Nerds can be hot, who knew ?

I had the surprise of my life yesterday. After a flu and a bad cold, I had a three weeks dry spell. Shagbuddy number two would not go anywhere near me as long as I had this cold, and I absolutely cannot call back shagbuddy number one after I have been  ignoring  him each saturday for the past two months. I want nothing to do with my two former stalkers and there in nothing new on the market lately. Everyone is either married or taken.
The usual guys hit on me again and again but I really dont feel turned on by this as it robs me of the fun of hunting.
I  rang Mike, this really really hot nigerian that I hadnt seen in many months and when I sweet talked him into a date, he answered that now that he is 36, he wants to have a woman of his own. A woman who loves and support him, not just a playmate, and by the way it is my fault if we dont have a relationthip because this and this and this. I wished Mike well and grabbed my cat for a cuddle in front of a romantic comedy.
Bloody men !
Yesterday I felt so horny I even told a girlfriend at lunch that if I did not find anyone nice to hump soon, I would jump on the post man if I had to.
Finally I saw someone staring at me at the food counter where we were filling our plates. He looked like a older student, the kind who goes to school well in his thirties and still lives and dress like a college kid.
He was slightly taller than me, slim, wore glasses and had a sweet shy smile. What was I suppose to do with that ? He initiated a conversation about bio vegetables and I notice he had intelligent green eyes and a receeding hairline. Everyone knows I am not into smart men but I was desperately horny and he was something new. We exchanged numbers and he promissed to call later. When he did I pretended to want to show him this extremely interesting nutrition book and he pretended he really wanted to borrow it, right now.....
James turned up ten minutes after our phone call, he was parked right in front of my building. We had some tea and small talk, I wondered what I was doing since he was not all all my type of man. Everything about him screamed intellectual nerdy computer geek but......
But I liked the way he looked at me, with gentleness and his voice felt like a caress on my skin. I took the initiative to cup his face between my hands and kissed  him and  then.....fireworks started.
Undressing me slowly, kissing my body voluptuously, driving me crasy with desire and making it last. Wow, there is a lot to be said for nerds. Once the glasses were off, his green eyes were feasting on my face. After we climaxed together, I just laid there holding him in my arms. He cupped my breast and kissed my eyelids gently.  I couldnt help noticing that he had surprisingly rough hands for a man possesing such culture. James asked where I was and I did tell him it was funny how his speech and his look screamed office worker but his hands said farm labourer.
James giggled and revealed that he is in fact a surgeon ! He often needs to scrub and disinfect his hands and that what ruins his skin.
A surgeon !
Last time I dated a surgon I was so bored we didnt go beyong kissing and I found an excuse to leave.
James, however,  really does not look surgeony at all, with his black jeans and his laptop in a blue backpack. I always maintained educated men were lousy in bed but James changed my opinion now. He marvelled at being so relaxed and making love to a complete stranger in the early evening instead of focusing on his many responsibilities and working hard all the time like a good surgeon should, I pointed out that he is absolutely entitled to have some pleasure break occasionally, this should help keep him on top of things and stress free. As he left, he turned around for a last kiss. We know it is only a one shot but it felt soooooo good, especially after such a long dry spell. This morning I googled him and discovered that he said the truth, yeap some men do that, but he is bigger that he said.  Two  surgeries in two cities and he is so humble about it ? Nerds are definetely worth doing. Yay nerds !

no condom, no sex !

Last night I had a really unpleasant experience. I attended this jamaican party with a hottie who has been after me for months, I never had time for him until last night. I really wanted to go there with someone else but since the someone else had his nose right up in the air I decided I would wash that man right out of my hair and go on a date with another one. So far so good.
During the party , he wouldnt dance much because he was tired of a long week work, so was I but the music was just too wonderful to resist. Then he said he was saving his energy for me...at 39 ? I had already told him that im 50 and have no interest in a relationship, he was fine with that.
I showed him a couple of condoms and insisted that if something happened between us he had to wear condoms, otherwise it would not happen, he was fine with that too.
He kept pestering me about how much he wanted me and how hot his desire was and and and. Around 2 am, I gave in and we drove to my place.
Once in bed, I put a condom on him at a strategic time and he moaned about the condom being a little tight. Later on he moaned about the condom getting in the way of feeling everything. He moaned and moaned till he came. Afterwards he moaned some more about it and he fell asleep !
Since I know him to be a nice normal person, an informatician and not a thug, I let him sleep while my cat and I watched a movie.
A couple of hours later, he woke up and I naturally jumped on him because I loooove morning sex. What do you think happened ? The idiot tried to get inside without covering his manhood ! I quickly pulled out a condom and put it on him before he could go anywhere and we started doing it. I had not even began to enjoy myself that he was again complaining that it is way better without condoms ! After a moment he got out and took his condom off. That was my cue to get up and get dressed. Why dont men ever listen ?
I warned him, he accepted it and he bitched about it the entire time ? Is the dude retarded or doesnt he read the papers ?
To make matters worse he admitted he has a steady girlfriend he goes bareback with, so he knows the difference and by the way we need to be discreet because of her. I stayed calm and politely asked him to leave before I would vomit.
Dude !
Not only did the idiot lied to me by pretending he was ok using condoms, he tried to force me to change my mind AND he made me do something I totally disapprove of. He made me cheat on his girlfriend !
Had I known he was in a serious relationship I would not had given him a second look but he lied. Why do men lie constantly ?
Furthermore, his poor girlfriend trusts him enough to sleep with him without any protection and he wants to cheat on her bareback with  women he hardly knows ?
What if someday he does this with a women who carries an infection ?
His girlfriend would be infected too. Because of his stupidity.
All in all it was a very unpleasant sexperience that could have turned  nasty.
Ladies, when a new man tried to go bareback, there is no room for discussion.
Just say NO.
There are a few smart men out there who know they must cover up.
The whole thing has put me so off, I think I will take a week off sex or so, to get balance again. yuck !

