Lucky Girl

A Confession

You know I must admit, when I lost some of my freelance writing work I spiraled into panic mode.  I wondered how I would ever pay the rent and also I felt somehow a failure, even though I know it had nothing to do with my writing, just a change in organization.  I'm getting kind of used to that.  Most of you met me when I was still a legal secretary by day.  It's hard to believe that that gig ended two years ago last week - time flies.

But I swore I'd never sell my soul back to the 9 to 5 again, and the only reason I was able to make that vow a reality was because of NF and you. 

When we're confused and panicked we do strange things - like taking for granted the important things and overlooking what's right in front of us.  My confession is that I did that very thing with NF.

Absence - A Fond Reminder - aka Epiphany #2

I bet you thought that I forgot to share my second epiphany with you - the one I mentioned a week or so ago.  How could I?

My epiphany was that while I was scrambling around with a new PT job (that's part-time, not physical therapy LOL) I was neglecting the very substance of my true calling, the one thing I've excelled at that has brought me and my faithful NF friends pleasure, the one thing that allows me to both write and enjoy some sensual experiences - how dumb was I?  Everything I needed was right here all along.

My New Schedule

You've all been so nice and so sweet.  You've made me feel missed and wanted (and some of you have even made it sting a little as a sort of punishment for being such a fool.  I deserved it - although sitting down has become somewhat of a problem).  I've been a very naughty girl, so I'll willingly take my licks (and give a few as well).

In light of my epiphany (#2) and in light of all the positive attention and encouragement I've received lately, I realized that if I didn't get back in the game soon, I might run the risk of losing some of my more enjoyable NF friends and all of the enjoyable moments we get to spend together.  I can't and I won't let that happen.

When I heard from a few of you that you'd almost given up on me, my heart sank.  I couldn't have that.

Soooo ... beginning Monday (because this week's schedule was done and set last week) - I'm back on NF in the mornings and evenings.  You all know I don't live by a rigid schedule (tee hee, did I say rigid?) but for the most part, I should be easy (easier) to find again.

I've scheduled my new PT job for mid-afternoons, leaving mornings and evenings free and my weekends completely wide open.  Of course, I'll have to take some time in between to write, date, socialize, sleep, etc., but basically, I'm back.  Besides some of my best stories are about the escapades I've encountered while out and about, and I'm looking forward to sharing more.

Well time to do one of those "other things" I mentioned - this time, it's sleep.  See you on NF Thursday night.

Ciao for now and thanks again - "Muah"

PS:  I promise the next blog will be more humorous; I just had to say this while it was on my mind.

xo Ashley

The Guy Who Makes Me Grit My Teeth

But First the Weekend ...
I know you're probably saying, "Ash, who is this guy; who makes you grit your teeth?"  But really I don't have to deal with him until Monday, so first, the weekend.

Big Shocker
Friday nights on NF are not really my thing - mostly, 'cause it's not your thing.  Fridays tend to be slow.  People go out after work, or they're busy ordering pizza because ... yeah, no work tomorrow.  I totally get it.  Nevertheless, I have been known to get lucky on an occasional Friday night on NF (when I'm not out myself - told you I got it) so I've decided that tomorrow night I'll stop by NF around 8/8:30 ESDT. 

Yes, you heard it here first.  (Please hold the applause/heckles for the comment section at the end of this post.)

Scheduling
Since I practically live by the book - literally - the date book that is (hmmm just had a naughty role play idea), I have inked in (not penciled) Saturday AM and late afternoon (4ish) as designated NF time. 

Yes, I have it on my iPhone too, but I am definitely a lot like a guy when it comes to being a visual creature.  I have to see it in my face, as many of you will attest, in order to wrap my brain (or other body parts) around it.  People like to make fun of me for having a date book, but at least if my computer crashes, I still have a schedule and a phone.  (Hmmmm I just had an idea for a sexy story - some apocalyptic call girl service maybe.) 

