my sexiest underwear. The boys stripped for me and IT Guy started using his tongue imaginatively. Boy Toy X was just as attentive. They worked together like a well-oiled machine and I've never screamed quite so much in all my life. Having two gorgeous guys working their magic on you at the same time is just fabulous - every girl should have this kind of experience at least once. Nothing compares to having two big, hard cocks sliding into you at the same time.

3:02am: Friday Night
Believe it or not, I'm sitting in on a Friday night. It's not that I've got nothing to do, I've got plenty to do. In fact I've got too much to do. The IT Guy wants me, Brown Eyes wants me, Lipstick wants me. I can't choose between them. Separately, they're all fantastic, but together it's just too much. And I never thought I'd say that. Tomorrow I've got BE; Sunday I'm lunching with Lippy; Monday, you just know IT will want to, er, configurate (or whatever). Really I just need all of them to get together with me, and let them bestow all their attention on me. And really, isn't that every girls fantasy?

11:52pm: Polite Request...
To all the people who email me. It's great to get an email, but please comment on the journal too. That way we can be friends! *Kiss*

9:38pm: Late At The Office
Who would have thought working late could be so fun?

I spend a couple of hours pretending to work (or sometimes even doing some work) until everyone else has left and me the IT Guy are alone...

He loves to dominate. And while being Miss Submissive isn't usually my thing, with him I'm happy to oblige. I just love it when he takes control. Take this evening for example. He bent me over my desk, pushed up my skirt and took me hard and fast. He barely said a word. It was fantastic.

Oh, and what he said about two dicks, he really did mean it. Apparently he has a friend who he likes to share his ladies with, if they're willing. Believe me, I'm more than willing!

4:21pm: He Pushed ALL My Buttons
Well it was a few Fridays ago now, but I still remember it like it was yesterday. Probably because it's become my favourite wank fantasy.

The restaurant was fantastic and IT Guy was impressed with my preparations. He was even more impressed when I bent over to pick up my 'accidentally' dropped napkin and showed off my lacy stocking tops and suspender belt. After dinner it was off to a bar for more champagne and a bit of a snog. Pushing myself up against him revealed a pleasingly large bulge in his trousers and I knew I had my man. I suggested we go to his place... How could he refuse?

A clean flat, flowers, champagne in the fridge and condoms in just about every room - anyone would think he thought he was onto a sure thing. He took me for a tour of the flat, although we kind of got stuck in his office. No sooner had I taken in the huge wooden desk, mirror and chair that seemed just a little too fortuitous to be a coincidence when I felt him behind me, removing my shirt. He bent me over the chair and pushed up my skirt. Moving so I could see his reflection he took off his clothes, revealing a fantastically toned body and an erection that more than delivered on its earlier promise. Positioning himself behind me again, he reached round and started playing with me, slowly sliding his cock into me. Locking eyes with me in the mirror, he rode me like champion jockey. I'm getting breathless just thinking about it.

After I'd screamed out my orgasm he took me to his bedroom where we both fell into a contented sleep. I woke in the early hours with that huge erection pushing against my arse and his fingers playing with my clit again. Gently he pushed his well-lubed cock into my arse and started to fuck me again. When he whispered how good I'd look with two cocks in me, I came.

What a night! I just hope he meant what he said about two cocks...

9:41pm: The IT Guy
So, the boy at work. He's head of IT and has a very sexy accent. Although I'm not sure where's he's from. Our date was an awful lot of fun. He booked a restaurant, ordered for me and insisted on paying. Such a gent! Then he took me for champagne and when it was time to go, called me a cab and paid the driver. I felt like such a lady. Well obviously after that I was gagging for more. Luckily so was he!

We have another date on Friday, and this time I'm going to be in charge. I've booked my favourite restaurant and told them to have red roses and pink champagne on ice when we arrive. And I shall make it my mission for the night to get him to take me home this time...

12:36pm: I Do Believe I'm Blushing
Well, I've been messaging Lipstick. I broached the threesome idea with her and she loved it. I mean REALLY loved it. We've spent the morning discussing exactly what we'd like to do to him and to each other. The girl is *dirty*. This is definitely one conversation I want to carry on when I get home tonight. I'm practically on the verge of begging her to meet up with me just so I can feel her tongue in my pussy again. I can't wait to suggest all this to Brown Eyes. The thought of his cock in my arse while she's licking my clit gets me soooo wet.

10:12pm: Close Encounters of the Work Kind
So the boy at work has been getting friendly. Obviously the short skirt worked. Once he had recovered himself enough to function (which clearly took a couple of days) he managed to put fingers to keyboard and start with the sex Skyping. We went through friendly to flirty to dirty so quickly it was almost scandalous. The boy has imagination that's for sure. After playing coy for at least a couple of hours, I finally agreed to a date. So we're out for a drinks tomorrow after work. And who knows where that will lead to...

11:50pm: Three Of A Kind
You know, ever since I talked to Brown Eyes about my encounter with Lipstick Lesbian I've been thinking about getting the two of them together. With me as the star player, obviously. The whole idea just gets me so hot. They both want me, which is totally understandable, so I could get them both into my bed, God and that would be good.

