May 21, 2019 Tuesday
Chinese treats at Changsho in Cambridge – adore it when folks visit and want to eat out
7:45 PM Sassy
Salted caramel crackle ice cream cone at Honeycomb Creamery!
May 21, 2019 Tuesday
Chinese treats at Changsho in Cambridge – adore it when folks visit and want to eat out
7:45 PM Sassy
Salted caramel crackle ice cream cone at Honeycomb Creamery!
May 20, 2019 Monday
From: Floridian
To: Sassy
Sent: Mon, May 20, 2019 at 6:20 AM
Re: Re: Showers
All showered and ready to go.
[photo looking down at his beautiful erect cock, toned legs and shapely feet while he’s standing in the bathroom]
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From: Sassy
To: Floridian
Sent: Mon, May 20, 2019 at 8:14 AM
Re: Re: Showers
Wow! I almost licked the screen! Ha! What a way to start my Monday. Mmm…thank you Josh. Have a marvelous day!
Sent from Yahoo Mail on Android
May 19, 2019 Sunday
From: Floridian
To: Sassy
Sent: Sun, May 19, 2019 at 7:32 AM
Re: Re: Re: Voices
Morning, Sass,
To cut to the chase, I think I’ll have to beg off this evening. Whatever disappointment that may or may not bring, it’s probably far less than the disappointment that will happen when I bring far less than my best. What’s that time-honored chestnut, it’s not you, it’s me? In this instance it absolutely is.
I thought about tossing out some bullshit excuse like “something came up” or family obligations but figured we’ve been straight with each other so far, it would be a shame to change it. I spent most of the night thinking about it and came to the conclusion I’m pushing it for today.
Meeting you after spending the day in Boston would mean I’m still in my all-day clothes, with hat head, drained from gong in and out of Fenway and chasing sugared-up children. I thought about rushing through dinner to get out of there to meet you in time and trying to come up with an excuse as to why I had to run out and I hate lying. My preference is to withhold information so I’m not. And then, with this being my first foray into another woman, I thought about the guilt I’d put on myself having just left my family and concluded my head wouldn’t be as clear as I’d like.
All those factors convinced me that for this moment in time, I’d be a dud in both conversation and bed, both of which are important to me. I pride myself on maximum performance and can’t see that happening tonight. But only tonight. I still want to taste, touch, devour, and probe you inside and out. But I want to do it when you’re my focus without the peripheral crap. And since I went to sleep and woke up with these thoughts, I figure they’re here to take up residence for the day.
I hope this doesn’t make me come off as a neurotic jerk but I’d rather be straight than come up with a lie I may forget later. But I shall return and, with your blessing, eat you up. And down.
J
From: Sassy
Thanks for the heads-up. I appreciate your explanation and I do understand. Sorry you had to angst over it. Have an excellent family day!
Don’t think about my chest…too much.
-S
Re: Re: Re: Re: Voices
I won’t say they were the biggest reasons — well, yes they are the biggest — for delaying sending the email but they certainly were high up the “things I would love to bury myself in if this happens tonight” list of items. They weighed heavily on my mind as I went to sleep and then woke up. So, yeah, “don’t think about my chest” is kind of an empty admonishment.
J
From: Sassy
To: Floridian
Sent: Sun, May 19, 2019 at 9:26 AM
Re: Re: Re: Re: Voices
Ha ha. .Oh Josh. Happy to hear I’ve given you something new and fun to think about. I attached a less demure photo to up your anticipation. Pondering if the fact that it’s naughty to touch me helps or not?
In a broader sense, is the risky dangerous part of touching me a thrill or a detriment? Maybe a mix of both. I hope you can notice the risks and adjust to minimize them, and revel in them but not get weighed down.
Your sense of humor is so subtle and sexy. I giggle at first but then stand back and read it again and marvel at your deft use of words to weave a web of delights!
I’m back in bed trying out a new toy. Have you played with any? I had no knowledge or experience until quite recently but have been experimenting with how they help me stay sane between meets and how they enhance interaction with a man. They also help me understand my body so I can guide a man to try slightly different techniques that give us both more pleasure! They taught me I’m a “clit gal” so stimulating that area produces quite a reaction! Maybe after we’ve explored each other we can expand in that direction.
What else would you like to know? I hope I can give you lots of info to ease and excite your mind.
Hugs with groping and a deep French kiss!
-S
Sent from Yahoo Mail on Android
Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Voices
I probably should have known better than to open email from you at the Sox game next to my family. Thankfully, only I was paying attention. And you got my attention.
Subject: A computer of my own
Hiya Josh!
Glad you liked the photo. Figured I’d give more substance to your fantasies.
