Disclaimer (the following journal entries are all fictional, any resemblance to any person famous or otherwise is completely coincidental ). Also contains X-Rated scenes.. if your EASILY offended.. do yourself a favor and leave this blog.. Thank you.
Well I got to Jackson’s after I dropped the kids off and he was standing on his front porch looking so damn delicious. This man is just perfection when it comes to the human body. His mischievous smile at me sent tingles everywhere. It was nice to know that I wasn’t going to be at home.. where the psycho likes to lurk in the corners. Nope.. wasn’t going to think about that. Instead I’m going to think about that handsome man standing there waiting for me and then.. I’m gonna think about him making love to me.. that’s it!
When I got up on the porch he told me to close my eyes, he had a surprise for me. He lead me into the house and up the stairs. I could tell we were in his bedroom. There was a smell in the room that I couldn’t quite place at first.. “Open your eye’s” he said. When I did I saw what it was I was smelling. A red leather corset dress! It was amazing.
There were even black leather boots to match it. “We are going somewhere tonight I want to show off just how beautiful and stunning you are to everyone” he said. I told him “I can honestly tell you I’ve never worn anything like that… at least in public”..”Well.. you are tonight” he said with such authority I didn’t want to argue it with him. “Get dressed.” he said.
I went to the bathroom to find a bath drawn and rose petals sprinkled in it.. I bathed and got dressed… I walked down the stairs looking like a totally different woman. I couldn’t believe how I looked in that outfit, how I felt. It was like I was someone totally different. The look on Jackson’s face was priceless. “Oh my Lord… you are gorgeous” was his first response…
We ended up going to a party at Shane‘s house. I really don’t like Shane… he’s just so… creepy. His eye’s about bugged out of his head when I walked in. He made some comment to Jackson about being the “luckiest” man there.. That was when I noticed Beckie there. Man, she just trolls through all the police, don’t she? She looked like someone killed her dog when she saw me. For a split second you could see total jealousy on her face, then just as quickly it changed to that sappy fake smile crap. She came running over and gave me a hug like we were besties.. wtf dude, get off me, I don’t want some STD! The first thing she said as loud as she could was “Oh LACY… Where’s your husband at tonight?’… I told her he was at home.. his home. “Oooooo.. wow.. you move quickly” she said.. man I wanted to throat punch her! She went over to Jackson and gave him a hug, well tried too but he pulled away from her. She shot me a look and walked off hugging every other guy in the place. Most just ignored her. I think every guy in there has fucked her at least once.
We spent the night dancing and drinking.. Every stolen moment saw Jackson teasing me, teasing my body. By time we got back to his house we were so fired up we didn’t make it to the bedroom. When we got in the door he grabbed me from behind, wrapping his arm around my waist, one hand around my neck, walking me to the couch. He used his police training and used his foot to spread my legs apart.. He bent me over and took me from behind, his hands holding my hips as he thrusts deeper. We went like this until I couldn’t take it anymore.. The first of many orgasms took over my body. We were like horny teenagers, left alone for the first time. He fucked me in every room in that house. We finally ended up making love in his bed.. wrapped up in each other. I finally feel asleep, well passed out from exhaustion some time after 4am. He told me before I fell asleep that Sunday would be a nice quiet lazy day where we could sleep in and watch TV all afternoon… that sounded perfect to me.