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.

Bad boys vs good boys

In my experience not only are bad boys sexier, regardless of their looks, more confidant because they dont care at all if they get you or not, better in bed because this is mostly all they really have in life.
In my opinion it is better to date bad boys rather than good ones because at least you know what to expect.
When a bad boy tries to hurt you, they are usually not very smart about it, you can see them coming from miles and immediatelly defend yourself, therefore doing some dammage control.
They are quite easy to get over with and even easier to replace !


When a good man stabs you in the back......that really hurts.
You had no idea he was gonna strike, you thought he was too good and too serious to hit below the belt. Truth is.....good men are really lethal when they hurt you, they are so much harder to recover from, and you feel so dumb  for not having seen the signs.
Thats why I usually stay away from good men.
Each time I date one, Im terrified I wont see it coming and wonder when he is gonna strike. Can I allow myself to relax and feel safe around this really nice normal man ? After he stubs me in the back as they almost inevitably do, who else can I blame but my stupid self for having ignored the alarm signals that were flyng red flags all over ?
Looking back on what was said and done, one could almost pinpoint the first signs of danger, the first lies, the first withdrawals of affections, the first betrayalls. Why did we think it was our imagination ? Because that bitch was such a good man he couldnt  possibly be manipulative and cruel.
Newsflash ladies : Goodies are capable of screwing you  out far worse than bad boys ever would.
 Because goodies have the element of surprise, with bad boys you are always prepared to get lied to, manipulated and hurt in some ways.
So unless you want boyfriend/husband material......enjoy bad boys while looking over your shoulder.

Once you go black.... do you really ?

You know that old saying : Once you go black you can  never go back ?
Ive always wondered why people say that.
I  happily butterfly on from blacks to whites or latinos without hesitation.
It is not the color of the man that makes the lover, rather his sex appeal.

I am a great lover of black men, it has been my good fortune to befriend and be intimate with many of them and I can truely say they are wonderfull !!
The contrast of the black and white skin alone is quite a turn on, and what about that smooth skin, those hard muscles, the perfect teeth,those sexy low intimate voices ? the friendly smiles ? Not to mention the warmth, loving and sexiness of most black men. Most black lovers not only give fabulous sex on tap but  they also love to cook for their women, and talk and giggle. Isnit fantastic ?
Americans, British, French and African black men........yummie yummie yummie all of them, thats all I can say.
By now you might have guessed that I love my black lovers.
However, I dont love them exclusively. Why should I ?
Any man,  no matter his colour or  nationality or looks has something to offer.
There are numerous qualities in black lovers , like they are generally well endowed and they can shag for a long time without coke or viagra BUT most of them refuse to give oral sex, they think its gross but they love receiving it. They are so cuddly and kissy BUT after a few dates they will want a relationship, wanting you to commit and be faithfull while still dating lots other women thinking its perfectly allright, Africans especially are demanding this way. They are horrified if you cheat on them but conveniently forget their own daliances. This is less of a problem with european black men. White men may not always go on and on for hours BUT most of them love going down on women even on one night stands, white men cringe at the word "relationship" ( convenient for  me ) and will only cook for you and pester you if they really are into you. Latinos are all about having fun, dancing, laughing, having sex. They already know it wont get serious and dont pretend otherwise.....ahhhh you gotto love Latinos !
Therefore once you go black of course you can come back and return and come back and come again and go back on white or latino lane before diving into black sea again and return.!
Enjoy the rides and screw preconceived ideas.

Merry Christmas everybody ! love and kisses !

Dear readers
I wish you a merry Christmas or a happy Hanooka, rebirth of the new sun or simply a wonderfull couple of days off, whatever your beliefs might be.
Let me take this opportunity to thank you very much for reading my blogg. I thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Merci, Danke, Ta, Domo Arigato, Grazie,Spaciva, Gracias, Obrigadinha, Hvala liepo, Kussenem, Rumba Nandri.

Those of you who are blessed with a familly, loyal friends or even a loving dog or cat, Im happy for you.
Those of you who are all alone, whatever the reason may be..........know that
there is always someone who will think of you.
Wherever you are at this time of your life, working on an oil rigg, serving a  humanitarian mission in some far away land, sitting in a wheel chair, risking your life in a dangerous job, queuing up for a warm soup at "les restos du coeur" or crying yourself to sleep over your ugly divorce, licking your wounds after another broken heart, maybe you are on a hospital bed on pain medications or perhaps you are depressed watching the world go on without you.
It will get better, maybe not right this instant, but it will get better, life never stagnates and things do improve, life will be worth living again someday.
So dont be too sad or scared, do not intoxicate your body with drinks and drugs ( these only make matters worse).
Remember you are unique and you have value, no matter what anyone might say. So chin up and relax, lets make 2011 as enjoyable as we each can.

As to me, I have chosen to turn down 3 booty calls this week because at Christmas Im in familly mode. shopping for presents, writing cards, stoking on lots of groceries so that I can hybernate a little and perusing over new recipes so that I can cook a feast for my familly although I always end up cooking a good old fashioned turkey dinner !
Im also in business mode , checking bills, doing accounts and planning january business already.
So not in the sex queen mood during the hollidays but thats ok because there is a time for everything.
I will go back hunting next year, I mean next month, since good sex burns calories faster than swimming or jogging ever could. There's a brilliant excuse to pig out and have lots of great calories burning sex if I ever heard one ! lol

this is so silly and so funny it is sure to make you laugh