I’m home from NH with my shiny Macbook Pro laptop! Much poorer but happy to cross that task off my list. My evening will be taken up by the migration assistant to get everything moved over from my old machine and wipe it before turning it in.
Hope the game is going well and your family enjoys it!
Ping me later if you feel like talking.
-S
Sent from Yahoo Mail on Android
Re: A computer of my own
So of course I had second thoughts about my second thoughts, even before I saw what I was missing. I got back here and thought, “geez, I should have had the Sass meet me and take a shower and we’d soap each other up and I’d lose my hat head.” But I didn’t.
But it actually did work out for the best timing wise at least. The game was delayed an hour by rain so we didn’t get out of Fenway until just after 5, stopped for the obligatory JP Licks ice cream and by the time we got the car out fo the Pru, through traffic and back to their place, it was already 7. Then pizza, hanging out and by the time I got back here, it was near 9. So maybe I was prescient rather than circumspect. Yeah, that’s it.
Anyway, I’m back in my room but not much good. I’m jumping in the shower then sliding into bed with the Cubs-Nationals game onto lull me to sleep.
Did I tell you I want to lick your lower lips until your quivers turn to shakes? Yeah, that’s what I want to do.
J
From: Sassy
Josh! Thank you for writing after a long day! I hope you’re sleeping peacefully.
The second I heard there was an hour delay at Fenway, I knew you had been wise. I watched the game highlights and wondered what your family made of it – seemed like a good game!
Not meeting today did not keep me from fantasizing about it. I’m smiling because our minds spin and land on the same spot – I was imagining a shower! And oral! My big question is whether you want
1. me to stop short so you can be inside another opening,
2. Swallow
3. Paint my face and or chest with hot white cum?
I was also imagining meeting you at first light or at Logan… but our time will come and we will cum and I hope we’ll have fun via email or phone or smoke signals until then. Anticipation is a fine thing!
-S
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From: Floridian
To: Sassy
Sent: Sun, May 19, 2019 at 10:19 PM
Geezus, I want you. Here. Now.
Mmmm… Josh… still not sleeping? I had a lovely nap late afternoon, so I am awake later than usual.
I couldn’t get my old computer transferred to my new one – we don’t have the one cable we need. So Hubby volunteered to go to Micro Center tomorrow and I will try again. *sigh
Being wanted is so hot! Imagine a woman who wants you! Who says, “Yes.” Who does not just “let you” do things to her, but glories in it and does things to you and enjoys it! I will try my best to make it easy and fun. If all that is new, you are in for a treat (or 17).
And you want it all? So so good… I’m game to try! Never done the “lick it off” thing. Only done the “on me” thing once. My mentourage highly prefer to be inside up or down. Is it interesting or creepy reading about my sexy experiences? If it bugs you, I can stop.
Are you mostly a baseball guy or into the Celtics, Bruins, Revolution and Patriots too? I stick to baseball, figure skating (though much less these days) and a little Triple Crown horse racing. Oh, and sled dog racing! The Iditarod rocks! Dogs, majestic mountains and mushers! Whee!
You are so good to your family! My parents are gone, so it’s just the “three sisters” now – my older sister is 9 years older, and my younger sister (who is 9 years younger). I have brunch with my older sister and her beau every weekend to solve the problems of the world, and my younger sister is my best friend and co-conspirator in the community project. They are both bookish, philosophical, brilliant women. I’m the “practical one” who can figure out where to have dinner and how to balance a checkbook etc. Do you have siblings?
Tomorrow I will be in the office… 32 days to go… and thinking of you. I wish you safe and uneventful travels!
Hugs with groping… while I slowly undress you. Good night J!
-S
May 18, 2019 Saturday
From: Floridian
Good morning, Sass,
If you see typos in this, please attribute it to my iPad screen keyboard, which has an autocorrect mind of its own and I don’t always proof it thoroughly. I’d love to talk with you either Saturday or Sunday evening. Problem with the hotel room is the phone is on the desk, making lying down in bed and fantasizing difficult. I have no problem of you calling me on the cell phone if you wish. No one uses it or checks it besides me. It’s up to you. Or, hell, just eliminate the middle man and come here.
I wanted to send a message earlier but I wanted it to have a little more substance than the usual flirtations because of the content of your last response. Your bout with cancer registers with me. Two years ago, I had cancer surgery. Thankfully, things are fine but while it didn’t accelerate my sex drive and desire, it did speed up my retirement schedule. But I did it without plans, opening up my forays to Ashley.
Here’s some answers to your latest questions and I’m sure we’ll have more to chat about. Funny, when corresponding with other women, I withhold much, fog up a few details to ensure I can’t be found though never lying or misleading, but I have no qualms about opening up with you and baring myself. I don’t know why. Probably because I’d really like to see if something can occur. And yes, if my wife is gone, I absolutely can entertain you safely, and I do mean entertain.
