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Nightbird said:
Speaking of locations it's nice and sunny here today. Makes me wanna go to the Lake.
Oooooh. Field trip! Count me in. ;)

Sirhugs said:
wouldn;t you rather cheat to get the stud muffin nekkid?

Now THAT would be a cute twist on the old strip poker cliche!

*big evil grin* hon, i'm a really good poker player--i usually don't have to cheat to get a stud muffin naked--i just have to ask--but it is much more fun beating the pants off them. :D

Now speaking of field trips--i went on one yesterday and got stuck in the back seat of the bus. Wished i had worn a better support bra as i nearly got my tits bounced right off. Would have been a lot more fun had i sat with one of the daddy chaperones. Yes indeed, a LOT more fun.
 
Good, now there is a STORY idea. Field where Mom Chaperone and Daddy chaperone sneak off to make another little one to take on a field trip again. :D
 
Nightbird said:
Good, now there is a STORY idea. Field where Mom Chaperone and Daddy chaperone sneak off to make another little one to take on a field trip again. :D
oooh, does that mean we are going on a field trip?

So we went to this working 19th century farm museum which is actually pretty interesting. And we got to go on a hay ride--that wagon was so big, not to mention with all the hay pretty comfy. Of course you know where my mind was wandering to. Where did i put m' daisy dukes?
 
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Saucyminx said:
oooh, does that mean we are going on a field trip?

So we went to this working 19th century farm museum which is actually pretty interesting. And we got to go on a hay ride--that wagon was so big, not to mention with all the hay pretty comfy. Of course you know where my mind was wandering to. Where did i put m' daisy dukes?

When I was young, various community church groups would organize hayrides for the kids. But say none of the kids show up, so all the chaperones are stuck on the hayride by themselves. They fool around to pass the time waiting for the kids to show up, and good-natured wrestling in the hay leads to hands going where they aren't supposed to.
 
fogbank said:
When I was young, various community church groups would organize hayrides for the kids. But say none of the kids show up, so all the chaperones are stuck on the hayride by themselves. They fool around to pass the time waiting for the kids to show up, and good-natured wrestling in the hay leads to hands going where they aren't supposed to.


just hands???
 
Heres a place I'd like to take a field trip too.

Jimmy Buffett - Margaritaville Lyrics

Nibblin' on sponge cake,

watchin' the sun bake;

All of those tourists covered with oil.

Strummin' my six string on my front porch swing.

Smell those shrimp

They're beginnin' to boil.

Wasted away again in Margaritaville,

Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.

Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,

But I know it's nobody's fault.

Don't know the reason,

Stayed here all season

With nothing to show but this brand new tattoo.

But it's a real beauty,

A Mexican cutie, how it got here

I haven't a clue.

Wasted away again in Margaritaville,

Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.

Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,

Now I think, - hell it could be my fault.

I blew out my flip flop,

Stepped on a pop top,

Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home.

But there's booze in the blender,

And soon it will render

That frozen concoction that helps me hang on.

Wasted away again in Margaritaville

Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.

Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,

But I know, it's my own damn fault.

Yes, and some people claim that there's a woman to blame

And I know it's my own damn fault.
 
Makes me yearn for the beach. I need to sun my buns some more.

So this morning, private beach, lots of suntan oil and a nice pair of strong male hands to slather it all over me. A frou frou girly drink wouldn't be amiss either. Mmmm, i can just imagine the gentle breeze, combined smell of warm body, coconut scent of the oil, plus the tang of the ocean. *sigh*
 
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Saucyminx said:
Makes me yearn for the beach. I need to sun my buns some more.

So this morning, private beach, lots of suntan oil and a nice pair of strong male hands to slather it all over me. A frou frou girly drink wouldn't be amiss either. Mmmm, i can just imagine the gentle breeze, combined smell of warm body, coconut scent of the oil, plus the tang of the ocean. *sigh*


only male hands?

( says the voyeur in me...see SelenaKittyn's Babysitting the Baumgartners
 
Male hands for now. ;)

So today, in the mood for a little role play. Thinking about my french maid costume, blouse pulled down, skirt flipped up, bent over the billiard table while the master of the house uses "the servant's entrance. "
 
Saucyminx said:
Male hands for now. ;)

So today, in the mood for a little role play. Thinking about my french maid costume, blouse pulled down, skirt flipped up, bent over the billiard table while the master of the house uses "the servant's entrance. "

The Servant's Entrance, I assume, is the back door, yes? :devil:
 
Saucyminx said:
:), would make a good title too wouldn't it?

Indeed it could! Alternately, "Servants Use The Back Door" or something l ike that could work for a story about a butler or a gardener butt fucking the lady of the house :nana:
 
My house or alternately on a cruise in the Mediterranean. Everybody would get laid either way. :rose:
 
Saucyminx said:
My house or alternately on a cruise in the Mediterranean. Everybody would get laid either way. :rose:


could I come if I promise to write about it after?
 
Saucyminx said:
For once, i'm not quite sure what that means. . . lol, but hey why not?


as in calling "shotgun" to get to ride in the seat next to the drver rather than the back seat - its how my kids and their friends do it anyhow.
 
I know of "shotgun." I just was trying to figure out how to put it into a sexual context. If one of you guys could write that story and help me out. . . :D

This morning I was thinking the zoo, but a special kind of zoo; no animals--people. I can already see the sign on my cage.

Saucy Minx
Native to Pennsylvania, USA
Eats large amounts of chocolate.
Very friendly, but occasionally bites.
Stay back unless you want to be pawed.
 
Saucyminx said:
I know of "shotgun." I just was trying to figure out how to put it into a sexual context. If one of you guys could write that story and help me out. . . :D

no time to write it, but here's a few ideas:

~catfight over who called "shotgun" first (lesbian or group or e&v)
~Loving Wives version, when wife calls "shotgun" and shares front with hubby's buddy. Hubby might watch from or sleep in back seat
~tie into drug use ( "shotgunning" smoke), loosening inhibitions
~numerous incest versions....eg, sister in teeny bikini. As the car rounds a tight curve, her tan hip rolls against brother's thigh.....
~reverse the LW angle...wife's friend or relative calls shotgun, wife exiled in a huff to back seat says " he always asks me to blow him on this trip"....the other woman shocks her ( and him) by offering...
 
How about the DMV. Was there for an hour and a half yesterday with nothing to do but fantasize about the girl waiting a couple chairs over.
 
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