Mixed Bag #3 – Satin Sheets, Spinning Around & Brothers

Here is the third mixed bag. Hope you like these short stories!

After a discussion with my hairdresser who said to me the standard line I get from lots of people all the time on relationships “You’re too fussy”, I told her a few stories that I’ve posted on my blog, so then I asked her which one I should choose… She backtracked saying “Ok, maybe you’re not fussy.” Hahaha…

Here are some fine examples…

Satin Sheets

Young & hot at a nightclub dancing, singing, from having a great time with my friends, when my friend says she going home with some dude, I obviously have to go with her so but we went back to my friend’s guys house & there was a guy who lived with him, who came back with us too. When my friend goes off with her man in his bedroom, I’m stuck with the other man. I’m not really sure what to do. Not really sure what’s going to happen or if I should do anything or if I will, I am so drunk that if he makes a move, I probably would end up fucking him! Way to go…

He’s not really my type. He’s a bit older. I don’t really remember this night very well to be really honest with you. I think I remember that he had very thin blonde hair, because I remember trying to grab it but it feeling a bit greasy too. It’s probably the first night that I ever was given head, or maybe it’s just my first memory of it?

One thing I do remember very well is his black satin sheets. I’ll never forget that! Now I hadn’t fucked a lot of guys at this point in my life, maybe 2 or 3 & he was the first one to have fancy sheets, that I wondered if this was the norm. While it was a little bit sexy. It was also a little bit creepy. I mean who has black satin sheets, it was probably about 1999 – would this have even been a thing? Who has black sheets anyway? Yeah, this guy!

He goes down on me & I can remember it being a little bit awkward, with me not really knowing how its supposed to feel or what’s supposed to happen. I obviously don’t remember a lot, I know we had sex & I go home with my friend shortly after we’re done… What a fucking weird night!

Spinning Around

Many moons ago, I used to go out every weekend. I was probably about 18 years old, we’d go to one club on a Thursday night. I finish work at 9:00 pm. Go straight home, get ready & be down there, drunk by 10:00 pm. On Friday nights went to the other club next door & then on Saturday nights the club next door to that. It was like a little club precinct.

So this time in my life, I am pretty much just constantly drunk, I could be drunk at like 9:00 pm sometimes, but I never even making it into the night club, because I got so drunk before! Classy

I even got to the club once but with too many pre drinks, I wasn’t allowed in & was unable to walk! I was one of those messy drunks, constantly vomiting or acting like a complete annoying idiot. But I never cause a fuss too much, expect for those trying to take me home, I’d call them names or something, but I never fought them. Most of the time I realised I was too drunk to function.

I then met this guy one Saturday night & we’re dancing on the dance floor. Because I am drunk, I am all sexy (or trying to be) so bumping & grinding, with this dude. We’re dancing & singing the song by Kylie Minogue ‘Spinning Around’ – here’s the link to it

& so I’m drunk & I’m start spinning around as she sings ‘I’m spinning around, move out of my way,’ so I’m dancing like no one’s watching. I’m just like totally into this guy, just dancing singing being a complete idiot when there’s a part in the the song that goes ‘do you like what you see’ & he says ‘Hell yeah.’ with a huge grin on his face.

I’m totally in with this guy, so I’m dancing even more bumping & grinding hard. We’re dancing close, when I feel him unzip my dress. WTF. I’m wearing this cute little black dress. I still have it in fact & it never goes out to fashion as a little black dress. It has spaghetti straps, straight across the bust, long zip at the back. Just a really cute dress from the Miss Shop when it was around at Myer.

Anyway this dude has unzipped it on the dance floor! Why would you unzip my dress? He kind of just says that he doesn’t really know why & didn’t really have an answer. I literally walk away from him immediately thinking what the actual fuck just happened. But yes, it happened to me. Why would somebody unzip my dress on the goddamn dance floor? What is wrong with people?

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When I was about 15, I got my first job & met some new people. I became friends with a chick who’s brother I had a massive crush on. I have no idea why, I don’t know blonde hair, blue eyes – was 100% my thing. He worked with me & was always funny, always really sweet to me, maybe because I was his kid sisters friend.

I used to go out every Saturday night to a local club with all my friends, this friend didn’t come out as often & it was really rare that her brother came to this club. But one night, he was there – drunker than I’d ever seen him, in fact I don’t remember ever seeing him drunk at all!

He & I were really drunk & somehow ended up on the dancefloor together. We’re dancing bumping & grinding as I did in those days, when we kiss, not sure who made the first move, but we were so close together it was inevitable. I feel like all my dreams have come true that this guy is kissing me, this guy is dancing with me & I think my fairytale will begin! Yet somehow we end up going home separately.

Little bit awkward, you know it’s kind of the unspoken kiss with your friends brother that you work with, who you can’t actually be with because of some reason. I don’t know what & I’m obviously just assuming here because I never asked, but he just wasn’t into me.

So then, years later at my friend’s house for her birthday party. He’s there, her brother I kissed. He’s being DJ for the night. I ask him constantly to put on Intergalactic by The Beastie Boys (here’s the link to that song!

He kept saying to me that he’s already put it on twice. Nobody wants to hear it as much as I do, obviously so I try to find something else to talk to him about.

I don’t know whether I wanted the song because I thought it would make me look cool or what, but it wasn’t a song I had bought on CD or as a CD single, I just had heard it, knew a few words & wanted it on. I was that annoying drunk pestering people. Jeez I really am glad I don’t drink like that anymore. The party kind of clears out & my friends other brother walks in who’s older than the first brother. We were talking & chatting, I’m friends with them too, I guess in a way, especially the one I kissed because we work together. But somehow this other brother & I end up on the couch kissing. I’m sitting on his lap, straddling him, kissing him! Nobody else is in the room. I don’t really understand how this is happening, but how drunk am I that I kissed her other brother anyway?

I don’t see either of her brothers much after that to be honest, it’s even more awkward when I do see the one I liked, but I just play it cool, what else can I do? At this point, I’m still really good friends with the girl, but yeah, I’m trying to avoid both her brother’s now. I mean, I even used to pick up this chick every week from her house for work & drop her home, because her brother would come out & chat to me sometimes if he was coming or going. I always thought it was because he liked me, like he knew what time I picked her up & dropped her off & he was often outside loitering, then would come up to my car window to chat to me. But clearly after the kiss. It’s not true.

Anyway all of them are married now, all with kids, The one I liked lives overseas, the other brother I think lives interstate & they’ve all got kids, yet here I sit, still here writing this blog…

What do you think of these guys?


