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Part 10 of Pussycat Tails.... Man Im loosing count of Parts! 
March 24th
1st Monday class & desk tease
After the first class of Portias martial arts class we sat at his desk talking about nothing while Jen sat on the other side of the wall, and the rest of the office was empty, I kept staring at him like I wanted to swallow him alive, I stuck my finger into his pocket and rubbed the inside of his groin area, he started to loose train of thought or what he was saying, and showed me how excited he had gotten, I was craving that power over him, I wanted to make him wet and hard and I did. I slipped my hand down the front of his pants and watched his face as I stroked him and it became hard in my hands, and leaned over and licked it slightly enough to wet the head. He almost moaned out loud and I put my finger to my lips to remind him to be quiet and sucked on my own finger as if it was him I was teasing. We stopped and walked over to the other side, it was very dark and quiet. I was wet and felt my panties sticking to me cold. He walked towards me holding it showing me how hard it was and how he stroked it. And kissed me hard and breathless. He kissed me some more in the kitchen closet and I could see he was dizzy w/ desire and excitement and needed a release badly; he looked like he was paranoid about getting caught and wanted to cum at the same time. He loved that torture. I kissed him good night .
also for everyones entertainment
http://pixyland.org/peterpan/petersFashionPage.html
March 24th
1st Monday class & desk tease
After the first class of Portias martial arts class we sat at his desk talking about nothing while Jen sat on the other side of the wall, and the rest of the office was empty, I kept staring at him like I wanted to swallow him alive, I stuck my finger into his pocket and rubbed the inside of his groin area, he started to loose train of thought or what he was saying, and showed me how excited he had gotten, I was craving that power over him, I wanted to make him wet and hard and I did. I slipped my hand down the front of his pants and watched his face as I stroked him and it became hard in my hands, and leaned over and licked it slightly enough to wet the head. He almost moaned out loud and I put my finger to my lips to remind him to be quiet and sucked on my own finger as if it was him I was teasing. We stopped and walked over to the other side, it was very dark and quiet. I was wet and felt my panties sticking to me cold. He walked towards me holding it showing me how hard it was and how he stroked it. And kissed me hard and breathless. He kissed me some more in the kitchen closet and I could see he was dizzy w/ desire and excitement and needed a release badly; he looked like he was paranoid about getting caught and wanted to cum at the same time. He loved that torture. I kissed him good night .
also for everyones entertainment
http://pixyland.org/peterpan/petersFashionPage.html
Yesterday i tried on swim wear at a Local Dept Store, and discovered a funny but Scary thing, when i tried on solid colored bottoms it looked like i was smuggling a coffee bean or rasinette!
looks like i have to stick with patterned bottoms
looks like i have to stick with patterned bottoms
Part 9 of PUSSYCAT TAILS..... its a doozy
Mar19th, 2003
Afternooner lunch
He is pissed off today he says he wants me and he is tired of working to death. And says lets go to my house for lunch. I say it takes too long to get there and he says only 20 minuets both ways and that leaves 20 minuets to watch him masturbate in front of me like I said I wanted to. So I figured why not, and off we went like the whim that it was, crazy and exciting and dangerous. We drove to his new home. He stripped immediately and hopped on his bed in front of me already hard, showing me how hot he was. I started to strip and I left my shirt on, he was so worked up, kissed me a bit rough. I rolled over underneath him while he knelt over me and showed him my ass and the tan lines that he requested. I wanted to suck it a little. I loved the way it looked when it was hard. Turning him on made me wet and swollen. I tried to lay on my back to get a good view of it and I asked him to fuck me just a little, he pushed it in so hard I felt like I was being speared and I wanted to be stabbed over and over. It was so good I moaned Oh Fuck. He pumped as much as he wanted and I rolled over again pushing my ass up in the air for him to see, telling him I wanted him to come all over my ass, I wanted to feel his hot cum spill on to me badly, and he came and it felt like hot butterscotch being poured on my ass, it was so sexy I just loved what I could do for him.
And back to the office we went.
Mar19th, 2003
Afternooner lunch
He is pissed off today he says he wants me and he is tired of working to death. And says lets go to my house for lunch. I say it takes too long to get there and he says only 20 minuets both ways and that leaves 20 minuets to watch him masturbate in front of me like I said I wanted to. So I figured why not, and off we went like the whim that it was, crazy and exciting and dangerous. We drove to his new home. He stripped immediately and hopped on his bed in front of me already hard, showing me how hot he was. I started to strip and I left my shirt on, he was so worked up, kissed me a bit rough. I rolled over underneath him while he knelt over me and showed him my ass and the tan lines that he requested. I wanted to suck it a little. I loved the way it looked when it was hard. Turning him on made me wet and swollen. I tried to lay on my back to get a good view of it and I asked him to fuck me just a little, he pushed it in so hard I felt like I was being speared and I wanted to be stabbed over and over. It was so good I moaned Oh Fuck. He pumped as much as he wanted and I rolled over again pushing my ass up in the air for him to see, telling him I wanted him to come all over my ass, I wanted to feel his hot cum spill on to me badly, and he came and it felt like hot butterscotch being poured on my ass, it was so sexy I just loved what I could do for him.
