The Cosmic Curveball
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Posted:Sep 6, 2011 7:35 pm
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Sometimes, the universe throws a real curveball at you, just to make sure you’re really paying attention.
After sending emails to a number of interesting ladies and a few couples on here for about a week, I finally got a non-automated response. I was starting to wonder if, in my one year hiatus from NoStrings, all of the real women had moved on to Fuckbook or some other new internet dating site. Apparently, I had forgotten that on this site men looking for women outnumber women looking for anything about ten to one.
“T” was just what I was hoping for – age appropriate, could write a text/email/IM with a great deal of intelligence, and had a naughty, open-minded streak from an experienced swinger past that just wouldn’t quit. We had a lot in common, it seemed.
Eventually, we settled on meeting for the first time on Saturday of Labor Day weekend. We were going to attend the Ribfest America show in downtown Indianapolis together. For five days we had a blast communicating with each other, and when I finally spoke with her on the phone, I was so turned on by that voice that I begged her to let me drive the 60 miles up to her place to meet her, long before Saturday night.
Somehow, we did wait, though. “T” tried to downplay my expectations by telling me she looked more like Mila Kunis’ mother than Mila herself. But in telling me that, she put on display that sense of humor that I found so intoxicating. Her warning barely registered.
My second clue should have been her profile pictures. Other than the first one, which showed only her sexy cleavage, I was unimpressed. Still, I rationalized this away by telling myself how often pictures do not do people justice. After all, I have been told that myself many times: my “poor clueless bastard” stare and goofball grin rarely translate into a picture that makes the girls swoon.
And even if she looked exactly like what she did in her photos, I was sure that when I met her in person the spark would be there. Maybe it was just something that rarely comes across in a picture: a twinkle in her eye, a mischievous smirk, the way she walked or told a joke. Something.
But there wasn’t. I knew it almost immediately, but I lived in denial for the first two hours of the date, sure that I had missed something. After I had accepted the fact, I spent the next hour trying to figure out what I should do about it. I met this lady on a swinger’s sex site, so would I have to turn in my red-blooded swinger man card if I told her I didn’t feel it, and I was going home without “putting out”? My time with Ms. Lawless taught me that the woman in the swinger’s world always has the right to say “no” for any reason. Did I have that same right? I honestly wasn't sure.
In the end, I went down the path I am always most comfortable with: honesty. I told “T” that I just didn’t feel it with her. She let me off the hook by telling me she didn’t feel it either. Of course, the other way to look at it was that she just gave me the verbal equivalent of a slap in the face. Regarding the proper male swinger etiquette, I’m still not sure I did the right thing.
But one thing I am sure of: I didn’t see THAT coming at all. Thanks for being such a good sport about it, “T”!
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Merry Christmas+
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Posted:Dec 23, 2009 6:32 pm
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Yes, I am a Christian (Catholic, actually), so for all my fellow-Christians reading this, Merry Christmas!
But in addition to being "hetero-flexible" , I'd like to think that I am "religio-flexible", so ... Happy Holidays to all of you celebrating this season.
And for those of you who don't see this time of year as any special reason to celebrate, my wish for all of YOU is to have LOTS OF GREAT SEX!!!!!
That's why we're all on here, right???
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Thanksgiving with Ms. Lawless
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Posted:Nov 30, 2009 9:08 pm
Last Updated:Dec 5, 2009 2:28 pm
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Denver International Airport
Sunday afternoon, November 29, 2009
Wow, do I ever have a life that just absolutely rocks! Ms. Lawless used some of her miles to buy me tickets to visit her in Denver for Thanksgiving. I left on Tuesday morning, and I’m now in the airport on Sunday waiting for my flight to Indianapolis. I should already be in the air on my way to Chicago to connect to a flight to Indy, but the flight I’m on is delayed due to mechanical problems. I might end up on a much later flight direct to Indy if this one doesn’t board in the next 30 minutes.
What a fabulous five plus days we had together. I arrived early Tuesday, leaving Indy at 630 am ET and arriving in Denver at a little after 7 am. We stopped for breakfast, then went to her place to reconnect.  Tuesday was WG’s birthday, so I sent her a text. That evening Ms. Lawless and I had a joint session with her counselor, Coop. Among other things, we talked about personality types, and he categorized me as a “Loyalist”, type 6 in the Enneagram. After reading up on this type, I must admit that it describes my personality very well. Ms. Lawless and I don’t just have a physical connection ‒ she has helped me so much on my path to self-discovery and self-reliance, and I love her dearly for doing so.
Later, we meet WG and two of Ms. Lawless’ daughters for dinner. Not long after dinner, I was fast asleep, since I had gotten up at 3 am ET that morning to catch my flight to Denver.
On Wednesday afternoon, we shopped for Thanksgiving groceries with one of her daughters. We did a whole lot more reconnecting, too!
