Archive for January, 2008

She’s Gotta Have It!

They say variety is the spice of life! But when cheating, you usually have to keep your wanderlust a secret.

Sometimes a woman encounters a man she simply has to have, a man so irresistable - and perhaps so titilltingly wrong - that all her sane reasoning goes right out the bedroom window...She may adore her hubby or boyfriend, yet start an affair with someone who offers more of the steamy, satisfying sex she craves. Sometimes the stud muffin in question is so humpable and well-hung that a woman knows the relationship is just about good sex.

They say variety is the spice of life! But when cheating, you usually have to keep your wanderlust a secret. You must create a line between “partner A” (the man in your life) and “partner B” (the man, or men, you have on the side). This means never allowing the guy you are messing around with to permeate your life completely. You should never allow him into your home or even near your residence. If possible keep as much personal information, well, personal. Remember that you don’t really know “person B” and if and when you decide to stop communicating with him he may try to retaliate. So avoid all super personal details like where your partner works, your address, etc.

Seriously, if God had meant for Women to be with only one man at a time, he wouldn't have made men want us so damn much, so here is how to cheat and never ever get caught by your husband or boyfriend!

1. Never do it in your home town unless you know the places and back roads really well. When traveling you know that you will shower before your husband or boyfriend smells you, and if your clothes have a funny cologne smell, say it was the soap from the hotel, or some other similar story.

2. Try to avoid cheating with the same guy too often and, if you can, give him NO WAY to contact you!. Why? Unless you want the relationship with your husband or boyfriend to end, spending too much time with someone else may lead to stronger feelings for the guy on the side. Messy! And remember how hard it was to get rid of guys you didn't want to see again when you were single? Try explaining why you're being harassed to your husband! All guys will eventually want to "hike their leg" on you!

3. Try not to vary your schedule alot. Using excuses like "working late" or "going in early" too much will arouse suspicion. Ditto for using new outside activities such as gym, jogging, etc., as ways to hook up with him. The best times will be when you know your husband/boyfriend is occupied somewhere else.

4. NEVER call from a traceable phone. Not from home, not from work, not from a hotel room. Not from your cell phone. Absolutely never. Use a pre-paid calling card or use change at a phone booth.

5. Act normal! A sudden interest in improving your appearance may raise a red flag with a suspicious guy!

6. Don't personally discuss this with anyone you can't trust!

7. Try to keep an overnight bag hidden in your car - like under the spare tire compartment or in a lockable glove compartment. In it have extra make-up, toothpaste and brush, perfume, condoms, etc. DO NOT bring this bag into your house! it will look as if you're planning a trip! (And try explaining condoms to your man when you're on the pill!)

8. Leave no physical evidence. Keep very close track of condom wrappers, unused condoms, etc.

9. Never use your credit card for anything.

10. If you get a hotel room, pay cash.

11. And most of all...whether you are having much sex with your man or not, treat him well. No, make that extremely well!

Computer Usage:

Email

Scandalous! wants to make special point about computers. More people get busted for extra curricular sex from evidence on their computer than any other way. Your computer can be your worst enemy if you employ it to arrange your flingd. Certain "files" and "folders" on your hard drive contain a history of every move you make! How do you "cover your ass" while trying to "get some ass?" Read on!

First and foremost, you need your own private and anonymous e-mail address. A shared one with your man just won't do! What if he intercepts a message from your "stud on the side?" There are countless free e-mail services available - Yahoo Mail and Gmail just to name three.

Deleting Browser History

For Internet Explorer 5 and 6, you can follow these directions to clear out temporary files and delete cookies.

1) Open Internet Explorer and click on Tools
2) Click on Internet Options
3) On the General Tab, in the middle of the screen, click on Delete Files
4) You may also want to check the box "Delete all offline content"
5) Click on OK and wait for the hourglass icon to stop after it deletes the temporary internet files
6) You can now click on Delete Cookies and click OK to delete cookies that websites have placed on your hard drive.

