My upstairs neighbor is a very “standard” sexer. He gets drunk on the weekends, meets girls, lays down a smooth line, and tries to seal the deal by bringing them home. Once he gets them back home he fucks them like a normal drunk American boy should. He closes his eye when he kisses her, and thinks missionary is the key to getting a good night’s fuck.

I don’t judge. He’s getting some. It’s not my idea of a good time, but by no means do I think he’s wrong or bad for working this angle.

I consider myself a pretty “adventurous: sexer. I try new things, I take pride in the type of communication I have with my lovers, and yes, I have multiple lovers.

Recently I was joined by the drunk version of my upstairs neighbor only to discover I was the girl in his sights for the night. The problem here? He was lacking any sort of tact or smooth moves. To paint you the picture, one minute he was trying to put his hand down my pants, and the next he was questioning my motives and dignity.

He asked me how I could say I cared for someone as much as I cared about @sexhero and still fuck someone else. He called me gross for having multiple (overlapping) sexual partners, then he stuck his hand up my shirt.

I asked him how he could question my regular lovers, when he didn’t even have to know the girl’s last name. He followed it up with telling me my last name and then asking why I’d fuck “anything” but I wouldn’t touch him (that’s a whole other story).

Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m honored to be one of the “hot” girls in his sights but where does he get off criticizing my choices when his hand is down my pants? Is anyone else having a hard time keeping up?

Up until recently I worked for an institute of higher education, wore business casual to work, and conversed with high school students about their choice in colleges. Looking at me you wouldn’t guess that I had a double life, a life that few people know about, but is a large part of my life.

I spend a lot of time writing, researching, and planning how I want people to see me on here, and how thinking I will keep the lives apart for those who would be offended or just wouldn’t understand. I’ve met a lot of people through this life who I think are in the same boat, no real names, no pictures of their faces. I think it’s a shame this is how it “has” to be.

As much as I wish I could “out” myself online completely, I have a certain appreciation for how I can be who I want and not think about how it will effect things in my life, or think about what others will think. At the end of the day I like my second life, and my first life, and I applaud those to “out” themselves, as well as those who have found a way to live the life and lives they’ve always wanted.

1. Women want to have sex 50% of the time, the other 50% they do it just to please their lover, to get them to shut up, or so they can go to bed in peace.

2. Women give sex for love, men give love for sex.

3. Women sometimes do it just because they want to.

4. Only one woman mentioned an orgasm.

It was really an interesting little piece, makes me a little bit sad for women today. I like to think we have sex because we are sex-charged and ready to party, I guess that’s a dream for tomorrow.

PS: The woman on the preview below is really hot, and I need to steal her hair.