The return of Boy Toy – or was it?

So Lanae emailed me and told me they are starting this blog again. I had a blast the last time, and yes, believe it or not, Hardcore Anita Hardon is still available.

I have NO desire to slow my roll but I have been being much more mindful of keeping myself safe. you know, condom-wise? after all, I have kids who need me!! well, to be honest, safe also with my head and my heart.

So what are my latest antics?

Hmm, what can I tell you…

While Lanae & Alyssa seemingly tamed over the past year, i’ve been having lots of fun. picking up guys has never been tough but I did go through a period where there was a theme of shaming, where guys were trying to make me feel bad for being sexual. fuck that noise. if they don’t like it, they don’t need it from me. Ah, east coast uptight men.

I guess I’ll stay in the (relative) present though. There is an old beau – remember Boy Toy? well, we have not gotten together sexually recently but he did hunt me down via fb at an party i was attending. he recently broke up with the PYT he’d been dating and was wanting to hook up again. when he arrived though he was pretty drunk, had cabbed it over to where i was. i had not seen him for like 3 years! and DAMN he still looked gooood. we danced together. kissed quite a bit. did the bump and grind on the dance floor. he is sooo good at that bump and grind! i always loved his cockiness – when i told him his kisses were so good, he replied “duh.”  lol still putting the “boy” in Boy Toy. we were getting hot and heavy but here’s the thing; i sensed he was missing the recent ex. call me crazy but i just got the sense that fking this guy was not going to make either of us feel all that good. besides he was pretty tipsy, how good was that sloppy sex going to be? so when he repeatedly asked me to go home with him, i politely declined. I just wasn’t feeling it. eventually, he walked out slowly, and motioning for me to join him, and watching me to see if i’d come. but i didn’t. it just wasn’t in me. plus i WAS having a great time hanging out and partying with my friends.

it was a bit of validation that Boy Toy came back after all that time. maybe there’s still something there?


A trip out of town doesn’t disappoint

I went away for a weekend with a girlfriend to New York City. this gf is also a divorced mom w kids and we get together to tear it up. this weekend ended up a little differently though…

i have a guy from my first job after college with whom i’m friends – he was in product development and i was in marketing communications. we were never intimate but there seemed to be a bit of the good ‘ol sexual tension in the air. although nothing ever happened with that because he got engaged & married right away. it’s been YEARS since we last saw each other but through the magic of fb we stayed friends. we don’t live in the same city anymore and in recent years he’d gone through a separation and subsequent divorce from that college sweetheart. he happened to be in NYC the same weekend we were and so he invited my gf and me over for drinks at his pied a terre. we went and all of us caught up on our lives and were enjoying the nice bottles of red and the charcuterie plate he set out. lots of good times and laughs.

when he went in for another bottle, my gf leaned over to me and said, “you guys need each other. he’s very lonely. and i know despite your tough act you’re lonely too”. that actually made me choke up! she was right. i’ve been wanting to spend time with one person and while fully aware this friend was not that goal, i knew she was right. he returned and she politely bowed out, taking a cab back to our hotel.

we chatted for a while longer and a few more glasses later we both acknowledged that it was getting late. he offered me to crash there and i took him up on it. i changed into a borrowed T shirt and crawled into bed. he got ready for bed as well and crawled in next to me. we snuggled for exactly 2.5 seconds before the kissing started. it was very niiiice.

i must give a lil background here: Brand is a brainy guy. hot, successful, a dream in many ways. he shared with me that he had not been with another woman since his wife – and they were together for 19 years. um, WHAT?! that’s a helluva lot of pressure to lay on a girl. given i was not expecting this i did not have supplies. given that he was not a player he did not have supplies. Anita don’t bareback ANYONE, not even a celibate man who hadn’t had sex in the last 3 years with his wife and who’d been divorced for a year. He’s a real great guy who focused on work and trying not to be depressed at his lack of intimacy – can you imagine relying solely on masturbation for getting off?? I can’t. well, i told him it was up to him if he wanted to have sex, that i was up for it if that’s what he wanted. but if that’s what he wanted we would need to go somewhere and get condoms. he absolutely did. ok, so now at about 3 am on a saturday night, we got out of bed. i put on the tshirt and my heels and my blazer. he dressed in somewhat normal clothes. we jumped into the cab and drove to CVS.