To clear the Internet History in IE 5 and 6:

1) Open Internet Explorer and click on Tools
2) Click on Internet Options
3) On the General Tab, in the middle of the screen, click on Clear History
4) Click OK

Firefox 1 (NOT /Netscape)

Click on Tools and then Options, then click on Privacy. Click on the Clear button next to History; Saved Form Information; Cookies and Cache.

Firefox 2 and 3

Click on Tools and then Options, then click on Privacy. At private data select settings, ensure that all boxes have been selected and then click on Clear Now

Netscape 7

Click on the Edit menu and select Preferences. In the left pane, expand History then in the right area click Clear History. Next, expand Privacy and Security and select Cookies then on the button Manage Stored Cookies and in the new dialog box click Remove All Cookies. Then repeat similar for Forms and the Manage Stored Form Data button and the same for Passwords and the Manage Stored Passwords button. Aditionally, you may Manage Forms, Cookies and Passwords individually from the Tools menu - but not the temporary page Cache files.

Opera

Click on Tools and then Preferences. Click on the Advanced tab and then the History section on the left-hand side. Click the Clear button to the right of Addresses and the Empty Now button to the right of Disk cache. Opera does not have an easy wasy to clear all Cookies.

Safari (often used on Apple Macs)

Resetting Safari clears the history, empties the cache, clears the Downloads window, and removes all cookies. It also removes any saved user names and passwords or other AutoFill data and clears Google/Yahoo search entries. To do this go to the Safari menu at top left hand screen. Choose Reset Safari, and click Reset.

Deleting your browsing history:

Internet browsers also keep a record of all the web pages you visit. This is known as a 'history'. To delete history for Internet Explorer and Netscape/Firefox hold down the Ctrl key on the keyboard, then press the H key (Crtl, Alt and H for Opera). Find any entries that are revealing of your activities, right click and choose Delete. For Safari, select History at top of the screen and choose "Clear History"

To clean up other temporary files on your computer in Windows 98 or higher:

1) Click Start, Programs (or All Programs), Accessories, System Tools, Disk Cleanup
2) Choose the correct drive usually C:\
3) Check the boxes in the list and delete the files

You should do this each time your surf for pages that might reveal your sexual intentions if you need to keep them secret.

Privacy

But wait! What about the history you've collected yourself in the form of saved e-mails, pictures, stories, neat little "how to's" like this one, etc.? You don't want to delete them. One option is to put them all on a floppy disk or CD. But then you'd have to keep up with it!

If you own your computer, you're trying to conceal sexy flings from a boyfriend, and he only uses your computer occasionally, here are a few great alternatives to storing files on media or deleting them:

Encrypt Files is free encryption desktop computer software. It is a lightweight but powerful program that will allow you to encrypt your files and folders and password protect them. Make sure to remember your password or you won't able to decrypt files to a "normal", readable state. Pretty neat, huh? It does have a moderate learning curve and you can download it here!

Another program like the one above is TrueCrypt, a free open-source disk encryption program that locks up your private files and folders and password protects them. it will even "hide" these folders from others. Snag it here.

There are ways, of course, to store the files in question on the internet. You can then download them from any computer with internet access! One way is to store them in special folders within your web-based e-mail. An online alternative to this is the handful of "internet hard drives" out there. These allow you to upload files and store them. You can acess them with a username and password. Check out A-Drive, Freedrive, and Driveway!

How about all of those bookmarks/Favorites you've collected to sexy sites like this one? ScandalousWomen to the rescue! Here is a cool site that lets you keep all of your bookmarks/favorites online and away from hubby or boyfriend's eyes - and you can access them from anywhere! Its called MyBookmarks!

Should you have any further suggestions on keeping you computer activities private, don't hesitate to contact us!

