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It's amazing how much less my 8:30 meeting this morning bothers me after 3 drinks. |
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In my eternal struggle with my archnemesis sleep, I seem to be winning. Or losing, since lately I'm not sleeping. Better stay up for 2 more hours reading recaps of wrestling shows I watched 25 years ago.
Crap. I'm old. |
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What is it about a sexy pair of stockings that reminds me of everything that makes me want to submit? |
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Stupid Halloween and it's stupid sexy tempting slutty costumes. |
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I can't be the only one watching X-Factor totally turned on wishing Britney was laughing at me, right? |
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What is it about being tired and vulnerable on a sick day that makes me hope for a woman to take advantage of me?
Oh. Right. |
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Nope. I don't think it's weird that i notice both the attractiveness of the stripper on my tv as well as the sexiness of her lingerie. |
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Amazon.com's recommendations are really good at reminding me of lacy things that I purchased long ago. I can't decide if it's embarrassingly thrilling, or thrillingly embarrassing. |
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I realize the theory is that the more successful and responsible you become, the more tightly wound you are at work, the more in control you feel you must be every second, then the more likely it is you will crave the freedom of submission.
I find though, after weeks of being the responsible leader at work, I have no desire to throw myself at a woman's feet and beg her to free me from choice. It feels disingenuous.
But an interesting woman, who after getting to know me asked me to do something for her? A woman who wanted me because of that responsibility? That is a very different story. |
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Just when you're all full of self control, then you get reminded how stupidsexy lingerie is. |
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You know, sometimes I see those galleries of girls taking mirrorpics in their underwear, and I think "yeah, I'd do that if someone wanted to see me in something frilly." |
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Yup. I am indeed using CollarMe as an excuse to avoid Excel.
Man, the list of degrading things I'd rather do instead of spreadsheets is quite lengthy. |
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Huh. It turns out that you can really throw off your evening by writing a dirty story for someone about a fetish you don't have that makes you all uncomfortable.
Who knew!
Although I remain convinced it was a good story. If you're into that sort of thing. |
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Man, how come 9 hours of organizational meetings counts as torture, but not sexy torture? |
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"Sleep, those little slices of death; Oh how I loathe them. "
You tell 'em, Poe. Tonight's solutions: don't sleep. |
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Leave it to Conan to know just what is best in life. |
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Dear fetishists who type in white font on a yellow background:
No one using mobile can read anything you say. You may be missing out on some awesome Amish sexytime action if you don't change it.
Conversely, if you are doing this to filter out humans and you are only interested in cyborg partners with telescoping eyes, then bravo! Or brava! |
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You know, some nights you just want a woman to hold up a pair of panties and say "put these on." |
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Dang. Blocked for the first time. And from someone I had never messaged. Even though I suspect humiliation turns me on, that stings. |
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Man. I cut my face shaving for the 2726th consecutive time. Blood loss is the real reason I could never shave ny legs. |
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I was just served a Victoria's Secret ad while on a Diablo II site. That....is an amazingly succinct summary of my interests. |
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When I step outside my apartment building and a very fit individual wearing very little and making ridiculously good use of a sportsbra jogs by me, should i happen to glance twice, I don't think it warrants a glare from the woman walking by in an ill-fitting pants suit. |
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Stupid sexy Victoria's secret ads. |
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Man. And then I realized I was totally getting off...to a pg13 movie |
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When it comes to profiles here, I suspect giant blocks of text are the closest simulation of how women feel when they stumble upon a profile with a closeup of some dude's junk. |
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I swear the worst part of thinking panties are sexy is that I feel like I'm disappointing fetish writers everywhere when i do laundry without being a panty burglar.
P.S. I am not a panty burglar |
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How come the attractive women in my building never stare at MY underwear when I do laundry? |
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Someone save me from a boring business dinner |
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Back on Collarme for less than 24 hours, and totally distracted walking to the train by the woman in absurdly high, absurdly red heels across the street.
Feels like there's a connection there... |
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Huh. Just realized I'm only looking at profiles with journals. I'm supposed to only care about photos, right? And show my junk. Ladies love all that, I heard. |
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"That pink will go great with your complexion."
Well. Damn it if that statement coming out of the mouth of a young gorgeous woman working at Victoria's Secret wasn't one of the sexiest things I've ever heard.
Those damn cliche forcedfem stories had it right all along! |
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