21 Dec '07 - 1:32 p.m.
It was girls night last night. Tara, aka the Toy, came over and did my wifes and daughters hair. Then my wife and daughter put highlights in Taras hair. I tried to take a picture, but everyone was adamant against it. I will probably never see her with a skull cap and bits of hair poking though it again. Honestly it was a touch of a turn on. She looked like the Borg Queen on Star Trek, The Next generation movie, 'First Contact". I forget the English actressess name who played the queen, but she pulled off a hot one there. Assimilate me! Pick me!
I kindof got my nose out of joint when I didn't get any highway head from my wife Ellie when we went to pick Tara up. It is a kind of tradition these nights. She said her stomache was a bit upset. I figured she was still upset over our arguing these past few weeks.
I drop them off at the bar and tell them to call me when they are ready to be picked up. I decided not to go there an hour before closing to sit and watch them in action, their idea, not mine.
Not one hour later I get a call, Ellie threw up! I called that one wrong. So we went to Tim Hortons, (For you American readers, Tim Hortons coffee shops ARE our national identity), and shat the shit. Some wonderfull cleavage views for me. Under the table leg stroking on the girls part. My penis was going up and down like a damned hotair balloon. I'm not much for public erections, but these two do it for me on a regular basis.
So off we go to drop Tara off. And doesn't that girl start kissing my wifes neck from the back seat. (Ellie sat in the front this one time because of her vomit breath. Tara had a hand down my wifes top. My wife had an orgasm!!!! I was amazed! Tara was sooo proud, you should have seen her grinning. She was pleased with herself.
At the coffee shop, Ellie finaly told Tara why she didn't want to go all the way with her because every girl she has gone all the way with has left her, friendshipwise, shortly after. All Tara said was take your time.
Tara wanted to go home and pick up some Baily's chocolate body paint she made and her husband wasn't interested in using. Ellie wasn't up for it but she said for how about Saturday night. Scheduling was off. I don't get it. I never said anything, but how in hell does my wife expect not to have sex with Tara after she spreads Bailey's chocolate sauce on her? Does she expect Tara is just going to use a warm washcloth and clean her up? I don't think poor Tara would be up for that idea...lol
I am certain without being told that ANY threeway between us in never going to happen. I get that from both of them, subtle non-verbal vibes. I can very easily live with that Hurt? A bit, Disappointed? You bet. Ready to end the whole idea? Not on your life. I am patient. Things will take their natural course, I will be invited in and I will do my fucking very best to make them regret not asking me sooner. Not to brag, but my tongue got us a stalker from a couple we met a swingers club, They wouldn't stop calling. I know my tongue and fingers make a potent combination.....
It has to be all their idea though, I will not risk all thats going on now for a quick threeway romp!
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all.
Well, I gotta go...Later