For work, I did a variety of things when I was younger that sated my desire for drink, drugs, and danger. I was a bartender, construction worker, drug dealer, and commercial fisherman. But one night, I jumped over the bar to break up a fight, got a cue stick across my back and was laying at the bottom of a scrum thinking there has to be an easier way to make a living. So I went back to school and found a calmer career and taught others as well. [career story redacted but it is really cool!]
But my favorite place to eat (besides the obvious involving you) is the late fall-early winter evening dinner train on the Cape Cod Scenic Railroad, especially during a light snow. It runs from Hyannis to the Canal and back, through marshes and along the coast. It’s magical, romantic, erotic, and the food is five star. I don’t know how people keep from making love on the tables before it’s over.
My music tastes run old school but somewhat diversified. [Details and a youtube video redacted]
I’m off to Boston to see my family [redacted details]. I’ll be back early evening. Let me know which phone you’d prefer and I’ll send you a number. Or, preferably, directions.
J
Re: Voices
Hiya Josh,
What a beautiful day! Thank you for bringing the sunshine!! The WBZ weather guy said this is our first dry Saturday since March! Hope you had fun out and about with your descendants.
Okay. Not sure if this will send you running screaming toward me or away but here it is… unfiltered right back at you!
First: Meet
Directions, please? I am game. I may be doing something very special or incredibly stupid but I want to come see you. or see you and cum? ; ) Listen to you. Maybe touch you. Even taste you. Let’s figure it out? I need a safe start somewhere public. Later tonight? Tomorrow late afternoon or evening? I will cancel something. Or I can wait, if there is a better time in the months ahead? Speed can mean the brakes go on harshly too quickly.
Second: Why
Damn it… this email? It’s what I prosaically call a “holy shit” moment. It makes me WANT YOU. Which is usually a VERY BAD SIGN tm. Because the more I want a man, the less likely it is to happen. *sigh
And I am not only thinking of your body or talent using it, but your mind. I want to ask so many questions, to learn from your wide variety of experiences, to benefit from your adventures and have some more with you!
It makes me want to trust you… which can be a disaster. Dangerous. Ugh. How can I tell that you are not part of the evil in this world? I can’t. *sigh. Please don’t be an axe murderer!
Oh man… I adored this email! It sent my mind in so many directions.
MUSIC!
I’ll start at the end. I listened to the video. My older sister’s beau is taking music lessons at a high level as part of his post-cancer “do what I’ve always meant to do” activities, so I’ve been listening to a lot of links he posts. But nothing like that song… I let Youtube take me on a trip through the genre for a long time and feel like I can breathe better than in ages for all the gasps of joy! Hah. I got lost in Wikipedia articles about the musician and more. Did you know he is touring? And he’ll be in Boston next month?
I usually get droll answers to the music questions but this was like an explosion in a fireworks factory! Ha! Thank you. It is on in the background as a I write all this.
A big portion of my music knowledge comes through being a serious figure skating fan years ago, and they skate to a lot of different genres, so I can see an athlete jumping and spinning to so many of the tunes. Here’s a 7-minute glimpse of the athleticism, musicality and downright sexuality of one of my favorite dance couples. I am rarely rendered speechless but I stared into the blue eyes of Peter Tchernyshev in a hotel hallway in Colorado Springs and he asked for directions…I had to point!
[HD] Naomi Lang and Peter Tchernyshev – 2002 Worlds FD – Parisienne Walkways
WORK:
A wacky list of a man willing to take a risk. And then learning important lessons. Will try not to fangirl too much, but I do adore what you do and how it makes our world better. I adore sharing stories and I bet you know a million! *drool
I started posting photos about food when I was sick. People were like “How ARE you?” or “How are YOU?” all the time every day and I hated it. So I went out to dinner and took photos and posted them, so they could see me out and know I was “okay” and we could talk about the food and restaurants and I liked that a lot! When I got better I stopped for a bit and everyone was pestering me….”Are you okay? I miss knowing where you had dinner! Can you tell me where to go for brunch?” So I kept going. I consider doing more, perhaps even a food blog, in retirement… we’ll see.
Men tell me their restaurants ideas and most of the time I nod… I could do that. With yours, I want to make reservations right now! Ha. How can you be so… I think there’s a Spanish word something like sympatico? Argh.
HEALTH
I am so sorry you had to learn the lessons of cancer treatment and have it send you off on a different track, but if it brings you to me and that’s a good thing? Hooray!! My dad had similar issues in his 40s and lived another 47 years, so I will hope the same for you! I want to know more about this adventure and any super powers you acquired, but hope there will be time for that later. You got me hoping… *sigh
I have to run to my next thing… and this has gotten long again and I told you way too much so I will stop now.
