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I'm still here. Blogging just keeps getting pushed to the back burner because everyone in my family has been sick and work has been busier than usual. Hopefully I'll be able to post something in a few days.

Two Tasty Trim girls gone in less than a week. I wish you both the best, Kinky and Kathy.

Kinky was one of my original links from way back when I started this blog. She is more open and honest about her sexual desires than a lot of girls, and that makes her very easy to talk to, and very erotic to read. Her blog is still up, so if you are new around here go over there and read it while you can.

Kathy came (!) and went quickly, just as her affair did. It was incredibly hot to read her account of her time with ler lover, especially the four installments of their last night together. I hope she continues to get the passion she craves, and if it's from her husband, even better. Unfortunately, her site is no longer online.

I hope no one else is planning on closing up shop anytime soon.

My pretty, young neighbor is spending a few months at home with her parents before she and her fiance get married, so this means that I get to see her sweet figure almost every day. Even when she's all bundled up in a winter coat and hat she is still strikingly beautiful (why is that?), and just catching a glimpse of her through my living room window as she walks out to her car makes my cock stir.

So imagine my surprise when I answered a knock at the door the other day and it was her and her fiance. She said, "Hi KT, uh, so, I know this sounds weird but we're trying to change the timing belt on my car and I was wondering if you could give us a little advice."

Whoa. So I'm thinking, don't tell me she knows her way around under the hood of a car. That would be just too cool. Although I work in a very high-tech career, I'm also a car buff and a mechanic in my spare time, so you can imagine how I might get all nutty over a girl who shared similar interests. But the reality of it was that her fiance was doing the bulk of the work, and he was just looking for a few pointers, so I was quickly disabused of a fleeting fantasy that she might want me to go over to her house and spend an hour or two helping her. So much for checking out her ass while she bends over the engine.

Still, though, I'm flattered that the two of them thought enough of me to ask me for some pointers. Her fiance is a smart guy, a mechanical engineer, and he was already on the right track. He basically just wanted to make sure there wasn't an easier way to do what he was already doing. Which there wasn't. So I chatted with them for a little while, trying not to stare at her too much, and then they thanked me for the tips and went back over to their house.

Of course, I went inside and masturbated. But you knew that, right?

Regarding my post from yesterday and all the supportive comments I received...

I suppose you all have a good point. I have to feel good about it within myself. And right now I'm just not there. Still, it's tempting.

SN, you're right. There are other things I can do, and as Heather points out I have more than a few readers who are willing to help me in that department.

But curiously, it's the readers who are being flirty, yet coy and demure at the same time, that intrigue me most of all.

You know who you are. ;)

I am so intrigued by the life that Alex has. The way he has been able to compartmentalize his sex life from the rest of his married life. The way he truly loves his wife, and it shows, while at the same time he is able to have passionate sex with other women and, apparently, not feel guilty about it. I wish I could bring myself to try it. To post an ad. Not a platonic ad like last time, but a naughty ad. Should I?

No.

Yes?

Some of my readers would be disappointed in me. Others would be happy for me. The question is whether I would be happy for me. I just don't know.

Last night I went to see Bowling For Soup and they fucking ROCKED! Many thanks to Vortexia for turning me on to them. I had briefly considered asking M if she wanted to go with me, but for a variety of reasons I decided against it, and I ended up being disappointed that I hadn't asked her because there were so many other couples there. I so wanted to be one of those guys who had a cute girl on his shoulder. Next time maybe. The eye candy in the audience last night was incredible, but I didn't dare try hitting on anyone because the girls were so damn young. I want to say a good three-quarters of them were under 21, and maybe as many as half were probably not even 18, not to mention a fair number who looked to be about 10, and even one girl who couldn't have been more than 6. It's kind of interesting actually, considering that the band is fairly old and at least one of the band members is older than me. Makes me wonder what goes on backstage. Maybe I shouldn't think about it. The night before last they played in Delaware at a club which, if I remember correctly, is 21+ only, and they said the crowd wasn't nearly as wild. I guess you need those teeny-boppers to liven things up a bit.

Happy Fucking Valentine's Day.

