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The Evolution of a Geek

Musings about me. Life. Sexuality. Stuff that happens. Stuff I like. Stuff I hate.

Welcome to my evolution. I have determined that many things in my life have changed me, evolved me if you will. Everything from movies, music, relationships, and even my sexual experiences.

Some of what you see here you might not agree with. Some of it you might not like. That’s OK, because this is mainly a tool for me. I appreciate you taking the time to stop by and look. So enjoy what you will!

When I regained consciousness, I felt her lips nibbling my ear. Seeing I was awake, she whispered softly “Thank you sweetheart. That was a dream cum true for me.”

I turned my head and kissed her softly, “Babe, that was so incredible. I’m glad I could help.”

“I just hope you two are up for some more fun. There is one more thing I want us to try.”

“What’s that babe?” I asked, searching my memory for anything else she might have mentioned in all our months of talking.

“You’ll just have to wait and see,” she replied, a devilish look in her eyes.

Knowing that look in her eye, I knew better than to try and press the issue. I just laid there and enjoyed her kisses until we realized how late it was getting. We all took our turns in the shower and started our day of errand running.

Today was quite different from the previous times I had run errands with them, she spent her time rubbing her gorgeous ass against her hubby’s and my crotch, causing us some discomfort with erections throughout the day. She would also take the time to nibble on our ears and kiss us deeply. It was quite a nice change actually. The sexual anticipation was running high. continue reading…

Sometimes….the mood does strike

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The Move

Feb 19

It had been a very long day. They had been packing boxes and getting ready for the big move in a few days. Finally exhausted, they flopped down on the couch for a little break.

“How can you acquire so much stuff in a few years time?” he asked with an audible sigh.

“I don’t know hun, but we are almost done with our part,” she said as she laid her head in his lap, “I am certainly not looking forward to unpacking it again at the other end.”

“At least there won’t be a deadline staring us in the face at that point,” he replied while stroking her hair.

“True, but still,” she answered with a soft laugh.

Her laugh and the comfort of her head in his lap caused his heart to skip a beat as he looked into her hazel eyes. He then had a wicked thought, which caused him to grin like a madman.

“I recognize that look, what is running through that dirty mind of yours babe?”

His only answer was to lean down and give her a deep, searing soul kiss. Her arms reached up and held on to him as best she could, giving herself completely to his kiss. The shared the kiss for many long minutes, their tongues exploring and teasing each other, leaving her feeling light-headed and very damp in her panties.

“Oh, I was just thinking that since everything was already off most of the flat surfaces of the furniture, that we could try some different positions in different locations.”

Feeling suddenly energized, she sat up and led him to the entertainment center, shedding her clothes along the way. Perching herself in the large cubby normally reserved for the television, she spread her legs and said, “This a good place to start?”

“Absolutely!” he answered, dropping his pants and moving toward her.



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It was a romantic restaurant she had chosen for dinner. We hadn’t seen each other in ages, and I was really looking forward to seeing her again. I picked her up and we drove the few miles to the restaurant. We talked like no time had passed, and the distance seemed to pass in no time at all. We walked in and the hostess showed us to one of the private booths.

At first, we sat on opposite sides so we could talk. We ordered drinks and just continued to talk. The waitress came by a few times, but we were so engrossed in catching up, we hadn’t even looked at the menu yet. Finally realizing how hungry we were, we caught her attention and ordered our dinner.

The food was excellent, and we laughed and talked. Our eyes met and I could tell she was happy to see me again. I know I was happy to see her again. I don’t know how long it took us to finish dinner, but soon our plates were cleared and we ordered dessert. She excused herself, and I watched her walk toward the restroom, feeling the familiar stirring she always caused.

Dessert was waiting when she got back, and I was sipping on my coffee waiting for her return. Instead of resuming her seat on the opposite side of the booth, she slid in next to me. She kissed me on the cheek and slipped something into my pocket. “Can’t wait for dessert,” she said while picking up a fork to take the first bite of cheesecake. continue reading…

I stood at the crossroads, my decision made

I am me, the me I am now, not the me I was

I waited for you

You stood at the crossroads with me

I hoped you would still want to be with me

I wanted to be with you

The me I am now, not the me I was

But you chose a different way

You could not see me as the person I am

The me I am now, not the me I was

I am sorry that the me I am is not the me you want

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Zipless- “I have some Scotch in my room—maybe you’d join me? You know, in the interest of not drinking alone…” She smiled. Perhaps she could yet salvage the day’s ending.

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The phone rang, I focused my eyes on the clock and saw it was 2 a.m. Wondering who was calling me at such an hour, I picked up the phone and answered without checking the caller ID. The familiar voice on the other end said, “I was heading your way and was hoping you were still awake. I need you.”

Hearing her say those words woke me up immediately. “I’m waiting for you sweetheart,” was my answer.

“See you in five minutes baby,” she replied, obviously very happy to hear my voice.

I got up, smoked a cig and got ready for her arrival. She came in and I was struck by how sexy she looked. My cock stirred and I knew this would be a fun night. She walked over to the counter to put her purse down and I moved up behind her. I ground my erection into the crack of her ass through our jeans, and cupped her breasts as I leaned in and kissed her neck and earlobes. continue reading…

I had texted her explicit instructions for that night’s fun. She was to wear a dress to work, and when she was done there, she needed to remove her bra and panties and put on some fishnet stockings. When she got to my place, she needed to hand her undergarments to me and then stand there, waiting to see what my wishes were.

She arrived and entered the apartment, 10 minutes late. She quickly moved over to where I was sitting and gave me her underwear, then she retreated to the middle of the room. I looked at her with a stern gaze, “Why did you keep me waiting?” She started to explain something about a last minute customer but I cut her off with a wave of my hand. I just stared at her while I mulled what to do next.

Once I settled on my course of action, I gave her further instructions. She quickly removed her dress then knelt down for me. My hardening cock throbbed at the sight of her in nothing but fishnet stockings, and had I not already set my plan into motion, I would have taken her right then and there. But I wanted to pleasure her in other ways as well.

“Place your arms at your sides,” I whispered. She complied, and I could tell she was anticipating what I had in store for her. I sat there and just admired her nearly nude body presented for my pleasure. My rod was hard as nails, and I couldn’t wait to get some relief for myself. When I finally stood up to get started, I had to adjust myself in order not to cause myself any discomfort. continue reading…

“How long were you guys outside?” her hubby asked.

“Oh I don’t know, long enough. We were both bored and didn’t want to fall asleep.”

“So what do you want to do now?” he asked, a strange smile playing across his face.

“I’m sure that we can come up with something,” she said giggling, “Just trust me and go with the flow guys.”

She took us both by the hand and led us the bedroom.

Although we had just had some fantastic sex outside, my cock began stirring again, imagining the possibilities behind her “go with the flow” statement. Once we were safely in the bedroom, she locked the door, turned to her hubby and kissed him passionately. Wondering if our combined flavors were still in her mouth, I moved closer, but not touching. Her hand reached toward me, inviting me to close the gap. continue reading…