Places and more places....

Places I have done it before:

-In my car in a crowded parking lot with people walking by.
-On beaches, with and without crowd.
-In a darkened movie theater.
-In the community pool, at night.
-On a train at night, traveling across Europe.
-In my backyard, where all my neighbors can see me.
-In a castle ruin in Europe.

Places that is on my list to explore:

-In an airplane, I want to join the mile high club.
-In a football stadium, crowd optional.
-In a glass elevator high atop of the city, with a view to die for.
-In a store dressing room.
-In the men's room.

Any other suggestions?

An Great Way to Spend Halloween

Happy Halloween!

I spend this Halloween evening with the light turned off.  My lover and I stay in the house quietly, and we still have fun together. Outside, I can hear children walking through the neighborhood with their parents, laughing and screaming. Meanwhile, we are inside the house quietly, alone, and isolated. That is what I want for this evening. I prefer to enjoy myself than to hand out candle to children.

Instead, my lover and I stay in the back of the house, away from the festive crowd. All the lights are off. Instead, we use candles. In the flickering soft candle lights, we undress. The warm glow shines off our dark skin.  Basking in the light we embrace. We kiss. We touch. We caress. Our hands move over each other's body. The warm light reflect the warm embrace we are generating.

Slowly, the warmth turns to heat as our hands move faster and faster over the softness of each other body.  In a flash, my hands come to rest on his hardness.  And his hands explore my softness....  We look into each other eyes. We nod and we smile. Then, we decide to move up to my bed room....

What a wonderful way to spend Halloween! It is the ultimate trick-o-treat.

Want to tell me what you do on Halloween?

Dating younger men....

Many people have asked me if I date younger men. The answer is yes.  I believe in getting together with anyone who I enjoy being with. Age, race, religion, or other superficial factors do not matter to me.  And I hope they don't matter to others as well.

Now, is there a sense of vanity in dating younger men? Yes, I will openly admit that. I love dating younger men because it makes me feel younger too.  I still want to feel that I am attractive and desirable. I also want to feel young and energetic even though I am very experienced in life. 

Nevertheless, I will go out with anyone as long as I feel we are compatible and can have some interesting conversations.  Youth is not required.

Feedback and comments are welcomed.

Sensuality concealed

Many people have asked me how I like to dress. It is a good question. I like to dress for comfort when I am at home. However, I work in a corporate environment where image is everything. As a result, every morning, I dress myself in professional attire, blouse, jacket, skirt, and stocking. Pretty dull, I would say. Such outfit makes me indistinguishable from everyone else. In a way, that is the goal of corporate America, to make everyone the same, to make everyone average, and to make everyone boring as heck....

I still find it possible to express myself. Underneath my professional attire, I can dress however I want, and I dress to make myself feel sexy and sensuous. Underneath, I love to wear something sexy even though no one can see it. It doesn't matter. Underneath, I dress for myself. I love matching bra and panties sets. I love wearing thongs or G-strings. See, even the most stringent corporate dress code cannot stop me from feeling sensuous and excited underneath. I still get to wear what I want to make myself feel sexy....

something like this....

For all the men out there. Next time you are in a boring meeting at work. Please think about what your female colleagues are wearing underneath their boring professional attire.

Comments and feedback are welcomed!

About me....

I am a 57 year old divorced woman living in Southern California. Yes, I am  a beach bunny. In fact, I live in a house that is walking distance to the beach.  My children, three of them, are all grown and their own now. Two of them are married, and I am a grandmother of two, one grandson and one granddaughter.

I have gotten a lot of questions so here is my attempt to answer them for everyone:
-height: 5' 9"
-weight: none of your business
-hair color: blonde
-eye color: blue
-complexion: usually tanned in the summer
-things I like to do: travel, read, cook, go out with friends, spend time with family, play tennis, swim, beach....

Anything else anyone wants to know?

Longing for summer

There is no doubt that I am a summer person. I live for the warm weather and long days. Simply put, I find it delightful to come home after a full day of work to still be able to go into the garden to relax with sun still up high in the sky. In the garden, I treat into my little world. In these hours, I come alive metaphorically as if life renews itself in the enclosure of my garden.

It is not secret that I enjoy nature. Moreover, I enjoy being natural. Yes, I am a nudist of sort, however, only in the privacy of my own garden. As I enter the front door after work, I begin to undress. The professional persona of working corporate woman changes into a nymph who enjoys simply pleasure of life. When I open the door to the garden, I stand in the fading sunlight in full glory, totally exposed to the element.

With my bare feet, I trample over the soft damp grass as I walk toward the lounge chair in the middle of the garden. The warm of the sun feels good on my body. The gentle summer breeze caresses every inch of my body, including those areas of high sensitivity. The sudden chill as I move into the shade makes my nipples come to be erect. I scream with surprise at my aroused state. The gentle breeze rushes between my thighs, touching me in the most intimate spot. The warm breeze feels good as it explores my deepest secret. Moving back into the sun, I bask in the warmth. I closed my eyes to focus on the intense warmth and the caress of the breeze. The tenderness of the breeze feels like I am being caressed by my lovers with multiple soft hands touching me all over my body. It is no wonder I am so excited. The sunlight slowly undress my winter complexion by casting my body in a beautiful summer glow.

With the sun and the breeze accompany me, I lay down on the lounge to enjoy the end of the day. Under the encouragement of my two natural lovers, I open my leg and reach for paradise. (I will not go into detail here as I have already written about masturbation in a previous blog titled "Morning Ritual"). Ironically, as my pace speeds up, my lovers, the sun and the breeze slowly fades away, leaving me exhausted at the end under the lingering twilight. After gathering my strength, I get up. In the near darkness, I whisper, until we meet again tomorrow. Then, I take the action inside.

To bad, I have to wait till next year now.

Morning Ritual

Every morning, the same thing occurs.
I awake in the early dawn light.
Underneath the warm blanket, I part my thighs.
My right hand reaches in between.
Slowly, the gate guarding my paradise opens.
With a touch or two, my love juice begins to flow.
First a slow drip and later a water fall, it comes.
Like a butterfly opens it wings, the lips burst and expands.
The fingers work their magic,
Until I reach the point of no return,
Taking me to the abyss of ecstasy.