Ho Knee

April 4, 2011
Sorry I have not written this week at all. I am on vacation and decided to really enjoy the relaxation of my time off. I was told that I have neglected you, my followers. I was told that since I created this blog, I needed to keep it up. My bad!!!

“How come I’d never hear you say
I just wanna be with you
I guess you never felt that way…”
So I was in Chicago for work. I had been there for 2 weeks and it was the last night before I was to leave. I didn’t want to be in Chicago, trust me on this, my friends. I had a bad experience with the first female I dated after my separation in Chicago, and she was still there. I could feel her presence. I could also see her car.
No I wasn’t following her. Stalking her. Looking for her in any way, shape or form. I most certainly didn’t want to see her. Well, maybe I did but only if we were back in the hotel in Aurora and it was Christmas Eve again… but I’m not telling that story for a long time. “Stay focused Steve…stay the course”. Ok, maybe I wanted to see her, but only if she was under the tires on my rental Hyundai. So here I was, in her town and thinking of the hotel just up the street where we were together…and I was a little sexed up. Ok, maybe a lot sexed up. So I went to the bar named after a first season professional football player,(if I don’t name people, should I really name places????) with the idea I was going to have a few drinks and forget about the way I was feeling. Yeah, that was what I wanted. What I got was a whole lot better…and then a whole lot worse.
So I sat at the bar and drank a Captain and Coke. And then another. And then, as I am about to order another (I had not yet established my 2 drink rule as of this time.) A woman sits next to me and tells me to buy her a drink. She didn’t ask me if I wanted to, she told me to, so I did. She told me her name, which I don’t remember, so I will call her “hot girl who is about to have my pants around my ankles”, or HGWIATHMPAMA for short. Yeah, that’s short. She tells me I look sad. and it isn’t gonna help sitting at a bar drinking by myself. She asks me what I am sad about and I tell her I wasn’t sad (not sure if I was lying or not. so that still follows Steve Rogers Rule #1). I tell her I am in town for work and that I am leaving in the morning. She tells me she doesn’t care and that I should buy her another drink. I do. (Does it seem like I am being dominated here a little bit and that I am kinda liking it? It should, because I am.)
She sips her second drink, sucking one of the ice cubes into her mouth and staring  me straight in the eyes, pulls my face towards her and proceeds to push the ice cube into my mouth with her tongue. Luck for me it was a tiny cube because she kept her tongue in there and I think her tongue touched my spine. She kept her eyes open… and I know this because mine were locked on hers. This doesn’t happen to me. This doesn’t happen outside of porn as far as I know. Maybe this happens to famous people, but not me. This has to be a 7dream… one where I am being throat fucked by a smoking hot female that has also just decided to check to see if I am enjoying the kiss. Shit, yes, I was, as most of the blood left my body and raced to the source of a really hard squeeze of my junk from my new friend. Really hard. She slides back and says we should go. Really, because I thought I just came (BADUMPUMP).     
I take out my wallet to pay and she replaces my wallet with her hand, once again wrapping her hand around me. We leave and she follows me to my hotel, which shares a parking lot with the sports bar. Convenient? Never before, but today ir replaces Walt Disney World as the Happiest Place On Earth. To me at least…and at least for the next 15 minutes anyway. We get in the elevator and she pushes me against the side and probes my skull with her tongue again, her hand still massaging my happy parts. This only happens in Playboy Forum or Penthouse Advisor or whatever.  Well this story has an ending nothing like any of those. Trust and believe.  
            I think I will stop here as there is way too much to this story and I don’t want to leave out any of the details or rush to get this done. To Be Continued…
No one sent me a link so here is another of my favorites. If you have a cool link, send it to me and if I love it too, I might add it here. Till then, enjoy “I’m On A Boat”. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=avaSdC0QOUM
                                  
“Dirty babe

 You see the shackles

 Baby I’m your slave
  I’ll let you whip me if I misbehave

     It’s just that no one makes me feel this way

    Take ’em to the chorus…”

One comment on “Ho Knee

  1. Tom you have a great knack for leaving people(me) in suspense. Can't wait for part deux.