As usually, I'll be on NF Sunday AM too - you all know I'm a morning girl for the most part.  Not that I have anything against the rest of the hours in a day - I don't (as some of you can also attest).

Now, About That Guy
Monday - Bonus day - for both of us - as in the collective you and me.  I'll be spending Monday morning with a guy I really have a crush on.  He's funny, kind of cute (the funny makes him even cuter).  He does make me grit my teeth, but not from nerves or being pissed off  - he's my dentist and he really makes me grit my teeth.  He likes to see his finished work. 

His fetish (because we all have one) I'm assuming would have something to do with his state-of-the-art chair that swivels like a belly dancer's hips and also bends back like and inversion table.  I've never seen or ridden anything like it.  I'm sure it's probably called the "Model S6900" (S for sports model) or something like that - maybe it's a "007" who knows, but you can tell this guy really enjoys his mechanical manipulation gadgets.  (Hmmmm ... dental chair fetish story? ... ah, it's probably already been done - then again, not by me!)  Truthfully, it's quite nice.  It's white leather (a bold choice for a dental office) and it just fits your body so nicely with a lumbar support and a nice headrest.  Hell, if you put wheels on this thing, I'd drive it home (no pun intended).  And when you're at a 45 degree angle (upside down) you get to watch the television in between the times when he's picking up a sharp object to insert into your mouth - that's when I squeeze my eyes shut, the second he swivels around in his white leather swivel chair.  (What strange word swivel is.)  So really, I don't mind going - he kind of makes me smile - in fact he requires that I fake smile and grit my teeth at the end of every session.  Whatever, it makes him happy.  Speaking of which, he should be paying me, right?  Hmmmm.

Anyway, right ... the bonus part.  Well my bonus is my beautiful pearly whites getting the extra special attention from Dr. Sexy.  .... (chirp, chirp ...)

Oh, your bonus!  Sorry.  Well being that I've been so busy lately, I decided to take the day off of my other pursuits and devote the rest of Monday to lying on my bed and just enjoying the day, writing those stories I mentioned and taking calls on NF.  So yes, I'll be here Monday too. 

Okay - well, if you haven't fainted by now, you know that I'll be here - when?  Friday night, Saturday morning and Saturday early evening (a girl's gotta' get out and dance sometime).  Then again Sunday morning, but that's about it for Sunday.  And then after 12 or maybe even 11:30 am I'll be here on Monday.  

See you there I hope. 

Wet and Wild Wednesdays

Taking Time for Things That Matter ... Like You

How important is it to take time for ourselves?  I'll answer that - it's extremely important.

Think of how you feel after a romp in the sack ... perhaps a short nap is in order, but after that, you're exhilarated, empowered and ready to take on the world. 

Once you've satisfied your deepest physiological urges, there isn't anything that you can't do!

Well, in honor of that "must-have" feeling, I've devoted my Wednesday mornings (and evenings) to NF - in order to satisfy your mid-week pangs (and mine).

Typically, you'll find me here - Wednesday Mornings - Wednesday Evenings (after 7pm ESDT) - Thursday Evenings - (sometimes Friday evenings - that's a maybe) and for sure Saturday Mornings (sometimes Saturday Evenings) - Sunday Mornings ... and if it's a rainy Sunday ... it may turn into an all-day, all-night marathon. 

I may appear tame and quiet in public - but get me alone and unleash my wild side.

Make Me Do Naughty Things

I need lots of hot sex - and so do you - we all do.  So why not come by and feel what it's like when I suck, submit and beg you to cum inside me .... I like anything from sexy, seductive fun in bed to wet, wild and kinky submission ... the harder you make me submit, the harder I'll make your cock rock (throb, pulse, thrust and cream ... in me or on me - any way that you like it).  I'm here for you to play with.

This Week in Ironies

Sometimes You Have to Just Give Up and Give In

I had several epiphanies this week, a couple of which I'll share with you guys.  And by the way, I am now convinced that epiphanies only happen while on that introspective, slippery slope that starts out as a night on the couch, that quickly turns into a few days, just a few days shy of clinical depression.  If you "epiphany" before you hit bottom, you've won.  So ... Winning!