My wife has been suitably plied, as always, with the following:

- A dozen roses in a vase
- A box of 16 Godiva chocolate truffles
- A card
- A balloon
- A card from my 4yo daughter to her, signed and decorated by my daughter
- A card from my 2yo son to her, complete with appropriate scribbles
- A balloon from me for my daughter
- A balloon from me for my son
- A romantic dinner at a fancy restaurant (this past Saturday, due to time restrictions this evening)
- A bottle of heatable massage oil for a full-body massage this evening (something she will likely refuse, but what the hey, it's the thought that counts)

As usual, I expect to get nothing. Or at least nothing that really interests me.

Those of you who are single and without a partner today, keep this in mind: you won't be getting any less than me tonight but at least you won't be out a couple hundred bucks and you'll be free to do whatever the hell you want.

Is that cynical enough?

According to the Ladder Theory men and women differ significantly in their view of what constitutes "friends of the opposite sex" vs. "potential lovers."

On the one hand, men seem to draw very little, if any, distinction between the two categories, and most men would be more than happy to sleep with their female friends, given the chance (and in some cases, enough alcohol). The fact that they are rarely given the chance is beside the point.

Women, on the other hand, tend to draw a very strict distinction between the two categories. So much so that once a man has been placed into a woman's "friends" category, there is very little chance that she will ever sleep with him no matter how close they become. Some people refer to this situation as being stuck in the "Pal Pit" from which it is almost impossible to climb out.

If all this is true (as Harry from When Harry Met Sally would have us believe), it has some potentially interesting ramifications with regard to my own life and my relationships with girls, especially if you also throw in the old saying about how men are only as faithful as their options.

Assuming I am a typical male who is only as faithful as his options and who also conforms to the Ladder Theory (I'm not saying I am, but let's just run with it for the sake of argument), this means that any time I go out with a female friend there is the potential for sex due to the unlikely (but not impossible) chance that I have not yet been relegated to her "friends" list.

Or to put it another way, in any given relationship, even a relationship that is perceived by a married man to be a "friends only" relationship, there is always the possibility for sex if for some reason the girl decides that she wants this man to be more than just a friend.

Now of course all this assumes that I don't have enough willpower to respect my marriage vows and keep my cock in my pants. I'd like to think I have that kind of willpower, but I suppose one never really knows for sure, given the heat of the moment and whatnot. On their wedding day most men are probably thinking that they have the willpower, but as time goes on that feeling clearly diminishes given the fact that something like two-thirds of all married people have had extra-marital affairs.

This also assumes that one can give some reasonable credence to the Ladder Theory.

But if all this is true it would certainly explain why I enjoy going out with female friends more than male friends. That slight chance that we could end up in bed adds a bit of "danger" and excitement to the date, even if it's not really my goal.

I don't think my sister-in-law and her husband ever have sex. They must have had sex at least once to produce my neice who is now two years old. But I remember my wife telling me about a conversation she had with her sister about a year before my neice was born. It went something like this:

my wife: You realize you guys are going to have to have sex if you want to get pregnant, right? And preferably several days in a row during the peak of your cycle.

my sister-in-law: I know, but I just don't know how to break it to [her husband] that we're gonna have to do it. And several days in a row! Are you kidding? There's no way he's gonna go for that.

Oh and, recently I asked my wife if her sister was planning on having another kid. My wife said that her sister would like to have another one, but her husband is basically refusing to have sex with her so she figures it's probably not gonna happen.

Uh... Hello?

What is WRONG with this guy???? I think he and I need to swap wives.

It occurred to me that I seem to be getting more pussy in my inbox these days than in my bedroom. One of my readers sent me an email on Sunday, but I neglected to scroll all the way down to the bottom, thus missing the beautiful shots of her sweet snatch that she had included. So then at work yesterday I was re-reading her email when...

WHOA!!

How did I miss that?!?

Thankfully I had the presence of mind to quickly scroll back up. I don't think the guy who was standing at the workbench behind me saw anything, but it was a close call. And then, of course, I was all aroused for the rest of the morning.

