Who Are You?

I often tell people, that if you want people to agree to live with your bullshit, be honest at the beginning….

Be honest before you both are considered a couple…

Be honest while they are still infatuated with you and the very ideal that you both could be an item, if everything plays out right.

You ever notice when you meet someone, and they like you more than you like them, that they are doing everything possible to please you and impress you?

Their favorite things to say are….

1. I don’t mind

2. It’s OK!

3. If it makes you happy

4. Baby, just do it, if its important to you

5. It doesn’t bother me

LIES ALL LIES!

Dating is one big interview, everyone trying to impress, and going out of their way to get the job.

But as soon as they get the job, their complaining about it, late all the time, lazy, the need to impress is now a gone with the wind…

And you are both looking at each other like, who is this irritating, inconsiderate stranger?

But all this could have been avoided if you introduced them to the real you in the beginning.

Think about it…

Would you rather spend 1 year or longer with someone plus possible kids, and then realize that they are wrong for you, that they are not what your looking for…

Or would you rather save each other valuable time, heartache, and money?

All you have to do is toss that greedy need to have temporary affection an love and that blind desire to impress and just learn to be yourself in the beginning…

When you meet someone, just say hey no matter the temptation to impress each other…

Let’s not…

I wanna start getting to know the real you, so I can find out if I want to continue any further in getting to know the real you.

Don’t wait till its been 10 years, a marriage, and kids and then wake up one day and ask….

WHO ARE YOU?

Microwave Dating

There was a time when dating started with just two teens in school that have a crush and then start exchanging love letters…

Or a man simply walking up to a woman and asking for her number and actually calling! Wow.

After sweet emails, calling and walks at a park, then came dating than sex.

Now there is Online dating and texting.

I call this microwave dating because microwaving is when you want something fast and you really don’t care too much about the taste.

Slow cooking is when you don’t care about how long it takes for the food to get done, you just want it cooked perfect, texture and flavor perfect….

Microwave dating can come out good, but most often turns out bad, because its not real its artificial.

Most ofen the “Get to know” process is through texting, & sexting. No one really takes the time to get to know because most are in a hurry to have sex and some are in a hurry to have an instant relationship….

Anyone can be anyone they want to pretend to be, when online dating.

By the time the other party has found out what type of person they are dating or hooking up with…

Dissaster has happened.

drama and all the fake comes out.

Also people tend to realize that texting can get taking out of context. When you want people to know how you feel or if your just joking, you have to send out all these emojis…

If an emoji is not sent with the text, all hell could break loose LOL!

But I often wonder, why calling has almost become extinct?

Its actually the fastest way to get to know someone.

The realist way to get to know someone.

And you get to feel the passion behind every word. No emoji needed.

When calling most often you can often find out if the person is worth a date or getting to know them any further…

Yes you can do all the talking the first date, but why wait till the actual date to have a real long one on one conversation?

Thats when dissaster dates occur…

He may be expecting sex and she may be expecting truly getting to know him first…

Or you both may go out and you may have that one shy person that will barely say two words and you have to hold the whole conversation just to keep the night going.

Or you may find each other boring.

So why not talk on the phone?

Anyone can be anyone through a text.

Remember nothing quick, and easy is ever good…

I mean microwave food, will never taste as good as a home cooked meal.

Restaurant food, will never taste as good, as a home cooked meal, cooked with love and passion….

You want a fast, artificial relation that might blow up in your face, that may leave a bad taste in your mouth…

Then you should go for the microwave dating…

But you want a real realtionship, great flavor, no artificial included…

Go for that stove, slow cooked food…

The call a person and actually get to know, a person the right way, the long way, not the short way.

But just as you get what you pay for, you also receive back what energy you put into something.

A relationship should be looked at as an investment…

You should invest in someone you see potential in…

If you don’t see any possibility in that person, even if its meant for a one night stand, then its best not to pursue it,

because a one night stand could lead to weeks or months, or even a life time of hell…

But even if you plan on just having a one or two night stand with the person you meet, if you see potential in them than say your one or two night stand turns into a relationship in the making…

Then guess what? You already know they are worth the effort, the time, and the investment!

So next time you decide to date…

Ask yourself, Do you want microwave dating or stove top, simmer dating?

You want fast pace, or slow pace?

You get back what you put into something….

