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Showing posts with label hotel sex. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hotel sex. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Hotel Sex, Public Sex....
Now as most of you, my loyal readers know, I have a lot of encounters in hotels.... I have almost encyclopedic knowledge of some the best hotels in this country and also of some the best to do you know what.... I have enjoyed excellent (room) service in Las Vegas, Miami, San Francisco, Chicago amongst a host of cities... but till lately, while I had done the IR nasty in a few NYC hotels - it hadn't been anything special.
Till lately that is. .
A few months ago I met a very nice, very hot - hot wife from the tri-state area at a bbc sex party. She was a petite blonde, tight body, MILF (in her 40s) with 36dds and a killer personality. Basically she had a porn-star body, with a cool girl mind.
Needless to say we hit it off. Her husband is a class act as well; a successful, older businessman who enjoys watching his wife indulge herself when they get the time.
Who am I to say no to helping such fine people be happy.
Especially given that I aim to please hotwives whenever and wherever I find them.
As a result - given how well we've hit it off, I have had a few assignations with said hotwife in various hotels all over the city.
And I must say, it sounds like a best hit's list:
The Penthouse at the Benjamin - check
The Hudson Hotel - check
But what I am most proud of, was last weekend - we engaged in that most New York of activities; public sex at the Standard Hotel in the Meatpacking.
So if around 11pm, you were in the meatpacking - maybe in your slinky black dress and heels or in your best hipster casual, on your way to Tenjune or Provocateur and you happened to look up and engage in the following conversation:
"Is that a bird, a plane"
"No it looks like a blonde pornstar being fucked from behind in that hotel room by that very handsome, athletic young black man"
"Wow, she looks like she's really enjoying it"
"I especially like how she's bent over on the ottoman parallel to the window"
That was us for several hours that night - we did it a few times right next to the window and while I'd love to say I was looking to see people's reactions - I actually did stay very focused on the "task at hand" if you will.
For those who saw: Thanks for watching; this was one I really wanted to cross off my bucket list!
Till lately that is. .
A few months ago I met a very nice, very hot - hot wife from the tri-state area at a bbc sex party. She was a petite blonde, tight body, MILF (in her 40s) with 36dds and a killer personality. Basically she had a porn-star body, with a cool girl mind.
Needless to say we hit it off. Her husband is a class act as well; a successful, older businessman who enjoys watching his wife indulge herself when they get the time.
Who am I to say no to helping such fine people be happy.
Especially given that I aim to please hotwives whenever and wherever I find them.
As a result - given how well we've hit it off, I have had a few assignations with said hotwife in various hotels all over the city.
And I must say, it sounds like a best hit's list:
The Penthouse at the Benjamin - check
The Hudson Hotel - check
But what I am most proud of, was last weekend - we engaged in that most New York of activities; public sex at the Standard Hotel in the Meatpacking.
So if around 11pm, you were in the meatpacking - maybe in your slinky black dress and heels or in your best hipster casual, on your way to Tenjune or Provocateur and you happened to look up and engage in the following conversation:
"Is that a bird, a plane"
"No it looks like a blonde pornstar being fucked from behind in that hotel room by that very handsome, athletic young black man"
"Wow, she looks like she's really enjoying it"
"I especially like how she's bent over on the ottoman parallel to the window"
That was us for several hours that night - we did it a few times right next to the window and while I'd love to say I was looking to see people's reactions - I actually did stay very focused on the "task at hand" if you will.
For those who saw: Thanks for watching; this was one I really wanted to cross off my bucket list!
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Random Vegas Thoughts
- This town has a lot of talent, both good and bad. I am always surprised by how much swinging, debauchery and bad behavior happens out here. Definitely my kind of town for a few days but beyond the strip - there isn't much to it. I could never live here.
- Extremely attractive women are still my kryptonite. I measure "hawtness" on an exponential scale... any thing up to a high 7/low 8 I can deal with and crush, extremely hot women take me out of my game a little bit... not good, especially since 2010 is all about improving the overall quality of my conquests...
- Leaving NYC, I am always reminded of how fat middle america is... goddamn, there really is an obesity epidemic out there. You'd never know living in Manhattan... but wow, there is a real health problem out there.
- The recession is not over. Occupancy at the hip and well known hotel we are staying at feels like 60 may be 70% - not good given the all the new construction that is coming online in this town... Vegas will bounce back, it always does...