at CVS we must have looked like total idiots. uh huh. you KNOW why we’re there based on what i’m wearing. we find the condoms right away and guess what was playing on the Muzak? Damned Lionel Ritchie singing “Eaasaay. I’m easy like Sunday mooorn’aan, yeeeaaah”.

i nearly peed my pants. it wasn’t bad enough for me to be doing the “strut of fuck yeah” (the walk of shame to those of you used to slut shaming, sex-negative terms) in a Tshirt and heels but I gotta hear that too?  so funny. we bought the condoms and got out of there pronto.

when we got back home, i made sure to let him know once again we did not need to continue if he didn’t want to. this *was* his maiden voyage post divorce and all. but he insisted this was what he wanted. tell you the truth, i was honored. and in an odd way i felt like this was really safe. we knew each other. we grew up together in that first career; goofy hang outs at happy hours, weekends with lots of mutual friends, things you do in that first job and when you’re young just out of college. kind of beautiful.

so we climbed back into bed. we start kissing again. things arise to the occasion so to speak. there in the dark, we cracked open a condom. I rolled it on to his cock and wondered if i’d done something wrong because it wouldn’t roll to the base. we kept going and when it got to the point where he penetrated me… holy… what was that?? um, wow. big. too big? whatever equipment this guy was given I didn’t due diligence before hand to gauge what I was going to be dealing with. this thing was HUGE.

he seemed to enjoy himself (i sure did) but we were both tired from the long day/ night and I was drowsy from a little too much wine so neither of us orgasmed – BUT THAT WAS FINE! we vowed to pick up where we left off in the morning.

so we wake up together. I’ve GOT to find a toothbrush – why didn’t i buy one of THOSE at CVS at 3 am?? when i got back to bed after brushing my teeth and taking a quick pee, we began kissing again. we got another condom and I unrolled it onto his cock … so THAT’s why it wouldn’t roll to the end of the shaft! He had two hands worth AND THEN SOME! ok, i’m no size queen but this was too much. he’s not a tall man so it just goes to show you, you can’t judge a book by its cover. that’s for sure. i have to admit though, it was not long (pun intended??) after penetration that i squirted. just a little. we knew it was me because he had the condom on. when the time came (too many puns) he came in a spectacular fashion; very loudly and i love it loud.

in those moments after we both were too tired to continue, he shared with me that he’d wanted to have sex with me since we were both new starts together. so you see? dreams really DO come true.  lol

YO! When Are You Getting Back To The GOOD Stuff? Explicit

Here’s one from the memory banks.  Another text to myself to remind me of one evening. This was a guy I had sex with in Phase 1 for a month or so.  Then I moved on.  Bored I guess. I reread this to post it here.  *shudder*  I wonder if I still have BoyToy’s number… *grabs cell phone*


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The Bad Boy – Explicit content – NSFW

The following is an excerpt of a note I left for myself about one of the encounters I had with bad boy, the Wounded Man. I had a FwB relationship with this guy for over a year, off and on. This guy so had my number… and I was hooked on him. Here’s why he was catnip to me: 1) I came out of a relationship/marriage where I was neglected. 2) I was in the Phase 1 Post-Divorce  3) Meeting a guy who didn’t want to date me but wanted to fuck me was just what I thought I needed. Perhaps it was, but I got clear after I met some great guys who DID want to get to know me and not just my pussy. Continue reading

My first exposure to Viagra

oh lord. i’ve been saving this one up.

So i met this guy online dating. He wasn’t my type, physically speaking… shorter than i indicated as a preference in my profile, and a little stout (almost to the point of being heavy, but hey, at the time I was no Kate Moss) but he was reeeally funny in his profile. So funny. He had me at his username alone! Continue reading

Sex and the Voracious 40 year old Woman

So we have a new blogger here at Dating Mommies, Shoe Gal but she’s been so busy we haven’t yet heard from her.  I got her permission to post these chats between her and Anita Hardon. They forwarded them to me where she discussed her latest dips from the dating pool.  They are take-the-gloves-off, hold-nothing-back and hardcore!  But laugh out loud funny, in an “Oh No She Didn’t!!” kind of way.  Enjoy!

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