Your The Only One…

In your eyes I could see, that you would soon love me…

I knew from the soft touch of your hug, that you would have me sprung if you ever gave me some…

You would soon have me calling out your name in my nightmares and inside my dreams…

Your smile was greedy but sexy, as you leaned over to kiss my soft lips…

For you already knew from my body’s tremble that you would soon hear my pleasure screams.

And I knew right then and there, that I would love you, my hearts Destiny, for life, for Eternity…

That night, I felt that sweet sensation to fuck you, so I allowed my ass to provoke

It was so early in the morning that the birds werent even woke..

I slid closer and closer until you felt my soft ass poke against you gently…

And then you begin to stroke…..

I just knew when you first touched my body, that you were the only one for me…

The tender touch of your manhood, lit a burning desire inside of my pussy….

Slowly our bodies began to dance together to the back ground music of our soft moans and heartbeats

Making sweet love between the sheets, oh DJ can you put this slow song on repeat?

Then I seductively whispered…

“Your the only one I wanna slow dance with”

Oh I remember…

when you sucked my pussy from the back, till I came hard!

Oh that felt so damn good! that shit caught me off guard!

Your tongue licking me in places no other man was supposed to be or see

For I knew that you were the only one for me, You were my drug, you were my ecstasy…

Then I softly whisper…

“Your the only one I wanna slow dance with”

The way I use to suck you, and oh you tasted so good!

That night I had your dick hard as wood!

I would do it all over again if I could…

But sadly my love for you was so misunderstood…

Damn baby you had me wanting to take that dick to Geico and get it insured...

And sometimes I sit and wonder…

Do you ever think about me?

Like I think about you?

The way I use to get on my knees, unzip your pants and start sucking your balls…

Working my way from bottom to the top, and then back to the bottom again…

Sucking and licking your dick, like it was my favorite candy cane.

Oh yes the things I would do to you with my mouth…

And when it was all over I would seductively whisper…

Baby oh baby,

“Your the only one I wanna slow dance with.”

Please Let Him Be For Me

I silently prayed to myself as his touches tormented my body…

Making me feel loved, wanted, special… like a fine wine glass handled gently…

We talked on the phone for awhile…

I would read my sexual poetry to him, turning him on…

He made love to my mind with his words…

While I gave his mind foreplay….

Then came time to collect…

To Undress…

I showered then walked out naked…

He waited nervously but look at me in a greedy way…

Thoughts in his head such as…

Where do I start first with her?

Do I take control or let her?

Try to be gentle with her…

Don’t come off too anxious!

He touches my shoulders and slowly lays me down onto the bed and takes full control, as he goes into drive…

He caresses my face in between his palms and softly kisses it from my forehead, nose, cheeks then lips…

My neck he garnishes with wet sweet kisses as his fingers play with my flesh…

Slowly down to my naval, mighty close to my pussy… Damn !

He kisses his way back up to my breast, sucking them like a hungry animal fondling my dark nipples with his lips and tongue,

twisting them a little and gently biting…

He lays further down between my legs and begins to taste my juices…

His tongue teases my clitorus until it comes out of hiding then he sucks it so good till I shower his mouth with my cum…

He moans because I taste damn good…

My eyes roll back…

Yes… I moan softly Oh yes…

His fingers going in and out of me pulling out more cum as he devours my cum…

He grabs my thighs to allow himself to dig his tongue into me deeper…

I scream out and climax… My legs squeezing his head a little to tight… But he deals…

He stands up… Slides his pants and jeans off…

His eye contact never broken…

Time to break into her…

Penetrating her until she can take no more…

He then grabs my legs and pulls me to him, mounts my body and then allows his dick to separate my pussy lips as he penetrates…

My cum is so thick that the sound it creates from his dick thrusting in and out of me, turns him on more….

His motions a little faster but still a slow pace…

He is trying to savor each stroke, as his dick marinates up in my sweet pussy juice…

Its so good I think to my self…

As he pumps into me getting more excited and about to bust a nut…

I look to the ceiling and think to myself….

“Please let him be made for me”

He cums…

Sleeps beside me….

And then he left for work…

I sent him a text less then an hour later and told him I no longer wanted to see him again, although I wanted to be with him for life…

My fear kicked in…

Self destruction of myself…

5 years later he hits me up…

But I am now with another…

The ??? Question mark haunts me…

Should I ?

Be careful what you pray for… It may take years but then come when you least expect it…