It's raining women

Seriously. 

I placed the ad after talking about it, but not exactly with his help one day at work on a whim.  I was feeling ookie about the entire swap and I needed some happy.  He said he wanted me to experience a woman and that he would sit out, so, that’s pretty much what I advertised for on Craigslist.

And within the first hour, I had four responses; within the next twenty-four hours, I had double that.  Still, the responses trickle in.

 

Some of them were really promising.  Admittedly it bothered me a bit to hear him say that any one in particular stood out.  And it surprised me to discover that I was actually a bit excited at the prospects.  See, I remember the look on his face at the beginning of the swap, during the game.  I remember how excited he was to see me with a woman at all.  And I want to see that look again.

So, I may have plans with one chick at noon on Saturday.  We’ll see.  There’s one that I’d really like to meet up with that hasn’t responded to my latest email where we were trying to set a time.  And a woman that we contacted a long time ago from Rudester just emailed that she wants to play.

So, yeah.  It’s raining women.

Oh, and it’s raining couples, too. 

We placed an ad on the Nexxus board last Sunday…before all hell broke loose.  And the perfect couple responded.  They are looking for a little girl on girl action, no swap, same room sex.  Sweet!  I can so work with that. 

But my man has his concerns.

 

He worries that having another man around will be a problem.  Right.  I think the problem was his interaction with the woman.  And yet I seem to have convinced him that this could be the perfect couple to play with.  We’ll talk to them soon to make plans.

I need a happy weekend.  The last two have really brought me down.  Between the threatened break up and the bad swap, I need a lot of happy memories to wipe out all the badness.  

Wish me well.  And wish me lots of amazing sex, including my first girl on girl experience.

 

Lexi looks for a lady

He wanted me to find a girl.  He wanted that experience for me.  And he offered to only watch.  Hell, he even offered to let me go off and meet someone.

I couldn't do it.  It felt like cheating.  If he wasn't there and with me, even if only watching, I would feel dirty.  I would never enjoy it.  I would never be comfortable.

And I really needed to be comfortable, since I was trying to venture so far from my comfort zone.

Only there are some things that I have noticed about getting involved in the lifestyle.  The longer we are involved, the less out of the norm things seem.  Not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing.  And the more involved we get, the closer we become because we have no one else to talk to about what we're doing.

Who could we talk to?  Who would understand?  They'd all judge us.  They'd all ask prying questions.  And there are some things I just don't want to share.  (Like my man's penis in another woman's vagina.)

So, I placed an ad.  It was pretty straightforward.  I explained that we'd had our first foursome and that I had missed out on the whole girl on girl experience.  I wanted to try it.  And I wanted my man to be able to watch.

The responses rolled in.  We discussed each possibility.  And we began to answer their replies.