Chronicles of a Platinum Pussy

Sunday, February 19, 2006

I Got Smacked!

I got smacked on iT2M by the Merciless Minx. I knew that my stats were acting funny this evening with the sudden volume. *waving hi to all the it2m* readers.

Read the full review HERE.
From the whole review, my favorite line was....

"While this blog was largely disappointing, I think this girl’s ability to convey thoughts and feelings in a coherent manner deserves a smack."

Sorry for the scrollbar came with the template, but I'll work on changing it. The novella part...yeah, I'm sure everyone on here agrees with that. Thanks for the review.

Final Verdict: One smack (which apparently isn't abysmal)

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Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Valentine's Day

Valentine's day wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. For starters, I didn't go to bed until around 8 am because I had the day off and was really engrossed in this book that I had been reading. I called Danny to wish him a Happy Valentine's Day before I went to bed. Had to leave him a message and then I promptly fell asleep.

I woke up to the sound of both my house phone and cell phone ringing. Groggily I answered it, about to flay whoever was at the other end alive. "Happy Valentine's day baby. Guess where I am? Right outside your door," Danny said.

Damn, damn, triple damn. What the hell was he doing here. Remember I had told him that I wasn't that big on Valentine's day and so we should thumb our noses at the institution and just do something special later on in the week? It was supposed to be on Thursday, so having him at my door and me with bleary sleep filled eyes was not in the plan.

I told him I would be there in a sec and headed to the bathroom. Ok, I didn't look as bad as I thought. I quickly washed my face and brushed my teeth, blearily trying to wake up. The cold water helped, but only slightly. I was only wearing a wife beater and some VS panties but I answered the door anyway.

Standing in the sunlight, he looked utterly scrumptious. I gave him a fierce hug as he walked into the door. Even thought I wasn't expecting him, I was glad to see him. He brought me a plant of flowers, not roses, some kind of white blossom that I'm yet to identify. And a card.
Sometimes you have to stop thinking so much and go where your heart takes you...(on the inside) I'm so glad it led me to you.
Sweet. Danny can be sweet when he puts his mind to it. I really was surprised that he had come down to see me in the middle of the work day.

Now I'm not one of those people that wakes up and is bright eyed and bushy tailed. It's a process, I need a few minutes. So I just sat in his lap on the couch and tried to wake up. He kept placing butterfly kisses against my neck and shoulders. It is definitely a sweet moment that I will remember for a while. I was utterly replete. It seemed that all the chaos and drama that seemed to follow us like a cloud was for those few moments melted away.

After I was suitably roused, I headed to my room to get dressed. Yes, I did invite him to come sit on the bed and talk to me. He was talking about his day so far and while I decided what to wear. I slipped on a pair of jeans and a bra and was looking for a shirt when I glanced back at him. He was staring at me with a look in his eye, one that I had never seen on him before.

"What?" "Nothing," he replied. The look was gone, and I don't think I can describe. It was one of utter focus, devotion...almost like, worshippful. Like he was in awe of me. Anyway, I sat on the bed beside him to get him to talk about it... and we ended making out instead. And then some.

After about 3 rounds of loveplay we finally roused ourselves and went into the shower. By the time I was done with him he was defintely smelling all flowery, the blandest scent I could get from my collection was Sweet Pea. We both were in my room again, finding our clothes in their sundry states of disarray and primping in front of the mirror. It was a companionable moment, me teasing him about his hair standing on end while he watched me put lotion on.

We talked about several things, mostly just catching up with each other. Both of us avoided conflicting topics by mutual unspoken consent. When we were finally both groomed for decent society, we headed to....Quizno's. Yes, I know, not the typical romantic spot you would have in mind, but we both love the sandwiches.

Somehow the subject was brought up about his total self-absorption. "Whenever there is an issue, it's always about how it's affecting YOU, how YOU feel, how YOUR life is going in. You rarely stop to look from the outside in and never walk in the other person's shoes," I began.

