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Thanks Lexi. I don't think we'll ever "get there", trust me. Maybe I could live vicariously through you guys.

If you knew me 5 months ago, you would have said the same thing. No way she would ever do that in a million years. And I would have said not for a million dollars. Things change. People change! :D

Funny how that works, huh? Having a good week thus far?

So far! You? :kiss:
 
I really can't complain. Had some nice storms come through earlier and should get a few more tonight/the rest of the week. Not sure why all this rain makes me so happy these days, but it does.

Because we are watching them together? ;)
 
I love a good, exciting thunderstorm. However, it would be much better watching it with you, Lexi. Especially on that porch of yours. Clothed or unclothed, I couldn't help but smile knowing that you had been there once taking those pics ;) Of course, I'd smile just seeing you, so I guess bigger smile?
 
Brian always has stories of sightings, it seems. Why can't I ever see any of that? ;)

You can if you set an intention to notice. I'm sure there are all kinds of things unfolding right under your nose and all you need do is look. Guys look. I think it goes back to ancient times when visual acuity was vital for survival.

Anyway, I really really really want to be your neighbor. Mr Rogers has nothing on me!

xoxo

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The dogs and cats were fighting over my tongue! :p

The photos are all great, but the story behind them, the context, is just so hot. I guess that exhibitionism is something I've always admired.

There's a book by a British author, Colin Wilson, in which his main character is in his London flat with a beautiful girlfriend, who is naked in bed, urging him to join her. He needs to leave, and is generally indifferent to her charms. Once downstairs, he's in line to buy a coffee or something and an older, somewhat less attractive, woman hikes up the back of her dress to adjust a stocking. This produces a profound erotic response in the pants of our hero.

To me, this is quintessential maleness: That unexpected, accidental viewing of something forbidden is way more exciting than a beautiful, willing woman in one's bed.

I'm a sucker for a beautiful, willing woman in my bed, can't resist that I'm afraid.

You can if you set an intention to notice. I'm sure there are all kinds of things unfolding right under your nose and all you need do is look. Guys look. I think it goes back to ancient times when visual acuity was vital for survival.

Anyway, I really really really want to be your neighbor. Mr Rogers has nothing on me!

xoxo

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I must tell that to my wife, now I have a perfect excuse . . . (actually she likes to watch out for these sorts of things too)
 
That might have a whole lot to do with it.:heart:

I now have something else to think about every time rains. ;)

I love a good, exciting thunderstorm. However, it would be much better watching it with you, Lexi. Especially on that porch of yours. Clothed or unclothed, I couldn't help but smile knowing that you had been there once taking those pics Of course, I'd smile just seeing you, so I guess bigger smile?

I know what you mean. I can never look at that pole the same again. :D

Lexi, you are truly gorgeous. Thank you for sharing here.

Thank you, and you're welcome! :rose:

You can if you set an intention to notice. I'm sure there are all kinds of things unfolding right under your nose and all you need do is look. Guys look. I think it goes back to ancient times when visual acuity was vital for survival.

Anyway, I really really really want to be your neighbor. Mr Rogers has nothing on me!

xoxo

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I guess I'm just not very astute. I'll have to work on that. ;)

I'm a sucker for a beautiful, willing woman in my bed, can't resist that I'm afraid.

I must tell that to my wife, now I have a perfect excuse . . . (actually she likes to watch out for these sorts of things too)

Have you seen some "shows", too? ;)

That is such a fantasy of mine. Maybe one day I'll be out walking our dog, casually look at a house and see one of our hot neighbors pleasing herself. :devil: Our eyes would meet....

Whew!

Let me know when you are passing by! :D

And the rain continues here...

Hope you had a wonderful hump day Lexi. :)

I had a great day! How was your's? :kiss:
 
I now have something else to think about every time rains. ;)

I had a great day! How was your's? :kiss:

These storms do take on a different mean nowadays.:heart:

My day was just fine. The week is halfway over and there's nothing wrong with that!
 
It's funny, I drive through my neighborhood, seeing houses with porches like yours, and wondering if anyone has ever been out taking pictures on them like you were. :D Even if they did, I would not want to see most of the neighbors naked.
 
These storms do take on a different mean nowadays.:heart:

My day was just fine. The week is halfway over and there's nothing wrong with that!

We have been having storms just about everyday, too! ;)

It's funny, I drive through my neighborhood, seeing houses with porches like yours, and wondering if anyone has ever been out taking pictures on them like you were. :D Even if they did, I would not want to see most of the neighbors naked.

No hot neighbors in your neighborhood? :(
 
We were on a road trip to see some extended family. We had the two oldest kids with us in the car that day (the smallest wasn't feeling well and home with Grandma). There's a long uneventful stretch of road between 2 cities on the drive that's always made me want to get it on in the car. That day was a perfect day for it, except we had young company in the back seat.

I told Lexi how horny this section of road makes me sometimes, and how I'd like to get off right here. Lexi leaned over onto me with her hand on my leg. We are affectionate in front of our kids regularly, so it's not unusual for her to snuggle with me in the car, or plop a foot into my lap while I'm driving so I can rub it. She had her hand on my leg and was tracing the outline of my head with her fingernail, applying enough pressure to push through the khakis cotton and tickle my shaft and head. This was very... inspiring. I asked her what her intentions were. She said she couldn't very well suck it with the kids in the back seat, so we would have to improvise.
 
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We got my belt off with no one noticing or asking. We then opened my pants and pulled my underwear down enough to get access. I was a dripping mess at that point. She rested her hand on my leg. Rather than the usual hand job pumping, she used her thumb and worked the sensitive skin at the tip.

Notice that naughty girl was the one taking action shots. I was too busy keeping it on the road and trying to fill the Subway napkin we had ready. We soon stopped taking pictures, then we got my shaft through the fly in my underwear. It took both of us to do it discretely. This freed up a hand for other trivial things like driving. I don't recall trying to get my hard dick through the fly hole before, while seated, in a seat belt, and trying to look like nothing was happening from the back seat.
 
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I guess I'm just not very astute. I'll have to work on that. ;)

I'm sure you're very astute, but your attention is drawn to different things. I can walk past a dirty sock 300 times and never think to reach down and pick it up. If I'm at the Rose Bowl and a 60 year old woman accidentally flashes her undies from across the stadium, you can be sure I'll notice.

I'm not sure it's a useful thing...
 
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