Anyway, thanks sweetie! Way to make me squirm at work.

Last night around 10:00 I was really starting to get bored. I hadn't made any plans for the night because my wife had led me to believe that she was going to get a babysitter so that we could go out together. But when that didn't pan out and as usual she kept evading my attempts to be amorous, I finally decided to go out to a local bar in an attempt to salvage the night.

This local bar is nothing like the big, hip, downtown clubs frequented by the college crowd and young adults. Instead, it's a small, redneck, biker bar where half of the men are in their 50's and 60's with long, scraggly beards, black Harley-Davidson t-shirts, and leather jackets, and the rest are in their 40's with flannel shirts and Caterpillar baseball caps. And then there's the women. The older women are in their 50's, easily pushing 300 pounds, and they typically sit around chain-smoking and looking angry. The rest, who I'll call the "young" ones, are usually in their 40's, maybe a few in their late 30's, and can almost always be found dancing with each other in front of the stage, dressed in tight middy sweaters or camisoles and low-cut jeans. Their bodies are trim for their age and they usually show a lot of skin, but I often figure it would still take me about ten beers before I'd be ready to go out back with one of them. And that's usually about seven beers too much, considering the only way to get to this place is by car. So, yes, it's a total dive, but it's also cheap, close to home, and it happens to have the best live music outside of the city. Plus, it's not uncommon to see some biker chik whip off her shirt and jiggle her bare tits around in the face of one of the scary-looking bearded men. Bonus.

The only real problem I have with this place is that I stick out like a sore thumb. And to make matters worse, last night I forgot about the "biker/redneck" dress code and ended up walking in there wearing a hooded, college sweatshirt, jeans, and boat shoes. But, fuck it, I thought. I'm not here to meet anyone. I'll just stand in the back, listen to the music, have a couple drinks, and mind my own business. Or so I thought. Apparently when you are younger than every man in the place by a good 10-20 years, minding your own business is not an option. To these people I imagine that I looked more like a cute kid than a 34-year-old man. Not only did I get stares from every guy in the place when I walked in, but I kept getting looks and dirty little smiles from the "young" women as they were dancing. One in particular, whose jeans were cut so low that I kept thinking I was gonna see some slit, and whose breasts were so huge that her middy sweater was having some serious trouble wrapping all the way around them, kept rubbing herself and looking my way.

For a while I tried to ignore everyone and just stood there in the back, sipping a beer and nodding my head and tapping my feet to the incredibly good music. But I guess I made the mistake of glancing at big-boob woman one too many times because before I knew it she was pointing at me from across the room and beckoning me to join her and the other women on the dance floor. I hesitated for a split second, thinking about how the men in the place were already giving me cold stares from their bar stools, but ultimately I gave in, walked out into the middle of the throng of gyrating women, and started dancing with Ms. Boobs.

And hoo-boy did she dance! If she had just shaken her little body around a bit, it would have been hot enough, but clearly that was too tame for her. She kept rubbing her hands up her bare sides, pulling that tiny sweater up almost too far, and then moving her hands down to her jeans, tracing her finger along the top of them and then moving down to rub her thighs, getting about as close to her crotch as she could without actually masturbating. And then, holding her arms above her head she would stretch that little sweater so tight against those breasts that a couple times I was amazed that it didn't pop right off and end up around her neck. She also kept caressing her bare midriff and belly button as if to point out how proud she was of her surprisingly flat stomach.

After a few songs, though, I was really starting to feel a little self-conscious given that I was basically the only guy out there on the dance floor. So I smiled and thanked her for the dance and headed back to my position against the wall. But apparently she had not had her fill, because a little while later when the band started playing a slow song she came over to me and pulled me back out onto the floor. She grabbed my left hand with her right, put her left arm around me, and pressed her hot little body up against mine. Frankly it was weird to feel those huge tits of hers against my chest. My wife has A-cups which I've always thought are very hot because of the way they look so young and perky, especially in a tight, stretchy top, but to have these huge balloons squished up against me was an entirely different experience altogether. We danced one song like that with her grinding against me, and I'm sure she could feel the buldge in my pants against her bare stomach. But after that, the band saved me by rocking out again and ending their set shortly thereafter. They said they'd be back for one more set, but I figured it was time for me to go. Who knows what that girl might have tried after getting a few more beers in her. Plus, the thought of standing around in that place for twenty minutes or so while the band took their break and while everyone else continued to stare at me didn't exactly excite me, so I left.