Noodle #27

It’s been a few hours when I finally look at Noodle’s reply “Sorry but I have to actually do work at work. I do try & fit you in as much as I can. I’ve got a lot going on at the moment. I have missed fucking you this week tho” Fucking hell, I hate when guys trivialise your feelings by saying how much they’ve got going on. At least he says that he’s missed fucking me! But let’s look at this – I am currently working full time in a job that requires a lot of extra hours, I gym 3 to 4 times a week, drive an hour to & from work every day, travel for work with overnight stays & to top it off, I am now doing fucking jury duty! “I’m sure you could’ve if you really wanted too… Oh but you don’t fuck me in the mornings anymore. Forgot about that!” Noodle plays the game & takes hours to write back to me. God he’s a fuckwit. “I do but been starting early for work, should be able to pull back on that now tho. & I can fake my location in the mornings now. Just gotta get up super early cos work so far away.” So something new Noodle has worked out a way to fake his location again. He’s using an old iPhone, that he used to use & hasn’t had the recent update which stopped him from being able to fake his location on his phone, so he uses the old one to fake his location. He then turns off his location on his phone, switches over to the old phone & fakes to location… Oh my fucking god, this is as lot of effort! This guy is going to realise, I’m not worth it soon… (Fuck I need to work on my self-esteem!) This guy should be going to this effort because I am worth it…. FUCK… hahaha…

Another interesting thing that’s recently happens is that Noodle has told his PT about me… It’s the first & only person Noodle has told his secret too, he seems comfortable with him, which is good & I wonder if they’re becoming friends so he can use him as an alibi in the future? However when he’s late home, because he’s talking to the PT (probably about me) she apparently calls & texts him to find out where he is. I couldn’t imagine living like that, constantly needing to know where my partner is. & it makes me wonder, is this normal? Anyway, I am secretly smug that Noodle has finally let it slip to someone he knows that he’s having an affair. He needs someone to talk to about this, I want him to talk to someone about this, because someone needs to knock some sense into us, either be together or end it…

The next Tuesday night that I see Noodle, I don’t have to pick him up because of the old iPhone faking his location. But he still only stays at my house an hour, telling me that he drives all the way back to his store to change his location back then drives home… What a waste of fucking time, time that he could be fucking me (if you got the double meaning there! Hahaha.) He showers at my house as its become his usual thing, he leave my house kissing me goodbye & then messages me later with all capitals FUCK.” I’m like what happened? He tells me that his partner asked why his hair was wet… Well why did he wet his hair in my shower to start with & why isn’t it dry with the drive? I ask what he told her & he just told her that he was sweaty. She didn’t suspect anything, it is the end of November so it is hot, so the sweat is a viable lie. She buys it & he’s in the clear. OMG, this is getting more & more risky every day! It almost makes me wonder sometimes when she finds out, how will that go down? Will she find us together or will she find my pictures om his phone? Will she leave him? What will happen?

Noodle is always up before me, especially now, he doesn’t message me first almost every like he used too. I know we have the agreement to take turns & we did but then we evolved to just whoever was up first would message. But Noodle has gone back to taking it in turns, I wonder if this is a thing Noodle is doing to test me, to see if I am interested in him (because remember that’s why he doesn’t message people first) or is he genuinely busy at work & with family or is he doing the guy thing – acting distant before they ghost you.

So I say good morning & “I miss your cock fucking me awake in the mornings” He takes 20 minutes to reply, I know he’s already at work. “It does like fucking you in the mornings” I am a bit sassy this morning “Oh does it? Could’ve fooled me… Hasn’t happened for like 8 weeks!” I await his reply, knowing it’ll be something about being so busy & I will get so angry! I know… “A lot of stuff going on at work lately! Doesn’t mean I don’t miss your tight wet cunt in the mornings!” that’s all we speak, then I don’t get a message from him till the Saturday afternoon at 3:30 pm that says “Morning, Busy ass morning. Bros bucks day today… was at the gun range at 10am haha” I refuse to write back. I mean he’s a fucking wanker. He could’ve messaged me a million times before 10:00 am, in the shower, on the toilet, while making breakfast, before he got to the gun range. He used to make so much time to message me, even sometimes when he was sitting next to her on the couch, he’d risk messaging me. At 10:20 pm, I write to him “Morning” & I don’t get a reply, I put my phone down & refuse to look at it. The next day, I’m outside painting my roller door, it’s a pain in the ass to paint metal with a paint brush & at 9:00 am, he replies asking why I said morning at 10:00 pm at night. I just say “I had a super busy day. No time to message” he tries to make a joke that I always say “Oh that old chestnut.” I am fuming so I say “I’m painting so I’ll talk to you when I’m not busy. See I can do 2 things ar once. But since you are so busy, I will let you get back to your busy schedule” I put my phone in my pocket & paint. What fucks me off, is that I am not like this at all, I can message him while I’m painting, I know she’s asleep & he has time, but fuck him. I am not going to make an effort anymore. He says “Hmmm, have fun paining, I guess….” I don’t read it for ages.

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At 11:00 pm that night, he hasn’t come back online, again & I snap “What is going on with you Noodle? And if you say the word ‘busy’ I will rip your beard off hair by hair with tweezers. This week you’ve come back online twice… Only twice after your partner has gone to bed. What am I supposed to make of that, you say you don’t want this to end but you’ve changed the game & I am certainly not hanging around for you to formally ghost me, so just tell me now.” I don’t sleep a wink all night waiting for him to come back online & reply, but he doesn’t. at 7:30 am the next day I finally get a reply. “I’m not planning on ghosting you, was just tired as fuck from sat night. I do wanna come back online more. I’ve only gone to the gym twice in the last week (PT only) so that’s how busy I’ve been. You got your tweezers ready?” It’s now or never, I have to get it out, I can’t have this conversation face to face because I never see him, this isn’t ideal “Well you’re making me feel invisible & insignificant. I can’t go on like this Noodle, I’ve had like 3 hrs sleep cos I can’t stop thinking about it. The thing upsetting me the most is that I had things to tell you this weekend, that I was excited about & I realised that you don’t even consider our friendship like I do.” I don’t think he knows what to say to that “Well I could of chatted more on Sunday but you gave me the vibe you didn’t want to chat so I backed off” Fucking hell, men are so stupid. “Because I was busy painting! When you’re busy I don’t even get a message at all!!!! But I’m supposed to drop everything when you’re free?!” Why am I bothering? He doesn’t get it, he never gets it. “No you can be busy, just saying if you wanted to chat on the weekend, we had a chance. Your not gonna believe me probably but I do value our friendship” Nope, I don’t believe that at all. “Yeah right now, I don’t believe that for a second. I used too… & your basically saying it’s my fault we haven’t chatted all weekend, because the 1 time you were free I didn’t chat… Bullshit. You haven’t talked to me all week… & 1 of the 2 nights you did come back online, you took over 10 minutes to reply to each message. I’m not making this up” This isn’t in my fucking head… “Not saying it’s your fault, just saying there was an opportunity. & I’ve had a lot of work to take home this week. I still reply” Yeah I guess he does, but I take work home & still reply, I snap (yet again!) “Do you want me to see other people?” I expect the response to be ‘part of the deal’ or ‘I’ll live’ but he says “If you need too, that’s up to you” That’s not what I asked to which he replies “No I don’t but that shouldn’t matter either way to you or me” Well at least I know that he still wants me “No it doesn’t. I’ll do what I want but I needed something from you… At least to know that’s not your game here… Piss me off so I leave you cos you’re feeling guilty. Or some fucked up Noodle bullshit…” Noodle tried to lighten the mood, which I appreciate because I hate feeling like this “I have more fucked up thoughts about you. They involve cum on your tits… ass… face. No I don’t want to piss you off” I tell him that I came last night & twice this morning with a new fantasy but refused to tell him what it was as I plan to do it when I see him, but I assume not Tuesday night “Ahh yeah about tomorrow I’m working the morning now so yeah won’t be available tomorrow night. My other manger is still on holiday & the guy I put on can’t do it. My week is fucked this week. Wanna sneak you in this morning towards the end of the week tho” OMG… “When were you planning on telling me? Or just wasn’t going to talk to me all day?” He says that he was going to tell me, but I highly doubt he would. I tell him that I’m a very simple creature all he has to do is fuck me regularly & he wouldn’t have any problems with me.

