Let's Stop For a Moment, Shall We????

Well last night proved interesting…finally. I told ya’ll I needed some and some I got. Clark sent me a text at 11pm last night that said "Come see me. I need you.". What’s a girl going to say to that? YES! He was supposed to be at work, but work had been pushed back by 3.5 hours so he had some free time to kill. That free time ended up being car time and he didn’t have any condoms, so it ended up being oral and finger fun…but OMG was it fun. I always feel like I’m 16 when I’m doing it in a car. Clark used to be totally into body building when I met him last year. He had a page on a body building website and had a total six pack going on. I was always fairly self conscious around him about my body because I still had a few (25lbs) to lose when we started hooking up. It seems he found some of the weight I lost. He’s still smoking hot and isn’t fat by any stretch of the imagination, but he’s definitely not as defined.

Ok, now I’m going into TMI mode. I guess since we’ve covered the topics of anal sex and period sex, this should be nothing but be forewarned I’m going graphic and I’m going to over share personal information. I’ve alluded to this before, but there are certain men that can make me cum in a manner that is OMFG unbelievable. Clark is one of these men. I discovered purely by accident about 2 years ago that I could "squirt" as the porn industry has taken to calling it. I was having marathon (3 hour non-stop) sex with a guy and all of a sudden it happened. I honestly thought I’d pissed all over the guy, but fortunately he knew what was happening. I didn’t do it again until I met Clark last spring. Since then, Owen has been able to make me do it (although not regularly and consistently) and Texas can make me do it in obscene amounts. Texas was by the far the best at making it happen over and over again. If you are a woman and have not experienced it, research the how to and get your man (or woman) to make it happen. You will thank me later…seriously. It’s the MOST satisfying orgasm ever….I mean ever. I’ve gotten better about responding to it and can now allow it to happen with increased frequency as well, although sadly I can’t do it myself. It’s a good thing though or I’d probably never leave the house. Anyway, Clark asked me about it the other night during our text marathon and was jealous when I told him about Texas’ ability. (Clark and I are pretty honest with each other about sexual stuff…although I refused last night to reveal how many partners I’ve had since I saw him last year. He told me he’s had 3, but I don’t know if I believe him.) He made it his personal mission in life last night to beat Texas and I swear I think he was able to do just that. It was AMAZING!

TMI Over…

I’m still on the fence about how much contact I want with him. His situation is clearly a hot mess and I know as well as I know my name that if we were ever together that we would totally cheat on each other. It’s just in both of our natures. After we had finished, we sat in the car and talked for a long time. I do feel sorry for him regarding his situation as he’s seemingly very unhappy. She had actually pulled a knife on him and the cops were called yesterday. He showed me the gash in his arm. The social worker in me wants to fix it for him, but it’s not my job. I don’t have a dog in that fight, as we say in the South. I told him I would listen and if he wanted help I would try to do what I can. He kept asking me from a therapist standpoint what would I say to him. I told him I’m not a therapist, I’m a social worker…we are fixers, doers, and are very goal and task oriented. We talked last night about how he’s seen therapists for his sexual addiction. I obviously possess this same addiction, but I’m ok with it as it doesn’t interfere with my daily life. Incidentally, he told me that one of his webcam clients in a male, high school guidance counselor that pays about $150 every few days to watch him. He also told me he makes about $2000 a month doing webcam modeling. I’m clearly in the wrong profession. 

The crazy day ended with Gavin and I talking about what things would look like if he moved in here. I mean we were discussing actual numbers that had been run by Russell. OMG, WTF?! Can you imagine Gavin and I living together?? It seems he was calling tonight to tell me that he has court tomorrow...which should be interesting. It also seems that Neighbor Guy (the one I fucked a few weeks ago) and his gf are totally hip to the fact that Gavin and I are fucking...she told me tonight over dinner that it's very obvious...oops. I wonder if it's obvious to her that I did him?  What a tangled web we weave....

-Jules