- We hung out with some coeds from the LA area on Saturday night - we had a table at one of the newest clubs in town; while they were great to look at, photograph and dance with, talking with them was like pulling teeth. Apart from wanting a blowjob or doggystyle, not sure I have anything in common with a 21 year old... no matter how blonde or attractive her ass is... my problem is that I am bad at faking my disinterest.
- Douches with Hot Chicks. Enough Said.
- Married women fucking around. Enough Said.
- Oh well, last night here. Gonna get a good meal, some stogies, catch up with friends and see where the chips fall. I am turning down sex with my vegas swinger friends to hang out with my plain vanilla peeps.... just trying to be a good friend that's all.
Monday, November 23, 2009
Thoughts on Contentment
The scene is a hotel room in a gambling town.... the other bed clearly has signs of sex every where - clothes on the floor; we have just ordered room service after a great round of sex... as we eat, my friend feeds me some of her food - which we ordered from the tavern attached to the hotel.
The meal is great, every morsel melting in my mouth, much like her breasts and her pussy had minutes before.... This my friends is what the good life is - room service, amazing sex, great company and the knowledge that this was an escape from the norm, a much needed stress relief for the both of us as the weather gets colder on the east coast - and before my friend escapes to the warmer climes from whence she came.
It was one on one; in the best way.... and you all know how much I enjoy hotel sex... there's something about great service, the fact that you get to leave and the newness of your surroundings.
It was interesting that this was the backdrop for a meditation on contentment. My friend was mentioning to me how she knew a woman who lived in the same town where she had grown up.... in the same house where she and her husband had gotten married, with her family and friends in a 1 mile radius around her. She described this lady as "content" with this simple kind of life.
We too were content in those moments of great sex, great food and great company... and I guess that is what I seek, I guess that is what motivates me; in this hedonistic journey of mine.... that feeling of satisfaction and satiation - right now in an almost purely physical and environmental sense. I guess one day, when I evolve into a higher emotional being, that I might long for someone to love.... but right now, I guess loving the things that make me feel good will suffice for now.....
The meal is great, every morsel melting in my mouth, much like her breasts and her pussy had minutes before.... This my friends is what the good life is - room service, amazing sex, great company and the knowledge that this was an escape from the norm, a much needed stress relief for the both of us as the weather gets colder on the east coast - and before my friend escapes to the warmer climes from whence she came.
It was one on one; in the best way.... and you all know how much I enjoy hotel sex... there's something about great service, the fact that you get to leave and the newness of your surroundings.
It was interesting that this was the backdrop for a meditation on contentment. My friend was mentioning to me how she knew a woman who lived in the same town where she had grown up.... in the same house where she and her husband had gotten married, with her family and friends in a 1 mile radius around her. She described this lady as "content" with this simple kind of life.
We too were content in those moments of great sex, great food and great company... and I guess that is what I seek, I guess that is what motivates me; in this hedonistic journey of mine.... that feeling of satisfaction and satiation - right now in an almost purely physical and environmental sense. I guess one day, when I evolve into a higher emotional being, that I might long for someone to love.... but right now, I guess loving the things that make me feel good will suffice for now.....
Friday, July 17, 2009
25 Things about the 646hedonist....
So everyone on Facebook is doing these.... I figured I'd spice things up by doing one for this blog... with some truths, thoughts, goals... etc. Feedback is always appreciated.
1) I have always been a horny bastard and I honestly do not believe that will ever change. I'll be 90 and still scheming for sex in my nursing home.
2) I lost my virginity at 17 to a 20 year old who I would sneak into the house while my parents were at work. Unfortunately, she was not into giving head but the rest of that first experience was pretty damn good.
3) I have a tremendous amount of stamina, I can go for hours. Sometimes it's a blessing, other times a curse. I think it comes from all the years of high school masturbation but I can't really be sure.
4) As someone in the IR/BBC lifestyle, I get a little insecure about penis size. At 7.5 inches I am not the biggest boy in the class, but I do like to think I am always among the most competent.
5) It still stings when dealing with a size queen though - because there is absolutely nothing you can do about changing the size of your dick.
6) Whoever or whatever corporation that comes up with a safe, viable method for increasing penis size a la breast implants will have written themselves a check for generations. They will MINT money hand over fist.
7) I have always been attracted to women who looked different from me - as a young kid I had respective crushes on: south asian and white girls in kindergarten, the princess in the "never ending story" and winnie from "the wonder years".