And back to the office we went.
Part 8 of PussyCat Tails....
Vietnam Lunch Soup
We had another argument about her picking him up at work and not telling me till the last minuet. We decide to go to Vietnam for lunch, to be around each other even though Im still a bit upset. He tells me as we are walking he has an erection. We have soup and he tells me he meant what he said and I say I know and he says its cool that he hasnt even said what he meant and I knew what he was referring to. And he leans over to me and kisses me, our mouths were warm from soup, it is soft and sensual and salty, very loving but sexy at the same time. He sits close to me and looks me in the eyes closely, he has taken off his glasses and can only see me in detail when he is that close. Were getting very close now emotionally, things are starting to hurt my feelings w/ him and her. But I have no rights. I feel powerless against it.
Mar3rd, 2003
SKI Trip
He picks me up and I have chocolate croissants for him and he has krispy kreams for me. But neither of us is hungry, just thinking of each others needs. It feels like were on a date. We ski and he waits for me at the bottom of each hill. He is so sweet that it hurts.
We got stuck in traffic for an hour and a half. Fate doesnt want us to consummate this ball of twine were caught in. Finally we get to his house. I flop on his bed and he leans over and kisses me, and then takes a shower while I take off my clothes, all but my underwear, and I get under his blankets. He comes out and I am intoxicated with the fresh smell of his freshly showered body, he is standing there with white briefs on and wet hair, and a very sexy chest that I am seeing for the first time. I am nervous w/ anticipation.
He kisses me and pulls me towards him; his hair is wet and cool on my skin. All I can think of is that Im all his and he can do what ever he wants to me. He kisses my neck and helps me with my top. He teases me with his tongue over my panties that just happen to have monkeys on them which remind me of him. By now I am drenched and he stops and pulls the monkeys off of me. And this time for real caresses me w/ his tongue. I get so worked up when he leans into me I can feel his hard cock pressed up against me through his underwear. I cant help but beg for it and say dont you want to fuck me from behind?. He asks if Im sure. And I say yes ever so eagerly. He plunges into me and it hurts a little bit at first but then I spin out of control with desire and then I tell him to fuck me hard. I know Im being loud, but its not in my control. My brain is spinning as if I could almost loose consciousness. I tell him that I want to ride him and once he lay down I cant help but to become facing his hard pink cock. And slip it in my mouth. I feel it get harder and then I slide down on top of it riding him. Watching him underneath me. He tells me in a quiet innocent voice, I didnt mean it, I didnt mean to fuck you and I say to him Yes you did! We take a break and lie together under his blankets warm and he starts to touch my skin and he gets aroused again and then lays me down and softly eats me out till I cum so hard I am laughing. I may have scared him or offended him by laughing but I warned him beforehand that that was an excellent sign of a great orgasm for me. I cant wait to make him come the next time .
also i can be seen here from last weeks shoot
http://www.onemodelplace.com/photographer_list.cfm?P_ID=7476
Vietnam Lunch Soup
We had another argument about her picking him up at work and not telling me till the last minuet. We decide to go to Vietnam for lunch, to be around each other even though Im still a bit upset. He tells me as we are walking he has an erection. We have soup and he tells me he meant what he said and I say I know and he says its cool that he hasnt even said what he meant and I knew what he was referring to. And he leans over to me and kisses me, our mouths were warm from soup, it is soft and sensual and salty, very loving but sexy at the same time. He sits close to me and looks me in the eyes closely, he has taken off his glasses and can only see me in detail when he is that close. Were getting very close now emotionally, things are starting to hurt my feelings w/ him and her. But I have no rights. I feel powerless against it.
Mar3rd, 2003
SKI Trip
He picks me up and I have chocolate croissants for him and he has krispy kreams for me. But neither of us is hungry, just thinking of each others needs. It feels like were on a date. We ski and he waits for me at the bottom of each hill. He is so sweet that it hurts.
We got stuck in traffic for an hour and a half. Fate doesnt want us to consummate this ball of twine were caught in. Finally we get to his house. I flop on his bed and he leans over and kisses me, and then takes a shower while I take off my clothes, all but my underwear, and I get under his blankets. He comes out and I am intoxicated with the fresh smell of his freshly showered body, he is standing there with white briefs on and wet hair, and a very sexy chest that I am seeing for the first time. I am nervous w/ anticipation.