On Thursday, we hosted B, K, and their two daughters, as well as Ms. Lawless’ parents and brother for Thanksgiving dinner. This was my first time meeting her parents and brother, and the whole evening went very well. Later, WG stopped by to share the evening with us. One of Ms. Lawless’ daughters went to Casper, WY, with her boyfriend for Thanksgiving, but the other shared in our Thanksgiving dinner. Later, she hosted her own Thanksgiving dinner at the house, but by the time that swung into high gear, I was downstairs fast asleep again.
On Friday morning, Ms. Lawless offered me a million dollars if I would brave the after-Thanksgiving mess that was her kitchen and get her a cup of coffee. I agreed to do so, and thought that this was going to be the easiest million I ever made. The kitchen wasn’t all that bad! When I brought her my coffee, I told her I wanted to take that million dollars out in trade, and that I would consider the hot threesome we had planned for later that day as payment in full!
I had planned to just watch as Ms. Lawless and her sexy man had mind-blowing sex, but as it turned out I played a more active role. It definitely lived up to everything I fantasized it would be. After our friend left, we were both still so revved up that we had even more hot lovemaking one-on-one. Later that evening, we were supposed to go to a dinner party, but the hectic nature of the week combined with how exhausted we were from the threesome was starting to wear on both of us. We ended up excusing ourselves from the long drive to the dinner party.
The last time we were together in Bedford, I asked Ms. Lawless if she wanted to be my wife. She didn’t exactly say “yes,” but she did accept. What she did say was hilarious, and given how far she has come in such a short time, didn’t offend me in the least. That time, Ms. Lawless said, “The thought of being your wife doesn’t make my stomach hurt any more.” LOL! What a long way we have come from that first meeting in March, when I was still married to my now ex-wife. At the same time, Ms. Lawless was working in Tampa, entertaining the thought of working soon in Africa, and writing blogs about fabulous swinging encounters and life lessons she was learning. Occasionally, her blogs hinted of a desire to for a long-term relationship, but the thought of ever being married again literally made her nauseous.
Shortly after accepting my proposal, Ms. Lawless and her daughters started looking at wedding rings. She had shown her daughters several designs online that she thought she would like. The plan was for me to get with her daughters to buy one, then surprise her with it at some point in the future. My thought was that I would find some time during Thanksgiving week to go shopping with her girls. As it got to Friday, I realized that between the girls’ busy schedule and ours, there just wasn’t going to be any time to do this. So after the threesome, I suggested to Ms. Lawless that we should go shopping for her wedding ring. She was ecstatic at the thought.
In response to my suggestion, she said “This may sound asinine, but I think we should go to Sam’s Club to shop for rings.” I had no problem with this. We set out for Sam’s Club, and found a great ring, but we also went to two other places to check out their selections, just to be sure. In the end, she decided she loved the ring at Sam’s Club after all, so back to Sam’s Club we went. I got goose-bumps as I slid it on her finger. Now that I had officially placed the engagement ring on her finger, I asked her once again if she would be my wife. Same question, but different time and place, and this time she decisively and joyfully said “yes”!
My life does indeed rock!
On Saturday, we went to the South Denver Social Club brunch, reconnecting with many of her friends, and (for me at least) meeting several new ones. As she drove us there, I asked her what she would have done if she had known on March 16th that the man she was to meet the next day would slip an engagement ring on her finger the day after Thanksgiving. We both laughed at this thought, and she said that she would have run screaming in the other direction, would have told me that she wanted nothing to do with this delusional man from Indiana who was smitten with her before they had even met. She said that there was a time and place for all things, and she was very thankful that events transpired as they did.
At the brunch, we received congratulations from all of the people in attendance. What a wonderful group of people. I am really looking forward to moving to Denver and becoming an active regular member of the group. Thanks so much for welcoming me, dear friends.
Afterward, we went to get the ring resized (it was a little small). Later, we met ChristyLovesFun and her man Todd in downtown Denver for drinks and dinner. It was great to see Christy again, and to meet Todd. I especially loved learning about how they swing, and to compare notes with Todd about how we each approach the lifestyle. Sorry about the Yellowjackets, Todd. Hopefully they’ll get that ACC championship next weekend.
Today, Ms. Lawless and I woke early, reconnected again . Afterward, we napped with me spooning her. All too soon, it was time for her to take me to the airport. She came in with me while I checked my bags, and we said a tearful farewell before I went through security. It is now 1:30pm, so I have got to get rebooked on that later flight direct to Indy. Hang in there, my beloved! We will be together again, soon, in Bedford, and after that, as husband and wife. I miss you and love you dearly, sweet, sexy Ms. Lawless.