8) When I need to get sex, sometimes looks as an absolute value have fallen by the wayside.
9) Sometimes I think women do not really understand how horny men get and how frustrating the market for straight men is... I think the fact that they are offered dick every waking minute and they fact that they do not deal with rejection in the same way means we are speaking two very different languages.
10) If the Sex is not great, there will be no relationship. Unfortunately though, the corollary is not true.
11) As a young man, I never understood why some men got into watching their wives or significant others with other men. As I get older, I understand it more and more.
12) I would be less insulted by a suggestion to open a relationship than I would by infidelity.
13) I will always respect a non-manipulative hotwife over a supposedly great but lying, cheating wife.
14) I would be open to allowing a pressure valve release via swinging or casual play if I was in a long term relationship and yes.... including a MFM or allowing her a pass to play with a certain person or people.
15) Right now I am not looking for love, but it would be nice to find one day.
16) I still have a massive wedge on my shoulder from high school and it informs why I have very little patience for some women and the games that they play.
17) If I like you, I want to fuck you. The reverse is not necessarily true.
18) I love to suck on breasts.... real/fake it does not matter. What matters is that the woman enjoys the sensation/feeling.
19) I am always nervous before a sexual encounter, because there is always the possibility it could go bad.
20) While I might be nervous about performance and how I measure up, I am never nervous or insecure about my body. I spend a lot of time working on it and it shows. I measure up to anyone on that count anyday of the week.
21) I am going to stop counting when I get to triple digits.
22) There is a difference between having sex, making love, and fucking.
23) With someone you care about, the line gets blurred because you can do all 3 in the same session.
24) Some of the best times I have had at Parties/orgies are the moments right before the sex, when you see people you're played with and talked to, you chat, you get to know new people and just relax.
25) A woman's orgasm is a very complex thing.... the only thing I can say for sure is that the look on her face at that moment is one that is never duplicated anywhere else. NOTHING else generates that look.... and the fact that I was able to, at that point in time, is a high that I never quite get tired of.
1) I have always been a horny bastard and I honestly do not believe that will ever change. I'll be 90 and still scheming for sex in my nursing home.
2) I lost my virginity at 17 to a 20 year old who I would sneak into the house while my parents were at work. Unfortunately, she was not into giving head but the rest of that first experience was pretty damn good.
3) I have a tremendous amount of stamina, I can go for hours. Sometimes it's a blessing, other times a curse. I think it comes from all the years of high school masturbation but I can't really be sure.
4) As someone in the IR/BBC lifestyle, I get a little insecure about penis size. At 7.5 inches I am not the biggest boy in the class, but I do like to think I am always among the most competent.
5) It still stings when dealing with a size queen though - because there is absolutely nothing you can do about changing the size of your dick.
6) Whoever or whatever corporation that comes up with a safe, viable method for increasing penis size a la breast implants will have written themselves a check for generations. They will MINT money hand over fist.
7) I have always been attracted to women who looked different from me - as a young kid I had respective crushes on: south asian and white girls in kindergarten, the princess in the "never ending story" and winnie from "the wonder years".
8) When I need to get sex, sometimes looks as an absolute value have fallen by the wayside.
9) Sometimes I think women do not really understand how horny men get and how frustrating the market for straight men is... I think the fact that they are offered dick every waking minute and they fact that they do not deal with rejection in the same way means we are speaking two very different languages.
10) If the Sex is not great, there will be no relationship. Unfortunately though, the corollary is not true.
11) As a young man, I never understood why some men got into watching their wives or significant others with other men. As I get older, I understand it more and more.
12) I would be less insulted by a suggestion to open a relationship than I would by infidelity.
13) I will always respect a non-manipulative hotwife over a supposedly great but lying, cheating wife.
14) I would be open to allowing a pressure valve release via swinging or casual play if I was in a long term relationship and yes.... including a MFM or allowing her a pass to play with a certain person or people.
15) Right now I am not looking for love, but it would be nice to find one day.
16) I still have a massive wedge on my shoulder from high school and it informs why I have very little patience for some women and the games that they play.
17) If I like you, I want to fuck you. The reverse is not necessarily true.
18) I love to suck on breasts.... real/fake it does not matter. What matters is that the woman enjoys the sensation/feeling.
19) I am always nervous before a sexual encounter, because there is always the possibility it could go bad.