No, no, not to worry boys this is all actually good news.

Epiphany #1

My writing jobs are dwindling and frankly, I haven't done much to look for more.  Hey not everyone can write for Vogue, I get that, but I've lost my direction - I don't even know what I want to write about anymore.  Copywriting is one lucrative direction, but having only had a couple of gigs and with the competition out there ... Writing articles, used to pay well and I've been lucky this past couple of years, but despite the supposed economic upturn they keep talking about, I'm still seeing a lot of business models shifting, places closing shop ... Anyway, I've had my eggs in so many baskets (no pun intended) that I've failed to concentrate on one direction. 

I've been a live action figure "ADD Ashley" - which kind of explains my submissive side.  I guess I really would like to be told what to do instead of having to make pesky decisions.  In light of that, I decided I had enough "other" work to keep me going while I figured it all out. 

I know you guys hate babbling and I promise I'm getting to the epiphany part - in fact, you are the epiphany part. 

Without adding any keywords or tags to my "Ashley's Spot" posts, without the aid of any social media promotion at all, I can't tell you how many hits I've had.  For the lack of daily posting and everything I've done wrong in the eyes of content marketing, I've still succeeded.  I have a big audience on here - and quite frankly, I'm shocked.  I've had more hits and "comments" (not published) than my writing blog that I do promote. 

And though I don't take subscribers on this blog, seeing the numbers in black and white (or was it blue and white ... whatever) it kind of made a light go off in my head.  I thought about how at least once every time I'm on NF someone mentions reading my blog and enjoying it - and again, thanks for that.

Then I started to remember the short stories I used to sell on here.  I remembered I was going to write more to keep the content fresh, but I never did - those are in the works.  In fact I found about 10 short stories that I had either started or written ideas down for that I just cast aside when I was busier writing other stuff. 

So - being a savvy girl, I know when I'm appreciated and of course, that makes me want to please you more and thereby be appreciated more ... I've decided to renew my NF/Blog/Short Story enthusiasm, the fruits of which you'll soon be noticing. 

Well - I think that's enough epiphany for one day.  I'll share my #2 epiphany with you this weekend. 

So ciao for now - hope to see you on NF later - and thanks again for your loyal readership.  In fact, to show my appreciation - everyone who calls me tonight gets 5 FREE MINUTES on me ... well, I could always get on top of course - you are the boss.  "Muah" 

Saturday Morning Wake Up Call

Good Morning.  Are you lying in bed just waking up?  Perhaps you're sitting at your computer looking at sexy pics of scantily clad young ladies thinking about touching their soft, silky bodies with you probing hands.

Pictures just aren't enough, are they? 

You need someone to stroke that cock for you - suck it and lick it while they're looking into your eyes, letting out little moans of joy and excitement as your cock grows bigger with each lick, each suck ...

Feel the curve of my waist, pull me down onto your lap - right onto your hard, throbbing cock.  Oh yeah, baby ... like that.  Hold me down and suck my nipples while I use my incredibly strong muscles to squeeze you inside of me, milking your manhood ... that lovely stiff rod that feels so good sliding in and out of my juiciness ... mmmmmmm. 

I can't think of a better way to start the morning.  Can you?

Call me ... I'll be waiting - and willing to do whatever you want. 

xxo Ashley

Being a Good Sport

Sport Preference Illustrated

Touch Down

You could fill a stadium with what I don't know about sports. 

When I was younger, the sounds of a football game in my house was not uncommon on a weekend or during a holiday dinner, but to me it was more like white noise.  No one in my house ever screamed, jumped out of their seats, spilled snacks on the floor or went berserk after a touchdown.  Sometimes it still shocks me when I see people do that - actually, it kind of freaks me out. 

What little I did learn about football or hockey was forgotten almost as fast as I learned it.  I'm a girly-girl, and when I look at football players, all I see is big shoulders, tight asses and cups. 