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Thanks, Beautiful Girl
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Posted:Oct 18, 2009 9:38 pm
Last Updated:Oct 19, 2009 4:04 pm
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I dropped Ms. Lawless off at the Indy airport a few hours ago. I always joke with her that, on the day she’s supposed to leave me to go to her next consulting job, I am going to tie her to my bed. I tell her that she will only struggle and plead, cuss and threaten me until about an hour before her flight, at which point she’ll realize that there is no way that she can get to the airport on time. Then she’ll capitulate, and we’ll have a fabulous night of hot make-up sex, shutting out the world and stealing another day of love and lovemaking in a world where there is far too little of both.
It IS a wonderful fantasy, and lately I do believe the fantasy appeals just as much to Ms. Lawless as it does to me. She did say to me several times today with a touch of petulance in her voice that she didn’t want to go. Each time she did, I hugged her, held her face, and kissed her. I sure didn’t want her to go, either!
We make so many great memories when we get together. I cherish them all, and I try very hard to push away the thoughts that she will be leaving again in just a few days … tomorrow … just a few hours. It’s a lesson in living in the moment that I have to relearn several times each time she visits.
I especially cherish the laughter we share. Among our many compatibilities is a very similar sense of humor. Without a doubt, I find the humor memorable because I get to see Ms. Lawless’ beautiful smile and hear her sexy, musical laugh.
This visit, in addition to the joke I’ve already mentioned, we had many other great moments. I apologize in advance, as many of these will be inside jokes. If you want to know more, feel free to ask one or both of us.
#1:
Ms. Lawless: “Honey, come inspect my pussy.”
Me: “I think you’ve developed a callous!”
#2:
Her nickname is, of course, “Lawless.” During the course of a meeting with a new friend over the weekend, my nickname became “Obsolete”. The new friend got the nickname “Girthy”
#3:
After meeting with the new friend, we relived an oldie/goodie from our past: “So, umm … do you ASS fuck?”
#3:
Ms. Lawless: “You’re reading a book on CHESS? I didn’t think you were such a geek!”
#4:
Ms. Lawless: “What the fuck?! It’s just as cold as Denver here! I thought this was the SOUTH!”
(Turns out that Southern Indiana is very close to the same latitude as Denver).
#5:
Ms. Lawless: “This bed is tilted!”
Me: (not quite awake) “Um-huh”
Ms. Lawless: “It’s not very comfortable.”
Me: (still not awake) “Um-huh”
Ms. Lawless: “You need a new bed.”
Me: (a little more awake) “Uh-huh”
Ms. Lawless: “Are you agreeing with me? Are you going to say something?”
Me: (more awake) “Let me wake up, and I’ll talk.”
Ms. Lawless: “Go back to sleep, I’m just being 'bitchy girl’ this morning.”
#6:
Me: “How about one last sympathy fuck for your boyfriend?”
(I wouldn’t recommend that line for anybody else, but it sure resulted in a great quickie for me. The success rate probably goes up if the girlfriend is turned on by a great porn video, like we were).
#7
“SWEET BABY JESUS!”
And I’m sure that, as I reflect more on the weekend, there will be even more great moments that I will remember. What I will never forget is how grateful I am to Ms. Lawless for blessing me and my home with many things that have been in short supply over the last decade: laughter, hot sex, happiness, and love. Thanks, beautiful girl.
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Xmas is here!
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Posted:Oct 15, 2009 5:35 am
Last Updated:Oct 18, 2009 7:31 pm
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Ms. Lawless and I have to somehow get some work done today. Then she flies to Indy where, as long as I don't run over a police officer standing in the middle of Hwy 67 (another story), I will be waiting for her with lots of love and a drink or two.
It's been far too long, 25 days, since I've seen her, and needless to say, I'm VERY excited.happym; 
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Nine Days Till ...
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Posted:Oct 6, 2009 6:28 am
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... xmas!
Ms. Lawless will be stepping foot into my home of the past 17 years for the first time in just nine days. Since I moved back in almost three weeks ago, I have been working very hard at making the place livable again.
It was a mess. It's still pretty messy. But it's getting there. As I am working on it, I have been struck by how much this place was a metaphor for my relationship with my ex.
We entered into home ownership without the skills to properly care for a house. It quickly became apparent that neither of us possessed the desire to learn those skills. Basic home repair and home improvement projects stopped the day we took ownership in the place. Maintenance occurred in a reactive rather than a proactive fashion.
My ex fell into the role of house cleaning. The best thing I can say about that is that the cleaning was spotty. The kitchen and living room were passably clean. Dusting was nonexistent. Windows? Yeah, right! Cleaning any of the other rooms of the house, including the entire downstairs, was non-existent. And I certainly didn't often lift a finger to help.
I fell into the role of yardwork. The best thing I can say about the yardwork was that it was spotty. I allowed the maple trees in the yard to grow unchecked. Two trees in the yard were getting tangled up in the electrical wires and recently had to be removed. Through my carelessness, I nearly killed one beautiful willow tree by routinely running the lawn mower into the base of it while cutting the grass. It's still not the healthiest of trees, but it is still hanging on.
