I try on the sexy nurse outfit & it does actually fit me, but I feel fat in it… (Yep, major self esteem issues, I know!) But I know Noodle won’t care or see the imperfections that I see, he’ll just see his sexy mistress in the costume he bought her & will love it so I need to just be confident when I wear it for him… Apparently I’m sexier when I am confident. However I am faking it most of the time until I see his eyes pop out of his head like Roger Rabbit! I decide to buy a red stethoscope & some white fishnet tights with some really high red heels to top off the sexy nurse look. I buy everything online so pretty much this gift probably ended up costing me more money than him. Hahaha, but at least I will have a whole cute outfit & I can do the sexy nurse thing for him at some point. It’s a bit exciting for me, I’ve never done anything like that before. I know that he thinks I’m this sexually advanced person & I’ve done everything, but there are things I haven’t done before, mainly because I haven’t had a lasting thing before & I refuse to do something this sexy for a douche dude who turns out to be a one night stand.
In my holidays, it’s the same time that my gym closes down for 2 weeks being it’s a small independent gym with only one instructor. I decide that I will join Noodles gym & then we can maybe gym together but also when I travel for work, I can use the regional gyms too, since I do no exercise while I’m away for work usually. It might be insane, but now I have 2 gym memberships & one is pretty much so I can see Noodle. I do want to work out with him. I did always imagine him coming with me to my gym & working out together. However, I know he’ll never come there.
It’s New Year’s Eve. Soon it will be 2018 (Yes I am behind still… Trying to catch up!). This means it’s been about 8 months since we started seeing each other weekly… I really want to see Noodle tonight, this is basically the longest relationship I’ve ever had besides Boyfriend. But of course seeing Noodle tonight would be seemingly impossible, until he tells me that he is staying in with a cheese platter & then will probably just go to the gym & my ears prick up. I am having a relatively quiet one at my sisters with a few friends & my parents. It’s also about 15 minutes closer to his house & therefore also closer to his gym, if he goes to the gym, he could actually come see me for a quick fuck in the backstreets near my sisters house & we could celebrate the new year a little together… I talk to my sister to get a cover story for why I might disappear for a little bit. I have to explain to her why, she’s not entirely happy but she knows the whole story anyway & says that she will cover for me. I am excited, not drinking a lot, thinking I may have to drive somewhere with him, waiting for Noodle to come back online to tell me he’s going to the gym, but my excitement is short lived, he never comes back online to say he’s gone to the gym. But at 1 minute past midnight he messages me Happy New Year & I reply quickly with a little xxx at the end. My signature xoxo is just 3 x. I wish like hell that I was with Noodle this night, kissing him into the new year… FUCK.
Noodle tells me that I’m too distracting since we were up until almost 2:00 am chatting online “We somehow chat for hours” I tell him that we can stop but he tells me that he’d just ghost me if he wanted to stop. “You ghost me & I’ll rock up at your house & ask where you are… Oh no I won’t cos I’m not a fucking skitzo” he knows me too tell “Hahaha, No you wouldn’t. But fuck I must trust you. I never thought I’d ever cheat in my own house, kinda hot to know that I have.” I still can’t believe that we did that… I mean I was worried I wouldn’t be able to cum because I was too scared she would come home, I didn’t think I would be able to let go & cum, but obviously I did…
Later in the week I am watching porn, I watch porn sporadically, I don’t watch it all the time but this time I am watching a specific type of porn for research purposes & I curse myself when I tell Noodle that I am watching porn because he asks what type, to send him the link so he can watch too but I refuse to tell him “So tell meeeee” I can picture him actually saying that to me, I tell him that it’s embarrassing but he says “We have an open & honest sexual friendship” the word friendship hits me like a ton of bricks… I try not to dwell on it, I guess that we do have a friendship, he has become a best friend, but what else would you call this I guess but I am sad he didn’t say relationship. I tell him that I am watching 3sums & he says that he’s not surprised.
Noodle isn’t ever online during the day when they’re at home together, so when I get a message at 5:30 pm one evening saying “How’s ya day been sexy mistress” I think what the fuck? “Not too bad… Why are you online naughty Sir. Can’t keep away from me?” I know he will deny this, but clearly he can’t. “You know I always have trouble staying away from you” & I smile because this response surprise me. “Awwww. Cute Noo Noo” but he makes me laugh by saying “Pfft. Only cos I wanna fuck you all the time!”
