I am back near the capitol.But I am never standing still. I have met a couple of great friends from here. I am sure that we will be friends always. I am a bit picky, not into to drama. I can afford to be I guess. Always looking for friends and who knows, maybe if destiny allows, exchange smiles, hugs and who knows in the process. I love to please as much as I enjoy being pleased. If you would like someone to hear you when you speak, and hold you when you need a friend, perhaps we need to talk. I am a hopeless romantic by nature.>>!>>!

My Ideal Person Just looking for someone who likes to be treated special. Just someone to talk to. To trade smiles, cup of coffee or hot co coa. Not trying to change anyone life, just a companion. Not looking for physical, just mental stimulation from someone near my own age. If more developes, I will consider it.

Tell one of your favorite sexual fantasies. Don't hold back!:
One involves a vacation meeting strangers. One involves
a halfway home for new mothers learning to breast feed,
another involves a crimson haired woman, A Nubian Princes,
and a endowed maiden from the far east. Not all together.
Another involves a delivering, or pizza driver, or handy
man or pool boy, ok I'm not the pool boy kind......anyway
try this.
<br>
I was working for a family on the other side of town as a handy
man. (short version) as I approached the door I noticed
only one car in the drive. It was the misses Mercedes.
I knocked very loudly because it was such a large and beautiful
home.
<br>
After knocking the third time I heard a voice from inside
telling me to come in. It was Elizabeth the misses. She told
me to come inside.
<br>
I did as I have done so many times before. I have been in this
house so many times doing construction and handy projects
for Elizabeth's husband. A wealthy investment broker
with a bit of cold sharpness for anyone whom he thought was
beneath him.
<br>
I identified my self again in a loud voice and I received
a reply again to come inside from deeper in the house. I replied
that I was in the living room and would wait for her. She yelled
for me to come here again.
<br>
The voice was coming from the back of the house. I slowly
proceeded in ward asking where she was. "I'm
in here" she replied.
<br>
I went through the house to the back and found a closed door
to the den. I knocked on the door and a more quieter response
to come in came from the other side of the door.
<br>
This was not how our business was usually done and I don't
know why but I felt that caution was in order as I opened the
door dark wood door slowly.
<br>
I gazed into the room which was lit only by a single end table
lamp on low giving the room a dark glow. My attention turned
to the area of the lamp and there I found Elizabeth.
<br>
She stood behind the lamp giving her a glow as she stood there
in an over sized white terry robe. Her golden blond hair
rolled over the shoulders bright in select areas from the
low light.
<br>
"I'm glad its you" she replied. "Please
come in".
I began to ask her what was wrong and what she wanted to me
to fix when she looked me in the eyes and the robe fell to the
floor.
<br>
She was a beautiful energetic woman nearing her middle
years of life. As she stood there with the robe on the floor
in the dark yellow light, I noticed a beautiful woman, with
full Brest's, not where they had been 10 years ago but
still majestic in their own way. The golden blond hair now
resting on her shoulders. A pair of hips that have carried
three children, now off to college. And beautiful legs
from there to the floor in a smooth line.
<br>
I noticed that she had goose bumps on her arms and legs. Her
points of her motherhood pointing out to me as to call me
to them. I did not know if this was from the change of temperature
experienced from the warm robe leaving and un protecting
her.
I gazed into her eye to notice a tear forming in the corner.
Her blue eyes glowed deeply to show the pain felt within
along with the vulnerability inside fearing possible
rejection.
<br>
I slowly moved in her direction trying not to startle her.
She did not move. The tear in her eye grew larger, and the
glow around her stronger from the light.
<br>
Standing in front of her, I slowly reached for the floor
to retrieve the robe that lied at her feet. As I reached the
robe, I was startled by her hand wrapping around the arm
that was pointing south.
<br>
I stood back up and gazed into her eyes again. The fear and
pain of rejection now streamed down a line in her skin that
time had so thoughtlessly put there as joke or a marker.
She glowed like no woman has ever glowed before. I could
help myself no longer. Slowly our lips met and her eyes closed
as if to give peace and comfort to the gaze that was just there........................................................sorry
you have to earn the rest!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What location do you fantasize about for a sexual encounter?:
A bed, The beach, A moving vehicle (i.e. car), The middle of a park, An airplane, A dark back alley, A movie theatre, A remote wilderness spot, Under a waterfall, My desk at work, A swimming pool or hot tub, A store dressing room, An elevator, A hotel room

What types of sexual activities turn you on?:
Giving Oral Sex, Receiving Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Toys (Vibrators/Dildos/etc.), Light Bondage, Spanking, Role Playing, Threesomes, Mutual Masturbation, Food Play, Voyeurism, Handcuffs/Shackles, Blindfolds, Massage, open to expierence new adventures!

Ever fantasized about having sex with a celebrity? Who? What turns you on about them?:
None.

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