He kisses me and pulls me towards him; his hair is wet and cool on my skin. All I can think of is that Im all his and he can do what ever he wants to me. He kisses my neck and helps me with my top. He teases me with his tongue over my panties that just happen to have monkeys on them which remind me of him. By now I am drenched and he stops and pulls the monkeys off of me. And this time for real caresses me w/ his tongue. I get so worked up when he leans into me I can feel his hard cock pressed up against me through his underwear. I cant help but beg for it and say dont you want to fuck me from behind?. He asks if Im sure. And I say yes ever so eagerly. He plunges into me and it hurts a little bit at first but then I spin out of control with desire and then I tell him to fuck me hard. I know Im being loud, but its not in my control. My brain is spinning as if I could almost loose consciousness. I tell him that I want to ride him and once he lay down I cant help but to become facing his hard pink cock. And slip it in my mouth. I feel it get harder and then I slide down on top of it riding him. Watching him underneath me. He tells me in a quiet innocent voice, I didnt mean it, I didnt mean to fuck you and I say to him Yes you did! We take a break and lie together under his blankets warm and he starts to touch my skin and he gets aroused again and then lays me down and softly eats me out till I cum so hard I am laughing. I may have scared him or offended him by laughing but I warned him beforehand that that was an excellent sign of a great orgasm for me. I cant wait to make him come the next time .
also i can be seen here from last weeks shoot
http://www.onemodelplace.com/photographer_list.cfm?P_ID=7476
better late than never
Part 7 PussyCat Tails...................
Feb21st, 2003
Art Museum
As Im at my first photo class of the season they pass out free passes for a tour to the Art museum, and the first thing that pops into my now calculating mind is how I can use this opportunity to meet him there and be naughty. I ask him if he would like to join me on that rainy Friday night. He said, I would love to go with you. He keeps calling me a minx, and I love the thought of being bad with him. He is so frantic on the phone looking for a parking spot. He wants to give up, and leave me there; I ask him if he wants me to ride in the car while He circles the lot, just then he gets lucky,
I give him directions to what wing I am at and where to find me. It feels so long ago that we have been in each others company I cant wait to touch him and smell him. I feel my desire start to spin out of control, and he cant get here soon enough, its worse that waiting to open Christmas gifts.
He saunters in around the corner. He walks so sexy it reminds me of Jim Morrison or Michael Hutchins from INXS. I am looking at art on the wall and he
walks behind me and past me w/ subtle eye contact. I am so excited to see him but I play his game. We browse art and we say nothing, the tension is the sexiest thing yet. We walk down the corridor to a bench and sit and lightly touch & tease each others lips, w/ out touching. My tour walks past us and we look down as if we are hiding our face. Walking into the room of armored night helmets and swords he comes up behind be and grabs me between my legs and the other hand on one breast and squeezes firm but not painful, and kisses me on my neck, I am instantly turned on and now I am like a cat in heat, nothing will penetrate my mind that has anything to do w/ reality. To me we are the only ones in the museum and I dont have a care in the world. I just want to be w/ him and follow my libido, the next room has a tall wall and behind it is nothing and its a bit dim back there, we are pressed up against it kissing like its the last kiss, he pushes me away and tries to shake me out of my current state of mind, then the next room filled w/ paintings on the wall. I am doing everything I can think of to seduce him. He kisses me hard and leaves me again. Finally we leave and its sleeting rain outside, we are against the columns of the museum and he is leaning against it while I am kissing him while standing on the tips of my toes. Finally we are face to face, he keeps tracing the line of my waist and pants, making me hotter, I undo my belt and unbutton my pants and he slips his hand down the front under my panties, feeling how shaved I am and rubs against my clit and inserts one finger into my already sopping wet hot pulsating pussy. Its all I can do but moan once and breath into his jacket, he stops himself, I feel embarrassed at my wetness.
He is now across from me out of breath as well and says he needs a cigarette. We go to his car and recline my seat, and I am lost in my own ecstasy and I pull my pants down to my ankles, he slips his cold hand down my panties and he is rubbing my clit, while I feel him checking me out. He keeps saying I cant believe I have a married woman in her underwear in my car seat. I feel so hot I just want to suck on his cock, but he wont let me. I even beg a little. I just want to feel it and see it and taste it. He wont budge. I am forced to cool down. All pent up again. I dont want to go home. I want to stay in his arms all night and forever. To say the least I am very confused now.
Part 7 PussyCat Tails...................
Feb21st, 2003
Art Museum
As Im at my first photo class of the season they pass out free passes for a tour to the Art museum, and the first thing that pops into my now calculating mind is how I can use this opportunity to meet him there and be naughty. I ask him if he would like to join me on that rainy Friday night. He said, I would love to go with you. He keeps calling me a minx, and I love the thought of being bad with him. He is so frantic on the phone looking for a parking spot. He wants to give up, and leave me there; I ask him if he wants me to ride in the car while He circles the lot, just then he gets lucky,
I give him directions to what wing I am at and where to find me. It feels so long ago that we have been in each others company I cant wait to touch him and smell him. I feel my desire start to spin out of control, and he cant get here soon enough, its worse that waiting to open Christmas gifts.