When we separated in May, it was an amazing relief to leave that mess. Both the house and the marriage. At the divorce mediation in June, my ex surprised me by deciding she didn't want the house. I shouldn't have been surprised. And I didn't have to take the house back - we could have both moved out, sold the place at a substantial loss, and split the proceeds ... 60% for her and 40% for me, of course, LOL!
In the moment of decision, my heart said take it, and I did. And so this place, which was until recently a metaphor for my marriage, is now a place that provides me with ample opportunities to learn those skills that are required make a house a home.
So I apologize to you, dear reader, for the long time between blogs. I have not been idle by any stretch - instead I have been systematically erasing the 17 years of neglect with the same passion that I now have for my new love, Ms. Lawless. It's going to take a lot longer than four weeks to erase all of that neglect, but I hope that, in nine days, she will step foot into my new home and find it a place that she can love, too.
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Happy Birthday to Ms. Lawless!
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Posted:Sep 21, 2009 7:47 pm
Last Updated:Dec 23, 2009 6:21 pm
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Prior to making travel arrangements to be with Ms. Lawless for her birthday weekend, I looked at the travel itinerary I was planning (arriving Thursday night and departing on her birthday, today), and I thought, that it was going to suck to part from her on her actual birthday. It did.
Not that I had much choice in the matter, unless I wanted to take a week off from work and fly to Little Rock to be with her. Her flight to her new departed just a few minutes before mine left for Chicago.
Thinking about how much parting with her on her birthday sucked made me think back to a conversation we had while we were driving to her cousin’s house for a massage appointment on Friday morning. We talked about how you shouldn’t bypass something that brings you great joy because it has the potential to cause you some sadness. I mentioned during this conversation that I felt that people who constantly pass up chances for happiness eventually end up with a lifetime filled with nothing much of anything. She agreed wholeheartedly. And so, I take solace today in the knowledge that the sadness I feel at parting from her today is a small drop in a large bucket of fantastic memories from two full and one half day with her, her family, and her great friends.
Undoubtedly, some of the sadness I felt at parting with her yesterday was actually angst caused by my own insecurities. At times like her great birthday party at The Mon on the 19th, I am struck by how great her friends are. When I am in the right frame of mind to enjoy these friends, my life, too, is filled with great joy.
When I’m not, I am filled with great trepidation. It is in these moments that my insecurities divert me from enjoying and learning from these friends and instead force me to focus on how I am lacking by comparison. Even more insidious is how, when these insecurities are especially strong, I feel I don’t deserve the love of such an amazing woman, and how she would still have a full, rich, and exciting life without me in it.
Why I felt any such trepidation this weekend, quite honestly, I do not know. Maybe I just couldn’t completely escape the pressures of work, of returning to my old house, of finances this weekend. Or maybe it’s just in my nature to be insecure; it says so in a book Ms. Lawless showed me about personality types. And quite honestly, this weekend reinforced to me that she WOULD still have a full, rich, and exciting life even if I were not a part of it.
Today, as I am once again coping with the reality of several weeks without her, I am trying very hard to let go of that feeling of trepidation and instead embrace the positives. Positives like how we have fantastic sex that seems to get better each time we get together. Like how her daughters and close friends have embraced me, and how my brother and oldest have really embraced her. Like how we have such a great time when we are together that time seems to fly by at warp speed, leaving us always wanting more of each other when we have to part. And the biggest positive of all is the fact that Ms. Lawless, considering all of the options available to her, has chosen me to be her boyfriend.
As I am fond of telling her repeatedly, I really am one lucky sonofabitch! 
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Chillin at Ms. Lawless' House
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Posted:Sep 19, 2009 2:50 pm
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So right now we are sitting on Ms. Lawless’ house, watching TV, chilling out before the big birthday bash tonight at the Mon. We were going to go to the Mon at about noon, but our other friends weren’t going to be there early, so I called and cancelled for the matinee.
While Ms. Lawless and one are watching shows they’ve DVRed, I am texting back and forth with my about the big football game between my alma mater (Louisville) and their archrival (Kentucky). My Cards are hanging in with the heavily favored Cats, but Ms. Lawless isn’t feeling my excitement. After my Cards scored a TD to go ahead early in the fourth quarter, I got excited, jumped her bones, yelled in her left ear and nearly deafened her. Oh the hazards of being the girlfriend of a football fanatic. Perhaps I should buy her some earplugs to wear during games.
The Cards eventually came up short, losing 31-27. Just two weeks ago, my brother was telling me how horrible this Louisville team was going to be. Considering how much I have been dreading this game, I was very pleasantly surprised. Last night, I told Ms. Lawless that this will probably be the most fun - by a wide margin - that I have ever had on a day that my Cards lose a game.