But hey, if any of you guys who live around here are young, single, and looking for some action and you don't care about banging a hot but slightly older woman, I would highly recommend this place. I have a feeling by the end of the night you could pretty much get anything you want. But just make damn sure you bring a condom with you as I have a feeling these girls are not exactly fresh and clean, so to speak.

The naughty side of my brain must have been working overtime last night because I woke up no less than three times during the night with a raging hard-on, and I kept drifting in and out of sleep dreaming of blogger girls. One time in particular was especially nice. It seemed that I was at my computer looking at some sort of video feed, but it was hard to make out at first. Then slowly the camera started to zoom out and I could see that I was looking close-up at a deliciously pretty pussy. Then as the camera zoomed out a little more a feminine hand entered the picture and began to gently play with the pussy, caressing and moving around in a very sensual way. As the camera continued to move out, a nice set of legs and tummy entered the picture, followed closely by a couple of beautiful breasts and then a cute head of hair. The girl was sitting up, but I never did see her face because she was looking down at her pussy, watching her hand as she explored her body and made love to herself. I do, however, have a hunch as to who it was. At some point thereafter I slipped back into a less lucid state of dreamland, still grasping my unrelenting erection. But it wasn't until just now that I actually came while thinking about who that little sweetie was. Now my chest is all covered with cum. I better go wash up.

I really hadn't intended for this to go on for days and days, but the comments keep coming in. Unfortunately I just don't have the time to respond to each and every one of you. And quite frankly, much of this discussion has gotten way off topic from the fun, sexy, laid-back site this is supposed to be. Part of that is my fault, but I do feel compelled to make one more post on this subject before I return to my regularly scheduled postings of wet pussies, wild orgasms, and all the other nice juicy things that normally grace this site.

As far as I can gather, there seem to be two major criticisms of what I did this past weekend. First, people seem to feel that I am not being honest, either to my readers or to myself, as to whether my "date" with M was purely platonic vs. something with obvious sexual undertones. The truth is that I have sexual feelings for almost every attractive girl I know, so to say that there was nothing sexual going through my mind this weekend would be a lie. Did I fantazise about taking her back to her apartment and fucking her silly? Of course. But I think that way about almost every girl. The fact is, though, that I had no intention, either before, during, or afterwards, to act on those fantasies. And as far as I'm concerned, that means that M is, and will always be, nothing more than a friend. I frequently masturbate while thinking about my female friends, my wife's friends, the mothers of my daughter's friends, the girls at work, and even my wife's sister. I enjoy flirting, and I enjoy getting turned on by women, but that doesn't mean I have a sexual relationship with them. It would be madness to suggest that the only way for me to be "just friends" with a girl would be if I have no sexual feelings for her. I would never have any female friends at all if that were the case.

The other crisicism that people have voiced is that it is not my actions this past weekend that are questionable, but rather the fact that I chose to hide them from my wife. I couldn't agree more. I'm a schmuck. I admit it. There are many things that I probably should be telling my wife, but I don't. I have said repeatedly that I would like to get to the point where I feel comfortable sharing a lot more with her than I presently do. But I'm just not there yet. Communication is a big problem in many marriages, and ours is no exception. But I'm working on it and I hope to get better at it with time. For what it's worth, if I do decide to see M again, my wife will know about it. I think I owe that to both girls, at the very least. And that's a step in the right direction.

And now...

Could we please move on? If you still have negative comments or constructive criticisms that you'd like to share with me, please send them to me via email. I promise I will read and respond to any email you send me. But as far as this site is concerned, let's make a concerted effor to get back on track. After all, this is "Koochie Taster," not "Let's Fix Andy's Marriage."

Whew.

[Woohoo! Thanks to Kayten for finding a copy of this post after I accidentally deleted it.]

