Do ever wonder what’s it’s like to be me when we speak?  I mean, beyond a fantasy?  Do you allow yourself to wonder what I look like in my bed with my legs spread wide in anticipation of a conjugal visit with the goddess of your wildest dreams.  We have known each other for awhile.  We have explored the realm of forbidden, lustful and down right nasty.  Still, we both know that connected by invisible threads in space we are sharing a sexual moment, and our desire spills from our loins. You ask yourself what exactly do I do in my bed when we’re on the phone? Sometimes I pull the shade up on the window and hope someone walks by to see my freshly shaven pussy. The lips swell in anticipation of hearing you describe in lurid detail how you would suck and lick every inch of my body.  As your tongue warmly enters that sphere of pulsating sexuality, my hole begins to pulse and ache.  I am filled with compulsion to shove your mouth, tongue and lips deep into my wet pussy.

Let’s not forget that all the while my fingers are feverishly dancing over slick skin.  My pussy lips are parted and my finger finds that spot deep up inside me.  I press on it and enjoy the pulsations and my body starts to tremble. I want to orgasm with you. Will you wait for me so we can have the ultimate climax together?

The way that men are mesmerized by even the slightest hint of “cleavage” has always been of great interest to me. It really struck me the other day as I jogged down the street to hand over a package to the postman who was delivering mail in the area. I had on a slightly low cut top and my new french cut demi bra that cuts right under my nipples. I swear, the postman could not get his eyes off my tits the whole time I interacted with him. When he first noticed me approaching him, his eyes seemed to track with my bouncing tits and nipples that, admittedly, stood out like firm erasers through the fabric of my top. I smirked to myself as I walked back to my place and thought about how I must’ve frustrated his job for the rest of the day when all he clearly wanted to do was find some a secluded area to park his truck so he could stroke off. Pity he wasn’t my type as I might’ve been a good samaritan and gave him a helping hand.

Every once in a while, usually after a really good call, as the gentleman and I are saying good-bye he’ll say; “I love you.” This happens most often with regulars, but on occasion with new callers too.

The first time it happened it shocked the daylights out of me. I couldn’t believe that after just a short time together a bond of “love” could be established in a person’s mind.

Well, I gave it some thought and here are the possible reasons I came up with that might cause this reaction. Granted, some are better than others, but I’ll bet they all fit somewhere, sometime.

1) The man feels guilty…after all, he used me for sex and now feels he’d better ‘make it alright’ by saying the words all women want to hear.
2) Sex = Love
3) ‘I love you’ will of course entitle him to a discount next time (dream on).
4) A male’s penis is attached to his heart.
5) A male’s penis is attached first to the wallet with the nerve endings terminating in the heart. In short, there is no connection between the penis and the brain…lol
6) He doesn’t know anything else to say, so he simply mutters the words that come out every time he kisses his….girlfriend, wife, mother, sister, aunt or female anything.
7) Love at first sight really does happen.
8 ) I’m really that good along with quickly becoming the “Love-Goddess” of the universe.
9) What we did was so much better than masturbation it had to be love.
10) This is the one I prefer to believe: We had so much fun I took his mind off of his job, worries, worldly troubles, you name it, and he felt so comfortable with me that “he forgot it was a service” and loved every minute of our time together!

Gosh, I just realized that I did a 10 Best List…kind of like David Letterman…
Better watch out Dave, Ashlee the Goddess of Love might replace you.

NOT!

Loving you too,
Ash XO

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