Things are back to our sort of normal, he’s chatting to me more regularly than he was, it’s either that his partner has stopped fucking him or my little meltdown reminded him how fragile this is & how easy it is for me to walk away (I wish that were true, then I wouldn’t be up to Noodle #27!) I am at jury duty & we get told that we have a long break, I tell Noodle this & he tells me to come see him at work for some lunchtime fun… In the middle of a week day, I think fuck yes & drive to his work. I pick him up & drive to the place we fucked before, it’s secluded & easy to find. We fuck quickly, both cumming & feeling satisfied before we both have to go back to work.

The next day, it’s December, Noodle finally says he’s going to come over & fuck me in the morning, I have missed this so much! I leave a key under my mat for him & wait for him to come over. We’ve talked about Noodle having a key for my house, I had given Max a key at one point for an intruder type fantasy, but Max never used the key. The key Max had is always used for my house sitter & I didn’t want Noodle to have the key someone else had, so a week ago – pre empting this exchange, I went to have keys cut – keys cut for him. Stupidly because green is my favourite colour, I get the keys cut in green keys. These will stand out if Noodle takes them, which I didn’t think about till afterwards. But when I tell Noodle to keep them he says he has a million keys & she won’t notice. Well, I hope not!

Noodle fucks me in the morning, sneaking into my bed at 7:00 am. Afterwards I ask him if he kept my key & he says yes, I ask him if he’s going to use it for my intruder fantasy & he says yes. I don’t really think it’ll happen – I’m not sure when he’ll be able to surprise me to be honest, but we go into detail about how this this go down…


Noodle #26

This is the time to end it… Noodle is being a weirdo, he’s obviously getting what he wants from his partner, his new job is now a priority over me… I mean I knew what I signed up for when I started seeing him, I knew how stupid it was to only fuck one guy but I did it anyway. I knew that I would always be behind his family, but I never thought I would be a priority behind sleeping & his work! He always says that he hates sleeping that he doesn’t do it a lot & that’s true, I’m not sleeping much trying to stay awake to talk to him… But now I’m not sleeping because I’m too busy overthinking all the fucking reasons why he’s not talking to me!

Of course, I don’t fucking end it, for all those hoping that I did, I should because this is a perfect time, but fuck knows why I am so drawn to this man that I don’t. I do however, change my profile picture, I have just had my nieces christening – where I am god mother (Surely the church will burst into flames when I walk in?) & I bought a dress for it, a dress that I almost didn’t buy but, it’s a cute dress & fits me well, it’s short sleeves, short (too short for church!) & hugs my hour glass shape. I wear high blue heels & some navy jewellery. I take a picture before I go out, but Noodle isn’t chatting to me, so he doesn’t see the picture & I make it my profile picture. Everyone comments! All the guys drool over it, I don’t even know why, I honestly almost didn’t buy this dress but I guess I do look good in it! When Noodle does finally talk to me he says “You look cute as fuck in that white dress” Later he tells me that he wants to fuck me in this dress… I don’t tell him that I have been getting private messages saying the same… People are saying in the group, so he knows, but I never tell him I also got private messages. I just can’t deal with the jealously right now.

Noodle talks to me more through the week, things are better, I feel better about us… I am not going to end it, as much as I should… I mean I don’t want to end it, I really don’t. This is the best sex of my life, I have never felt like this before, I can’t get enough of him, which I guess is part of the reason I’m so sad that he’s changed the dynamic, is he had enough of me & I’ll be discarded?

Noodle tells me that his partner isn’t going to be home Friday night & that he wants to fuck me at his house. WTF?! This isn’t a good idea… He explains to me that she’s in a wedding the next day & so she’s staying with the bride & he’ll be home alone except for his son. He wants me to come over once he’s asleep… The idea of this excites me but also scares me. What happens if she comes home or the kid wakes up? I really want to see how & where Noodle lives… But I mean this is overstepping the boundary. I only tell my sister about this & she tells me not to go, but I am in the car typing his address into my GPS when I get her warning. The whole way to his house, I get messages saying not to park in his driveway (as if I was going too) & not to park to close to his house… Fucking hell, why does he even want me to come over if there are so many parking rules.

I pull up a little down the street & tell him that I am there, I notice his overgrown garden, bushes & trees that are covering his house completely. I walk down the gravel driveway trying not to make noise, but of course that’s impossible in my Havaianas on gravel. I see both their cars in the driveway, his is at the back, so at least I know she doesn’t have a car to pop back home to see if he’s cheating. Again, I’m surprised about her. Surprised by the type of car she drives. To be honest, everything about this woman surprises me, she’s not at all like I imagine, I’m not sure why that is… Maybe the way Noodle describes her, or the way I imagine her to be. I am so intrigued about their house.

I walk in & he’s kissing me straight away so I don’t get much time to look around. We fuck on the armchair closest to the door before we move to relax on the couch. Noodle turns on some YouTube thing that he’s been watching, which is a Chester Bennington fundraiser concert, (Chester is from Linkin Park who killed himself a few months ago) We watch it together naked before I see a light switch on outside & I just up behind the curtain, he asks me what I’m doing & I have no fucking idea! He’s laughing & I say what the fuck turned on the outside light & he said probably one of their cats. I freak out so much, that I make him check the apple stalker app to see where she is. She’s safely at her friends, well her phone is at least!

My heart stops racing before I am rubbing Noodles leg & then sitting between his legs, sucking his cock. Before he cums, he picks me up & turns me around his couch so I am facing their kitchen, their house is quite messy, untidy, full of shit really, just as I suspected there is stuff everywhere, nothing like my house but there are 3 living here & it’s quite small. But I don’t have much time to look around before he is slipping into me from behind, as he pulls out, I’m not sure if he means too but he’s fucking my ass, quite hard. I move my hand to rub my clit (which helps loosen you up a little if it’s hurting a bit) & I tell him that he’s fucking my ass, he makes this grunting noise & cums pretty hard. I Can’t believe he just fucked my ass on his couch!

I stay for a while, I know he wants me to stay, we’re talked about it but it’s not a good idea. I sit there naked for a while before I start getting tired & I slowly get dressed, he keeps interrupting me to kiss me or touch me. I think if he leads me to their bedroom, I will fucking cave & stay the night. He doesn’t & I don’t… I get in the car, feeling this weird feeling of happiness that I got a few hours of just Noodle hanging out & being Noodle in his environment for a change & this feeling of sadness about the fact I’m driving away.

On the way home, I see a message from Noodle saying that he wishes I stayed over. We chat for a bit when I get home & I say that I wish I stayed over too, but we both know that’s not a good idea, with his son etc. As much as we want it, we really crossed a line tonight… I reckon this is one of the worst things I have ever done… It’s the worst thing I have done to another woman, that’s for sure! Fuck, though, I really want to find a time when I can sleep with this guy all night, actually sleep lying in his arms!

