Monday, March 06, 2006

Confessions Part Two

Last week, I made a confession – and that confession was that I was a bibliophile. VX, of course, wanted something more. Perhaps she wanted me to confess that I make cakes out of the box – just add a little pudding and they taste like they are from scratch. Or got my boobies licked by some hasher. Not sure.

So I looked back, but not too far back, to find some dirt on me. You see, if I went way back, I could reveal all kinds of things. But those events trickle out every once in a while. What did I do recently that was embarrassing? Last week I was looking at ~deb's site, I think it was last week, reading along and someone came up right as I scrolled to a picture of boobies. Some woman massaging her own breasts. Thanks, sweetie. Completely mortified. But that is not really a confession. More of an embarrassing moment. "Er, boss, I was looking for breast examination sites; looks like I got something totally different." At least that's what he would be putting in my employee file if it was my boss.

Crap. Do I really tell you some deep, dark secret?

Okay, here it is. I had a girl crush last month. Not one of those crushes where you lick boobies under a drunken stupor, either. That would be on some other woman's site. Again, I am not going to be listing any names.

And I know my loyal readership (Mike). Mike will assume that it is ~deb. Just because she is so hot, so nice, has wonderful lips, beautiful eyes, humor. Okay, hose this girl down. No, it is not ~deb.

This woman I have never met. And I feel bad about my little crush thing. I mean, she doesn't comment or read my stuff. But I read her blog. And occasionally comment on her blog. I mean, I am not planning on leaving hubbie for this virtual crush babe. And I don't masturbate to her picture while thinking of what I would like to do with her.

We started e-mailing a while back. Nothing hot and heavy. Just polite stuff. And I wanted to write erotic stories with her as the main character. She is my fantasy mistress. And, quite frankly, it is a tad embarrassing. Here I am counseling others to be less romantic, more into reality, and I am wondering what perfume she wears. Weird.

I would blame it on the drugs, but I don't do drugs. And I haven't even had any of my little psychotic helper drugs in quite a while. I was not sad or depressed or anything when I had my little girl crush. Just an overwhelming feeling of euphoria.

And that's how "falling in love is." Not that I was in love. But "falling in love" is smoke and mirrors. It is not real. If I were to get some really bad illness, my hubbie would be by my side, helping me through it (as long as he did not have to see too much blood). He is sort of a wuss when it comes to blood.

So here is my confession for VX. I guess VX and Mike are my audience today. And this was just prattle for what was in my brain. It is not like I tried to increase traffic, talking about "mutual masturbation", or using such phrases as "touching her breasts as she let out a soft coo", "kissing her softly, letting my tongue slowly explore her warm mouth." Oh, my now I need a shower.

17 comments:

TrappedInColorado said...

Leesa, the exact same thing happened to me at work with that pic of the woman massaging her breasts on Deb's blog! Funny.

You have a great sytle.

Are you and fantasy lady still emailing? You know, ofcourse, we will want to be kept up to date on that. ;)

Peace

mikster said...

They do say confession is good for the soul...so how ya feeling about that?....lol

mikster said...

Now that, that is out of the way...I say post as much or as little about yourself as you want Leesa...you're always a great read...and heck...I reveal little of myself at my place now that I think of it.

Leesa said...

trappedincolorado: me and fantasy lady are not still e-mailing. And the e-mail was professional. Nothing lustfull. I thought I was clear on that point. I am a married lady.

mike: confession is good for the soul? I thought soup was good for the soul. And about personal stuff, someone recently e-mailed me with questions about me and hubbie. Good questions. Private questions. And I think we reveal more than we think when we write.

Joe said...

Nothing wrong with having an active fantasy life, Leesa.

mikster said...

We reveal more than we think when we write?....Well...I guess I'm gonna have to check my zipper before I write again.

*snickers*

Deb said...

Hmmmm.... VeDy VeDy eeeentaresting.............

The last part kind of made me feel....all weird and icky. ha...!

Leesa! You blew up my head by saying those nice compliments, but I'm jealous you found a new woman! I thought we had a thing! I thought it was true love! I even put that girl rubbing her boobies on my blog for you---and this is what I get? THIS IS WHAT I GET?

Oh Lord, I gotta go take my meds now.

I hope you'll come back to me. I keep staring at your picture and...ummm...

To be continued...

Deb said...

Mike! (he just commented at the same time)

THAT's why the keyboard is all sticky! Will you stop that!!!!!?????

mfophotos said...

Leesa-- sometimes you just can't help it. It's also good to know that you still have lust in your heart after all... (as well as lust in one other spot...).

mal said...

oh my,,,I do not feel so bad now...I was out with some friends over the weekend and one of them put on demonstation of "Dirty Dancing" that made me want to forget that I am married and do not swing that way.....

Mia said...

Smiles...nice post, its amazing what is inside of us, yearning to to come out.

Leesa said...

joe: You are right. There is nothing wrong with having an active fantasy life. Also, there is nothing wrong with being a helpless romantic.

VX: A little secret. At times, the feeling of being in a long term relationship is so much better than the euphoria. It lasts longer, too.

mike: men are so literal.

~deb: You have your M (that you live with), and your mike (that you virtually live with). And this new woman doesn't even know who I am, dear.

mark: just like an ex-president (Carter, not Clinton). Clinton had lust all over the place.

mallory: funny. I wonder what jubbie was thinking of the dancing.

miranda: thanks sweetie. When you wrote "amazing what is inside of us, yearning to to come out," I couldn't help but think of mike and the keyboard.

mikster said...

Sheesh...you WOMEN...there IS a difference 'tween zipping up...and stuffing willy back into place...then zipping up.

(Well, I never.....um.....you women have got to get your minds outta the gutter)

Signing off as:
Angel Boy

Grant said...

I didn't mean to stop here. I was just doing a search on "hot lesbian sex" and this is where the search engine dumped me. :p

So, does this mean I have a shot at ~deb now, or am I still further down the line?

mal said...

Mike,,,"out of the gutter"? why on earth would we want to do that? thats where we find the guys.......

Leesa said...

mike: I think ~deb and I were talking about your habit of eating halva while at the keyboard. Hence, that is why the keyboard is sticky - because of the honey in the desert. Mikey, where is your mind, sweets?

grant: my site is before ~debs when you type in "hot lesbian sex"? Wow - I am moving up in the world.

mallory: isn't responding to mike so fulfilling?

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