First of all, I want to thank everyone for the many comments to my last post. I see that I have definitely found a way to get you guys fired up.

Although I joke and play around a lot with my fantasies on this site, I think it's important, every now and then, to take a step back and explain a little something about the real me.

The truth is that M is just a friend. She's a pretty young thing, to be sure, but she is just a friend nonetheless, and will always remain that way. Although I have an active imagination and I enjoy flirting and surrounding myself with pretty girls, the fact is that in ten years of knowing my wife I have always kept it in my pants. And because of that, whether I choose to bring M into my house, introduce her to my family, and hire her as a babysitter, should not make one bit of difference. My fantasies are what they are, but they are just that--fantasies. And the reality of it is that my wife and I could use a good babysitter right now, as we have had very few opportunities recently to spend quality time with each other away from the kids.

However, my wife, as I mentioned before, has a jealous, untrusting nature. She has been that way from the day I met her even though I am being totally honest when I say that I have never given her any cause to question my faithfulness to her. Because her untrusting nature is baggage that she brought with her to our marriage, perhaps from previous relationships, or perhaps from something she learned in childhood, it is something that she will ultimately have to deal with in counseling, but I will not let it control my life.

My wife does not and will not ever know every last detail of what I do when I'm out with my friends, and nor would I expect her to share every detail of her friendships, male or female, with me. Some of my friends she has never even met--mostly because there has never been any reason for them to drive all the way out to the suburbs to meet her.

It's reasonably easy for me to make male friendships these days because I am surrounded by men every day at work. But it is hard for me to meet new female friends, partly because there are very few women in my field of work and partly because my wife is so untrusting. And right now there is a serious, unhealthy unbalance in my life with regard to the lack of female friends that I have. Hence the ad on craigslist. Plain and simple. If I had a serious shortage of male friends in my life I might have done the same thing looking for a guy to hang with.

And although I met M in secret while my wife was out of town, I did so only because my wife's jealous nature will not allow me to meet female friends any other way. Someday I hope this will change and that I will be able to tell my wife when I am planning on meeting a new female friend and that she will understand that she has nothing to worry about with respect to my faithfulness to her.

By an interesting coincidence, my wife has finally, after years of urging on my part, agreed to resume the counseling that she needs and that we need as a couple. Hopefully this issue of M, my female friendships in general, and my wife's unwarranted, longstanding lack of trust for me will all be things that we will have an opportunity to discuss with the therapist.

We have a lot to look forward to.



[Original comments are below:]

Jealousy is a terrible thing & you are right to not let it control any part of your life. If there is no trust, what's the point?

Good luck in counseling & keep looking forward.

-Chick, http://dickandchick.blogspot.com/


You are missing the subtlety of how to go about making women friends so it is not hurtful to your marriage or causing emotional pain to wife. Please stop blaming your wife for not being understanding or being jealous. You are the one who is creating these feelings by behaving in a way that is dishonest, so it makes a loved one jealous and mistrustful. You are not acting like a trustworthy person when you are going on dates with other women.

Find a way that is truthful and healthy to your marriage to make new friends of the opposite sex.

Married people typically have an understanding that you can be friends with the opposite sex; you just cannot put up personal ads searching for dinner dates and late nightclubs when your wife is out of town!

You are deluding your self and twisting the reality of the situation. If you really need a babysitter, put an ad on Craig’s list for a sitter, you, and your wife and the kids can interview the person. If what you need is to be fucked or eat some strangers pussy then get honest with yourself and go get it out of your system so you can refocus your love on your family... or get divorced so you do not have to miss eating a stranger’s pussy on a regular basis.

-unknown


I'm another "Anon" and would like to add that what you do and speak of here is anything but "faithful". You have asked for and received pictures, you IM and webcam, and yes, you place ads and meet secretly. Add to that you spoke intimately to M about your marriage.
Think on it- your wife has evey reason to have thoughts rumbling around her head that should be recognized and validated by you.