Danny seemed to be open to the points I was laying on him. "What exactly do you mean?"

"Well, take Shelly for example. When you were telling me how your relationship went down, it was all about how you felt, what you did, how her choices affected you. You didn't look at everything from her perspective and ultimately I think that is what killed your relationship. You are a Cancer...a nurturer and yet moody by nature. However, to really connect with someone, you have to think in more than the little concentric circle that surrounds you."

He really thought about that for a moment and replied "I guess to achieve true closure, I have to complete the circle. That is the only way I can ever forgive her." I nodded in response as he walked me to my door.

Damn, my man can be smart when he wants to be.

Happy Valentine's Day everyone. I hope it was as romantic as mine

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Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Love Me Tender

Yesterday, I called Danny around noon. He picked up on the first ring. "Hey sweetie," he said. I was stunned. First of all cause I was expecting his answering machine, and secondly because he called me sweetie. Very very nice. We talked for a bit and I asked him about his day. He was going to be about 30 minutes away later on in the day, so he asked if it would be ok for him to swing by.

When he came by, he had already stopped at a deli and picked up lunch. I suggested to head to the park to eat and he agreed. I was wearing a tight jean skirt, some really sexy black boots and a cute top with my black coat on. The park I chose was one I had never been too, and I thought it would be deserted, (being the middle of the work week). Of course, it wasn't, it had birds and animals in cages, like a mini zoo, and there were groundspeople wandering all around. Daniel loved it. He has a deep affinity for nature and thought it was the best place. Considering I was bringing him to a park to screw his brains out, I wasn't impressed but I decided to make the best of it.

We ate and talked a bit, I started telling him about some issues I was having at work with one of our consumers that we had turned down. Of course, being the analytical soul that he is, Danny wanted the full backstory. By the time I was getting to the crucial part, where I wanted his input, his damn cell phone rang. It was one of his clients, about the deal not going through, and I figured it would be a short phone call. I sat back, and just watched him, the sunlight playing through is curly black hair, and his intensity, focus and concentration. I had to cross my legs and take deep breaths, just to prevent myself from not enticing him right there and then.

The call turned out to be one of his clients flipping out on him because one of their investors was messing up the deal bigtime, so we had to cut the date relatively short. I actually wasn't peeved, and we started talking as he drove me home. "If you are annoyed right now, I want you to tell me, and not deliver me a 7 page letter tomorrow,"he joked. I assured him that I was fine (really, I was) and he kept driving down the street. I was lost in my own thoughts, barely paying attention to anything at that moment, and I noticed that his mood had changed.

He actually turned his face away from me. "Hey...what's up?" I asked as I forced him to look me in the eye. He was crying! Well, actually, tearing up. He haphazardly parked the car and turned away from me again. I know that he didn't want me to see him so upset. I was moved by a bunch of roiling emotions that I couldn't even identify at that moment,"Baby what's wrong?" I asked as I took my seat belt off and invaded his personal space. I wrapped my arms around him and gave him a big hug, whispering over and over, "It's going to be ok."

Before you think have got to understand that Daniel is like a regular guy. He is your typical Cancer...emotional, moody and quite passionate. He is quite capable of intense emotions but he keeps them fiercely in check...he always has. I've never seen him overwhelmed before--ever, so I know that the pressure of everything must be getting to him. However, I was quite flattered actually that he would let down his guard with me.

The tempest lasted for a few seconds, then he wiped his eyes and acted like nothing was wrong. "I'm sorry, I usually don't get emotional like this. I wasn't crying," he stated, for the record. "I just teared up for a second there." I instantly agreed, keeping my smile on the inside. I considered it a HUGE breakthrough. He had let himself be vulnerable in front of me. No guy had ever done that before. Wow.