The next day, Noodle is getting ready for the wedding, he’s also getting his son ready & he sends me pics of the 2 of them pulling faces & smiling in their suits. Fuck Noodle looks hot, I’m reminded of him in this suit fucking me at my house only a few weeks ago… & somehow seeing him with his son, like that actually makes me like him more.

The next day he sends me pictures of him at the wedding & he’s in his suit but wearing white air Jordan sneakers. I look at the picture for a minute before I realise I’ve also never seen him in sunglasses, he looks literally like a model, he’s fucking sexy as fuck! Jesus Christ, I think that look is hot & I tell him so but he tells me that his partner had a massive go at him for wearing sneakers to a wedding. I actually think he looks really good & she should be happy that she’s with the hottest guy at the wedding!

Noodle is now at his new store Tuesday, it’s our regular day to fuck tonight, it might be hard for him to work it out being that this is a brand new store – well he’s been there a few weeks now, but I’m sure he’ll be keen to fuck me, so I don’t worry too much. I get the regular good morning message, I reply with morning & then all day, yes all day he doesn’t reply at all! He doesn’t even read my message. ALL DAY! All fucking day I wait, I refuse to message him, I don’t chat in the groups because I don’t want him to see that I’ve been online. FUCK. I know what is happening here. He can’t come over tonight, so instead of having a conversation with me, he just ignores me. This is the first time that Noodle has ignored me. Why is he ignoring me? Max has ignored me before, even Rob Rob has ignored me after chickening out on meeting me. But Noodle has always had a conversation with me, always been honest.

This is fucked… at 6:20pm that night I send a picture in sexy lingerie & say “I wore this to work today. Was going to skip gym & be on my keens when you got to my house waiting to suck your cock… Pity I’m not worth a measly conversation anymore…” He reads it almost instantly & replies “OMG you are worth a convo. Fuck me you look hot. I have had a legit busy day”

OMG, if I hear busy one more time from anyone, I will strangle a man! “You’ve been pulling away for weeks & now that your clearly not going to see me tonight just sends the message that you want me to end this…” AM I INSANE?! OMG, what am I even doing? I mean he has been weird for weeks, but I mean he doesn’t want to fuck me once & I start writing him off?! JESUS, no wonder I’m single! I have to wait hours for him to even read that message. Fucking prick. I send him a final message at 11:30 pm before I go to sleep “Message received Noodle, loud & clear.”Noodle lying differentThe next morning I have calmed down a bit & he hasn’t looked at my message, so I message him & say good morning with a question mark. 3 hours later he finally replies… what the fuck is going on with this guy. He’s now acting like every other guy on the planet. “Morning, no don’t want to end anything! Had to go to bed early last night. Got up at 4am, had to start early cos I got a docs appointment at 2pm today.” Well, why not tell me that yesterday? He always finds time to message me, what’s the big deal here? “Yeah I had to be up early too Noodle, but I haven’t slept a wink cos you are being weird lately & I can’t stop thinking about it” he asks how he’s being weird. “I know your response to everything I’ll say… but I can’t help the way I feel” he tells me that the lead up to Christmas is busy for him, like I didn’t already know that having worked in retail, “I know you’re busy, That’s what you say all the time… But lately you read my messages then never reply & don’t come back online at night… I’m fucking busy too, not that  you’d even know, but I always make time. You used to too…” he tells me that he does make time for me & comes back on most nights. “Not as much as you used too… it’s not in my head, don’t make me feel like it is” He’s that he wasn’t implying it’s all in my head & that he messages me as much as he can. “You had no intentions of seeing me Tuesday night I thought about it all day , I had back to back meetings & was finalise a big project & you wrote one message to me… But you’re being totally honest?!” he’s not being honest with me, as much as he says that he is “I thought about it all day just wasn’t sure how I was going to tell you cos I know it would piss you off” Oh right, so instead of telling me you can’t see me, you ignore me all day? Fuck men are so stupid! I tell him “You’re not the only ones who’s busy Noodle… I won’t bother trying to fit you into my day anymore.” He starts writing back straight away but I refuse to read it. I put my phone down & ignore the stupid app…


Noodle #25

Well I feel fucking shit! Even though I know I shouldn’t. (If you didn’t already Orbit yet, then I suggest you go back & read it before you read this… It’ll make more sense – there is lots of Noodle references.) I make the decision not to tell anyone about Orbit – I never told Noodle I was chatting to him, so what’s the point in telling him that I had terrible sex with him. I don’t want to tell anyone at all, I don’t tell any of my friends even, because then it makes it real. That post was the only time I’ve ever talked about Orbit.

But I refuse to tell Noodle what I have done! I’m single, I shouldn’t feel bad about this, but I do! Why? Is it because the sex wasn’t that great? Is it because I have feelings for Noodle? Why do I feel so shit about this? I guess, if I tell anyone about this, then I also have to explain to them, that I am not as loyal as I thought I was… I used to value my loyalty, this is a core value of mine, that at the first sign of trouble, I throw it out the window… I hate that more than fucking another man.

The next morning, I wake up to a message from Noodle saying the usual good morning & sorry that he fell asleep last night. We talk as usual, I am feeling so ridiculous. Noodle just says that he fell asleep last night & of course my mind wanders… His partner is pregnant, probably about 3 or 4 months now & I hear this is the time that women get really horny. I am certain that when he “falls” asleep, that he’s gone to bed with her to fuck her & then just fallen asleep…

The thing that annoys me most about him “falling asleep” than him not saying goodnight to me, is that he’s not ever in bed when he’s chatting to me. He has to get up off the couch & walk to the bedroom. If I ever fall asleep on him & not say goodnight, my phone is literally in my hand when I wake up, having genuinely fallen asleep while typing. Not actively getting up & going to bed without saying goodnight. This is why I think that he’s fucking his partner on these nights & to spare my feelings, he just says he’s fallen asleep. I get that he’s living a double life here, but I hate that it’s always at my expense but I guess to use Noodle’s words, it’s all part of the deal!

I do believe Noodle when he tells me that he has been working hard lately, I know what his job entails having worked retail myself for many many years when I was in my teens & 20’s. He’s also in a new store that needs fixing, so I also get that. I actually admire Noodle’s work ethic a lot, I’ve told him this before & he’s told me that his partner hates that about him. Really? I mean would she rather a dude sit at home on government benefits?