I've been to a couple of pro football and hockey games.  I was either on a date, watching the crowd or checking out the players - sometimes all three at once. 

The Aha Moment - Part 2
My personal form of sports are horseback riding, dirt bikes and snowmobiling.  Huh, I just had an epiphany.  If you think about it, I'm really into sit and squat sports, aren't I?

The March Madness Email

Anyway - that was not the point of this post.  I was just looking through my emails (as I so often don't do) and I re-read this exchange I had with someone over a couple of days.  It made me giggle, so I thought I'd share:

He:  "... March Madness brackets are coming out this Sunday hard to believe."

Me:  "I have no idea what that means LOL."

He:  "LOL.  It's college basketball ... Google it.  It's a sporting event."

Me:  "Why Google when I can ask you.  Yeah, me and sports don't mix.  I'm more of a cheerleader-behind-the-bleachers kinda' girl."

The Aha Moment - Part 1
That was my first revelation of the day 1) I'm a bad girl and I know it and freely admit it; and 2) the epiphany I had while writing this post.  I'm really into sit and squat sports.  While I'm sure that's no surprise to you, I'm actually shocked at the realization ... the irony.

It's nice to share - why don't you share your opinion - or sports stories with me ... Call me!  Ciao for now.

xxo Ashley

Join Me at the Panty-a-thon Tonight - One Night Only

Happy Thursday! 

It's hard to believe that we're in March already, but we are.  In a couple of weeks spring will be sprung and hopefully I'll be able to ditch the coats and bulky sweaters and gloves and all of the other crap you have to wear in winter. 

Just to put myself in the mood and feel more "springy," I ran out yesterday and bought some new panties - boyshorts (my fav), thongs, bikinis - it gave me a little lift after all the cold and crap weather of winter we've been experiencing.  It also was nice to just get away from my various work pursuits and pretty much just do whatever I wanted for an hour or two yesterday.  Yep, of all the things I could think to do with my free time, panty shopping was my choice, and it proved to be a lot of fun. 

Bet you didn't realize I was such a panty freak, did you?  Well I am.  I love the colors, the different materials, from the lacy and sexy to the most bare coverage possible.  A lot of you know that I just love taking them off (or when you take them off for me), but there's a lot of thought that goes into the panties I choose.  I love seeing them in the drawer all lined up and separated by style and color and, of course, I love seeing them on the floor ;).  

Panty-a-Thon

In celebration of my latest acquisition - I'm hosting a Panty-a-thon tonight between 8pm and 11pm.  Anyone who calls me and guesses what kind of panties I'm wearing, not only gets to take them off (I'll help), but you'll also win five free minutes towards your next call.  The only catch is that you'll also have to spend at least 10 minutes with me tonight to qualify.  Not bad stipulations, if you ask me.

So here are the Panty-a-thon rules: 

• Guess the type of panties I'm wearing - your choices are:  Boyshorts, Bikinis or Thong (and it will change with every call)
• Spend 10 minutes or more with me on the phone; and
• If you get it all correct, you'll win 5 free minutes of talk time with me for your next call.

More Good News

I'm planning on being around tomorrow morning from 8AM 'til about 11AM AND tomorrow night as well - no one wants to go out after work (so far), so I'm free - then again I could always go out afterwards because we all know the party doesn't even start 'til 11 or 12 when you go out.  So if you don't catch me tonight, call me tomorrow AM - you know how I do love my mornings ;).  But the Panty-a-thon is only tonight.  You can still feel free to guess what I'm wearing in between my legs, but after tonight, it will only be a topic of conversation - tonight is the only night to play join the Panty-a-thon.  Don't miss out.

So to recap -- here's my schedule on NF for today and tomorrow

• Thursday night - 8-11PM;
• Friday morning 8AM to 11AM; and
• Friday night 8PM to 11PM

Ciao for now boys ... can't wait to see who "pops up" tonight (wink).

Don't Miss the Party!