-Anon


"Married people typically have an understanding that you can be friends with the opposite sex..." um, no...they don't. frequently they have issues with their partners having friends of the opposite sex, regardless of the innocence of said friendship, especially if that person is single. as a single woman with many male friends, believe me when i say i know whereof i speak.

i can't recall a time that kt has said he's dying to eat a stranger's pussy...perhaps i'm mistaken...regardless, even if that were his goal, are you losing sleep worrying about that??

and if all of you "anons" have such a problem with it, WHY ARE YOU HERE READING???

for the love of god, let the man write and dream and fantasize...and let him live his life the way he wants.

-cricket, http://boobsandlegs.net


everyone has a right to their opinion cricket, this is a public forum afterall.

Those two anon comments were not hateful or non-constructive enough that i think they should illicit the trite response of "then why are you reading."

Any conversation about soliciting the friendship of a member of the opposite sex outside a marriage is going to generate a response, positive and negative.

if you can't handle dissenters who challenge the thoughts and opinions of others, then maybe you should stop reading.

-Murphy


Damn.

That is all.

-Kat, http://kats_surrender.blogspot.com


Cricket, if you were flirting with my husband and trying to create a sexual relationship with him my husband would not want to be your friend for very long since he is not looking for that type of friendliness from other women.
He is a trustworthy person, as am I.
I am married for ages and all my friends are married, every one is friendly with the opposite sex. Nobody is coming on to each other in a sexual way (we have affairs and get divorcees when we decide that is what we want). What KT is doing is inappropriate and not within the realm of “friendliness” with the opposite sex while you are married. He gives his wife a reason to be suspicious and unhappy; he is looking for dates and flirting with women he meets in bars and on the internet. That is not okay in a marriage unless both parties have agreed it is okay! KT is in a marriage and he is acting like a single guy, this makes him untrustworthy and dishonest way. Worst part is he is acting naive and does not realize his beha

-dee


that was so much B.S!
u are only lying to urself, not us.

-lol


Wow..lots of comments..lots of very strong opinions. My marriage is different- it's open. Weird..not the norm but it works for us.

I never think there is a right or wrong....too many personalities, relationships etc. I guess what people feel works for them..is what it is. Not my place to judge..

-Kel


I think the thing that people are forgetting here is that Kooch is a grown man---not a child. He knows the risks and consequences of his behavior and really doesn't need a lecture... I don't think anyone here would like it if they were lectured about their own choices in life.

-Honey, http://rawhoney7.blogspot.com/


honey - well said.
each marriage is unique
and only the two people involved can truly say anything about any of it.

kooch- you said it...you have much to look forward to. and...i for one...hope it goes better than you even dream it will.

-Standing Naked


I guess I can see both sides of this however being a married woman with a very wonderful husband I feel I am more than qualified to make a stab at this.
While yes everyone has their right to state their beliefs on here everyone must remember this is someone's life you are commenting on. Unless you are the Almighty you have no right to judge.
Personally I feel Koochie is dealing with a lot in his life and I say bravo for having the guts to post it out here.
Keep going Kooch I know you will make the right decisions when you need to.

-Heather


"....I didn't do anything that would make me feel guilty. ... My only hope is that somehow I can find a way to tell my wife about M without having her take it the wrong way. I'd like to see M again, but I can't keep sneaking around indefinitely."

the problem i have is that with one hand he describes an outing with another women that had a blatent sexual undertone.

and then in a second post he tries to justify it by saying that he only did that because his wife's jealous nature would not allow him to meet friends any other way. the thing is, it doesn't sound like you're just looking for friends kooch.

personally, i could really give two moral shits if you mess around on your wife or if you don't. But by contradicting your intentions and backtracking over your own words, your story doesn't hold up and it sounds like you know what you want you just can't admit it to yourself.

-Murphy


Any marriage can have their own arrangement. Whatever works for the two people in the marriage. That is not my concern for KT who sounds like a regular decent guy in an unhappy marriage. KT has lost his moral compass about this situation. You are not yet in an open marriage, but stirring up tons of emotional conflict that is unspoken in your home and blaming your wife. People are giving you encouragement to do the wrong thing. Use the therapist to figure out your marriage before you start dating.

-dee