Long Time Out

OK so it has been a while since the wedding finished out. But I tell you what.
It has been great. Well let's start back at the bridal shower. hehe

OK so I had a Slumber Parties Toy party for mine. I made a wishlist board so that if people didn't want to know what they bought me they didn't have too. But of course at the end of the party we had a huge unveiling of what people had gotten me. WOO HOO. I am still in love with all the stuff. I tell you what the Sports Sheets Company deserves the Nobel Peace Prize.

 

So I got a big box of things that vibrate, look good, smell nice, fill deeply and play hard and fun. So Charles and I decided to take a long weekend a month or so after the wedding cause life was kicking out asses. We were at each other's throats in the attempt to blend households into one. AND we weren't even halfway there yet. So the occasion came to get a nice hotel room and just be us. I jumped all over it and pulled Charles and a bit bag of toys right along with me.

 

I got to be tied up and spanked, fucked every which way that is possible and got to reciprocate it all. And let me tell you I am still crazy hot for me new husband as I had been for my boyfriend. I was a little worried about that as all the honeymoon feelings started to ware off with all the stress. But now I know just a hard freaky weekend can charge it all back up.

Well have to run for a bit. I will try to type out a little more later to get the rest of time caught up.

later
-Me

Luciano Pavarotti Is Dead at 71

You shall be missed

Good morning people of the internet

 

It is Tuesday we got hitched on Sunday. So I have come up for air and thought I would blog in the situation. First of all every woman out there know this up front that during the ordeal (unless you be 18 and mommy and daddy are paying) you are going to at some point want to say Fuck all you people I am going to Vegas. This is normal and the result of hemorrhaging thousands of dollars at a time out of your pockets. It feels horrid….

 

Now to the good stuff.

 

OK the festivities actually started Saturday night with the rehearsal and the rehearsal dinner. The rehearsal went well except for the time overages fees we owe the church. But the dinner was awesome. We went to this Mediterranean place that had belly dancing. Great food and entertainment to take the stress off a little.

 

Then the day of. Dawn cracks and I role over to see that I am 2 hours late waking up. The I listen and no one else is up either Most of the wedding party stayed at my house. So I Start To PANIC. I got up screaming and yelling to Harold the arrival of BRIDZILLA squisher of egos and slapper of faces. The stress was unbelievable. People ask you stupid questions like, "do you know where the ring bearer's shirt is?" I am the freaken bride why would I know the answer to that. We have children handlers for that shit.

 

And this is the day where for faith that the human race is progressing as a species. People ask the same questions repeatedly and get on your last nerve and have the foolishness to tell you to calm down.  Lord I am amazed that the day went off without me having to kill anyone.

 

But it did and I looked great and it was wonderful

 

Then off to shake it at the reception. I only have one to two songs that I dance to. I love music I just have asthma so there isn't a whole lot of dancing going on with me. But I did the one good song with my new hubby and he was happy. After that it was time for the wedding night.

 

OK we originally were not going to go anywhere. Seeing as we have a little person who needs to get to school Monday morning. But we got the hey we have the school thing covered (thank the goddess for grandparents) and the hotel is waiting (thanks again to the best man, Sean you are a prince "that Charles's brother")….  Any hoo I just wanted to extol the virtues of hot tubs and silicone lube. Man it is like the stuff was invented for water. But that is as far as I am going to get into that at this second. Check back for further details.

 

Well now I am back at work so I guess I have to look like I am doing something besides blogging. Later people

 

-Kay

2 for 2 this week

OK so this week started with a bang and it is just getting better. I had a chance to break out some serious toys last night. I tell you what I am not getting much sleep but the sex has been spectacular. There has got to be something said for nasty freaky sex every day for a while. I don't know if this is going to keep up but I am loving every minute of it while it is here.

And by the way chasing your girl around a room then spanking her after you catch her - Not the best way to say I am not in the mood. A+ for getting things started. OK time to take a nap at my desk while everyone else is at lunch.

Peace love and good sex to all

-Kay

Sex so good I had to blog on it.

Hey there all you strangers.
OK sorry I have been kinda out of the loop on keeping this the up to date. Well lets get  into why.
NO SLEEP
OK school has kicked in and Charles has a little-little girl in elementary school so as the almost Step mommy it is up to me to outfit things like bras and feminine lecture talk and things like that. I think I did more research on how to tell a little girl about "becoming a lady" then I did on my senior thesis in college. Well it is done we now just wait on it all.. but in the mean time I shall catch you all up on how things have been going. The wedding is creeping around the corner and I don't know I think that coupled with all this wine tasting for the reception is giving me great nights people. Thank the Goddess for sound proof walls. Before these were discovered how the hell did parents have good sex in the house. I think it just all stopped when the kids came home. But I am pleased to report that sound proofing is wonderful stuff. Because if we didn't wake the block lat night that stuff was doing its damn job. We had a wind tasting Monday night to finalize the wine / champagne list for the reception. Wow get a little alcohol into him and he will just keep going and going. so 4 hours 4 condoms and a filled SD card later exhausted and sweaty, sated and oddly fixated on his member I went to sleep this morning around 1am only to awaken at 515, That would be the time I should leave the house and I was just jumping out of my bed. Well easing out. We overdid a couple of those positions. But I have a happy set of throbbing tingles between my legs today and a stupid smile on my face.