He saunters in around the corner. He walks so sexy it reminds me of Jim Morrison or Michael Hutchins from INXS. I am looking at art on the wall and he
walks behind me and past me w/ subtle eye contact. I am so excited to see him but I play his game. We browse art and we say nothing, the tension is the sexiest thing yet. We walk down the corridor to a bench and sit and lightly touch & tease each others lips, w/ out touching. My tour walks past us and we look down as if we are hiding our face. Walking into the room of armored night helmets and swords he comes up behind be and grabs me between my legs and the other hand on one breast and squeezes firm but not painful, and kisses me on my neck, I am instantly turned on and now I am like a cat in heat, nothing will penetrate my mind that has anything to do w/ reality. To me we are the only ones in the museum and I dont have a care in the world. I just want to be w/ him and follow my libido, the next room has a tall wall and behind it is nothing and its a bit dim back there, we are pressed up against it kissing like its the last kiss, he pushes me away and tries to shake me out of my current state of mind, then the next room filled w/ paintings on the wall. I am doing everything I can think of to seduce him. He kisses me hard and leaves me again. Finally we leave and its sleeting rain outside, we are against the columns of the museum and he is leaning against it while I am kissing him while standing on the tips of my toes. Finally we are face to face, he keeps tracing the line of my waist and pants, making me hotter, I undo my belt and unbutton my pants and he slips his hand down the front under my panties, feeling how shaved I am and rubs against my clit and inserts one finger into my already sopping wet hot pulsating pussy. Its all I can do but moan once and breath into his jacket, he stops himself, I feel embarrassed at my wetness.
He is now across from me out of breath as well and says he needs a cigarette. We go to his car and recline my seat, and I am lost in my own ecstasy and I pull my pants down to my ankles, he slips his cold hand down my panties and he is rubbing my clit, while I feel him checking me out. He keeps saying I cant believe I have a married woman in her underwear in my car seat. I feel so hot I just want to suck on his cock, but he wont let me. I even beg a little. I just want to feel it and see it and taste it. He wont budge. I am forced to cool down. All pent up again. I dont want to go home. I want to stay in his arms all night and forever. To say the least I am very confused now.
Part Six PussyCat Tails..... 
Feb 7th, 2003
Vietnam! Snow day
Its Snowing and I know Im gonna get out early today and have some possible time with him. But he hasnt come to work yet and I have loads of deadlines and the office is mostly empty. He is on IM now and is telling me how much he wants me and what he wants to do to me. I am playing along happily, then my phone rings and its him telling me how he just came out of the shower and he is touching himself and how hard he is and how beautiful his dick looks, and he is breathing very heavy and I start to squirm in my seat from the throbbing ache that is between my legs wanting him. I love the sound of his voice. I could hear it for hours. He tells me how he cums really hard and spills onto the carpet, and how spent he is. I want to touch myself so badly but brad keeps crossing the path of my desk, I feel like Im going to explode it this keeps up. He arrives at work in a tan jacket w/ safari pockets and Im desperately trying to get done my work so I can go out to eat w/ him and talk. Fucking Advantage! We go to Vietnam and eat and drink we are so into each other at this time, he is always complimenting me, I love the way he makes me feel appreciated and wanted. We walk to his car and there is a police car out front, no surprise since the police station is right there.
He jumps at every noise, the paranoia is thick. He looks at me like he is trapped in his own fantasy and grabs me by the collar of my jacket and kisses me so passionate that I am breathless. I dont know if I enjoyed the look he gave me before the kiss more than the kiss itself but I was in bliss. I was hooked. I want that passion so badly in my life. He started to rub my leg up between my thighs and I let him and he was amazed the he was doing so himself, he was struggling with his own erection I felt it over his jeans. I am being very bad now. But I have no guilt yet.
Feb11th, 2003
Xandos
Were sitting in the worst place in the joint, surrounded by windows. He orders Wine and I order Hot chocolate. He is staring into my eyes and keeps looking away, as if he was going to turn to stone if he looked for too long. We wanted to kiss each other so badly; it was like there was a new sheet of ice that needed breaking. What can we do to fight this passion but follow it. We go to the car parked and he keeps coming close to my lips teasing him self, I cant take the tension of it any longer. I grabbed him by the scarf and kissed him firmly, gasping for breath, desperate to recreate that first kiss elation. He tells me that he has a semi, and I feel for it but in the wrong place and he starts to unbutton his pants, I yell NO Im not ready yet, but before you know it its out and too late, somehow in my hands as Im gently stroking it. He got too nervous and buttons up, and takes me home. Why does the time fly by so fast when I am with him?
Moist towellette anyone?.....
Feb 7th, 2003
Vietnam! Snow day
Its Snowing and I know Im gonna get out early today and have some possible time with him. But he hasnt come to work yet and I have loads of deadlines and the office is mostly empty. He is on IM now and is telling me how much he wants me and what he wants to do to me. I am playing along happily, then my phone rings and its him telling me how he just came out of the shower and he is touching himself and how hard he is and how beautiful his dick looks, and he is breathing very heavy and I start to squirm in my seat from the throbbing ache that is between my legs wanting him. I love the sound of his voice. I could hear it for hours. He tells me how he cums really hard and spills onto the carpet, and how spent he is. I want to touch myself so badly but brad keeps crossing the path of my desk, I feel like Im going to explode it this keeps up. He arrives at work in a tan jacket w/ safari pockets and Im desperately trying to get done my work so I can go out to eat w/ him and talk. Fucking Advantage! We go to Vietnam and eat and drink we are so into each other at this time, he is always complimenting me, I love the way he makes me feel appreciated and wanted. We walk to his car and there is a police car out front, no surprise since the police station is right there.
