Showing posts with label eye candy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label eye candy. Show all posts

Monday, November 22, 2010

Thanks For Inviting Me To Be A Cougar




Hi, all you cougars!

Sure, I’d like to challenge myself to be a cougar. But damn, I’m torn. I have a dozen young men on payroll. It would feel like raiding a high-school basketball game when my boys were playing. I try to stay away from the jobs because I don’t want my foreman to think I’m second-guessing him, but I do so love to watch them wrestling balled and burlaped trees into holes they’ve been digging. Especially in mid-summer, when they take off their T-shirts because they’re so hot and sweaty, watching those muscles bunch and strain, well, it’s enough to make me want to go for it.

I can just see the next ad I place in the paper: “Landscaper with twenty years’ experience looking for hard-bodied men not afraid to sweat or expend energy. Must be between 25 and 35.”
But suppose I do find someone way younger? What would my employees think? That I’m robbing the cradle? That I’m fair game? Eeek! They’ll send the State Police after me.
Giselle

P.S. Thanks to Rissa, I found this photo of the type of hunk I’d like to meet. She told me about Nicole Austin’s inspirational pix. Whew!

Monday, October 11, 2010

One man or two, if he's younger I've got a wee problem, don't I?

This hot affair of mine with Trey and Gage is nothing like I have ever known, it is so thrilling.

But this afternoon, an acquaintance in town (whom I KNOW is just pea green with envy) saw me with both men and called me "a lucky old thing."

Suddenly, I'm not as concerned about the folks I've known for years, as I am the reaction of my only child, my son who soon comes home for the weekend.

Rissa, you have children. Tell me what you said to them. How you broke the news that you loved a younger man. I am in such a mess here, upset at myself, shocked and heart-broken, too, that I might just be a coward after all!

Autumn, you live near a small town. How do you deal with what others’ think of your relationship with a man who is younger than you are?

Lori, why do I have this feeling that I need to be just like everyone else?


Monday, October 4, 2010

Just only one good man, but two???

Be careful what you wish for, right? No sooner did I say I wanted to find a man and accept the Challenge and I've got TWO men walking in my door. Turns out they are friends of my best friend's fiance and here to stand up for him at the wedding.

But my problem now is not finding a younger man I could be attracted to, but choosing only ONE! Both men are absolutely to-die-for scrumptious and heaven knows if either one is even available, let alone open to a short romp with an older lady. Both of them are now upstairs sleeping. (I did tell you that I run a Bed and Breakfast here in town, didn’t I? I use it whenoften, especially with folks who are coming into town for the weddings I plan need a place to hang their hatsing in and out of town for the weddings I plan.)

But ALL suggestions for what to do are so welcome!

Monday, September 27, 2010

One Man of My Own? Please!

Dear Cougars, HELP! I've told you how I live in a small ranching town of two thousand--and trust me, I have looked for a man to warm my bed. Old or young, no man lives within shouting distance who thrills me! A young man in my bed sounds like a swell idea. Someone who has the stamina and the energy to give me one heart-pounding night of non-stop love.
But how can I take the Cougar Challenge if I can't find one?
I'm a widow. For five years running. And lonely.
I had a marvelous marriage and I miss my husband. But life goes on...and I feel it's going on without me.
I've read these books. I LOVE this COUGAR CHALLENGE. The women are gutsy, taking their lives into their own hands.
But a younger man?
Come on.
Really?
What can a younger man know what an experienced woman wants?
I like men. I love men. But damn, if I can find one in my one-horse town who appeals to me. Young. Old. Somewhere in between. Nada here in southwest Texas, honey.
And like the song goes, I'm not talking about forever, baby. That would be too demanding. I'm just talking about hooking up and hanging out. I'm just talking about tonight. And heart-pounding, inventive, scrumptious sex.
Are you a lady of a certain age with similar aspirations?
If so, tell me what I do, where I go to find a man with great moves and a love of women who adore sex. Hmm?
Crazy in Texas

Friday, April 9, 2010

Just Say No...

to tighty whities! Come on guys, there are so many other more interesting options to choose from. Boxers, briefs, snug boxer-briefs. And my personal favorite--commando. Yum!

Friday, March 5, 2010

Whatcha-ma-call-it

I don't know if there's a name for it or what its called but I am in complete and total lust with that sexy deeply indented V that angles down and inward from a man's hips toward his pelvis. You know what I'm talking about? That delicious groove that makes a woman wanna trace it with her tongue. No, well I have pictures--a perfect six-pack. I'll show, you tell me if there's a name for it other than yummilicious. *BWEG*










Tuesday, December 1, 2009

He Can't Be Real!

I see a guy like this and have to wonder how much of his appeal is due to airbrushing, digital manipulation and photoshop trickery.

Come on, ladies. How many of you have ever seen a real man--not some model in a picture--but a real man in real life who looks that good? Well, other than the gorgeous cover models at RomantiCon of course. Those guys are some of the sexiest men on the face of the earth!

But this guy, he wouldn't last 10 seconds in the real world without women trying to trip him and then fall all over him.

Sure, I've seen plenty of hot men before but...dayum! Nobody is that perfect. He's definitely wet dream fantasy material though. Oh yeah, I can see everyone racing for the fresh batteries and toys already. *BWEG*

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Ever So Thankful!

I was having a difficult time getting into the holiday mood and then I stumbled upon something that changed my entire outlook. Gottta love a man who knows how to heat things up in the kitchen! Delicious!

Happy Thanksgiving!