Now if I can pull this behavior back to once maybe twice a week then I would be OK. But Charles seams to think it is a every other day kind of thing; Now there's the exhausting part. i am so happy and so tired. I have no balance to it all. I think I should start a nice vitamin regiment or something so I can keep up. I tell you what. ALL the ladies out there and most of the men - Heed my warning, if you give your partner a weekend of all about them sex it will blow their sex drive out of proportion, but you have to continue to give them what they want while getting what you want. Well then I guess if you both can be into the same kink it is a plus. But you never know unless you try.


I wish great sex and restful sleep to all
It is going to be a great Tuesday
-Kay

People and their crap

I am so tired of people attempting to put their shit and issues off on me. If I have to hear one more time, "girl you should" I am going to kill some chicks I know. Why the hell do they think they can sling out advice about your relationship when they haven't been able to hold down a man since putting out was all the boys wanted. Well I tell you this. I didn't put out then and I am not going to go with the stupid ideas of these fool ass women now.

I am in a long term relationship which is about to become a marriage. Thank you. Thank you. But what most of these over thirty single "I have to have it all my way" fools don't realize is that this kind of thing takes time and commitment, sacrifice and forward movement in the life path the two of you have chosen TOGETHER.... Not one person calling all the shots and expecting the other to jump.

That kind of stupid thinking will get you to forty and single. Give and take is what it is all about and once they all get to experience real honest love and not just what is going on between their legs then they might understand. But until then I will leave them to their broke-ass playa boy friends and friends with benefits. Not to Down all my playas out there and lord knows I have loved some friends with benefits but damn I think it is time for us all to grow the hell up and realize that sometimes everyone has to pitch in and get life taken care of no matter what.

SO QUIT YER BITCHEN. and move on

-Kay

SOMETHING IN THE WATER

OK I just had a hella tiring weekend of sex. it started on Thursday of last week. I got Friday off but paid for it Saturday.... three times. Then I took Monday so someone thought it was ok to keep me up late Sunday night. Then Monday night roles around and its like well why not...

Oh man I can't believe I have been expected to put out like this and still go to work the next day. SHIT I am tired…. They should have a "my pussy needs a day off" holiday. I think I am going to go sleep on the couch tonight so I can get some rest.

 
Now I am at work Balls early and people want stuff that I have no idea where they are.

Not to mention I am not mentally here. I can still feel my soft pillow and those cozy blankets.

 I think that the government is drugging us though out water supply. there is no reason for the man to be that freakin horny for this many days straight. I am going to have to see how long this is going to last. I should keep a calendar of this activity and see who started it and how frequent these things are.

Oh to have time off on the weekends to do nothing but sleep. I miss those days. I think they call that time "the single life"… Hell I am never going to get that back.

 Well I am going to go pretend to be working.

-later

 

Laundry

Why is it so hard to get a man to fold/hang a basket of clothes. What the hell makes a man think it is some magical fairy who loves him to be comfortable who just happens to come along and clean up after him. She must be wonderful, this magical laundry doer, vacuumer, Dish washer, maid, slave. Well for all you men out there. STOP IT. This bitch don't exist. And I for one am tired of getting shafted. Now if you are paying all the damn bills and I have a fucking allowance for my shoe addiction I will do every fucking piece of housework, chores, and mind numbing task that can be found in the house. But that has to be my only job. But if I am to bust my ass at work all week just like you, and pay half to over half the damn rent and bills. Then by Thor's Fucking Hammer You better get off your ass and contribute to the damn house work or you will be getting a bill from the maid service I will be hiring.

I do not mind the usual level of work that is associated with a house hold. But when I have to do all the damn cooking and cleaning something is wrong. If you aren't man enough to bust a load of laundry you better get a service. And if you are not cooking you better do the damn dishes BEFORE you go to bed. There is nothing more demoralizing than having to do the dishes before you start to cook a meal for your family.

Im Out

HEY PEOPLE

OK its been a serious minute since I have blogged anything.
Sorry but I am getting married in 52 days so cut me some slack.

I was going to make my dress but I decided to buy on the spur of the moment last night. It is the HOTNESS
I am going to post a pic up here as soon as I cut it down.

