Dressing Up, Dating and the Goodnight Kiss

Whenever I have something to look forward to, I get excited.  I like to pick out what I'm going to wear, how I'll wear my hair and even what perfume to put on.  But sometimes I commit to things and regret it later and then I dread the impending date or party so much that I'm tempted to cancel. 

You guys always ask me why I'm still single - there's many reasons.  The main one is fear of commitment.  You guys should know what I'm talking about because it's usually guys that have this problem, if in fact it is a problem. 

Anyway, I have a date Saturday.  Don't worry boys, it doesn't look promising in any way and honestly I got goaded into accepting this invitation by my friends who thing they're helping me "fix" my life.  No one gets that my life is exactly as I want it for now. 

So while at this party the other night, my friend's husband introduced me to his co-worker.  He was really nice, but I felt trapped.  I like to meet guys in my own time.  I was there to have fun with my friends and now I have this total stranger watching my every move all day long.  I felt like meat on a stick.  And while I might find that hot when I'm on NF, it's really unsettling in person. 

The problem - my date is Saturday night.  Today is Tuesday.  I met him last Saturday.  He's called me three times already - twice on Sunday and once yesterday.  I feel smothered. 

So I need your help - Do I ...

1. go on with the date as planned,
2. cancel if he calls me one more time to "chat," or
3. if I go on the date, do I dress-down instead of dress-up, so maybe he'll find me uncaring and uninterested? 
4. if I go on the date, do I kiss him goodnight?  or is that inviting him to ask me out again?

If I cancel this date, my friends may never speak to me again; if I do go I may never speak to myself again.

I think I already answered my own question, but any help you can offer would be appreciated.  Thanks.

~AK

Sundays, You've Got to Love Them

I used to love Sundays but then there was a time when there was so much to do, I never had time to enjoy them anymore.

Sometimes though, the weekend is just so crazy that you have to stop and re-charge your batteries (and replace the ones that have been used up in your buzzy toys too) and Sunday on the couch becomes not only something  you want to do, but it becomes inevitable. 

Of course, I never said that in order to enjoy a Sunday afternoon (or evening) on the couch that I had to do it alone ... After a nap (that took a little longer than I anticipated) and a long hot shower, I'm still feeling like I just want to ignore the world outside and relax on my couch, but I wouldn't mind if you wanted to join me.  ~Ash

Here's the key to my place, let yourself in ... Key (call button)

Saturday's Still Lingering

Last night was a late one ... it was a wild weekend with my girlfriends.  When we get together it's like we're still in high school - we all talk at once, but we're so tuned in that we all hear what the other is saying. 

I was up and on earlier today ... but right now last night is coming back to my morning (afternoon?) and after a long hot shower ... on this cloudy Sunday, I'm feeling the cushiness of my couch and it feels good.  I might have to take a nap and try to regain my voice ... no, I didn't lose it by being a naughty girl, although I know you'd like to hear that LOL.

But being with my friends this ... I just felt grateful for all of my old friends all of my NF friends. (I do miss you when I'm away ...)

I look forward to a short nap, and to signing back on this afternoon - refreshed and ready for more fun!  Call me after 3:30/4:00 (eastern time) and we'll have some fun.

Lots of fun!
xxo
Ash

More Girl Time ... Let's Try This Again

So it's late (10pm) Wednesday night ... one of my girlfriends is in town this week and she stopped by this morning - she brought breakfast and we drank coffee and caught up on the latest local gossip, hers and mine and by the time she left this afternoon, I remembered I had an article due today.  Oops.  But since it was a title I proposed and they were letting me write, I pretty much knew that I'd have time to finish.  Thank goodness for the East Coast-West Coast time difference.

I'll be here for a while tonight - tomorrow, possibly mid-afternoon, but doubtful, and I won't be back on until Friday night.  So while it seems like a long time it's less than 48 hours - Friday afternoon we're doing the Jersey Shore!  I haven't been to the beach since last September, right before Sandy hit and I was already long gone from the Garden State by the time it did.  Lucky me.  Not so lucky for my fellow Jersey Girls. 

