Afternoon at home.

I called in sick today-- rather ridiculous, since technically speaking there wasn't a need for me to at all given I run my own gig-- but in any case, given I was supposedly sick, I thought I'd take the chance to give Izzy a call and see if she'd come over to my place and take care of me. *grins*

And so she did, and you can pretty much guess how the rest of the afternoon went. She took care of me very well indeed, her in her sexy crotchless panties and no top. She was especially horny today, and I wonder if it's due to us making out on the same bed she knew I'd fuck J in-- somehow that turned her on a lot, and she ended up being every bit the slut I'd hope she'd be: deliciously wet cunt I didn't want to stop licking and tasting.

I came in her mouth, and again inside her for the two rounds we had sex (never one for us both), and she wouldn't stop kissing me as we showered together...and had round three in the shower. 

The young little lover's really getting inside my head a lot, I have to admit.

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Izzy's into mixed martial arts training these days, and she was hoping I'd teach her given I do a lot of MMA myself. I obviously wouldn't say no to that, and I was thinking I might start her off on ground work in Brazilian jiujitsu like so:

...really nice, yeah?

Gym encounters

First up: when I said hello to the lady at the gym today, it wasn't because I wanted to get her attention because I was hoping to fuck her some time, even though I would given how tight her ass looked in her bike shorts, her pretty face and lovely tanned skin; instead, I was genuinely intrigued by the BH road bike I saw her parking outside the gym. 

I haven't seen a lot of BH bikes being ridden on the roads, and given my own Pinarello bike was parked right next to hers, we struck up quite a conversation, and rather timely too since coffee was in the order after my weights training and her step aerobics session.

If you want to fast forward your reading and wonder what's next hours later, no, we didn't fuck-- not yet at least-- but we ended up arranging to go for a ride together this Friday night, among other things we talked about over coffee.

I love women who are very at ease and confident about themselves, and I liked the way she'd tilt her head to one side, exposing the beautiful tanned skin of her neck as she flipped her long jet black hair back-- so inviting for a lingering kiss, I'd say. She's got a lovely smile and her dark eyes seemed to sparkle as we laughed and joked, and how I wish I could just reach over to pull her close to me, then pull her shorts off and hike up her top and just fuck her right in the open.

Even bigger a bonus was the fact that she wasn't the sort who had to rush off to work but could have the luxury of time at her hands since she was some kind of freelance designer. 

To be honest, I did notice her before at the gym, but I guess I was too caught up with Gym MILF--make that all the other MILFs I'd picked up-- to actually make my move. Odd that I'd try to strike a conversation because of the bicycle she rode.

I got kinda comfy around her, and I was having a great time just chatting her up when I realised I had a lunch appointment, and riding home for a change would take me about 2 hours, so reluctantly I said goodbye to her, but not before I gave her a quick peck on her cheek before going off.

She's quite a foxy one, and I'm just wondering if the night bicycling trip could prove to be something interesting come Friday.

The (much) younger woman.

I met up with my close friend Mike this afternoon while we were checking out the Corals at Keppel Bay show units, and he shared he was dating a woman who's 18 years his junior-- that's "dating", as in trying to develop a serious long-term relationship-- and four months in, he's starting to wonder if it'd ever work out.

See, the difference is that with Izzy and me, regardless of the fact I'm a lot older than she is, the whole basis of the relationship is purely sexual, and we both know it wouldn't lead to anything more, even though we do have a lot of fun together. We both know I'm not going to replace her yuppie boyfriend, and she knows end of the day, I'd go back to J...some day, all this is going to end, in other words.

In Mike's case, however, he's hoping to find better luck and another shot at love again that could lead to a second marriage (he got divorced two years earlier), but I do have to admit I was wondering if he'd set himself up for failure with his new muse. Yes, he did seem happy, and I'm pretty sure he could make her very happy too with all the material comforts he'd be able to provide as the older and more established half in the relationship-- thing is, I found his attempt at trying to look young in the way he dressed a little pathetic. 

Then he went on to talk about the things she got him to do just for thrills and fun, like going camping with her friends and "ghost-hunting" at the deserted old Changi Hospital, among other less outrageous things e.g. paint-ball, ultimate frisbee at Sentosa beach every weekend, clubbing (again)

It's not that he minded doing these things with her, and I don't see anything wrong either: but what really got to him was hanging out with her friends and trying to get involved in their conversations, and expecting to know what the hell's going on. On his part, Mike couldn't find anything in common to talk about to them, and sure, they could learn a couple of financial tips from the guy, but he didn't think they'd be interested to talk about the market the way he and his "grown up" pals did.

And of late, they'd been fighting a bit too, especially when she said she felt they'd been hanging around with each other too often, and that she needed time away from him with her friends. He got really pissed when she took off for Bangkok three weekends ago without informing him until she'd landed-- and even more pissed to know she was in the Thai capital with two other guy friends. 

I told Mike he'd be a total jackass to be jealous about the Bangkok trip-- in my opinion, no need to get all worked up over the 2 guys: young poppycocks, and no, I didn't think she slept with either of them; even if she did, so what, Mike's old enough to understand these things.

But instead, my friend seemed to have dived in too deep with this young girl, and it seemed to drive him all edgy and such. I did suggest to him to do as she said, lay off a bit on the whole thing, and just go about with his own life, i.e. go meet other women as well; deep inside though, I get the feeling the whole relationship will just blow over soon enough.

Enough of that: neither of us were really interested in the Corals project, but me and J were really thinking of getting another property for investment. We'd be heading to Bangkok in 2 weeks to check out some properties there, and already J's done some pre-Bangkok trip shopping of her own getting new clothes for the trip.

Sometimes, I don't really understand the things women do myself.