I haven't said anything to either of them. In fact I haven't seen Lipstick since our first meeting. Although she has been emailing me. Still pretending to be a man, which seems a little odd to me, but I guess she feels more secure that way. But from what she's said, she would be so up for well pretty much anything, and that gets me to thinking. My whole deal is to experiment, and I've been doing that and some. but I've not had a threesome yet. I think that those two would be very, very good candidates.

I think my next move should be to email them both. Find out where they stand on the whole three-way question. Unless I'm very mistaken, I think they'll both go for it. I promise I'll let you know...

11:21pm: So What's That All About?!
So I was just over at MySpace. And it wouldn't let me register. Really, what's that about?!

All I wanted to do was find out a bit more about my new favourite band Kane. Maybe send a few emails. That's how a girl gets about these days, you know what I mean? But apparently, I'm not wanted over there.

So, the band's website is www.kanemusic.com

I tried to buy a CD too, but paypal wasn't working. Oh, woe is me. If someone wants to send me a CD I would be very, very grateful...

6:30pm: What I've Been Up To
Well, in an attempt to reassert my heterosexuality, I've been seeing a lot of Brown Eyes recently. I told him all about my encounter with my Internet Admirer (known as Lipstick Lesbian from now on). For some reason he assumed it was just a fantasy of mine. It was certainly a fantasy of his - he was harder than ever! Maybe I should get them both round. Now that really would be something to write about.

But the big news is that I've got a new admirer. A chap I work with is very keen. Tall, blond and works out; this one has potential. So of course today I wore the shortest skirt I could get away with and the highest heels. He was practically drooling. It's one of my favourite fantasies to be taken over my desk when everyone else has gone home and the cleaner could be coming round any minute, and this could be my opportunity to live the fantasy. Hmmm, and with that delicious thought, I think it's time to sign off.

Ciao for now! X

12:38pm: Internet Dating Is Weird
I'm sure you're all dying to know what happened on my evening with the Internet Admirer. I am sorry for keeping you waiting so long, but dear reader I've been struck speechless til now (hard to believe I know).

I'll start at the beginning. I got ready in the usual way - a hot bubble bath with a chilled glass of sauvignon, creams to make me silky soft, scent, sexy underwear (well you never know how the evening might end!) and my fave little black dress. I'm sure I don't need to tell that I looked and smelled wonderful.

I arrived at the bar exactly 10 minutes late - enough to keep them guessing but not to annoy them, never begin an evening with a grumpy date! I ordered a drink and found a table by the door so I could scope out everyone who came in. After waiting what seemed like forever (I'm not used to waiting and I found I really don't like it), I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned round to see the nervous, contrite-looking face of a WOMAN. She introduced herself as my internet lover. Reader I can assure you I was gobsmacked.

After several apologies, she insisted on taking me out to dinner. After several glasses of champagne, I asked why she'd done it.

'I wanted to know what it felt like to pretend to be a man. I'm not gay, I was just curious. I didn't think I'd ever have the guts to actually meet anyone.'

I reminded her of the cyber sex. She blushed, and then admitted that she'd had one of the best orgasms of her life. I think all champagne must have gone to my head because suddenly I was looking at her in completely different light. She really was a very beautiful woman. I've never been with a woman before, and really if I'm to experience all that sex has to offer, I should do. I was wondering how to broach the subject when she took the initiative by leaning forward to kiss me. She was gentle and soft, so different from a man. 'I live very near here.' She whispered. And I nodded.

We jumped in a taxi, where, experimentally, I kissed her. It felt good, and I'm sure the driver didn't mind. We were at hers in minutes. She led me to the bedroom and there the story ends. All I'll say is that it was wonderful. You can guess the rest yourselves...

2:40pm: Blind Date
After stringing my Internet Admirer along for weeks, I've finally agreed to meet him tonight. He suggested a very expensive restaurant in the West End and insisted that he would pay. I couldn't refuse really! Ive no idea what he looks like, but he's told me he'll be wearing black. Coincidentally, so will I. A very sexy, short black dress with high heels, stockings and very little else..!

10:41pm: Hee! Hee!
Just left Brown Eyes upstairs. I've quite worn him out. I think he's actually sleeping.

We weren't even supposed to see each other today. He texted that he was dying to see me and he couldn't stop thinking about me, or more specifically about certain parts of me...! And now I've given him a whole lot more to think about. This girl's fingers aren't only good for typing, you know. Anyway, I'm sure he's about to wake up soon, so I really must go.

Oh, and sorry if I've not made too much sense, we've shared a couple of bottles of red tonight.

8:55pm: Ooh Lucky Me
I've just the most amazing phone sex with Brown Eyes. I didn't notice before, but that man has one of the sexiest voices I've ever heard. His way of telling me exactly what he wanted to be doing to me and what he was doing to himself right at that moment, in that sexy gravelly voice. I'm getting wet just thinking about it. I'm a happy, horny girl and I'm going to have the *best* dreams tonight...

