Involuntary Fidelity

It has been over a month since I've prowled and I have no immediate prospects in sight. This isn't my record, of course. My record is 8 years. Right now I'm wondering how I survived those 8 years. Actually, I know. I worked 60-80 hours a week.....and I ate a lot. FYI - neither of those is a good substitute for mind blowing sex. All they can do is distract you, hopefully enough so you forget about what you're missing.

I know what you're thinking. "Kat, you are a prowler extraordinaire. How could you be struck involuntarily faithful?"

 There are several reasons.

First, JJ has been MIA. He has been dealing with family issues and he's busy. In a week or so it will 2 months since I've seen him. And there has been hardly any communication in the last week, and none in the last few days....and it has been dwindling over time. Yeah, it looks more like lack of interest than lack of time to me, too. Ouch. I've got a bit of a heartache over that. I don't want to talk about it. Let's move on...

Second, I just haven't been that motivated to search out new friends. There's all that getting-to-know-you crap that seems to take forever. Whatever happened to the days when it was ok just to say, "Hey, I think we could have a good time together. Wanna?" Oh yeah, that was the 80's. Sometimes I miss the 80's.

Third, I've been busy at work (not a good thing) and Hubby and I are getting along very well (a very good thing) and I've fallen back into a rut in my life in general. I've made some changes in my work life that will get me out of that rut very soon, but when part of your life is in a rut, it's hard to get another part out of it, too.

Finally, I was reconsidering fidelity for awhile a few weeks ago. That got me out of the swing of things, I guess.

 So here I am.

Daunt corrected me earlier today and told me that I am actually voluntarily faithful because I could jump on AM and have a "date" within 24 hours if I really wanted to or I could pick up the phone and call any of a handful of ex-playmates and be hooked up within a few hours. That's true. So why don't I really want to?

Is it because I miss JJ and I'm down about not being able to see him and not talking to him?

Is it because I can't seem to get Seattle Guy off my mind?

I really don't know.

But I do know this. While I may not be in the mood to hunt, I'm an definitely hungry for an extramarital treat. Very hungry.

Well, if it's not going to come to me, I'll guess I'll have to get off my ass and go find a tasty morsel (a.k.a. hot and horny fine specimen of a man) to enjoy.

Applications are now being accepted.

Potpourri from Kat

I have several things I want to share with you, Prowlers, so I thought I'd put them in one post. I'm all about efficiency. Actually, I'm not, but it sounds good, doesn't it?

Naked Women - I love looking at photos of hot women. I'm sure I'm not alone. Raise your hand if you like admiring hot naked women. Yes, I see many hands up. Some of you have two hands up. Excellent. The problem, though, is that Cara hasn't given us any pics for a while, and neither has SoccerMom. I don't think they will be contributing in the near future. What to do? What to do? So, I'm putting this out there for any of our girlie prowlers who want to show off their stuff. If you have a sexy photo you'd like to share, please send it. No, we won't pay you for it and, no, it won't make you famous. But we'll be grateful. Sure, I could find some stock photos of hot women to post, but I prefer real women, don't you? Besides, the whole point of PWK is keeping it real.

Lunch with Hubby and Daunt - Daunt and I get together for lunch regularly. As part of the effort to make Hubby feel comfortable with his wife going out for a social lunch every week with a good looking younger man, Hubby has an open invitation to join us whenever he wants. He always says no. Until this week.

It should be ok, I thought. This wasn't the first time that the three of us have gone out together. We went out to a movie and dinner a couple of weeks ago. That should have broken the ice, I thought.

I thought wrong. There were long pregnant pauses, extended periods of silence, and an unusual preoccupation with the food. I really don't give a damn about what was giving the vinaigrette that sweet flavor, but I sure played along like it mattered.

Why? Because I was desperate. I had a vested interest in Hubby feeling comfortable. But every thing I thought of to say had to be filtered several times to make sure it wasn't about AM, the blog, or sex. Every now and then Daunt would throw out a safe question. "What are you reading?" I'd light up because I could answer that. Surely it was safe.....whoa!!!! I had to stop myself before I mentioned the naughty title I'm reading. The good news is that I did catch myself.

Then I found myself slipping into "nervous Kat" mode. When I'm nervous, I talk too much, I giggle a lot (and I am not a giggler by nature) and I become much too flamboyant. I saw it happening, but I couldn't stop it. The train wreck was coming. I saw it. I was yelling at myself, For God's sake, stop! The deathly silence is better than this! But I couldn't stop.

Fortunately, there was no train wreck. We got out of there in time. The bottom line is that it felt like a bad date. Daunt says it wasn't that bad, but that means he either wasn't paying attention or his standards regarding dates are very low. Which is it, Daunt?

Magic Mike - Hubby and I went to see the movie, Magic Mike last night. Yes, I was able to talk Hubby into taking me to a movie about male strippers. How? If I told you, I'd have to kill you. It's a wifely secret passed down for generations - the way to get your husband to do absolutely anything you want.

Ok, I'll tell you. I promised him a full-swallow blow job....and he could go to sleep after and not have to do anything for me. His response was, "What theater and what showing?"

I'll be writing a full review of the movie this weekend, so I don't want to say much about it now. All I'll say is that if you like to watch muscular and fit gorgeous men dance and strip down to thongs while doing it (and I sure do!), you will love this movie.

Cock Gallery - Now I know this is going to sound very strange to some of you, but stay with me. After I wrote the post about cock pictures, I had an interesting idea. Have you ever seen that movie with Goldie Hawn and Susan Sarandon - The Banger Sisters? There's a place in the movie where they are looking at the photos of the cocks of all the men they fucked in their younger years. It made me wish that I kept a memento from my prowling buddies. It seems like one of the only appropriate uses for a cock pic.

Anyway, since that ship has sailed for all my fuck buddies from the past, I thought it might be fun to start a Cock Gallery here. We have our HNT pics and naughty photos of women. So why not men?

So, here's the deal: If you want to be included in the Cock Gallery, you should send me a photo via email of any part of your body that you would like to share. No, you do not have to send a photo of your cock. You can send a photo of your chest (have I mentioned that I love men's chest and shoulders?), your back, your arm, your hands, your butt and, yes, your cock if you want. Send a picture of whatever you think is the sexiest part of you. But please, no faces (although pictures of facial features - eyes, etc. - are ok). No names or user names will be attached to any of the photos. I'll probably assign them numbers for ease of discussion.

This is a chance to show off, Gentlemen! I'll set up a page just for you.

By the way, I didn't tell Daunt about this, so I suspect he's a bit surprised by the idea. Daunt,.....surprise!