It’s been a few day since I fucked Orbit & a week since I saw last saw Noodle. It’s Tuesday night, our usual night, I am waiting for Noodle to bail but he starts arranging what we’ll do tonight an hour before he finishes work, that I feel much better… He asks me to pick him up from his work so he can leave his phone in the car in the work car park. So I skip the gym & head to Noodle’s work to pick him up at 7:00 pm. He moves his car to the front of the store & leaves him phone behind, getting in my car to go back to my house. We walk into my house, it’s Halloween & I am a little worried that we’ll have some trick or treaters & interrupt us, so I don’t turn on any lights in the front of the house. We make it to the kitchen before Noodle is behind me, grabbing my tits & lifting my dress up. He bends me over the kitchen bench & fingers me from behind, before picking me up & putting me on the bench. He goes down on me, making me cum again as I’m hanging off the bench. Once I’m done, he’s not done with me, he slides me further off the bench so he can fuck me. Well this is a first fucking on the kitchen bench, we’re ticking off the christening of all the rooms in my house! This is what sex should be like – passionate, hot & sexy…

Of course I cum again while Noodle is fucking me, but he doesn’t cum, he helps me off the bench & pushes me down on my knees to suck his cock, I am totally into this, I forget how weird he’s been with me & just enjoy his dominant side. Noodle wants to cum on my face, I’ve always been ok with cum everywhere else but I’m not sure about it on my face, but I kneel there in front of him while he rubs his cock so he cums on me. It gets in my hair & in my eye a little, but I don’t even have time to worry about it, because Noodle is pulling me up & bending me over the bench. He slides in from behind me & grabs my boobs using them to help him pound me hard. I have cum in my eye so I use my phone to look at myself in the selfie camera. I take a couple of snaps of us & while they’re a bit blurry & dark, it is pretty much the only photo I have of us together, of our faces at least. I have a million photos of our genitals together, of him, of me, but there is a shit bath photo of us from when we first started seeing each other, but this is the first one where you can tell it’s us & he actually looked at the camera with me. I treasure that photo, even if we look kind of weird, because he’s fucking me, there’s cum on my face, but he obviously wanted to have a photo with me, because he poses a little.

Noodle doesn’t cum again, but I do! Afterwards I do wipe my face, we both get dressed & he says we better go back to his work. On the way back to his work, I tell him that I have cum in my eyelashes & he says “Lucky they’re not fake” & laughs. I laugh too thinking, is he serious? Does he not realise that I get eyelash extensions? I wish these were real! I tell him that they are fake & he says he has no idea about that kind of stuff.

I pull up at his car, he jumps out but leaves my car the door open & gets his phone, he says there’s no messages, puts his phone back in his car & gets back in my car – that was kind of unexpected. I mean don’t get me wrong, I was a bit sad that we only had a short time together but I thought he would have to go, however he says to go for a drive somewhere because he doesn’t “finish” work until 9:00 pm, so he has another hour to spend with me. We drive around a suburb I used to work in, so I know the backstreets, I find a place to park. I doubt he’ll cum again but I definitely can & do! I ride him in the car, in the front seat, steaming up the car, so we could have a titanic style hand mark on the window… Hahaha.

I hate dropping him back at the car & having to leave him, but I don’t know why I am excited for him to follow me home… My exit on the expressway is before his, so he’ll drive past me, will he flash his lights or beep or wave at me? I’m very intrigued to know. However, only a few minutes down the road he pulls into the petrol station & I keep driving on. I don’t know why that makes me a little sad… Hahaha!

After I get home from dropping Noodle back at his car, I notice my dishwasher, which is black, has a white long drip of something all the way down it. I have a flash back to Noodle cumming on my face, the dishwasher was the backdrop. It’s Noodle’s cum!! I take a picture & send it to him, showing him that it’s his cum, what a dirty reminder of what just occurred at my house!

Noodle tells me “You make me hard a lot. I’m like hard just at the thought of fucking you before I walk into your house haha.” Fuck really? I tell him that makes me feel pretty good, I mean I wouldn’t expect that someone would be hard in the car before walking into my house. I mean I am always turned on thinking about him on his way to my house, I like that he has the same feeling.

This is also the time that, I get called for jury duty! Not only is work crazy for me, the added bullshit of having to do jury duty is fucked… They apparently message you a day before if you’re needed or not. That doesn’t really work with my job, looking back, I should’ve taken the whole month off, however I don’t & just constantly reschedule things are they arise.

The following Tuesday night is the next time I see Noodle, it’s gone from every few days to once a week… He’s been chatting a bit more, not as much of course as he has done in the past but it’s a bit better. What the fuck is going on with him though… Is it because his partner is fucking him or is it because I’m being clinging? Am I being clingy? Is it because we came together the other week? Did that freak him out? Is he feeling guilty? OMG my head is going to explode with all the what ifs & questions…. FUCK!!!

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With the drive to & from his work, he is only at my house for an hour tonight. We fuck as always, it’s good sex, it feels good, we are in sync, both of us cumming at separate times, but I’m feeling disconnected from him. I don’t know how to explain it. There is still the passion & excitement there, there is still chemistry & we’re both turned on but the connection with him feels disjointed. It’s been 2 weeks since Orbit, so it’s not that… What is it? I never felt like this with Noodle ever before, even the first time we fucked. I felt more connected with him that night, than I do now… What is happening here…? Why did I get involved with a guy that has so many reg flags not only because of his growing family & partner, but also because of all the personal red flags, the douchyness, the needing to be wanted feeling… Am I just a play thing to him that he got what he needed from? I gave him confidence & made him feel sexy again, she’s fucking him so he doesn’t need me? Everything about this guy said reg flags & I got involved… I have been chatting to this man every single day for 8 months, that’s like 240 days! How did I get so entwined with him? How did I get so caught up in this… How did he become a good friend… FUCK, how did he become my best friend? Why am I so sad about the prospect of this ending…

Could this be the end of Noodle & I?



Today’s filler post is very important to the Noodle story… You must read this one before the next Noodle post is posted!

One thing I want you all to know, which you should already be aware of, none of these stories are fiction. They are entirely non-fiction, they have all happened to me, to my recollection, this is the truth… While I am now using my life story for entertainment value for you guys, remember, I lived this! I did all this stuff & I don’t always make wise decisions…

While seeing Noodle, I know I said that I wasn’t talking to anyone else & while that is true for the most part, Noodle is offline a lot & I’m sitting around waiting for him, when Orbit joins the southern group I run, Noodle isn’t in all my groups, so I can flirt a bit without him seeing or getting jealous. I chat to J-Lo every day & Dom when he is around & not ignoring me. But with J-lo it’s just like a guy friend chat & Dom, well he comes & goes like the wind.

I guess as much as I don’t want something else with anyone else, I am still technically single & want a partner, so I’m also looking for someone single who I have the same chemistry that I have with Noodle. I’m sure there are single guys out there that I will have the same chemistry with. I mean, I’ve never felt like this before about a guy, but surely it’s not just Noodle, surely there is a single man out there for me?

Orbit is good looking & we chat a bit, I know he is talking to Sweetie (Max’s Wife) as well, before I even start talking to him. I’ve seen drama go down when people on the chat app when they are chatting to multiple people & I don’t want that, so I make sure he’s not going to be pursuing something with Sweetie, because if he was, then I would leave him for her. This is one of the reasons why I am glad that Noodle, while he flirts with other people, he doesn’t chat with others with the intention to meet them… This is probably why we are in this mess in the first place, we’re being too loyal to each other…

Orbit & I chat a lot – not like Noodle & I do, I mean Orbit & I can go days without talking & we talk about nothing of importance or anything deep. I know barely anything about him. I think it’s not wise for me to be only fucking Noodle, I am way too into him. When Orbit invites me over for a drink, I accept. As I put the condom in my pocket, I think this isn’t a good idea, but it’s also the only idea that makes sense. Orbit says he has his daughter but she’s in bed asleep, I get to his house & we sit drinking wine on the couch. It’s nice, but I feel no spark, I feel no electricity, I feel nothing like I felt with Noodle the first time we met. I mean if Noodle & I could’ve, we probably would’ve fucked on the tables at the café we met at… I actually had to physically control myself from touching Noodle… With this guy, I am dreading him leaning over to kiss me. Is that because of Noodle od because of the chemistry with Orbit?