Of course, he was back to his charming self within seconds. His phone rang, it was another client of the same account, pretty much angry and blaming everything on Daniel. Inwardly cursing this client for the interuption of my breakthrough, I waited for this new guy to get off the phone, but I knew it was going to take a while. Figuring that I wasn't accomplishing anything by sitting there, I decided to head on into the house. I knew Danny had to get back to his neck of the woods before 5, and it was already 3:15. Giving him a smooch, I bid him adieu and sauntered into my place.

He knocked on my door a few minutes later. His phone had died and he needed to use the house phone to placate this angry client, charging up his cell at the same time. So I was on my computer, checking my mail, and Danny sat behind me...on the phone with Mr. Interupter for about 15 more minutes.


I don't know if I'm just hardwired to be super attracted to Danny, but just watching him and the way he classically manipulated the client from anger and blaming to acceptance and cooperation was something beautiful to behold. I wanted him, right there and then, the Mr. Take Charge and Be Aggressive mode that he was in.

I confess, I was a bit naughty. I climbed unto his lap and played with him while he was still on the phone. The more I distracted him, running my fingers through his hair, kissing his neck, trailing my fingers up and down his chest, shifting my hips against his groin...the more intense he got. And the more turned on I was. He wrapped up the call quickly and I dragged him to my room. I took charge, having my way with him, taking his clothes off when I felt like it. I kissed him everywhere I could reach, while I rubbed myself up against his hard arousal.

He responded the way I anticipated, relishing in the contact of skin against skin. I leaned above him, while he lavishly licked and sucked my breasts, driving me into a deeper frenzy. I wanted more.

In movies, somehow...the clothes magically dissolve in seconds...well, that happened with me. It wasn't long until I had his thick masculinity in my grasp. I played with it at first, gently massaging his sac with one hand and squeezing him tightly with the other. Of their own accord, my lips lavished him hotly with love and he jerked and got harder to my ministrations.

He reached his fingers down and touched my pussy, and then all of a sudden, the seducer became the seduced. He stroked me with a deft touch, massaging the tight folds until I could scarcely breathe. I couldn't even continue with giving him a blowjob, coiled whips of passion arced through my bloodstream and I forgot about everything. "I want you in me. Now," I pretty much demanded.

Danny complied. He entered me slow, yet steady...with a fierce pressure that sought my core. My walls tightened around him like a hot fist involunatarily. And then he started to move. Long, deep, forceful strokes that took my breath away. The rhythmic motions combined with everything else he was doing to me pretty much unmanned me. I came within minutes, with liquid heat coursing through my veins. He lay inside me for a few seconds, and all I could do was try to breathe as I clenched my Kegels around him. I raked my nails lightly over his damp skin and marvelled at the emotions that were coursing through me.

"I want you to come for me. In my mouth,"I stated. Danny sent me a quizzical glance. "Sure you have energy for that?" As a response, I took the condom off, had him stand up while I sat on the bed. I sucked him fast and deep, just the way he liked it and it didn't take long at all before he came. I nearly gagged with the force of his cum, but managed to swallow it like a trooper.

The orgasm had shaken him to the core. I guess because of everything that had happened to us prior. He could barely moved. I saw that a fat drop had escaped my notice, and licked his cock one more time. He shuddered. "I'm sorry--"I started. "'s ok, I'm just really sensitive right now," he said in a harsh whisper.

He collapsed on top of me, shielding me from his weight yet enveloping me at the same time. My CD player started playing the Norah Jones' song...Love Me Tender.
Love me tender, love me sweet
Never let me go
You have made my life complete
And I love you so

Love me tender, love me true
All my dreams fulfill
For, my darling I love you
And I always will.

Love me tender, love me dear
Tell me you are mine
I'll be yours through all the years
'Till the end of time

Love me tender, love me true
All my dreams fulfill
For, my darling I love you
And I always will

Love me tender, love me true
All my dreams fulfill
For, my darling I love you
And I always will
Always will
I lay back and closed my eyes, with his head cradled in my chest, letting the beautiful song and moment just wash over me, sang the lyrics in my heart. I already know I love him. It's a shame that I can't tell him.


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