20) While I might be nervous about performance and how I measure up, I am never nervous or insecure about my body. I spend a lot of time working on it and it shows. I measure up to anyone on that count anyday of the week.
21) I am going to stop counting when I get to triple digits.
22) There is a difference between having sex, making love, and fucking.
23) With someone you care about, the line gets blurred because you can do all 3 in the same session.
24) Some of the best times I have had at Parties/orgies are the moments right before the sex, when you see people you're played with and talked to, you chat, you get to know new people and just relax.
25) A woman's orgasm is a very complex thing.... the only thing I can say for sure is that the look on her face at that moment is one that is never duplicated anywhere else. NOTHING else generates that look.... and the fact that I was able to, at that point in time, is a high that I never quite get tired of.
The Gradual Wind Down of the Summer of Sex...
So, my dear readers, my summer of sex is winding down..... The past few weeks since my last update have been a little crazy.... there was a weekend night with a young black cock slut in boston, several house parties in the east coast/tri state area and a massive orgy/gangbang in the midwest where I fucked every single hotwife in appearance.....
I still have one last big trip planned.... I will end up in Sin City at the end of the month and I am going to make sure that I do some swinging/partying in Vegas. I have been going to Vegas for years but I have never gotten to taste the city's IR scene. I hope to change that on this next trip.
However as much fun as this summer has been, we all know good things always come to an end. Career, Education and professional life will again take a much larger role in my life going forward and I will not have as much time to devote to my carnal pursuits. It has been a blast and I want to thank everyone who I have played with, chatted with and who has read my blog so far. I appreciate you taking the time and while my playing will be slowing down, it is by no means done.
As you know by now, I am all about the bottom line. So without further ado, I present to you, in true NY Mag fashion, the tally at this point in the 646hedonist's summer of sex.....
4 orgies, 1 massive midwest gangbang/orgy, multiple instances of sex with former pornstar, dozens of jokes being cracked about black nerds, hundreds of miles logged on the ground and in the air in pursuit of sex, dozens if not hundreds of cum shots, 25 pictures of oral sex being performed on me by said black cockslut, multiple referrals from hotwives and one referral by a boyfriend and at least 19 new sex partners in the past few weeks of this particular odyssey.
And hopefully there's a little bit more left in the tank.....
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Vacation Synopsis and thoughts...
So via the power of modern technology... and my trusty amex,... I am blogging from the air... while admiring a very milfy air hostess doing her job with extreme prejudice. It has been a bit of a bumpy ride from the tropical locale where I spent the 3 day weekend and as such, this hedonist is wide awake and at some points in the flight - a little freaked out, but we seem to be hitting some smooth patches and with Karma, God and good thoughts on our side, should make it into JFK without any incident.
So let's get down to brass tacks... there were no fun times for the hedonist this trip. I got good food - at several great and nationally recognized restaurants like I always do. I got to party with some very cool and very attractive people and I put myself out there. But my hotel room went unused in the right way and that pisses me off. Vacation grade: B-/B at best. The only action I saw this weekend was some, admittedly very hot cybersex and playing grab ass/public finger banging with a swinger couple I met at the pool.
A few other thoughts from my vacation:
Every time I visit this particular town, I am reminded of the importance of never settling. I see so many guys with trophy girlfriends and wives, bodies tight from working out at the gym, boob jobs galore, tan and blonde. Now i am not saying that boob jobs, being blonde or tan are requirements, but they do contribute to an aesthetic that I really like. I as a young man have worked hard on my body, career and mind, and when I am ready to not fuck around, I want someone who reflects that aesthetic. I'll be damned if I get what I have started to call "the black boy discount".... I believe your woman reflects on you; she says to the world, I have invested time and effort into being with her and this relationship.... so she has got to look good.
* The Black Boy Discount: that phenomenon whereby you see athletic black men with women who are not their equal in the looks department.... now I understand that not a few of my brothers enjoy the thickness, I do too on occasion, and we all do things for some quick and easy sex, but if you believe that your woman represents you... you don't want a discount.. you want a fair transaction or a premium.