Around midnight, Orbit & I have not even touched, the conversation is a little bit stagnant, that I say I have to go, I’ve finished my first wine & he hadn’t offered me another one, so I just head home. I only live around the corner so it’s not that far. I look at my phone & Noodle hasn’t been back online… What the fuck is going on with Noodle? This date has made me realise though, that I only want Noodle. I don’t want to date, I don’t want to meet new men, I want Noodle & whatever this stupid thing is between us!

But the Noodle is still being weird with me, for the last few weeks, he’s barely talking to me, but when I say that he’s barely talking to me, I mean he talks to me every day, we always chat daily, but it’s not the same at it was. Noodle just says that he’s too busy, which pisses me off & is super offensive, like I haven’t been busy this whole time & yet I make time for Noodle. I mean I was fucking sleeping with paperwork at one point, that’s how busy I am. But Noodle is taking home rosters & doing them at home, so he can’t reply to me…

I have been out for a few drinks & dropped home relatively early, I am horny from drinking a couple of drinks & thinking I can have some virtual sex with Noodle, but he hasn’t even come back online after he got home from work… I know she’d be in bed by now, so clearly he’s gone to bed to fuck her… FUCK I have to stop thinking about them having sex. But this is where I snap!

Orbit is messaging me, inviting me over when I agree… I am sitting on the edge of my bed, half undressed thinking that I should get into bed, but also willing Noodle to come back online to save me from making this terrible decision. I think fuck it, fuck Noodle, I’m so over this bullshit with him!

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I get to Orbit’s house & still nothing from Noodle. I walk in his front door & we’re kissing straight away. He’s not that great of a kisser. He has stubble, which is ok, but it’s the scratchy type of stubble, not soft scratchy like Noodle’s beard. I usually hate beards & this one kind of hurts my face – this is why I don’t like them. We kiss & he moves us into his bedroom, closing the door. We get naked, undressing ourselves, we lay on the bed, I get the feeling he is more submissive than he let on… Or maybe it’s nerves or maybe he just is being respectful of me, I don’t know what it is, but it doesn’t flow well, it doesn’t have passion or chemistry, I don’t even cum. Orbit doesn’t talk during sex, when I try to ask something or say something, he doesn’t really respond. That’s fine I guess, I never used to be a talker until I was with Noodle & even with him sometimes I still feel self-conscious.

I leave his house shortly after he cums, feeling ashamed. I don’t think I have ever felt guilty before about having sex with someone. Not only do I feel like I have used Orbit, but I realise that I have potentially jeopardised whatever this thing is with Noodle, for some really shit sex.

Should I tell Noodle? Should I keep my mouth shut being I know I am never going to see Orbit again? Does Noodle need to know? What would he say? I can picture him saying “I’ll live” or “Part of the deal” but he’ll be jealous as fuck. I can’t deal with that… I don’t want to hurt this guy, even though every night he doesn’t come back online, he hurts me. Will it change things even more? Will it make things weirder? Will he stop talking to me?

FUCK ME! What have I done?!


Noodle #24

WHAT THE ACTUAL FACTUAL FUCK! Why do I think that was making love? I don’t even know what making love is… Why would I say that? No, we’re just in sync, our chemistry is undeniable. I must never mention that to Noodle. It means nothing! It means nothing!!!! Noodle & I just have some sort of weird connection, it’s not the L word… Stop it!

We do sort of talk about cumming at the same time, because I am a little weirded out that we did that, I haven’t ever had that happen before, I want to know if it is a common thing but he tells me that he’s never cum at the exact same time as someone before, he’s cum at a similar time but not like that… FUCK. What does that mean? This is not good, I repeat, this is not good! FUCK… I need to forget that even happened! We both do… I never mention the L word.

We chat all weekend but I don’t see him for a few days. This is not unusual, we chat a lot when she is sleeping, we talk a lot about our diets to be honest, it’s really the main topic we talk about, we share our fat photos, Noodle sends me a quite a few & I send him some… I’ve never been confident to show anyone before so the fact I’m sending him pictures of how fat I was, is surprising to me. He tells me how well I’ve done & how sexy I am now, I tell him that he wouldn’t have ever fucked me when I was fat & he says that I wouldn’t have fucked him when he was fat & look to be honest, Noodle isn’t 100% my type but I can’t say for sure that I wouldn’t have fucked him. He’s only just started his weight loss journey, I have been at this lower weight for a few years but sort of stuck here. Noodle has been helping & I know that my body shape is changing even if the scales don’t move. He gives me confidence so I am not really worried about what he thinks of me, because I know he thinks I’m sexy, I just need to be around his hands for 5 seconds & they’re all over me… Hahaha.

One night chatting to Noodle while his partner is at work, we generally are talking about food or are turning each other on. Noodle will hide in his bedroom to jerk off & video it for me or one time he even hid in his kids room, which was a bit weird seeing all the kid stuff, like the backpack on the door & lots of drawing on the wall, while watching him jerk off, but I guess we do what we have to do to have some sexy time together. This night, Noodle & I are just chatting, not even sexy talk when he goes silent for a bit. I just assume his partner came home suddenly, she has called in sick a fair bit & usually on his days off, which means we don’t get to talk all day. He seems to get really pissed off when she does that, he’s been pretty annoyed that she has changed her roster so she doesn’t work late on Monday nights anymore. He does tell me that he gets snippy with the whole family when he can’t talk to me. I never see it, so I have no idea… I mean of course I only know what he tells me about their life together & how they are, but I don’t know if it’s true, I mean all of this could be a lie? Who the fuck knows. Anyway he’s gone offline & I think fuck you Noodle for not saying goodbye, but it’s become his usual thing – because he’s told me before that he tries to chat to me for as long as he can, so he doesn’t say goodbye quick enough. It pisses me off, but I also can’t help but think it’s cute… Fuck I’m such an idiot!

I see him finally read my last message, then I get a picture of his son lying on the ground with a really cute giggling face, only wearing track pants but his whole chest, arms & face covered in blue texta. I then get a picture of the iPad covered in blue texta too…FUCK! Noodle is freaking out a bit because he left him unattended while talking to me & has nothing to clean it off with. He says that his partner will freak out, so Noodle takes his son & heads to the shops for something to clean him with. I’m not good with suggestions, I suggest nail polish remover – what a fucking idiot, who would use nail polish remover on a kids skin?! (which is pretty much what Noodle says to me. Hahaha) I try not to be annoyed he has to go deal with that during the time he gets to chat to me, I know she’ll be home soon & I will be deleted for who knows how long. I do feel a bit bad for Noodle & his kid, I mean they aren’t really spending much time together being he’s always talking to me when he has him… Hiding in rooms, jerking off or literally just chatting to me. Fuck I hate that I am interrupting his time with his kid…

Noodle moves stores for the hopefully the last time – but we’re not entirely happy about the location of the store, as if I have a right to be pissed off where his new store is, but I am. Hahaha. It’s about 20 minutes away from my house – probably about an hour from his, so pretty far. I guess things will need to change if we’re going to keep this up. It’s a bit of a drive for a lunch time thing, so I don’t think he’ll be coming to my house for lunch anymore. I guess there’s before & after work when he has time. I mean I haven’t really gone to him much, but I’m sure I could. We change adapt this, I mean, yeah this whole time I’ve expected him to go out of his way to fuck me, I guess he’s the one that has to put in more effort than me in a way. But I guess I like this guy enough to put in some effort & meet him. I’ve met him a few times so what difference would it make if we had some more sex in his office or in the car?