Only one bum (hee, hee) note. He told me that my email about skipping the date and getting straight down to it made him laugh out loud. Not exactly the response I was hoping for. Oh, well if he wants to take it as a joke, who am I to disabuse him?!

1:46pm: Another Message!
My Online Admirer has messaged me again. He's keen! He wants to meet up so I'm playing coy and refusing for a while longer.

While I've got Brown Eyes on the go, I can afford to be a bit gung-ho with any other offers.

1:17pm: I've Got Mail
Just checked my online dating profile and I have a message. How exciting! Had a look at the messager's profile and he seems pretty tasty. The pic (if it's genuine) shows a rather sexy number in a very good suit. A man who knows how to dress always gets me going. I won't meet him yet, I need a bit more info for that, but his message was witty and sexy (always a good combination), so maybe this one has potential.

Also had a quick peek at my personal emails and there's one from Brown Eyes. He loved Friday night (and the following weekend even more, no doubt) and he's looking forward to a replay. Hmm, I say why not skip the date and go straight to the sex! In fact, I think that's my reply right there.

1:57pm: Fun Fun Fun!
Dear reader, I have spent the entire weekend in bed. It's a damn good thing I always have strawberries and champagne in the fridge otherwise I wouldn't have eaten a thing. And I really needed the energy.

Friday night, in case you need further enlightenment, went very, very well. The guy was amazing. Long brown hair, liquid brown eyes you could drown in, and a body to *die* for. He also has a great job and had loads to say for himself, and he was attentive and charming all night. I just couldn't wait to get him into bed and find out what he was like under the covers. He certainly didn't disappoint there either. I've never known a man with such stamina. I'm still walking like a cowboy...

8:21pm: Update
I haven't been by for a while, Oddly for me, I've had nothing to tell. I was dragged away on a training thing that was just too boring. The boss was there, so no boys and no booze for little ole me! How depressing. :0( But then we were in the middle of nowhere and the only men there were, I'm pretty sure, the result of generations of in-breeding. Come to think of it, the newly nicknamed Dumb Adonis would felt right at home. Was that harsh? That was probably harsh. Oh well.

But I have good news on the man front (as it were). Remember Mr Sunday Night? I had to cancel him because I was so ill. Well, it's back on! I'm seeing him Friday. He's a fella I met briefly at a party. We only managed to talk for a few minutes but we did manage to swop numbers (funny how I often get a guy's number before I even get his name...). Anyway, he was cute and definitely shaggable so hopefully Friday will be a darn sight more successful than my last dating disaster!

1:57pm: I'm Back
Oh, it’s been far too long! I’ve finally recovered from my illness and I even managed to rearrange a date with the Blond Adonis. We decided to go for coffee as I’d been so poorly and probably couldn’t handle any alcohol.

I have to say it was the longest two hours of my life. He’s beautiful, but he’s SO DULL. How could I have not noticed this before? I must have been too dazzled by the glow from his fake tan or the shine from his over-whitened teeth. Men really shouldn't be that well-groomed. Obviously all that time spent at the gym or inhaling the gases from all the product in his hair has rotted his brain.

Now I’m pretty good at talking about myself (as you’ve no doubt noticed) but two hours of me, with no input from him, it was just too much. He has no hobbies, no interests. He couldn’t even name his favourite band or what the last CD he bought was. I feel robbed of two perfectly good hours I could have spent doing something else. Anything else. Hell, watching the grass grow would have been more appealing.

At least I know why he’s single now. Great shag, great to look at. But nothing between the ears. I made my excuses and ran…

3:14pm: Poor Little Me
It's been a while, I know. I've been ill since Saturday. I've barely been able to lift my head from the pillow. This is the first time I've felt able to even plug my computer in. I had to cancel Sunday night and my movie date with the Blond Adonis. The only good things to come out of this are the get well ecard waiting for me when I logged in and the HUGE bunch of flowers that arrived this morning. Both from the Blond Adonis. I must have been even better than usual that first time...

5:24pm: Ladies' Night
Friday night out with the girls. Lots wine, lots of giggling and strictly no talking to boys. Them's the rules.

I'll spill the beans on Sunday's date next week. ;-)

4:15pm: Result!
The playing hard to get worked. He responded in less than 10 minutes. He's understandably gutted that I can't make Sunday afternoon and would love to go to the cinema next Wednesday. Excellent!

Mr Friday Night texted *shudder*. He said he'd had a great time and did I want to do it again. Great time? What planet is this man from? Should ignore him, decline politely, or just tell him I'd rather have my eyeballs removed with a melon baller? Decisions, decisions...

3:19pm: Call Off The Search
He replied! He was in a meeting. He's up for a second round and suggested lunch on Sunday. Hmm, lunch date Sunday afternoon followed by drinks-and-dinner in the evening? I don't think even I can do that. Especially if I get the dessert I'm expecting...

I'll have to put him off. Playing hard to get is good, right? I'll suggest Wednesday cinema next week instead. Can't email before 4pm though.