He jumps at every noise, the paranoia is thick. He looks at me like he is trapped in his own fantasy and grabs me by the collar of my jacket and kisses me so passionate that I am breathless. I dont know if I enjoyed the look he gave me before the kiss more than the kiss itself but I was in bliss. I was hooked. I want that passion so badly in my life. He started to rub my leg up between my thighs and I let him and he was amazed the he was doing so himself, he was struggling with his own erection I felt it over his jeans. I am being very bad now. But I have no guilt yet.
Feb11th, 2003
Xandos
Were sitting in the worst place in the joint, surrounded by windows. He orders Wine and I order Hot chocolate. He is staring into my eyes and keeps looking away, as if he was going to turn to stone if he looked for too long. We wanted to kiss each other so badly; it was like there was a new sheet of ice that needed breaking. What can we do to fight this passion but follow it. We go to the car parked and he keeps coming close to my lips teasing him self, I cant take the tension of it any longer. I grabbed him by the scarf and kissed him firmly, gasping for breath, desperate to recreate that first kiss elation. He tells me that he has a semi, and I feel for it but in the wrong place and he starts to unbutton his pants, I yell NO Im not ready yet, but before you know it its out and too late, somehow in my hands as Im gently stroking it. He got too nervous and buttons up, and takes me home. Why does the time fly by so fast when I am with him?
Moist towellette anyone?.....
part 5 of PussyCat Tails
Jan30th, 2003
Cuba Libre
He tells me how much he enjoyed our company from tea and wants to do it again
I am determined to keep it light and I wont even sit in the front seat of his car, instead I let Megan, I dont want him to be tempted to touch me, I just want to enjoy his company harmlessly. He drank a lot! And kept trying to inch his pinky finger over to mine. He was staring at me so intensely. I couldnt keep the eye contact. I had to look away. We left after telling him everything he is doing wrong w/ his relationship w/ her. He got depressed a little again. He made me laugh really good when he sang the All in the family Archie Bunker song.
Jan 26th, 2003
Pearl Art
I felt he was disappointed in our night out at Cuba Libre, he wanted to see me on Saturday but I was getting my nails done, and I IMed him that I was going to be at Pearl Art around 5:30 that night, and said if you want to get coffee we could meet up. My heart was pounding as I walked there, when I got there I called him and he said he was walking from front street.
I saw him peeping from over the rack of inkpads, and my pulse quickened, he was dressed so cute, jeans and a blue t-shirt and a baseball hat w/ his hair tucked behind his ears. I felt so wrong about meeting him there that it excited me more. He walked behind me staring at me from behind. We decided to go buy him shoes at Time Zone; I could tell he was feeling very sexual by the way he moved. He wanted me to go over and sit with him in the store and I knew if I did I would melt, he told me he had no underwear on. I was trying so hard to be good, that it was killing me. We went for coffee and talked about how wrong this cat & mouse game was getting, and how I was neglected at home. He told me he wanted me to be his, and the dogs too. I was thinking.. you want my husbands life. He said he wanted to push me in the closet and kiss me. I got a rush of exhilaration just thinking about it. We left and I gave him a hug, he looked so upset I though I saw his eyes water, not sure if it was the wind or not. I went home that night and I couldnt stop thinking about him and I stayed on the couch by myself, and I started to touch myself, I couldnt get the fantasy of him out of my head, of him kissing me, I got way too wet and came way too fast. Now I know Im in trouble!
Feb3rd, 2003
I love when you play Pussycat
Ok someone is gonna get Hurt today.
And I dont mean emotionally I mean physically, like in the throws of rough sex.
I told him if he doesnt stay away from me Im gonna rape him, I was way too pent up and I felt way too naughty and I was loving what it was doing to us, we were having very heated IM conversations, he was saying all the right things, telling me how badly he wanted me, I tried to get him to write me a detailed story about us like in the erotic novels that I love so much and gave to him. I promised him I would make it worth his while. Our IMs are so detailed in erotic fantasies its the ultimate temptation. He calls it Playing Pussycat when I talk dirty over IM; it has a James Bond Ring to it. I like it. He said he was going to make me a t-shirt that referred to Playing Pussycat.
Jan30th, 2003
Cuba Libre
He tells me how much he enjoyed our company from tea and wants to do it again
I am determined to keep it light and I wont even sit in the front seat of his car, instead I let Megan, I dont want him to be tempted to touch me, I just want to enjoy his company harmlessly. He drank a lot! And kept trying to inch his pinky finger over to mine. He was staring at me so intensely. I couldnt keep the eye contact. I had to look away. We left after telling him everything he is doing wrong w/ his relationship w/ her. He got depressed a little again. He made me laugh really good when he sang the All in the family Archie Bunker song.