He’s off on Monday & I’m on annual leave, he drops his son off at child care & he comes over to my house at 9:30 am for a few hours. It’s not often we get this kind of time together, usually just a lunch break here or a before work fuck. I like the times when we can really enjoy the foreplay with each other, the kissing, the touching, the sucking before we start fucking. Noodle has become quite accustomed to using my toys in my draws, assorted vibes or the x restraints. His favourite is a vibe on my clit while fucking me, even though I’ve cum so many times, probably from just looking at this guy but he still likes to make me cum while his cock is deep inside me. The part I have to say I love the most, when I have more time with Noodle than usual, is when we just lay there afterwards, like we have all the time in the world, entwined in each other’s limbs, his hands touching every inch of my skin that he can reach. It makes me realise that this could be more just friends with benefits… This guy is more than that… Somehow, I don’t know what he is, but he’s more than that!

We talk about the first time we met, I mean we’ve had conversations about it before but he admits to messaging me “Well I messaged you after I kissed you” I laugh, because he tells me that he’s stubborn so I assume that he wouldn’t message me “You did… I actually thought there would be a stand off between who would message first after we had sex. Even after we have lunch too… You were first both times!” I am giggling as I see his response “So I’m really the loser then” I tell him that yes he is a loser & he says “pfft, should’ve made you wait” I laugh as I say “You couldn’t wait to message me” he knows this is true, but he says “You couldn’t wait for my message” I laugh the whole time, knowing I am being cheeky, “I didn’t have to wait…!” Neither of us are going to back down here so his response really surprises me “Haha. Meh maybe I like you a little. Must of come across ok.” I know that Noodle saying he likes me a little is a big thing, we don’t usually say stuff like that to each other… I know I am stubborn & I try not to be, but I am, especially when it comes to men. I watch Noodle act like a complete douche in the groups that I thought he was more stubborn than me. Though when he gets deleted out of the groups as a joke, he always does come crawling back with his tail between his legs, so maybe I am more stubborn than him… I mean I have proved that, I just didn’t realise how much more. I guess in this situation, I have more power than he does, I mean I don’t have to make the effort to see him… I don’t have to put in any effort to chat to him to get him to fuck me, but if he wants me to fuck him, he needs to put in the effort!

Noodle at his new store, it will be his home store so he wants to makes his mark there, I get it, I just never thought it would be at the detriment of talking to me. Lets be honest, I’ve been spoiled over the last 7 months as Noodle has had a lot spare time to chat to me, not many jobs you can chat back & forth. I’m on my work phone a lot so I can message while doing other things… But being his original store had closed down, he’s been on leave then in stores for short times that he hasn’t really been in charge, so could use his phone more. But moving to this store which will be his store, I understand things will change a bit. I just didn’t realise how much. He barely chats to me at all, waiting till almost midnight to come back online to ask how my days was & say “I’ve accomplished so much at work in 3 days, sorry for being so busy” Well, fuck, at least he’s sorry, I’m not 100% sure that he means it, but at least he said it. He tells me what a mess it is & how much effort he’s had to put in to it, working long hours to get it up to scratch.

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With Noodle moving stores so often lately, I think this is a really good time to create an alibi. Basically, he’s moved stores 3 times & so I figured, he can pretend to make good friends with somebody at a store & then potentially “go out” with them to have a drink & whatnot, but actually be with me without raising suspicion. He never actually does it though. I think he thinks it will be a bit suspicious, but I mean it’s the perfect opportunity to create an alibi. He uses the gym all the time as a alibi, but he’s not allowed to go when the family is awake, so it makes it hard – mainly for me because we don’t meet at the gym & it’s still 20 minutes away from my house! It disappoints me that Noodle doesn’t take this opportunity to do this. It’s the perfect time! I guess there would be a million questions about who the person is, where they’re going & what they’re doing. Also he’ll be stalked on the apple stalker app, but I mean it he was going to a bar for a drink, it’s a great opportunity for us to go on some dates.

I don’t see Noodle for the rest of the week, he’s so ‘busy’ that we barely even talk, it’s fucking me off… I mean he still makes the effort to talk to me a little, but is in bed early, up early but doesn’t say hello for hours, then barely writes back or has a conversation with me, its short & only enough to keep me chatting to him… I don’t even know what I am doing… I mean I shouldn’t panic it’s only been a week, however, I get really pissed off, thinking too much, I’m the worst overthinker, it kills me but I am thinking constantly about him fucking his partner, kissing her, touching her like he does me & I fucking snap…


Noodle #23

I wake up fuming still – from what little sleep I did have, what a douche. If Noodle doesn’t say hello to me, then no fucking way am I messaging him! This will be over… That’s fine by me! Fuck, do I even actually mean that? I know he’s at work, he knows I am awake & nothing. I don’t look at his good night message either, making a stand on that too! What a douche, I am not messaging… But as I’m getting ready I see his name pop up on my phone & I melt like an idiot! “Morning.” FUCK!

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He makes up for his douchyness from last night when we talk, I can’t stay angry, which fucks me off… He never says sorry, if he did I wouldn’t believe that he is actually sorry anyway, I believe though when he tells me “You are probably the sexier person I have ever fucked – not sure how you become that” I think he means the sexiest hahaha. But I let that slide being he’s being nice & making up for being an idiot last night. I get to the bottom of his jealousy & why he was being a fuckwit. I had changed my profile picture & apparently according to him, I was getting way more attention that I have before – which is also why he posts pictures of himself, when I get too much attention. I don’t agree, but he says “No way. I notice this shit. I may from time to time get a tiny bit jealous & you are getting way more attention” I literally can’t believe that this guy is this jealous about idiots online giving me attention. But do you know what… It actually makes me feel good! For me, jealousy with a partner is a feeling you get when you are scared of losing them… He has no reason to be jealous, I am fucking in this too deep, I am not going anywhere & I am not fucking anyone else, I haven’t fucked anyone else in months! I’m barely even talking to anyone else!

Noodle also gets another nickname on the chat app – I don’t think I told you about, which I know he likes, his new nickname is Pickle, however, I still call him Noodle or Noo Noo & he says he hates all the nicknames. He spends all his time trying to get people to call him God. Which I just roll my eyes at, but also smile at his stupid need to have people like him. I know he doesn’t hate these names at all. He tells me though that his new cat (that he didn’t want but after the other cat was run over, he came home one day & his partner had brought home a new kitten without telling him. Seriously, these 2 are messed up!) is called Pickle. I laugh & say that’s hilarious that he has his chat app nickname as his cats name, but he says that his son named it & it was a coincidence. What a fucking weird coincidence.