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Busy!
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Posted:Sep 16, 2009 9:13 pm
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Wow, have I been busy! I have written down a number of thoughts about the naked camping weekend Ms. Lawless and I shared with J and Ky, but I have been busy cleaning my house, which my ex left a complete mess  , and moving all of my stuff out of my apartment.
Tomorrow evening I leave for Denver to celebrate Ms. Lawless' birthday. If I have my way, Ms. Lawless and I will both be naked and in physical contact for at least 30 of the 60 hours we are together this weekend.
So don't expect a blog again from me until next week!
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Prevent Heart Attacks & Grow Your Cock At The Same Time?
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Posted:Sep 4, 2009 8:32 pm
Last Updated:Apr 28, 2024 12:16 pm
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During my visit to Denver at the end of July and again during her visit to Bedford in August, Ms. Lawless proclaimed several times that my cock is getting bigger. Yeah right …! At first, I just had to laugh about it, and I thought it was really wonderful of her to stroke my ego (pun intended) in that way.
In her attempts to convince me that she wasn’t just patronizing me with this idea, Ms. Lawless provided both some anecdotal evidence of her girlfriends and some internet reports on the issue. She stated that she had had discussion with girlfriends previously about the “NoStrings average” cock size, which both she and her girlfriends generally agree is larger than the average cock size of the male population in general.
Ms. Lawless hypothesized that the increased frequency of sex I have experienced this year has increased the size of my cock. According to my journal, I have had sexual intercourse thirty-four days so far during 2009 (that’s days, as opposed to times I have cum as a result of having sexual intercourse, which is probably higher by at least a factor of two). While that’s not an amazingly high number - I even went the whole month of June without any sex, what was up with that? - it is a drastic increase when compared with 2008 and years prior. In 2008, I had sex (actual orgasms as a result of sexual intercourse) three times during the whole year. And one of those was sex I paid for with an escort.
While I was on vacation with her in Denver, Ms. Lawless spoke with a girlfriend who corroborated her observation that increased sexual intercourse leads to bigger cock size. This girlfriend stated that her boyfriend’s cock grew in size as a result of the much higher frequency of sex they had been having.
Ms. Lawless also showed me some additional online anecdotal evidence that appear to link increased frequency of sex, and increased frequency of orgasms, with higher testosterone levels in both men and women. My own testosterone levels have risen from the high 200’s in May of 2007 to 523 ng/dL in May of 2009. While the majority of that rise is undoubtedly a result of improved diet and exercise, it could also be a result of increased sex.
Whether it does or not, I like the theory, and I really enjoy putting that theory to the test!
Since Ms. Lawless started promoting this theory to me, I have been doing some research of my own. I haven’t been able to find any evidence that an increase in testosterone level translates into larger cock size. What I can say about my own much higher testosterone levels is that I feel “juicier” more often than I used to. It’s very noticeable to me that I have partial erections once or twice a day, much more often than I did just six months ago, and much more like I did when I was in my twenties and teens.
According to a Men’s Health article I read recently, when men lose belly fat, the cock protrudes out from the body farther when measured from the skin of the lower abdomen. This presents the optical illusion that the cock is larger. I have lost about 25 pounds (from 215 to 190) since Ms. Lawless and I met in March, and I am starting to see some muscle definition in my lower abdomen. Most of my belly flab is now gone, so I undoubtedly have that optical illusion working for me now.
And there appears to really be one area where research really does support that I might be experience an increase in cock size. In that same Men’s Health article, I was amazed to learn that experts believe that the plaque that can block blood flow in the heart (causing heart attacks) or brain (causing strokes) can also block blood flow to the penis, causing it to shrink. The experts hypothesized that men could lose up to an inch in penis size due to this. Since 2007, my plaque-destroying HDL cholesterol has risen from the high 30’s to 60, while my total cholesterol has dropped from around 250 to 170. As I have lost 80 pounds and dramatically improved my cholesterol profile, I might be close to the same cock size I had in my late teens and early twenties.
This plaque-busting phenomenon might also explain why my erections are stronger now than they were in the past. This stronger erection allows me to relax and release any anxiety I might have about losing my erection during sex. Having confidence in my erection has meant much more enjoyable sex for me, and hopefully, my partner. Whether I really am any bigger now than I was when Ms. Lawless and I met, enjoying the sex we share is what ultimately matters the most.
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In Seattle
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Posted:Aug 31, 2009 11:46 pm
Last Updated:Sep 2, 2009 6:03 am
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I’m now in Seattle for a meeting. I flew in this afternoon, have a two day meeting, then fly back out on Thursday. Mechanical problems caused me to miss a connection, so this is making a long day of travel several hours longer. Misery loves company, though, and I do have a co-worker with me on this trip suffering through the same troubles.
