You stay up so late having such a good time that you get almost no sleep in at all, and then it takes forever for you to motivate yourself and mobilize your body out of bed. You remember what a great time you had, but gosh! You desperately need to take a day off.

Lucky for me, I don’t have to work to support myself. I just let my hubby do the breadwinning. Since he spent the night out of town, I didn’t get disturbed by him getting up, and I was able to sleep until 10:00 am. It’s soo nice you can do that when you have guys supporting you and your needs.

Pretty simple, after all. I need to have fun, and he needs to make sure that I do. A fair trade if I do say so myself. But you knew that, or if you didn’t, you do now. That’s just the way it is, when you’re an inferior male who knows his place and lives to support a superior female, like me.

Tou are helpless in the presence of a female. You find us just awe-inspiring. It’s because we’re all superior to you. But you knew that.

…until tomorrow night. I’ve got the house to myself until then, so I think I’ll be planning something a little special for tonight.

Today’s the day I take apart the chandelier and wash all the crystal dangles (bleh), but doesn’t it look seductive when they are gleaming! Candlelight and wineglasses would complete that romantic picture. But I’m not going be bored waiting around until then. The plan is to get the college student across the street to take care of it for me. He seems like such a nice boy, and I’m sure he’ll do a little something for me.

It’s just a matter of getting on a stepladder…HIM getting on a stepladder so I can get them down without having to change into ugly shoes. I like getting guys on stepladders to have them do favors for me. It’s a nice view, and then I’ll have plenty of opportunity to get up close and personal. “Oh, can I SEE that? Oops, sorry…”

Well, maybe it won’t happen exactly that way, but sooner or later it will. It’s just a matter of hours. I’ve seen him glancing at me, but he probably doesn’t even realize I’m scoping him out, too. Guys aren’t that subtle or observant when they’ve got women on their minds, which is why it is so easy to read them and get what you want out of them.

Tonight is, well actually I’m having my girlfriends over for a quiet dinner, which I don’t get to do when my husband is around. We’ll get to talk about clothes and shoes, makeup, girl things like that, so we can recharge our girl batteries and get up to date on things we don’t get to talk about when he’s here and we’re busy laughing at him.

I’m sure he thinks I’m having an orgy here tonight. I’ll let him keep thinking that. I do have an image to maintain, you know.

and anybody else I feel like telling about how pathetic you are.

But seriously. I’ve finally got a blog, and within a few days I’m going to have myself a real live webpage.

Why on earth would I say you were pathetic? Well, you’re reading this, aren’t you? It gives you little tingles thinking about it, doesn’t it?

I am really enjoying myself, having just one heck of a time. I like the cuckold lifestyle so much that it’s not enough to do it to my husband. I’ve decided to cuckold guys like you over the phone.

I’m really a nice girl, a sweet girl. Everybody thinks I’m the proper wife. Nobody would ever believe I could suddenly turn so nasty on them and turn out to be a cuckoldress. That makes it so much more fun when I twist the knife and start hearing those little moans.

Why, your little weewee is hard as a little rock already, isn’t it? I am so laughing at you as you start to rub it…