Noodle also finally admits to me “When you posted a photobomb I did everything in my power to see it” Which just makes me smile more! Fuck this guy… I ask him if he wants me to turn him on & he says “Well you turn me on 1000000000000000000000000000000 times a day!” with a winky smiley face. So I go bend over the washing machine in just my panties, taking a picture for him & ask him if this is how he wants me. He replies “OMG #IBD4U. Fuck you.” Almost instantly, I get a picture of his hard cock in stripped underwear. I smile at them, thinking that I have only ever seen him in black boxers, so I wonder if he is like me & is always putting on nice underwear before seeing me? He actually tells me not to look at his stripped underwear too! This makes me smile more!
I remind Noodle that he is always the one that kisses me goodbye when we leave each other, especially when I see him in my car “You confused girl” I laugh, I know I am not “You lean in as you get out the car” he replies “Err, I might fuck you like a whore but don’t want to just get up leave you like a whore. Figure I should be kinda nice to you when I leave” He can be very sweet sometimes, I tell him this so he replies “I mean fuck. Ignore that” & I laugh out loud. I knew he would say that! I also find out around this time that Noodle has a Fetlife account. Fetlife is basically a kinky Facebook – for those who don’t know, it has kink events & its a great place to network with other kinky people. I’ve been on there a while but don’t use it a lot since there is no app for it, you have to log into the web page all the time. Ages ago a lot of us in the chat group exchanged details & those that weren’t on it made an account & we all became friends. When I find out that he’s had an account for over 2 years but hasn’t done anything on it at all, nor does he have any friends, I stalk him… Well not stalk – that’s a harsh word hahaha, lightly investigate his account & find him easily. A lot easier than I thought I would but I used his chat app user name & bingo. I refuse to add him or tell him that I found him on there but I tell him to add me, which to my surprise he does. He asks me why I want to be friends with him on there & it’s because it’s basically the only social media that she isn’t on that he can be friends with me. Cheeky kinky friends & she’ll never know… I also think that in case the chat app dies or we lose contact, somehow, this is another way for us to chat to each other! I know this is dumb, but I am secretly loving this new connection with him… He once wanted to add me on Spotify but you have to connect to your Facebook which would mean she would see me. She apparently goes through his friends regularly & questions who people are when he adds new people… Like really? Who wants to live like that? I think about trying to find him on Facebook all the time, but I never do. I’d rather not know anything besides what he tells me. Finding him on Fetlife is the first time I’ve ever tried to find him or any guy I’ve ever been with.
However it’s about this time that I finally find out Noodle’s last name as we do also talk about Facebook. He tells me that he’s looked me up & I say that I haven’t even looked him up which is true. He challenges me because he thinks I won’t be able to find him, but I find him within a few minutes & that’s how I find out his last name & I send him a screenshot of his profile. Most of his profile is private, just like mine, which he tells me annoys him. But like I say to him, my Facebook won’t really give him any information that I wouldn’t tell him if he asked anyway. I do tell him to add me on Facebook & just tell his partner that I am someone from one of the other stores or a sales rep (Which is what I always tell people that I am) but he doesn’t. Probably for the best to be honest. However I think I am at a point where it’s about time she found out. I do think a lot about going to her work & confronting her or leaving a note on her car, going to their house when I know he’s at work, leaving a letter in her letterbox or talking to her. Of course, I am never going to do this, I sometimes wish I was that nuts & could do that, however if I did any of that, I would lose him regardless. I wonder sometimes though, if I was a little bit more nuts or needy or less independent, would I have a boyfriend? A proper bona fide boyfriend? Or was this always my destiny regardless? Leading me here so I could be a real life Carrie Bradshaw? Hahaha.