Food:
I checked out new restaurant away from my old stand-bys on this trip. Mr. Bruni at the Times recommended a place in the town I visited and I hopped in a cab to visit. I sometimes have interesting experiences as a young, reasonably athletic, non foodie looking, black man. When you sit at the bar (which is what I do when eating alone at a nice establishment - you get a spot faster and bartenders are always great to talk to) sometimes people do not give you an impressive level of service, or they try to steer you to mediocre but expensive menu options. I don't get upset but instead engage in conversation and show my knowledge of the cuisine and or the restaurant or region. Once you do that, they usually chill out/warm up and things go much better. It also helps to be a good tipper - people remember that when you come back.
Big City Partying:
I got to hang out with an attractive swinger couple one night on my trip. They were newly weds from the South but very very cool. Hubby was a little older, early 30s. Wifey was a cute to hot blonde with a great ass that I got to pinch and grab all night. It was interesting.... because I had told them some risque stories of observing the opening points of a threesome in progress thenight before at another club - where I had seen an older man flash his milf wife's bare pussy to their boy toy for the evening. They did not flinch or blanch at that ... and we kept on exchanging pleasantries. They invited me out with some other people that night and we went out partying on the town. Later on while grinding on wifey, she told me they were swingers, I told her a bit about my adventures and my hands continued to wander all evening. At one point I had my fingers under her dress, while she appeared to be having a conversation with another chica in a poorly lit room, she never objected. Too bad it seemed like they are more into playing with bifemales than MFMs. With that said, I might not want to share too if I had a wifey like that.
Now having lived in the big city for a while, I come across drugs - cocaine mainly, every now and then. I have never done anything harder than weed or viagra and I do not intend to. However some people can still be recreational drug users and still be functional. I helped hubby get some coke (as in I contributed to the pot) but told him in stern terms not to offer it to me, even if at some point in the night my curiosity grew. This led me to thinking about what I would consider my 'drugs' of choice and I would have to say that sex is my main drug:
I need it on a regular basis, I plan for it, schedule it, work for it. And I go batshit insane if I cannot get it - on my terms. Suffice to say, I did not get my fix this weekend.
My Laptop is beeping at me now, and we are about to start our descent into JFK. All in all, it is always good to leave my lovely, crazy new york, but I am glad to be back.
So let's get down to brass tacks... there were no fun times for the hedonist this trip. I got good food - at several great and nationally recognized restaurants like I always do. I got to party with some very cool and very attractive people and I put myself out there. But my hotel room went unused in the right way and that pisses me off. Vacation grade: B-/B at best. The only action I saw this weekend was some, admittedly very hot cybersex and playing grab ass/public finger banging with a swinger couple I met at the pool.
A few other thoughts from my vacation:
Every time I visit this particular town, I am reminded of the importance of never settling. I see so many guys with trophy girlfriends and wives, bodies tight from working out at the gym, boob jobs galore, tan and blonde. Now i am not saying that boob jobs, being blonde or tan are requirements, but they do contribute to an aesthetic that I really like. I as a young man have worked hard on my body, career and mind, and when I am ready to not fuck around, I want someone who reflects that aesthetic. I'll be damned if I get what I have started to call "the black boy discount".... I believe your woman reflects on you; she says to the world, I have invested time and effort into being with her and this relationship.... so she has got to look good.
* The Black Boy Discount: that phenomenon whereby you see athletic black men with women who are not their equal in the looks department.... now I understand that not a few of my brothers enjoy the thickness, I do too on occasion, and we all do things for some quick and easy sex, but if you believe that your woman represents you... you don't want a discount.. you want a fair transaction or a premium.
Food:
I checked out new restaurant away from my old stand-bys on this trip. Mr. Bruni at the Times recommended a place in the town I visited and I hopped in a cab to visit. I sometimes have interesting experiences as a young, reasonably athletic, non foodie looking, black man. When you sit at the bar (which is what I do when eating alone at a nice establishment - you get a spot faster and bartenders are always great to talk to) sometimes people do not give you an impressive level of service, or they try to steer you to mediocre but expensive menu options. I don't get upset but instead engage in conversation and show my knowledge of the cuisine and or the restaurant or region. Once you do that, they usually chill out/warm up and things go much better. It also helps to be a good tipper - people remember that when you come back.