Noodle tells me how stubborn he is when as a joke he gets deleted from a group again & he says that he’s too stubborn to re-join, I know he’s fucking stubborn, I’m fucking stubborn too, I think more than him sometimes, but I guess in this scenario, I can just move on to another guy, I don’t think there are many women out there who would do what I’m doing for as long as we have. So I send him a picture of me sucking his cock & say that I actually look quite good. He says “You look fucking smoking hot, but I can resist.” I am sitting in my car, at lunch thinking fuck you, no you can’t resist me, no more than I can resist him, so I say “Could you resist kissing me, kissing my ear, feeling me react? Or sucking my nipples while your cock is in my pussy feeling it get wetter… Or when you put my legs on your shoulders & my cunt squirts all over us… Or when you slip in my ass when I’m so wet… Or bending me over the pool table, sitting on the washing machine, the desk in your office… Or tying me to the bed to spank my ass then fuck me from behind… Or resist me when I’m on the pool table with a vibe in my pussy just making you watch… Or me licking your sensitive balls & cock till you cum in my mouth then I keep sucking when it’s even more sensitive… Should I bother mentioning tit fucking & cumming all over them wearing your cum all day like a dirty little mistress…” He responds “OMG, Fuck you #IBD4U” I send a selfie in the car with a look that says what I follow up with “Don’t mess with me!!!!” I’m sitting there giggling when he says “That’s a pretty smug smile. You enjoy me being addicted to you, don’t you?” Why, yes I do!! Hehehe. I call him a loser & he says “Pfft, says the loser fucking me” Well FUCK!

The follow Tuesday night, he drives to his parents house, leaves his phone in a bush & then comes over to my house… Are you fucking kidding me that this is even worth it? FFS. This is seriously next level, who does that? & it also sucks that he is not going to stay over, he does toy with the idea of leaving his phone in the bush all night but since she’d actually messaged his mum to find out if he stayed over, he wasn’t going to risk it. Damn it. I’m fucking devastated that I had this stupid fantasy & that I was so invested in it… It’s probably for the best that he doesn’t stay over, even though I want him too so badly. I hide my disappointment by fucking him in my small spare room, I’ve never fucked in here before at all, never even slept in the room. I get him to fuck my tits & he cums on them, taking a picture of his cum on my tits before he spends time rubbing it in. I don’t know if I just like him touching me or if I actually enjoy that feeling, it’s so dirty & so fucking hot!

Noodle has his brother’s wedding coming up in a few months, he’s been losing weight for it, like over 30 kgs. He looks fucking amazing. He’s been shopping this week & bought a suit to wear to another wedding he has coming up also, that his partner is in. He sends me a picture of him in it & he looks sexy as fuck in it! Jesus… It gets me wet just seeing him in a picture that I tell him I want him to fuck me in that! I tell him this & he says that he wants to fuck me in it too, that his partner hasn’t even seen him in the suit yet. However later I study the picture he sends me of him in the bathroom, there is crap all over the bench, bottles of deodorant, their 3 toothbrushes leaning on the edges of the sink, a hairdryer & brushes strewn about the bench. It’s a fucking mess… But then I see Noodle standing there proud in his suit, looking sexy as fuck & I can’t see anything else.

We both have the day off work – it’s Friday, I have bought some sexy lingerie, I haven’t told him that when he walks in the door today that I will be standing at the door in lingerie & he’ll know to force me to my knees & suck his cock as soon as he walks in the door. We’ve talked about this scenario before, but he doesn’t know that I’m setting up for him to walk into… I spend all morning getting ready, I have my eyelash extension appointment, I have washed my hair, curled it lightly & put a bit of make up on. I then put the lingerie on, drop some heels by the front door, ready to slip on when he gets there… I look amazing, I feel amazing & I’m excited to see his reaction. I’ve been naked for him before & in my usual underwear (which he thinks is sexy, but it’s just my usual lacy underwear everyday – I don’t realise they’re sexy to be honest, I just wear them but he tells me that his partner wears grandma underwear. I find these undies more comfortable than my bonds undies so I’ll never be caught in grandma undies!) but never in specific lingerie that I bought with him in mind. My heart is pounding in my chest. I’m peeping out the window knowing he’ll be here soon, I see his car pull in the drive way, so I straighten myself out, step into the heels & wait by the door. I don’t know how to stand, so I just stand there with a hand on the hip, trying to look sexy but probably coming across as if I’m angry… Hahaha…

The door opens & my heart is in my throat, pounding so hard, I’m sure he’ll be able to see it, it takes me a second to realise what he is wearing, because I am so scared about his reaction of me that I can’t look at him. When I realise he’s wearing the new suit! FUCK… He looks hot as fuck. His eyes do this thing where they basically look like Roger Rabbit when his eyes pop out of his head. I’m sure my eyes are doing the same, fuck this guy is hot!

We both smile, this is like the most perfect moment, the perfect fantasy that we didn’t even plan!! How do we do that?! I walk to him & I’m still a midget against his 6’1 stature, even in these ridiculously high heels, we say hello & kiss like there is no tomorrow. He’s feeling my ass & my hands are in his hair, I am seriously so turned on just by seeing him in this suit. He pushes me face first against the wall, so much so, my face leaves make up on the wall. He pushes himself against me & kisses my neck turning me on. He slips his hand down into my panties & makes me almost cum, but then stops. FUUUUCCCK!

He turns me back around & I rub his cock though his pants for the short time that he allows me to do it, of course he’s hard & he pushes me to my knees. This is exactly what we talked about, his cock pokes out of his suit, just his fly undone & he forces me to take it in my mouth, I suck his cock until he is ready to cum, he cums on my tits in the lingerie with this noise that I know I have fulfilled the brief! FUCK that was hot!!! Because he stays hard after he cums, he gets naked & fucks me until I am cumming. He doesn’t cum this time, but he says that he enjoys it anyway.

We sit around talking, he covers his cock because he’s so conscious of it when it’s soft (I don’t think it’s as small as he does…. He has dick dysmorphia – if that’s a thing, just as I have body dysmorphia – I think I am fatter than what I am) & I actually make us a healthy pizza for lunch. It’s the first time I’ve ‘cooked’ for him & I like that he is here for most of the day. We sit on the couch eating pizza, chatting & just hanging out. I love this… Sometimes the hanging out is my favourite part…

It’s not long though before we’re kissing, touching & turning each other on again, we get naked again, from what little clothing we have on. I’m sort of laying on the edge of the couch, while he kneels over me to fuck me, I’m so wet from before cumming multiple times that he can slide in me easily. We are in sync even though this position is a little awkward but some how feels amazing. Noodle is fucking me hard, his eyes holding my gaze when I feel myself building ready to cum again, we don’t stop looking at each other as we cum together, convulsing, not able to control ourselves… HOLY FUCKING BATSHIT… That was intense! I have never ever cum at the same time as a guy before, ever! I have also never cum, while looking a guy in the eye before.

WOW! Could I be mistaken, but did we just make love?