My original flights were Indianapolis to Chicago, then Chicago to Seattle. When I missed my connection in Chicago, United rebooked me automatically on a flight from Chicago to … Denver! In Denver I caught a flight to Seattle.
Denver just keeps showing up in my travel plans. Returning from San Diego on August 13th, I had a layover in Denver, and while there I volunteered for a longer layover (about 6 hours) in return for a free ticket voucher. I am using that free ticket to fly out to Denver on September 17th for Ms. Lawless’ birthday party. Yeah!
Ms. Lawless was in Grand Rapids during that long layover, or I would have begged her to come get me and take me to a matinee at The Mon. It occurred to me then that it was too bad that I didn’t collect a few while I was out in Denver at the end of July. For some reason, I didn’t think of it at the time ‒ probably was distracted by all of the nudity!
This is only my second time in Seattle, the other being when I flew into the city, then drove up to Vancouver for a conference. At the time I did that, flights to Seattle were about $300, while a flight to Vancouver was $1200. Considering all the work I’ve done lately with employees of Boeing, you would think that I would have been here more often.
I am very excited about this trip. First off, I enjoy travel the most when I get to go with a group of my co-workers, and this Seattle conference will have at least seven of my co-workers attending it. Much better than that, I have made tentative plans to meet another NoStrings member, Christylovesfun. Like Ms. Lawless, Christy has a great profile that is worth checking out just to do so, and she also has a great blog.
I find that I very rarely have time to read other people’s blogs on here, but I’ve started watching for new posts from Christy. For the past several months Ms. Lawless has been sending me great blog posts, particularly about open relationships, from a number of people on here. Blogs from Christy, PaganPrincess, and PhillyGirlinDC have been the most frequent.
Ms. Lawless has struck up a great cyber-friendship with Christy. They post on each other’s blogs routinely. When I found more than two months ago that I was going to this conference in Seattle, I talked to Ms. Lawless about flying out to Seattle after she was done in Lancaster, PA, and spending Labor Day weekend with me there. If she was game for that, I had planned to see if Christy and her husband’s schedule would work out for a meeting.
Those plans never materialized because two other friends of Ms. Lawless, jim69inch and Softn, were making plans of their own to go to Sun Aura nudist resort near Indianapolis over Labor Day weekend. They invited Ms. Lawless to join them, and she invited me.
When Ms. Lawless asked me, I wasn’t sure whether I was going to be able to go. Would I be able to work out arrangements for my to be with their mother that weekend? We are supposed to alternate holidays, and she had them for the Fourth of July, so Labor Day was my turn. I checked with my ex, and she was okay with taking them for Labor Day weekend, too. One of the great things about my ex is that, when it comes to the , she’s very devoted.
The second concern I had about that weekend was that it was the start of college football season. My alma-mater’s team (the University of Louisville) had a home game that Saturday against Indiana State, and I have missed very few UofL football games since going to school there in the early 1980’s. I clearly couldn’t be in the raw with Ms. Lawless, jim69, and Softn north of Indianapolis, and also in attendance at Papa John’s Cardinal Stadium, at the same time, so I had a choice to make.
As I thought about it, I realized that I had already made my choice. My heart’s desire was to be with Ms. Lawless, because I had previously asked her to join me over the Labor Day weekend in Seattle. Conflict solved.
So I have a great week ahead of me: First, there is the conference with co-workers in Seattle. I have already told them that I will be busy meeting a friend on Tuesday night, so I’m keeping my fingers crossed that everything will work out, and I will get to meet Christy. And Thursday evening, a few hours after I return from Seattle, I will pick up Ms. Lawless at the airport and then take her to Bedford for a day and two nights. On Saturday, we will make our way up to Sun Aura to meet with jim69inch and Softn for the weekend.
This is going to be fun!
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Posted:Aug 31, 2009 11:45 pm
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I’m now in Seattle for a meeting. I flew in this afternoon, have a two day meeting, then fly back out on Thursday. Mechanical problems caused me to miss a connection, so this is making a long day of travel several hours longer. Misery loves company, though, and I do have a co-worker with me on this trip suffering through the same troubles.
My original flights were Indianapolis to Chicago, then Chicago to Seattle. When I missed my connection in Chicago, United rebooked me automatically on a flight from Chicago to … Denver! In Denver I caught a flight to Seattle.
Denver just keeps showing up in my travel plans. Returning from San Diego on August 13th, I had a layover in Denver, and while there I volunteered for a longer layover (about 6 hours) in return for a free ticket voucher. I am using that free ticket to fly out to Denver on September 17th for Ms. Lawless’ birthday party. Yeah!
Ms. Lawless was in Grand Rapids during that long layover, or I would have begged her to come get me and take me to a matinee at The Mon. It occurred to me then that it was too bad that I didn’t collect a few while I was out in Denver at the end of July. For some reason, I didn’t think of it at the time ‒ probably was distracted by all of the nudity!