Jan 26th, 2003
Pearl Art
I felt he was disappointed in our night out at Cuba Libre, he wanted to see me on Saturday but I was getting my nails done, and I IMed him that I was going to be at Pearl Art around 5:30 that night, and said if you want to get coffee we could meet up. My heart was pounding as I walked there, when I got there I called him and he said he was walking from front street.
I saw him peeping from over the rack of inkpads, and my pulse quickened, he was dressed so cute, jeans and a blue t-shirt and a baseball hat w/ his hair tucked behind his ears. I felt so wrong about meeting him there that it excited me more. He walked behind me staring at me from behind. We decided to go buy him shoes at Time Zone; I could tell he was feeling very sexual by the way he moved. He wanted me to go over and sit with him in the store and I knew if I did I would melt, he told me he had no underwear on. I was trying so hard to be good, that it was killing me. We went for coffee and talked about how wrong this cat & mouse game was getting, and how I was neglected at home. He told me he wanted me to be his, and the dogs too. I was thinking.. you want my husbands life. He said he wanted to push me in the closet and kiss me. I got a rush of exhilaration just thinking about it. We left and I gave him a hug, he looked so upset I though I saw his eyes water, not sure if it was the wind or not. I went home that night and I couldnt stop thinking about him and I stayed on the couch by myself, and I started to touch myself, I couldnt get the fantasy of him out of my head, of him kissing me, I got way too wet and came way too fast. Now I know Im in trouble!
Feb3rd, 2003
I love when you play Pussycat
Ok someone is gonna get Hurt today.
And I dont mean emotionally I mean physically, like in the throws of rough sex.
I told him if he doesnt stay away from me Im gonna rape him, I was way too pent up and I felt way too naughty and I was loving what it was doing to us, we were having very heated IM conversations, he was saying all the right things, telling me how badly he wanted me, I tried to get him to write me a detailed story about us like in the erotic novels that I love so much and gave to him. I promised him I would make it worth his while. Our IMs are so detailed in erotic fantasies its the ultimate temptation. He calls it Playing Pussycat when I talk dirty over IM; it has a James Bond Ring to it. I like it. He said he was going to make me a t-shirt that referred to Playing Pussycat.
part 4 PussyCat Tails 
Jan 4th, 2003
Image #1
Yesterday I sent him the full-scale version of the photo of my ass, and he told me that he used it to masturbate to. I love the fact that I feel like I am part of his fantasy. I visualize him stroking himself to it, and calling out my name upon Cumming, and then I feel like I want to cum as well. I want to see him naked but I know its wrong.
Jan19th, 2003
Tea at Rittenhouse
I have told Meagan about him and she like me wants to help or save him from his destructive behavior, and advice on women, so I invited him to meet us for High Tea at Rittenhouse, I told her I have no intensions of cheating, but I like him, and he needs direction. So we have tea and he is staring but not staring at me, I am on my best behavior today, I find myself attracted to his sensitivity, but I will not be unrealistic in my situation or his, I am totally against adultery and cheating, it goes against all of my morals & beliefs. He gives me a soft hug goodbye from behind, and I somehow feel as though he feels cheated out of life and love,
Jan23rd, 2003
Copa
He cant come to Copa due to work deadline, I am so disappointed, I only wanted to go to be around him, I decide to go anyway, Everly drops me off, and Im already toasted because Im drinking on an empty stomach, and then an hour later he shows up, he thought I was trying to ignore him and I just was trying to play it cool and not look so obvious that I was way too happy to see another co worker and give my self away.
So he starts drinking and getting very touchy feely w/ me, and kept whispering how we are gonna be the next Suzanne & Anthony,( a couple at work having an affair ) and I object and yell No we are not!
He keeps trying to touch my thigh, and smell me, and nudge me w/ his ass .
Jan 4th, 2003
Image #1
Yesterday I sent him the full-scale version of the photo of my ass, and he told me that he used it to masturbate to. I love the fact that I feel like I am part of his fantasy. I visualize him stroking himself to it, and calling out my name upon Cumming, and then I feel like I want to cum as well. I want to see him naked but I know its wrong.
Jan19th, 2003
Tea at Rittenhouse
I have told Meagan about him and she like me wants to help or save him from his destructive behavior, and advice on women, so I invited him to meet us for High Tea at Rittenhouse, I told her I have no intensions of cheating, but I like him, and he needs direction. So we have tea and he is staring but not staring at me, I am on my best behavior today, I find myself attracted to his sensitivity, but I will not be unrealistic in my situation or his, I am totally against adultery and cheating, it goes against all of my morals & beliefs. He gives me a soft hug goodbye from behind, and I somehow feel as though he feels cheated out of life and love,
Jan23rd, 2003
Copa
He cant come to Copa due to work deadline, I am so disappointed, I only wanted to go to be around him, I decide to go anyway, Everly drops me off, and Im already toasted because Im drinking on an empty stomach, and then an hour later he shows up, he thought I was trying to ignore him and I just was trying to play it cool and not look so obvious that I was way too happy to see another co worker and give my self away.