The hot portuguese waiter from Interlaken.

A few weeks  ago I attended a conference in the picture pretty town of Interlaken, during lunch break some colleagues and I went into this posh restaurant to carry on talking about current subjects while we ate.
As I ordered my lemon sauce raviolis I glanced at the waiter then back at my menu then back at the waiter and noticed  he had intense brown eyes and a serious amount of latino badboy charm while beeing classy at the same time.
He wasnt smiling at me but his eyes were saying that he was interested in giving me much more that delicious food to feast on.
I dismissed the thought as wishful thinking on my part, how could that hot young thing want me at first sight ?
When said hot young thing brought me my plate he stared at me again wordlessly, as he brought my colleagues their plates, he always paused and gave me a sexy stare for a nano second. They all started to eat and talk shop while I tried to focus on the conversation.
Hot young thing, was standing behind a counter doing something by the till and was still staring at me with shiny eyes. I did what any responsible adult woman would do in such a case :
 I pretended to go to the bathroom to see if he would make contact with me.
He didnt, oh man I must have read him wrong ! Lets go back to my lunch before embarassing myself any further.
As I open the bathroom door to leave,  the hot waiter was standing in the door frame, staring at me again, but this time he was smiling.
" Give me your number and adress , I want to make passionate love with you" he said with a sexy rocky voice , was that a spanish accent I was hearing ?
" I live in Zurich"
" I have a fast car "
" As it occured to you one of those men Im having lunch with, might be my husband  and you might be  assuming a lot? "
" No way, Ive been watching your body language and you are not with any of them, but you are looking at me, I know you want me "
" I do" I whispered. giving the gorgeous spaniard my business card.

After that I could relax and get on with lunch and conversation, when we all left, the hot waiter helped me put my coat back on, which I would have normally refused but I wanted some kind of contact. And he did take the opportunity to caress my neck discretly while pretending to help with my coat.
Yum ! this was gonna be good.

When the conference was over I took a train to go back home and re read the notes I had been taking, my thoughts went back to the posh restaurant and the hot spanish waiter.
Did it really happen ? Will he actually call ? Man I wish I had at least kissed him, given him a taste of things to come..... but this guy is like the wind, he just appears, makes a strong impression and vanishes again.
Nah he's not gonna call, maybe he collects girls numbers for a kick but doesnt go all the way or maybe I misunderstood, or maybe DIIIIIIIING DIIIIIING
a text appeared on my phone screen :
I will be at your house at 11pm tonight, Rafael.

YAY ! Its for real ! yay im getting laid tonight ! and by a strong silent type latin lover yay !

I had been ready for an hour when Rafael rang the bell, excited as I was.
I practically run to the front door then decided to play cool and slowed down a little then I decided it didnt matter, who cared what he will think I was gonna enjoy this mucho macho like there's no tomorrow.

Oh what a night.
Rafael walked in  without a word, extremely confidant, pushed me agaisnt a wall while kicking the door shut behind him. Kissed me till my head was almost spinning , he looked at me and started undressing , throwing his clothes on the floor, ( wait a minute.... Versace ? Valentino ? how does a waiter afford these kind of clothes ? ). He walked like a tiger, had the natural elegance of one too  and opened each door till he found my bedroom..... he tilted his head to signal me to come over, could he be sexier ?
Rafael still had some Armani boxer shorts  on,  as he admired  all the candles that I had  set , the beautifull bedding, the romantic Joao Gilberto music, the sexy atmosphere I had  prepared for us.... looked  like he apreciated it, Rafael turned  around and said : ven aqui meu amor. 
A portuguese ! again ! oh man ! I must remember not to have anything to do with him after tonight.
For now lets just enjoy the ride.
And what a ride it was...a mix of rough and gentle , kissing my neck sensously one minute and pulling my hair the next, riding my body furiously then making sweet love, groping hard and touching softly, almost yanking my head off when he came, then sucking my toes slowly, that guy was  driving me absolutely crasy with the things he was doing to me !