I guess I do get a little needy & need reassurance from Noodle, about as much as he needs it from me sometimes. I tell him he shouldn’t just be having an affair with one woman, that he should be fucking other people, mainly because I can’t end this & hope that he will because this is the most fucked up situation I’ve ever been in. Don’t at all think because I am writing this blog, that I am proud of this situation! But also because of how under the thumb he is too, it would be much harder for her to find one night stands, but it’s going to be easy to find me. What is worse, by the way? Fucking a few random women once or twice then never seeing her again or fucking the same women every week for months? I definitely think the latter, especially now I am developing some sort of feelings for this guy. But he tells me “When the chick I fuck gives me the hottest sex? Makes me hard all day? Is basically a porno star & dirty bitch that lets me do anything I want? That’s pretty much a walking fantasy? Why would I want to fuck others? Most women are all talk on here…” Well I must say I have to agree with him, I have ended up in this position because of how well he fucks me, how much effort he puts in with me, no other man has ever made me feel this way, that I have given up everything else to pursue this, no matter what it is.
#IBD4U






The 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 is at another new store, it’s about 40+ minutes from my house – which means it’s about an hour or more from his without traffic, he tells me that his partner has told him that because he works late Tuesday nights & has to be back at the store early on Wednesdays (as always – this isn’t new but he’s never had to drive this far before) that he should stay at his parents house on Tuesday nights for the few weeks that he’s there – they live closer & also close to me. Both of our ears prick up at this, I mean this is an opportunity to stay over at my house! I am excited at this prospect. I literally start planning in my head what we will do, what will happen, thinking about sleeping in his arms. OMG, this will be the fantasy that I’ve always wanted with him! Could we risk this? Could we get away with him being here all night? Would she check up on him via the apple stalker app? This literally excites me so much to even think about… FUCK… This is not a good idea but I want it so badly! I can’t wait till our next Tuesday night!
He kisses me downwards. Along my neckline. Over my breasts. I’m yearning for him to continue. He complies. He grabs at my waist and kisses me just above my spot. I push my hips into him. The warmth of his tongue gently touches my button. I moan louder as he starts drawing circles around it. Pulling me apart, he pushes his tongue slightly inside and my body collapses slightly into my restraints. He pulls away, back to my clit and runs his fingers around my opening. Pressing ever so slightly on my muscles, he makes me relax around them. Timing my hips with his fingers, I rotate around him. Slowly he pushes his way inside, pressing firmly along my front wall. He pushes his fingers in their full extension. I scream as he presses hard upon my pleasure spot, that he knows all too well where to find. His mastery of his fingers inside my body makes me grind my hips, harder against him. Faster and faster his fingers move against my front wall. The pressure is building, I can feel that familiar feeling is coming. He can sense it too. Increasing in speed and pressure he presses firmly against my spot. My muffled screams get louder and louder behind my necktie gag. The sensations swell throughout my body and the blood rushes to my head. I feel the liquid escape my body. The sound of his fingers, squelching inside me as he slaps them around, in complete control of my body. I collapse further in my restraints as the feeling subsides throughout my body. My head drooped as low as my neck will allow.





I honestly never ask him what he does to fake his location, perhaps I should but I don’t. Sometimes he tells me but I don’t really care about the lengths he has to go to, to be with me, that’s his problem. So he’s at my house, I’m naked (what a surprise! Sorry to all of you picturing me naked all the time! Hahaha) We talk & kiss as I undress him, he’s told me that he likes when I undress him… I guess that’s something people miss as a couple, you don’t really undress each other, I remember with Boyfriend, we always had sex when we were already in bed, usually when I wanted it, I went to bed naked, so he knew & when Boyfriend wanted it, he’d just start rubbing my side, spooning me… I don’t really remember ever undressing Boyfriend to be honest, even in the beginning, so the fact that Noodle likes it, reminds me of things I need to do when I get a partner to keep the spark alive.





We get back to our friends house; they go to bed. I go into the room I’m sleeping in & settle in to sleep when the door opens, it’s him. I don’t remember if he ever said anything to me or how we started kissing but we fooled around in bed, he tries put his dick in me & I realise that there was no condom, I push him off & say he needs one, he gets up, leaves & never comes back. I’m assuming sleeping on the couch as planned… Jesus men can be complete assholes!
We have also been during this time sending & receiving a fair few videos of us playing alone, being that we basically sext every night cumming in our own houses with each other virtually before we go to bed. His videos always are him jerking off & cumming all over their red carpet. I always think about that the most when I see him cum, does he wipe down the carpet afterwards? As soon as I start talking dirty with him, he’s there. Not like 