But that is what I get for going with the bridesmaids to the shop to get their dresses. They all talked me into getting a dress. but we look Fierce together.

Well later people

PS
the long sex weekend a while back went Freak Nasty Great. More sex than you can shake a stick at. Updates later

THE INCOMPATIBLE

Don't get me wrong I love Charles like no man I have ever known. But the problem is he is an exhibitionist and I an so not at all. I am a behind closed doors kind of gal. I am a little freak behind those closed doors but I believe in the door. Not that I mean in the bedroom, just in the damn house. or a very secluded place out doors. but not in from of total strangers. What the hell right. AND I hate the fact that it feels like we are bringing people into our sex lives.

Now the true problem.
We have some friends who are well a little voyeuristic right so he gets a kick over tacking me engaging in sexual activities where he knows these people can either hear or might walk in. So that really does give the impression to these folks that we are inviting them into out sex lives. they are in a poly amorous relationship and group sex is no new thing to them. It is to me and I am going to keep it that way so long as I live.

I am having the worse time trying to explain these things to him in a way that will not sound like "hey I hate your kink"

I have some serious ones and he didn't balk at the custom cuffs I had made or the floggers or the fun getaway learning retreats we took through a great organization here in our area. I just can't get over it. It is killing me I always thought I was the classic GGG girlfriend (that's good giving and game for those of you who don't read The Love).

OK so I have decided to meditate on this. And I came to the conclusion that I needed the freak credits so I better put in the time.

We are going away next weekend to a convention and I decided that if he needs to be public at times what better time then with a bunch of people who I don't know and only see like once a year,  and some of them are freakier than us so I am going to just let him go as far as he needs to. Short of dropping out a tit on the promenade. So I am getting out the thigh high leather boots and my best GGG attitude and making the weekend all about him and his myriad of kink. So watch out People of the windy city.

Later people I will let you all know how it pans out. Did I mention we are sharing a suite with these same voyeuristic people hehe!.!.!.!.

-Kay

The terror of it all

They have moved into my home. little people non of whom belong to me. they are over taking my life. and I have to hide my porn and adult "novelties" read vibrators, cock rings, and other accoutrements> Well it is only 2 weeks and I get all the Auntie duties out in one foul swoop.

Later

Short Weekend

Short weekend Big Surprise. My brother came hole this weekend from Iraq. I am from a huge military family and if I hadn't had a scholarship to college I would probably be one of the few prow and brave myself. I want to take this time to say Thank you to the Universe in all her benevolent spirits who brought my brother home to me. He may be a just one speck but he means the world to me and mine.

"Gratitude to the cosmos
swirling masses of dancers

dancer atoms
dancer gasses
dancer people
dancer animal people
dancer rocks
dancer of endless possibility
dancing emptiness
dancing reaches
& dancing arcs of outer space
dancing of all things that have ever been
and will ever be

Gratitude to the cosmos
And blessings."

Blessed be.

I do declare

Well all preparations are set and the weekend picked out. Last weekend did not work for logistic reasons of scheduling. Let the debauchery begin; in one week 4 days and counting.

-Kay

Rekindling the magic.

 

So that was a confusing two weeks or so. So now I am here. My cold feet are gone and I am still loving the man I came with. I think I want to plan us a weekend getaway with all the trimmings. Hotel, hot tub, room service, and all the freaky sex that can be fit into 2 days without too much injury. So Far I have the toy box packed, 3 bottles of our favorite wines, picnic basket ready to be packed. Now all I need do is go shopping for something nice tight crotchless with loads of cleavage. Not a problem.

 

Will report back on the progress of said weekend. I am just sorry that it can't happen this weekend. That would have been great. But what can you say.

 

-Kay

Things look clearer In the morning

Morning has come and I didn't pass on from a guilty conscience. A decision has been made and the Sam problem has been solved. Thanks to my best friend, Thanks for the advice girl. So I have a plan and it is in action as we speak. There is nothing wrong with a little harmless flirtation and I know this. I also know that there are parts of me that need indulging from time to time. With the stresses of life at the moment Charles and I are not sinking up on some Key points. I think Sam filled in the gap for the evening. So I am going to go with shit happens and get on with my life.

-Kay

Confusion

I am so Confused and I have nothing to tell myself to make it all better.

I made a mistake, that doesn't feel like a mistake. I was tooling around online last night, I am an insomniac, and I started to chat with this random guy. No biggie Charles knows that I am a normal person and I talk to other people. Well I ended up in a voice chat with this guy Sam he was so comforting and I don't know It was all so innocent at first. We grew up in adjacent areas and were talking about how much things have changed and where we think the city is headed. Some how things moved into a more adult area, about some clubs that used to exist and experiences there in. So needless to say I ended up have some great cyber with this guy. Which to date the last time that kind of thing happened it was with this hot guy from overseas when I was like 18. So I am freaked. Charles is not a super jealous guy but we do have a ask for approval policy which neither of us has ever violated to my knowledge.