This is only my second time in Seattle, the other being when I flew into the city, then drove up to Vancouver for a conference. At the time I did that, flights to Seattle were about $300, while a flight to Vancouver was $1200. Considering all the work I’ve done lately with employees of Boeing, you would think that I would have been here more often.
I am very excited about this trip. First off, I enjoy travel the most when I get to go with a group of my co-workers, and this Seattle conference will have at least seven of my co-workers attending it. Much better than that, I have made tentative plans to meet another NoStrings member, Christylovesfun. Like Ms. Lawless, Christy has a great profile that is worth checking out just to do so, and she also has a great blog.
I find that I very rarely have time to read other people’s blogs on here, but I’ve started watching for new posts from Christy. For the past several months Ms. Lawless has been sending me great blog posts, particularly about open relationships, from a number of people on here. Blogs from Christy, PaganPrincess, and PhillyGirlinDC have been the most frequent.
Ms. Lawless has struck up a great cyber-friendship with Christy. They post on each other’s blogs routinely. When I found more than two months ago that I was going to this conference in Seattle, I talked to Ms. Lawless about flying out to Seattle after she was done in Lancaster, PA, and spending Labor Day weekend with me there. If she was game for that, I had planned to see if Christy and her husband’s schedule would work out for a meeting.
Those plans never materialized because two other friends of Ms. Lawless, jim69inch and Softn, were making plans of their own to go to Sun Aura nudist resort near Indianapolis over Labor Day weekend. They invited Ms. Lawless to join them, and she invited me.
When Ms. Lawless asked me, I wasn’t sure whether I was going to be able to go. Would I be able to work out arrangements for my to be with their mother that weekend? We are supposed to alternate holidays, and she had them for the Fourth of July, so Labor Day was my turn. I checked with my ex, and she was okay with taking them for Labor Day weekend, too. One of the great things about my ex is that, when it comes to the , she’s very devoted.
The second concern I had about that weekend was that it was the start of college football season. My alma-mater’s team (the University of Louisville) had a home game that Saturday against Indiana State, and I have missed very few UofL football games since going to school there in the early 1980’s. I clearly couldn’t be in the raw with Ms. Lawless, jim69, and Softn north of Indianapolis, and also in attendance at Papa John’s Cardinal Stadium, at the same time, so I had a choice to make.
As I thought about it, I realized that I had already made my choice. My heart’s desire was to be with Ms. Lawless, because I had previously asked her to join me over the Labor Day weekend in Seattle. Conflict solved.
So I have a great week ahead of me: First, there is the conference with co-workers in Seattle. I have already told them that I will be busy meeting a friend on Tuesday night, so I’m keeping my fingers crossed that everything will work out, and I will get to meet Christy. And Thursday evening, a few hours after I return from Seattle, I will pick up Ms. Lawless at the airport and then take her to Bedford for a day and two nights. On Saturday, we will make our way up to Sun Aura to meet with jim69inch and Softn for the weekend.
This is going to be fun!
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Weekend at Sensitive
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Posted:Aug 27, 2009 7:51 pm
Last Updated:Aug 31, 2009 11:45 pm
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Ms. Lawless is a consummate swinger, but not an exhibitionist. On our vacation together in Denver, I pulled off my pants and played with myself in her car while she was driving back from the movie theater on Tuesday. She was freaked out at first, telling me I needed to at least pull my pants back on below my knees (rather than take them all the way off), so that I could quickly pull them back up should the need arise.
Usually, I take Ms. Lawless’ advice, but that day I was a naughty boy. I sat in the passenger seat of her car stroking my cock (which she has told me several times turns her on very much) as cars passed us left and right on the four lane highway. She also played with me with her right hand, trying very hard to look casual for the passing traffic, but nearly panicking whenever a truck that could look down into her small car would pull up alongside us. The thrill of getting caught was enough to get us both very hot. At one point later in the week, she promised to go bottomless when she visited me next in Bedford, even though she was nervous about doing it.
Ms. Lawless made good on her promise on a secluded spot on Highway 50 in Martin County Indiana. Ms. Lawless knows how to pick her spots ‒ very secluded, and she only pulled her pants down to her knees just in case, but oh was that HOT! I spent about 10 minutes driving with my left hand and tapping her clit with my right hand and occasionally sticking a finger inside her wet pussy. Eventually, she told me I had to stop or she was going to squirt all over my car. I told her I would keep this car forever if she did!
I think she decided that there might be something to public nudity thing. That bodes well for our visit to Sun Aura with J and K on Labor Day weekend! There, the thrill of it being illegal will be gone, but there should be other benefits to offset that.