So he starts drinking and getting very touchy feely w/ me, and kept whispering how we are gonna be the next Suzanne & Anthony,( a couple at work having an affair ) and I object and yell No we are not!
He keeps trying to touch my thigh, and smell me, and nudge me w/ his ass .
Day 3 for the PussyCat Tails ......
Dec 26th, 2002
Pay Checks are at my Desk
I just sent an email that Pay Checks are at my desk for anyone whom hasnt received them, and say anyone can stop by my desk to get it if you have not already.
I then receive an email from that guy saying, Can I stop by anyway?
I already gave him his check so this is obviously flirting! So I was in the middle of IMing w/ Cooper about the holidays and I tell him about the email I just got, and how this guy has a crush on me. He says oh hes smooth! In a sarcastic tone. So I IM him back and say in response to his email Now
how am I supposed to reply to that! and he tells me that hes just flirting, and he thinks Im hot and he doesnt care who knows it! Ok so now Im really thrown off my game, I dont even know what to say, He knows Im married?
I tell him flirting for me is like window-shopping w/ no means & money to buy. I just dont do it. Like I dont look for something I know I cant have. Somehow we start to talk, and swap ideas about interior decorating, also about his stripper girlfriend and how she has treated him badly and abandoned him for the holidays and not called him until after, he tells me to meet him in the kitchen, while he heats up a twice baked potato from his friends dinner from the previous day. He tells me how he has depression and takes meds that his pharmacist friend is getting him illegally, and how he has no emotional support and no one to turn to, and how sad his life is, and unattached his family life is, he says he wants an artsy girlfriend like me, and how all the good ones are married or taken, He is very spastic in his emotions, he makes me want to help him, He says I dont even know you and Im telling you all of my drama. I try to tell him of my struggle and success to give him hope but thats all I can offer him. He can barley look me in the eyes. He keeps looking away; he expresses how he always thought I was kind of snooty and bitchy from before. I get that all the time. I tell him to drop that stripper she is bad news. He gets all hyped from what I am telling him, and tells her he is tired of being treated in the manner she has treated him and how she got mad because he wouldnt give her a ride to work after not hearing a word form her over the holidays.
Jan3rd, 2003
Produce
So he wants to try mushrooms, and I have a connection, though I dont think its a great idea for someone who is clinically depressed to be taking an organic hallucinogenic is the best thing for them. I comply and get his some anyway. He takes them the next day while he is IMing me from home, he certainly doesnt get the result I have had time & time again. But I just wanted to give him something that he might enjoy. Since he had such a bad new years eve w/ Chris.
here is a snip-it form this saturdays shoot with a local photog
http://www.onemodelplace.com/acknowledgments_list.cfm?search_me=true&Type=Photographer&fav_id=44004
Dec 26th, 2002
Pay Checks are at my Desk
I just sent an email that Pay Checks are at my desk for anyone whom hasnt received them, and say anyone can stop by my desk to get it if you have not already.
I then receive an email from that guy saying, Can I stop by anyway?
I already gave him his check so this is obviously flirting! So I was in the middle of IMing w/ Cooper about the holidays and I tell him about the email I just got, and how this guy has a crush on me. He says oh hes smooth! In a sarcastic tone. So I IM him back and say in response to his email Now
how am I supposed to reply to that! and he tells me that hes just flirting, and he thinks Im hot and he doesnt care who knows it! Ok so now Im really thrown off my game, I dont even know what to say, He knows Im married?
I tell him flirting for me is like window-shopping w/ no means & money to buy. I just dont do it. Like I dont look for something I know I cant have. Somehow we start to talk, and swap ideas about interior decorating, also about his stripper girlfriend and how she has treated him badly and abandoned him for the holidays and not called him until after, he tells me to meet him in the kitchen, while he heats up a twice baked potato from his friends dinner from the previous day. He tells me how he has depression and takes meds that his pharmacist friend is getting him illegally, and how he has no emotional support and no one to turn to, and how sad his life is, and unattached his family life is, he says he wants an artsy girlfriend like me, and how all the good ones are married or taken, He is very spastic in his emotions, he makes me want to help him, He says I dont even know you and Im telling you all of my drama. I try to tell him of my struggle and success to give him hope but thats all I can offer him. He can barley look me in the eyes. He keeps looking away; he expresses how he always thought I was kind of snooty and bitchy from before. I get that all the time. I tell him to drop that stripper she is bad news. He gets all hyped from what I am telling him, and tells her he is tired of being treated in the manner she has treated him and how she got mad because he wouldnt give her a ride to work after not hearing a word form her over the holidays.
