The sign outside said "Impulse Lingerie." I was 20 years old and had just left my 2 girls with a sitter for my first day of work. When I walked in, my tall beautiful blonde boss approached me with a jug of water in her hand. She told me that she had a client coming in an hour and she needed to finish the water before he got there. I had no idea what she was talking about, but decided it was best to just nod and smile. I soon found out what was going on when her client arrived. She grabbed a role of paper towels and walked into a room with the old man. Through the two way mirror I could see her squatting over his face. She was fully dressed except for her panties. With her skirt pushed up above her round ass I could see her legs were shaking from the strain of squatting. The yellow stream of liquid fell on his face and into his mouth. When she couldn't squat any longer, she stood, finished into a cup, and handed it to him. He smiled, drank it down, and left a pile of money on the table. What had I gotten myself into?
So, it's been awhile since I've written. I've been so busy with my alter ego. I went on a fabulous trip to NYC for a blogging conference. It was so much fun, but sadly, there was no sex in the city. I did sleep with a cute girl, but it was just bed sharing, nothing exciting. Yeah, not that kind of girl's weekend. Sorry.
It was my first time to the Big Apple, and I will definitely have to go back to explore more because there is just so much to do and see, and I just didn't have the time. Did you know there's a museum of sex?!
I did get to meet Tess aka @Urban_Gypsy and she told me about MomentumCon in DC, next April. I think hubby and I will be going. It looks like a good time. If you're interested in a conference on sexuality and feminism in new media, check it out. Maybe, We'll see each other there.