Big City Partying:
I got to hang out with an attractive swinger couple one night on my trip. They were newly weds from the South but very very cool. Hubby was a little older, early 30s. Wifey was a cute to hot blonde with a great ass that I got to pinch and grab all night. It was interesting.... because I had told them some risque stories of observing the opening points of a threesome in progress thenight before at another club - where I had seen an older man flash his milf wife's bare pussy to their boy toy for the evening. They did not flinch or blanch at that ... and we kept on exchanging pleasantries. They invited me out with some other people that night and we went out partying on the town. Later on while grinding on wifey, she told me they were swingers, I told her a bit about my adventures and my hands continued to wander all evening. At one point I had my fingers under her dress, while she appeared to be having a conversation with another chica in a poorly lit room, she never objected. Too bad it seemed like they are more into playing with bifemales than MFMs. With that said, I might not want to share too if I had a wifey like that.
Now having lived in the big city for a while, I come across drugs - cocaine mainly, every now and then. I have never done anything harder than weed or viagra and I do not intend to. However some people can still be recreational drug users and still be functional. I helped hubby get some coke (as in I contributed to the pot) but told him in stern terms not to offer it to me, even if at some point in the night my curiosity grew. This led me to thinking about what I would consider my 'drugs' of choice and I would have to say that sex is my main drug:
I need it on a regular basis, I plan for it, schedule it, work for it. And I go batshit insane if I cannot get it - on my terms. Suffice to say, I did not get my fix this weekend.
My Laptop is beeping at me now, and we are about to start our descent into JFK. All in all, it is always good to leave my lovely, crazy new york, but I am glad to be back.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
A grumpy hedonist - A few random thoughts
I am pretty horny today and have been for this week. I should be happy with the fun I had over the weekend but it seems my sex drive is still out there. I masturbate at least once or twice a day and I binge on sex at the sex parties - multiple rounds with 3 women at the last one, for instance.
Yet I am so jealous of my blog friend and fellow nymag commenter (ladyinred's - http://therealladyinred.blogspot.com) ability to take down partners in the teens in the past month. I just looked at my journal and I have probably done about 7 women in the same span... all through my time at parties.
Women have it so easy.
As you all know I don't have the patience or much faith in the bar pickup (there is a reason why it is called getting lucky) ... the other night, out with girls till 4.30 am and no sex on offer just proved my point again.
Anyway, that is not why I am grumpy. I am grumpy, despite the fact I am about to head out to warmer climes for a 3 day mini vacation, because my regular vacation fuck buddy has gone awol on me. She is usually responsive, but after two days of her not answering texts and a phone call.... it looks like the hedonist has to find some replacement vacation sex.
Being the type A individual I am, I like to have things in place. Sex that I do not have to worry about at my vacation destination is one of those things. Seeing as I actually picked her up in a bar 2 years ago while on vacation (and the night before I was scheduled to meet with another couple in the same town) I should be sanguine.... but my ability to pick up is directly correlated to my mood and the absence of irritation on my part.
Combine that with a severe dose of horniness, tasks/errands that need to get done, a missed workout today and packing that has not been handled and you have one slightly grumpy hedonist. I'll get over it, but I will say this - it's not a vacation without some good, old fashioned, raunchy hotel room fucking and the probablity of that on this vacation just went below 100%.
I'll keep you all posted.
Yet I am so jealous of my blog friend and fellow nymag commenter (ladyinred's - http://therealladyinred.blogspot.com) ability to take down partners in the teens in the past month. I just looked at my journal and I have probably done about 7 women in the same span... all through my time at parties.
Women have it so easy.
As you all know I don't have the patience or much faith in the bar pickup (there is a reason why it is called getting lucky) ... the other night, out with girls till 4.30 am and no sex on offer just proved my point again.
Anyway, that is not why I am grumpy. I am grumpy, despite the fact I am about to head out to warmer climes for a 3 day mini vacation, because my regular vacation fuck buddy has gone awol on me. She is usually responsive, but after two days of her not answering texts and a phone call.... it looks like the hedonist has to find some replacement vacation sex.
Being the type A individual I am, I like to have things in place. Sex that I do not have to worry about at my vacation destination is one of those things. Seeing as I actually picked her up in a bar 2 years ago while on vacation (and the night before I was scheduled to meet with another couple in the same town) I should be sanguine.... but my ability to pick up is directly correlated to my mood and the absence of irritation on my part.
Combine that with a severe dose of horniness, tasks/errands that need to get done, a missed workout today and packing that has not been handled and you have one slightly grumpy hedonist. I'll get over it, but I will say this - it's not a vacation without some good, old fashioned, raunchy hotel room fucking and the probablity of that on this vacation just went below 100%.
I'll keep you all posted.
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