Ass & Ads

College kid was home for the weekend so we went out to our favorite buffet for supper last night. There was a 40-something MILF there wearing cream colored pants that looked like they were spray painted onto her. Body-wise she was somewhat nondescript in that she looked like any other middle aged woman who takes care of herself, but what raised her ass to truly stellar heights was that this lady dared to show off her butt in such form fitting pants, and all without a panty line. A head full of shiny beyond the shoulder length dark brown hair and that set of cheeks so perfectly defined in her slacks held my attention during the entire meal. I was keenly aware of her movements every time she went back up for more food and it was my great fortune that she made a number of trips while we were eating. I check out women all the time, but I can't remember a recent time when I was more smitten by something in particular about a stranger. She had to have known how damned hot she looked, and I like that kind of sexual self confidence in a lady. I never got a straight on view of her front. I'll bet she was sporting a cameltoe too.

I'm just a sucker for a great ass (literally, as well as figuratively,)
and this view of Dee's is one of my all time favorites.

I received an e-mail this past week from somebody offering to send me a vibrator if Dee and I would give it a whirl and then make mention of it here on the blog. I deleted the mail without replying. What's my price? What would it take for me to soil the pristine beauty of what I like to offer without obliging myself in any way to some money maker? I don't know, but I do believe that some things in life should be about something other than a price tag. I hate advertising. I hate the way it's crept insidiously into every nook and cranny of our lives. It's a necessary evil when it funds our favorite search engine or blogging space, but does the local newspaper's ad on the floor of the local mall benefit me in any way? I don't think so. It's just a pain in the ass. It soils my view.

This is my space to celebrate one of the things I value most in life - the pleasure of sex. I'm grateful that at this point in my life I have sex that's worth celebrating. I don't want to make money from it and I certainly don't want anybody else to make money from my efforts at celebrating it online. Not some vibrator huckster. Not some guy with dirty movies to hawk. Not another dime-a-dozen skank with a website who keeps all her good pictures hidden behind a PayPal transaction. It's not that I hate commerce; I just hate pervasive advertising and I detest sex always being made into a commodity on the internet. Some things should remain pure and sex is one of them. It's too vital. It's too great a thing to be reduced to somebody's job. And it's too pathetic that anybody should have to part with money to enjoy it in any form.

Well, except for bearing the cost of a motel room, of course!


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