Anonymity: Thank you for being so open and know I protect you. I was in a “chat room for cheaters” on IRC so I have heard every story on how affairs can so south. Remind me to tell you about the bank robber.
As open as I am, I want to stay anonymous, except perhaps in person after a long while. Not to protect myself from you exactly, though there is always a bit of that, but to keep your wife or family from ever finding me. I hope you can cope with that. And my ”real name” only sends me spiraling into the part of my life that is business and chores and responsibilities and married… let me escape most of that as Sassy!
Hugs with groping and an ear nibble… for a start!
-S
Re: Re: Voices
Hi, Sass,
Your better angels whisper in your ear? No problem. You take things as quickly or as slowly as you think you need to. (Then once you arrive, I’ll be very, very slow.) You call me or don’t whenever you the spirit moves you. But do not stop writing. It stirs me.
J
PS— I cannot believe I let the typo go to you on the name of my favorite song! I hate my iPad at times. I can’t imagine what I typed so the beast inside my tablet changed it. It’s not like I haven’t listened to this album and song for four decades, bought it at least seven times in varying media, not to mention given countless copies as gifts to friends. That’s embarrassing.
From: Sassy
When can I see you tomorrow?
-S
Re: Re: Voices
Re: Voices
Hiya Josh,
Glad you are stirred! (Not shaken.)
I feel like I missed an email… or you did… or something. Send me your phone number and we can figure it out.
I am definitely in a full speed ahead mode!
I have to be in Salem NH tomorrow noon, but hope to home in time to see you in the evening, if that works? Tell me when and where. A Starbucks? An Olive Garden? A Mall food court?
Aww… don’t be embarrassed. I knew it was auto-correct.
-S
Re: Re: Voices
[phone number redacted]
Re: Voices
Hiya! I like following along while you time-factor. Please help the Sox win tomorrow?
I am thinking to go down (see what I did there?) your way, so there is the option of the hotel if the stars align? 7 pm or so sounds fine. Or whenever. Ping me when you know you can be ready in about an hour?
Do you want to talk tonight? Hear my sultry voice? I can call now if that works?
-S
Re: Re: Voices
Whatever you’d like, Sass. I’m just sitting here watching the Sox and refreshing my browser waiting for your emails. But I’ll warn you, hearing my voice may prompt you to jump in the car tonight. Or so I dream.
Re: Voices
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May 17, 2019 Friday
From: Floridian
Waiting for a jet plane. I understand there may be some moisture in your area when I arrive. Those are very nice assets but I’m becoming very enamored with your brain. And imagination. Those bodacious girls just add to the package. I’ll write more when I get to the hotel.
Josh
I’ll be in and out of here all weekend if you magically find some time. Then I’d gladly remain in.
Oh how you temp me! I know several other places I’d like you to be in and out of!
So glad to hear you made it.
Hope you have a lovely evening!
I help run a community project and we have a big event tonight!
-S
Sent from Yahoo Mail on Android
From: Floridian
Too late to get tickets?
Intermission! I’m imagining you laughing beside me in the dark.
How did you get me thinking of that?!
Sent from Yahoo Mail on Android
Hiya Josh! How was your evening? Are you long asleep?
I am finally home! These long days make me an odd mix of worn out and revved up! Thinking about you alone a hotel room definitely increases my revved-up-ness!
May I call you sometime Saturday or Sunday? Seems like a hotel phone would be safer than usual, no record… if it’s not too soon to take that step, tell me some good times?
-S
March 16, 2019 Thursday
From: Sassy
To: Brett
Sent: Thu, May 16, 2019 at 11:58 PM
Subject: Thursday again
Hiya Brett! Hope your week is going well. Looks like it may finally warm up over the weekend – I am so ready for that. Hope you can get out and enjoy it.
I’ve had a sore throat and odd cough since last Friday. I don’t feel bad, just sound raspy and like I might lose a lung! Hope you didn’t get this bug.
I have a wacky weekend coming up – tomorrow is a project event. It should be good for several laughs.
Saturday I hope to clean up my computer and my condo. May do brunch out.
Sunday I’m going to NH to get my first ever computer!
Work rolls along. 35 more days! My boss is being yucky which makes it abundantly clear why I need to get outta there! She leaves on vacation next Wednesday so I’ll have a break. I am getting lots done and turning over work to others in a way that makes me think they will be okay after I’m gone which I do still care about.
Your touching my feet and tongue talents keep bouncing around in my brain making me tingle. Hope you have good memories of both!
Take care dear man!
-S