While at Holiday World, we probably set a record for the longest time in each other’s presence without having sex. Of course, where there is a will there’s a way, and I did find time while we were waiting in line for some of the longer rides to snuggle up close to her, pull her bathing suit bottoms to one side, and stick a finger up. IMHO, water parks are great because Ms. Lawless is in a bathing suit, making her private parts much easier to access than if we were in the regular park. Her attempts to look casual while I was messing with her were hilarious ‒ she could NOT keep a straight face! One time she looked back at me and whispered, “You’re KILLING ME, man!”
Ms. Lawless liked floating down the lazy river on an inner tube. That is perhaps my favorite part of the whole park, too ‒ very relaxing, once you stop worrying about what everybody else around you is doing, close your eyes, and just float. While we were floating, she was already thinking of ways to improve “The Mon” by adding a clothing-optional lazy river. I told her it definitely would be fun, depending on who you bumped into while floating down the river. Might be more sharing of inner tubes, too, and very relaxing, at least after the first few orgasms!
In light of our discussions about spending a week’s vacation together in Mexico over the New Year, Ms. Lawless looked up the Spanish word for “Sensitive.” Just before the weekend, she started calling me “Senor Sensible”. In turn, I started calling her “Senorita Desarreglada,” which appeared to be about the best translation I could find for “Ms. Lawless.” Anyone out there who is excellent at Spanish translations, let me know if I’ve got the best translation, okay?
On Sunday before we left for Holiday World, Ms. Lawless begged me not to shave, telling me commented that she liked my “Scruffy” look. I cannot say “no” to that woman! Inevitably, “Senor Sensible” got expanded to “Senor Scruffy Sensible,” or sometimes just “Senor Scruffy.” Since our weekend together, I have been doing my best to send her some texts from Senor Scruffy “en Espanol”: “Te amo, mi amor” y “Trece dias solamente, chica bonita!”
Senor Scruffy is a romantic kind of guy!
After we left Holiday World, we hooked up with my brother for dinner. He went well out of his way to drive to Jasper to meet with us, and then he paid for half of the dinner. What a great brother I have! I get a real kick out of how much he and Ms. Lawless enjoy each other’s company. At times I wondered whether or not they would have more in common, and would communicate better, than even Ms. Lawless and I do, and in just the two times they have met, their conversations have been very lively; the discourse seems to flow easily, seemingly without bound the topics of interest they have to discuss.
I’m going to have to keep a close eye on those two, LoL!
After dinner with my brother, I drove Ms. Lawless and I back to Bedford. It was late when we got home, and we snuggled up in the bedroom. Ms. Lawless asked me if I would rub lavender and chamomile lotion on her back, and I happily agreed. Before I met Ms. Lawless, I never really thought that the act of giving my lover a massage could be so pleasurable for me. Now, I look forward to the sensual treat of rubbing my hands all over her body!
Most of the time, I enjoy touching her body so much that I can massage her just for the sheer pleasure of doing it, without the need for kissing or penetration. I even went into the massage on this night thinking that way ‒ I knew we were both tired from a long day of driving and traipsing through the water park. On this evening, however, the massage ignited the most passionate lovemaking I have ever experienced.
We awoke on Monday morning to still more passionate lovemaking. Afterward, I made breakfast and coffee while Ms. Lawless prepared for back-to-back phone cons, including a presentation. In between her two phone cons, she called upstairs to ask me what I was doing, and I told her that I was “reading a book and playing with myself!” She walked upstairs to witness me lying naked on my bed, with “The Gospel According to Biff, Christ’s Childhood Pal” in my left hand and my cock in my right.
“Fuckballs!” she exclaimed. “I really would like to jump on you right now, but my fucking phone con is about ready to start!” I was a naughty boy to tempt her like that.
After her second phone con, we had to leave immediately for her 3:42 pm flight. Since it was already past lunchtime, I fixed her a sandwich and some of that cheesecake dessert for her to eat on the way. On the ride up to Indy, she asked me if her squirting bothered me at all. She did squirt more this weekend than I had ever seen her before.
I assured her that her squirting doesn’t turn me off in the least. The fact that she’s squirting because of the great pleasure I am helping her to experience makes it a huge turn on to me. I have even told her in the past that I would love to experience a golden shower, but we may be a while off from that, because she can’t pee if I'm standing in the bathroom looking at her.
Even SuperGirl has kryptonite, LOL! 
As we approached the airport, I did sneak my hand up her shorts one last time, moving her underwear aside to finger her pussy lips and clit and insert my index finger inside her. By text later I teased her that because she had cleaned her private parts before we left for the airport, the smell of her juices on my finger wasn’t nearly strong enough to last for a few days like I would like.
God, I didn’t want to give that woman back to the world, but I consoled myself with the knowledge that I am going to get to hold her again in just 17 more days (now just seven, yeah!). You know I miss you, beautiful girl!
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