He is my problem, I love Charles and I would never do anything to hurt him intentionally I want to know where this Sam thing came from. How do I get around the analyzing it to see what the hell is on the other side? How do I look through the emo without jumping ship and moving on. Which I do not want to do. I just love attentions from men: Not sexual directly, but sexually fueled.  

Oh Gods things are all messed up. I am now sitting at work thinking about last night and DAMN it was so hot. Not that Charles is not the shit in bed but damn that man is good. I am a very shy person with new people even people I chat with online. But I found myself opening to this complete stranger and I liked the feel of slight vulnerability with the safety of being home and not being pressured to go meet this guy even though we live less than 40 miles from each other.

SHIT. OK nothing more now. I am going to go out for a walk and see what I can come up with.

 

 

 

 

Good morning Folks Just a little thought

Everything is coming up crappy at the moment. But life is good. I am in the process of moving Charles into my place, it is much bigger than his little place. So I have to make some closet space. I am not getting rid of things I used to think were so important as to take up 4 double wide closets in the house. Clothes and shoes. But it is hard they are like old friends reminders of times past and future possibilities. It is weird though it seams the more crap I clean out the better I feel. I seam to be getting along with the world a little better recently. I was hospitalized a few weeks ago, hence the pause. And I have learned a few very important things about my relationship. I love this crazy stupid man. I may want to sleep with others but this is the person that I want to come home to at the end of the day. Now if he only had a nice Irish accent things would be great. J/K I love him the way he is.

Long overdue - Day One

These are the shoes I wore yesterday. They are one of my favorite pairs. I wore them a while back with some Rose patterned stockings that I couldn't find for this day but you will see them eventually.

New Revelation

OK here is the thing. I just did my spring shoe breakout and I think I may have a problem. I have 56 pairs of summer shoes. I may be a shoeaholic . SO I thought I would share my sickness with people who might enjoy it. So I have decided that I will post one pick each day (about) of a different pair of shoes. I just have to set up a way to do so. So everyone who knows someone who loves shoes/feeties let them all know. It shall be the sorta daily Kay Shoe Review. Starting next Monday at the latest. Check back for updates.

Long live the shoes.
-Kay

LIFE SUCKS

There is no getting around it
just a pure dumb-ass

Oh well

and yeah I am not dying.

after hundreds in fucking medical costs I am not even going to have a surgery,

FUCK
It would be nice to be home from work for a week or two on sick leave. I bet they are rethinking that home "Unlimited" sick leave policy of theirs.

Oh well here I am poor and a month behind on my bills because of it. but I guess that is my problem. I should have just went to my very good friend M and gotten some pain killers and just waited it out. which is what I paid all this damn money to do. I got a work excuse and that was all.

Man the american medical system sucks big fat hairy sweaty monkey balls.

They run 2 grand worth of tests and all they can tell you is UM it went away so we are not worried that we didn't find anything wrong with you. they could have said your 7th chakra was out of alignment and the great circle of tirnine granted you cleansing.

But that is just me running off at the fingertips.

Night night all

SICK

Not dying yet but wish I was. There is nothing worse than being sick when
u have things to do. Things u actually want to do. Nuts, now I am stuck. not
dead but feeling as though that where not such a bad state.
I do however get to try out Charles' new pocket pc thingie. Tiz cool
to surf from bed. guess it is all bad.

Though the touch screen typing thing is kinda hard.

Oh well, I guess I have to deal. I will check in later.
KAY

PS
Jan - can u call me monday. thanks

Black Women in Fantasy Art

NONEXISTENT

That is what black women in fantasy art are. We are unseen. I am tired of it. If I want to have fantasy art in my house there are plenty of nice things out there. But to be realistic I do not want to walk around my house looking at half dressed white women all damn day. I purchase a lot of art. and a good portion of it depicts women like myself. Black strong and proud. But I can't get fantasy art which shows the same.

A few years ago at a science fiction convention called VisionConn in Middle of nowhere Missouri I say some small pieces by an artist I didn't know. i thought that it was the start of something. It was not. And I can not remember the name of that artist so that I could pay his extortionist's fees just to have some black sci-fi/fantasy art in my collection. To be perfectly honest I am from a very multiracial family and background so I do have a lot of all types of art but this particular subgroup is lacking and I am starting to get very disheartened to the fact that I can't even seam to find any on the web. I mean besides a few statues that cost a fortune. If anyone out there knows of any please let me know.