Just got back from 4 wonderful days in Venice with Jayne. It was rainy and cold and sometimes sunny and cold but always beautiful with added beauty of the carnival and all the people dressed up.
This time we did the Camponile Tower, The Doges Palace and Burano(lovely especially with their own children's festival going on) and Muarano okayish if you like glass.
We also ate at some nice restaurants especially Marcel's in Castello and met up with Roberto and had a lovely time with him and his beautiful friend the ezquistite Anis who was like the statue David so perfect.
I've never gone in for one night stands but Anis was not a man to be denied and he picked me up and carried me into this bedroom for a night of Italian passion. Ahh I have been made love to in Venice by and Italian...that sounds so nice doesn't it?
Came back home and needed to start to rewind Mr V back again as had not heard from him all week and despite skin falling off chin and not really fancying sex I text him a few times and once again we are back in the car having the most wonderful sex.
This time he really made me come hard and I just want him more and more so last night I am talking to him via messeneger and finding out that I am one of 4 women he has had affairs with that his partner is blonde and busty so completely opposite to me and that he has a fantasy about me and him and another man so they can do double penetration or something.
This morning I text him and once again things are getting hot and he asks if I want to meet up at 10? A quick shower, the appropriate clothing on and a quick spray of perfume and I am in the car and down the road and soon at the place...no him though. I phone and text and still no him. I leave a message telling him he has 3 minutes and he phones back quick and tells me to wait and he'll be there in 3. 5 minutes later I phone and say I am leaving and pull out of the car park. As I do he drives towards me flashing his headlights. I pause and as he pulls alongside he checks that I was going to leave and calls me a cheeky mare...but I think he likes my cheek really I am not to be walked over.
He gets in the car and soon moves his hand down between my legs but only for a second and then wants me to do all the work, sucking and carressing while he lays back. He wants me to ride him without him doing any work so I am nice and tight...all too soon he comes and has to leave and I feel angry and frustrated and turned on so zoom out of the car park and race off down the road. As he overtakes me I give him the two finger sign and drive round the turning and away home smiling but feeling very horny and frustrated.
He looked particularly gorgeous today in his armani jumper and jeans....so strong and virile and handsome. His skin a beautiful golden brown.
So here we are me behaving like some slut. I have had two different men this week and been out with 3 if you include the fireman...again I ask what is happening to me? Is this good or bad? Part of me is so enjoying it and sex is all I can think about but another part tells me this is so unfullfilling and deceiving my family does not make me feel good.
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