Friday, March 10 2006  

Kats_Desire83 37F
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3/10/2006 5:28 am
Friday, March 10 2006


Sometimes I wonder how I find time to do anything. I seem to thrive on being as busy as I possibly can. A typical day lately seems to involve working late followed by some kind of social function. Hell, it's even become more difficult scheduling in some sex. Last night I went straight from work to dinner with friends. About halfway through, as the meals were being put in front of us I'm already wondering how I could work getting laid into the evening. Nobody at the table was a possible, so what's a gal to do? So, I'm eating my meal, mentally trying to figure out who I could call after dinner that wouldn't mind a real slam-bam kind of fuck. I mean, I have to be up at 6am, so no long, slow foreplay tonight. Sadly, the best possibility was out of town. In today's techno age though, all is not lost. He answered his cell, agreed to head back to his hotel room as I was driving home.

Okay - it wasn't a perfect solution. I do have a real, adult-type date tomorrow, so I can probably hold out. *grin*

Anyway, that leads me to the idea of another story. As both men and women become busier, wouldn't it be wonderful to find someone that would be available when you just need some nice, no-strings sex?

Working Title: Schedule Me In

In Brief: A busy working woman decides to go looking for some no-strings sex.

Characters:

Cynthia - busy career woman - horny, but no time for a relationship
Ryan - answers her ad and gives her everything she's asked for - maybe too well
Sheila - a friend of Cynthia who perhaps offers another option
Steve - Cynthia's next door neighbor, a little nosey, but a good guy

Section #1 - A Decision

Single white female.... hell, that brought up vague memories of a movie of the same name. A movie I hadn’t seen in its entirety, although I’d seen enough to stay away from the connotations. I hit the backspace key and started again.

Busy female executive seeks partner, willing to be scheduled in. Higher than average sex drive, combined with lower than average free time...

Oh hell, maybe I should just say, “Horny as hell, wanna fuck?”

The cat, of course, had nothing to add to the conversation. It had been weeks, even months perhaps since I’d indulged in any kind of sex, with anyone. There had been dinner invitations from time to time. Frankly though, I’d decided that I just didn’t have time for that kind of thing. Sure, it would be nice to have someone to come home to. The thing is, romance and companionship take time to develop. With the huge influx of business at the company, time was something I lacked.

Usually once a month I force myself to go out to dinner with friends of mine. Its not that I don’t like seeing them, I do. We’ve been doing this for years now. Lately though I spend most of the time listening to stories about spouses, boyfriends, and even children. And not positive ones at that. Okay, maybe it is a letting off steam kind of thing. I’m just beginning to wonder exactly what I’m missing? At the moment, what I miss most is sex.

Not love-making, or even fucking. I’m talking about sex.

I want to feel a body next to mine. I want someone familiar with my body pushing all the right buttons. I just don’t want to have to play all the relationship games. I simply don’t have time. So, that’s when the idea of a personal ad came to mind. Surely there must be someone out there who wouldn’t mind a little regular sex now and then?

An hour later I had something together that I thought might do. I had already found an online personals site that seemed to have enough listings that were in my area. I’d set up a new screen name on MSN, so I was all ready to go. A few moments of last minute jitters and I made my mind up to just do it. Fifteen minutes later my ad was posted for the world to see. I must have checked the mail account at least a dozen times in the first hour. Did I really expect an answer that quickly? No, but you never know.

After a while I decided I was just being too desperate. I signed off and finished up my evening chores, going to bed at the usual time. That means early. The morning found me groggy and in a rush to get out the door. Work was busy, leaving me little time to think of what might await me at home. I was driving home the next night when I finally thought about it again. There was a little rush of excitement when I thought about what I might find when I got home.

When I logged on to the sound of ‘you’ve got mail’ I wasn’t really surprised. The moment the list came up though, I have to say I was shocked. It’s probably a good thing I didn’t get a total count. There were at least a couple of dozen messages. I started reading through a couple, with growing disappointment. Most were illiterate and crude. Some suggested things I didn’t even want to think about, much less do.

It didn’t take long to realize that there weren’t any possibilities among these responses. I was a little down about the whole thing. It hadn’t started out as I had expected. A few more nights of the same routine, and I was getting ready to pull the ad completely. On the fifth night there were a couple that weren’t too bad. About a week later I finally found one man that tempted me to reply.

Was I insane? Probably. I definitely was ready to take the plunge.

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