You'll be happy to know that I'm back in the swing though for the most part - certainly on here more than off - I'm just trying different days/hours and basically being on when I can.  I'm back to blogging more regularly and starting to feel "at home" again.  But when one of your Gfriends comes to town, it's time to take a little time to smell the roses.  Plus, when I get back to NF I'm always more refreshed and ready for fun - I miss you guys when I'm away. :)

Oh yeah, I'm working on some new erotica, so I'd love to know what kind of kink you're into or perhaps you have a suggestion ... leave a suggestion in the comment section or email me on NF.  I can't make any promises, but I will take all suggestions - and of course, I can also concoct a personal story by request.  Wouldn't you like a personal Ashley Kink original?  (wink)

I'll be right back.

it's a little quiet at the moment - going to take a little break and have a martini or two.  don't forget to read my last post.  i'll be back around 9:00 est.  ciao for now.

Howl Boys! It's Full Moon Monday!

Full Moon

Ya'll know how I like to stare at the stars ... preferably with my legs in the air (tee hee), so I thought it appropriate that we celebrate the Full Moon tonight - my Full Moon that is :).

Naughty and sometimes notably kinky Ashley (that would be me) is feeling a little frisky and risky tonight. 

Since more and more of you boys seems to like schtooping me from behind in my pink passion spot and some in my perfectly round little ass, I figured we could make a whole holiday out of it. 

(Might I say that normally, I don't go for ass pumping, but some of you have made it quite an erotic and special journey for me - and your cock) ... Plus I always love taking it on all fours, with my head down and a fistful of my hair in your hands - yum. 

So ... email me on my NF email and mention the words "Full Moon" and I'll send you 3 free minutes to call me and celebrate this luscious Full Moon.

Keeping Cool at the Pool

I was saying the other day how I was going to the pool in my new suit - but I decided that it was a bit racy for a pool with families around, but I did pull out my favorite blue number from last year and I did get a chance to lay out and catch some rays in between the frequent dips in the pool. We all know how I love being wet.

I chatted up this older woman who was asking me about my camera ... I told her I was going to take some shots for my blog and then she introduced me to Walter.  I thought it was her husband, but when he acted all flirty in front of her and considering how old they were, I was pleased to find out that Walter was Miss Annie's brother and not her husband. 

At first I thought it was some older couple looking for a third wheel.  It wouldn't have been the first time something like that happened.  It happened to me a few years ago on a flight from Florida to New York.  I like older guys - I'm not into older women, although I think it's sweet that couples that age can still be freaky-deakies.  See?  Sex never gets old.

Anyway, Walter was quite the shutter bug.  He started snapping off pics in multi mode and he kept telling me how to pose.  This was his favorite shot (probably because it looks like I'm rubbing my pussy through my suit) - we all know how I feel about being touched with clothes on.  Yummy.

I think Walter had a little bit of a hard-on going.  Come to think of it, after our shoot, I hopped into the pool again and he seemed to disappear for a while.  Awww, that's so sweet - I love that I can make older guys so hard that they have to cum immediately.  It brings me joy. 

After Walter came back (with a huge smile on his face), I laid down on the lounger and oiled up my body some more.  He offered to do my back and the little devil unhooked my top - I barely caught it before it slipped off my boobs.  Simultaneously, Miss Annie tried to give me some of her homemade iced tea.  I graciously accepted, but didn't really drink any - I was thinking either she wanted me to reach for the glass and drop my top or she was slipping me a "roofy" for Mr. Walter's pleasure.  Some people are freaky like that and I have a hard time trusting strangers, even if they are older, sexy men (and their accomplices LOL).

Well, time for nighty-nite.  I'll see you here on Monday.
xxo Ash