And this ocean of sensuous madness kept waving over me till 3 am !
I was laying there trying to catch my breath  marvelling at what you can get out of a posh Interlaken restaurant, lol.
Rafael picked up his ridiculously expensive designer watch and declared he had to back to Interlaken to prepare breakfasts, he was showered and dressed in a flash and gave me one last really long orgasmic kiss and left without a word.
Multi orgasms and barely a word ? my kind of guy.
That guy was like the wind, he appeared, made a really strong impression and vanished...

(I watched him drive off noisily in his Porshe, from my window and, wait ! he has got a Porshe ? what kind of waiter drives a Porshe ? Who cares anyway ?)
That was one of the best one night stand ever, not the best, but one of them.
The next day I was covered in bruises and could barely sit down but that was fine because that had been a really phenomenal shag.
A tad violent maybe but that was only once. I would not want that regularly.

I never rang Rafael again and neither did he, its awsome how we understood each other barely talking , 2 adults meeting for just one night of fabulous sex and parting on a great memory.
One night stands should always be like this, perfect and without follow ups.

Clumsy Dylan

Dylan  is not my type of man at all.

He is white, short, shy,  Albanian, not circumcised, 30 years old, 19 years younger than myself,  nowhere near my type of man.. However he made me laugh so hard when we were both queuing up in a shop that l looked at him differently and wondered  what he would be like in the throws of passion.

Next time l run into him l cheekily hit on him, he was very surprised and asked me out for coffee, l cheekily answered l dont drink coffee, how bout a shag ? He went bright red and litterally run away, then came back and asked if l meant that. I gave him my adress and we decided to meet at 5 pm.

When he turned up, late, he seemed scared, said he was married and had never cheated on his wife, which is fine because i dont want to get involved anyway.
 So l suggested he just drink his coffee and leave because nothing would ever happen that he wouldnt want.
Instead he felt instantly relaxed and french kissed  me passionately.
For a man who had never cheated before, he sure knew what he was doing and we went quite far that evening. We parted on a french kiss, confidant that was a nice experience with no impact of any kind.


I didnt see Dylan for weeks after that because of the Xmas break and some important things going on in my life too. When l did see him again, in the shop, he was behaving very strangely, first he was sweet, saying he had worried about me not beeing around at all, awwwww.
Then he switched to a perv saying he dreamt of threesoming with me (what ?) and have i tried anal sex (yuck !) and making all sorts of weird sexual innuendos, and then  he announces that his wife is 4 months pregnant so he needs to be a good boy now !(yo buddy you really hadnt notice your wife was pregnant a few weeks ago  !). I must have looked disgusted  because he started to apologise , saying he is not a perv and and and. Just as i relaxed he goes into dirty old man mode again ! WTF !


Either the dude has MPD or he got a taste of something he likes so much that he is like a kid locked in a candy store, wanting it all at once but Dylan  cannot control his impulses. For me it is a done deal, there is no more where this came from. For him, its like a fantasy he feeds on, when he sees me he just comes over and tell me he cant stop thinking of my mouth and has to work hard to keep his mind of me ! then he takes a step back and try to be a funny guy again then he acts weird again. Could he be more unsecure ? more clumsy ?
What he does is not even sexy anyomore and i wonder if maybe l should feel insulted at some point.
In fact I decided to tell the bozo never to hit on me again unless he is prepared to go all the way, l hate teases!

One night stands save time

With one night stands You get immediate satisfaction without bothering to go trough boring dinners and conversations with a guy you just want to undress while he talks about football.
Sometimes a one night stand is so wonderfull that you come back for more and it can develop into a very nice "sexual friendship" where both of you meet every so often to have great no string attached passion and walk away to happyly move on with your life.
This happened to me with Byron, Mark and Djawad......hmmm nice !

However sometimes something goes wrong and you are relieved not to have anything to do with the creep again. Great gain of time.
If a man is sexy, hot and even great in bed but post sex turns out to be boring, arrogant, perverted or just plain stupid.....well you are real happy you found out straight away instead of going trough weeks of dating just to be disapointed afterwards, wouldnt that be a huge waste of time ???

One night stands ???

Today : I think the best sex ever with any man, any relationship is the first night. When he does his best to impress you and his primal instincts are to make you remember him as THE MAN ! After a while we all figure this out, so why oh why do we not just stick to one night stands ! Or at least leave a while between two dates with the same guy ? Does anyone have an explanation why we keep makink the same sily mistake over and over again ????