Jan3rd, 2003
Produce
So he wants to try mushrooms, and I have a connection, though I dont think its a great idea for someone who is clinically depressed to be taking an organic hallucinogenic is the best thing for them. I comply and get his some anyway. He takes them the next day while he is IMing me from home, he certainly doesnt get the result I have had time & time again. But I just wanted to give him something that he might enjoy. Since he had such a bad new years eve w/ Chris.
here is a snip-it form this saturdays shoot with a local photog
http://www.onemodelplace.com/acknowledgments_list.cfm?search_me=true&Type=Photographer&fav_id=44004
here we are again for another entry of PUSSYCAT TAILS
Dec 5th, 2002
Snow day & my 32nd birthday
Today is my Birthday and most of the office is empty due to a snow storm, I have on a black sweater and one of my schoolgirl plaid pleated skirts w/ velvet leggings and boots, Barb calls me over to tell me how cute I look and check out my clothes, that intern guy comments as well in a really cute high pitched voice your so cute which sounded really funny. After I commented on how cute his voice sounded Barb decides to tell me in front of him how when he started he wanted to know if I was available, and then I looked at him as he got blush colored in the face and he quickly tried to save himself some embarrassment by saying yes but I asked about other girls here as well when I started and I said ya sorry Im married and he said well if your ever single as I replied Ill keep you in mind. This was all very flattering but very uncomfortable to a married woman whom doesnt know how to flirt harmlessly. So then I say how it is my B-day and my age is revealed, he looks very surprised, and I ask him his age and then I say, ah you have many things to learn he tells me maybe I need an older woman to teach me and I reply I dont have enough time for all that wisdom.
But again he is cute. I now call him my Fan.
Dec 6th, 2002
Holiday party
Tonight is the companies Holiday party and I have a very cool vintage look Im going for, the kind that makes a great entrance, I have done my hair in a 1940s style w/ a hand beaded snood hair net I have beaded myself. And I have an original vintage plaid dress w/ a bustle attached, very cool! So Im at this thing w/ Michael and I am getting really strange vibes from that intern guy and Chris & Phil they are all standing together and staring at me, I wonder if they are talking about me or me & my husband. I decide to break away from Michaels side and mingle a little. I go over to the smoke filled group where the 3 amigos are standing to say hi, and he says to me how cool my hair is, hes a little buzzed I can tell by his eyes, and very nervous, he seems to be on his best behavior around me, but his vibe is clearly showing through, which then makes me self conscious of his uneasiness around me.
Dec24th, 2002
Seven fishes
I somehow wander over for whatever reason to creative, the topic of course is Christmas and Christmas Eve, and my usual dreading of the eve w/ my mother in law, somehow we start talking about our traditions and the Italian Seven Fishes. Which no one including 2 Italian guys and one ¼ Sicilian half breed girl can get right. I tried to IM him the correct 7 fishes after consulting w/ Megan. The dialog has now begun. Though each time Im around him I sense the tension around him. And I am starting to notice that there is an attraction of both parts.
Dec 5th, 2002
Snow day & my 32nd birthday
Today is my Birthday and most of the office is empty due to a snow storm, I have on a black sweater and one of my schoolgirl plaid pleated skirts w/ velvet leggings and boots, Barb calls me over to tell me how cute I look and check out my clothes, that intern guy comments as well in a really cute high pitched voice your so cute which sounded really funny. After I commented on how cute his voice sounded Barb decides to tell me in front of him how when he started he wanted to know if I was available, and then I looked at him as he got blush colored in the face and he quickly tried to save himself some embarrassment by saying yes but I asked about other girls here as well when I started and I said ya sorry Im married and he said well if your ever single as I replied Ill keep you in mind. This was all very flattering but very uncomfortable to a married woman whom doesnt know how to flirt harmlessly. So then I say how it is my B-day and my age is revealed, he looks very surprised, and I ask him his age and then I say, ah you have many things to learn he tells me maybe I need an older woman to teach me and I reply I dont have enough time for all that wisdom.
But again he is cute. I now call him my Fan.
Dec 6th, 2002
Holiday party
Tonight is the companies Holiday party and I have a very cool vintage look Im going for, the kind that makes a great entrance, I have done my hair in a 1940s style w/ a hand beaded snood hair net I have beaded myself. And I have an original vintage plaid dress w/ a bustle attached, very cool! So Im at this thing w/ Michael and I am getting really strange vibes from that intern guy and Chris & Phil they are all standing together and staring at me, I wonder if they are talking about me or me & my husband. I decide to break away from Michaels side and mingle a little. I go over to the smoke filled group where the 3 amigos are standing to say hi, and he says to me how cool my hair is, hes a little buzzed I can tell by his eyes, and very nervous, he seems to be on his best behavior around me, but his vibe is clearly showing through, which then makes me self conscious of his uneasiness around me.
Dec24th, 2002
Seven fishes
I somehow wander over for whatever reason to creative, the topic of course is Christmas and Christmas Eve, and my usual dreading of the eve w/ my mother in law, somehow we start talking about our traditions and the Italian Seven Fishes. Which no one including 2 Italian guys and one ¼ Sicilian half breed girl can get right. I tried to IM him the correct 7 fishes after consulting w/ Megan. The dialog has now begun. Though each time Im around him I sense the tension around him. And I am starting to notice that there is an attraction of both parts.
