7.22.2005

The Three Categories

As a happily married woman, I tend to categorize the men in my life; as all happily (or perhaps unhappily) married women do. Meaning, three categories:

Category 1: Men that are first and foremost; these guys have all of my love and affection. I would do anything for them. I am loyal and secure around these men… I would put my husband in this category.

Category 2: Men I would love to have hot sex with; quickie or otherwise. These are my fantasy guys who I come into contact with everyday… that get me all hot and bothered. Though I know they are untouchable, it’s nice to fantasize about what it would be like to spend about 2-3 hours alone with them. GILFs and DILFs as myself, and my girlfriends like to call them; which you can probably guess is the reverse side of the popular MILF ackronym.

Category 3: Good friends that I have absolutely no attachment to; but they are great guys nonetheless and have a special place in my heart. I value their friendship and consider sleeping with them about as appetizing as sleeping with my brother.
(pause) Sleeping with my brother…. Step brother perhaps. Anyway.

Since you all know how passionately I feel about my husband, and it’s most likely boring for you to hear about those I consider my pals, I will write about the ones in category 2… my GILFs and DILFs.

As a pre-note I would like to say it’s normal for anyone, man or woman, to fantasize about others. What’s important is that you know what’s black and white… there is never a gray area. If you fantasize about somebody without them knowing then that’s solid. Don’t push it into a gray area by telling them about how you feel(if you’re in a committed relationship). That could be volatile as they may be more than happy to suffice your fantasy. As well they may convince you that it’s okay, and they will promise that they won’t kiss and tell.
Be weary, they usually will tell or they will fall in love, either way your marriage and intimate partnership with your spouse will be ruined.
Both have happened to me in my lifetime.

Most of the men I fantasize about I work with. Sure, there are other hotties out there I pine over on a daily basis, but this post will be about my boy toys here at work. There are 4 of them… I will use letters instead of names to protect the innocent. B, J, K, and Max.
Max you know who you are.

So let’s talk about B (GILF) first. He’s the “ I’m not as innocent as I act sometimes” guy. He’s laid back, sweet, but he loves to talk dirty to me. Just the other day he was gnawing on a piece of licorice… playfully I taunted “yea, I’ll give you something to chew on…” (We don’t worry about sexual harassment at my workplace, trust me.)
He whips around, mid step… looks deep into my eyes and says “You better not talk to me that way… I’ll take you into the bathroom and throw you on the counter and make you do it.” I was stunned, as I had only ever dreamed he would say something like that to me…right before sticking his dick in my mouth of course.

The second one, J (DILF) is the bad boy of the bunch. Irresponsible, unaccountable, but really really sexy…some times when he is working outside he has his shirt off and …. I bite my lip, truly. I like to flirt with J as well… I love his snarky comments back. He’s dirty… I bet he’s got stamina. All ladies have at least one bad boy in their closet… he’s mine.

Okay K, (GILF) sweet and shy. You don’t fuck this guy and he’s not for quickies. If I were to sleep with K it would have to be mostly slow and intimate. Most of the fantasies that revolve around K include us being stuck in a precarious situation… like drunk and trapped in an elevator. Polite, courteous, and good looking in an average sort of way, he is the one that makes you wonder “Why don’t you have a steady girlfriend?” He’s the one I didn’t know I was hot for until I was hot for him. He’s the one who wouldn’t really kiss and tell… which makes it all the harder to look him in the eyes.

I’m saving the best for Max (GILF). Max truly has my heart…all of it. Max is a bit different from the rest of my playboys. He is well mannered, well dressed, likes the finer things in life. He always has a positive outlook on life, and he makes me laugh. I would sleep with Max in a city minute. Perhaps over champagne and strawberries? On satin sheets of course. Max is also extremely attractive and makes me wonder why he doesn’t have a woman yet… Max is the one you run to after a divorce or you're left widowed, because you know that Max will reciprocate and take care of you in all aspects. When I think about what it would be like between Max and I… I think, volatile.. that would be a very intense sexual experience right there. To the extreme. I have a lot of steamy dreams about Max… some I have logged about in the past on a sister site… to any readers that have crossed over, you will remember Max… who before was named D.

Most times I go home ready and rearing to have a go at my husband, after just another normal day at work. Thanks to all the uplifting comments and visuals these men provide all day long. I know that my husband is aware I fantasize, I think he likes it…
B, J, K, and Max… you should all be receiving thank-you notes… please send a mailing address!!!

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

"A good answer is like a sweet kiss, says Solomon. You know I am given to asking questions. People almost take me to task for it. That is because they do not understand what I ask;for you and you alone understand what I ask,and you and you alone understand how to answer, and you and you alone understand how to give a good answer; for a good answer is like a sweet kiss, says Solomon."-Soren Kierkegaard

7:04 PM, July 22, 2005  

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