Jan 07, 2008 | 3 comments | View Post

A wonderful Christmas

J woke me early the morning after I’d been out with S. He was obviously aroused and wanted to enjoy hearing more about my time the night before, as we’d both lost our excitement as soon as I’d mentioned inviting S round on the Saturday whilst he and the children were away at his brothers. I started telling him that I hadn’t confirmed anything and could easily call S later that morning and tell him it wasn’t possible . . . But J was really worked up and telling me he wanted me to do whatever turned me on and he’d spend all day thinking about what I was doing, and not be able to concentrate on the football, or anything else at all. He was rubbing himself against my tummy and suggesting what I should wear and what I should do to S, and reminding me of the day I’d had him round in the summer. I was holding his head against my nipples and pushing my tummy back against his willy and telling him that I’d do “whatever you want me to do if it will turn you on like this”. He came with gasping moans and groans as I tried to keep him quiet from waking the children. I rolled him onto his back and cleaned him up with tissues and then snuggled down beside him kissing his cheek and shoulder and telling him I wasn’t sure it was actually such a good idea anyway, and that I did have loads and loads of things to organise for the family Christmas dinner that we were hosting just a few days after the weekend. He was whispering that he really wanted me to do it now and that he’d just been surprised when I’d mentioned it last night. He was sorry he’d reacted like that and couldn’t I see how much the idea now turned him on?

S did call me on my way into work to thank me for a lovely evening and I found myself asking “would you like to come round on Saturday early evening for a meal and some drinks”. He asked if it would “just be the two of us” and I laughed and said “yes of course”.

After taking J and the children to the station in the morning I’d spent the rest of the day shopping and tidying things away as best I could for the two-day Christmas meal on the coming Tuesday and Wednesday. I showered and quickly prepared the living room. Arranging the sofa-bed as I had in the summer was a little more difficult this time as we’d re-arranged the room somewhat to allow for the Christmas Tree. I had to re-position the television slightly so the angle was better from the sofa bed (J had left me a selection of DVD’s). I set-up the dining table with candles and Christmas decorations and put on some pasta, before rushing off to the bathroom to make-up, and dry my hair. Despite J’s rather outlandish suggestions I decided just to wear a simple wrap-around top which ties at the side, and a black silk skirt. I’d normally wear a blouse beneath the top as it is quite low-necked and loose, but we weren’t going to be going anywhere, and as I stood in front of the mirror I had my first little tingles of excitement as I told myself J would approve as the top looked quite provocative enough without being “too tarty”.
I was actually on the phone to J and the children when S arrived, and I ushered him in through the front room (past the sofa bed!) and into the dining room. His eyes were glancing back at the front room and then looking at me with an excited smile as I motioned for him to pour some wine into our classes on the table whilst I continued my conversation on the phone. J was asking “when is your guest arriving” and I replied “just arrived” as I accepted the glass from S. As I’d ended the call with “lots of love, I’ll pick you up from the station tomorrow”, S asked “are they not coming back this evening?” I was already feeling in good form as I put the phone down and kissed him, “no you’ve got me all to yourself for the whole night!”. He said “you know I can’t stay out all night”, before telling me how beautiful I looked and then kissing me again. We wished each other compliments of the season in between kisses and his hands were already starting to roam but I pushed him away and said “I have actually cooked you a dinner you know”.

We had a really enjoyable meal actually. Talking for ages about ‘family Christmases’ and how you were made to feel obliged to entertain all the relatives and put-up with everybody’s quirks and arguments. We were well into our second bottle of wine before I realised that we had exhausted our discussions on family and friends at Christmas, and that S was reaching over more and more to stroke my hand and tell me how gorgeous I looked. I got up and led him into the living room. The music had long run-out on the stereo so I put on some more Cds and then turned to switch on the TV screen and start the DVD. S was standing awkwardly by the side of the sofa-bed so I pushed him gently down and then knelt in beside him. I turned the volume down on the DVD so we just had vision with the CD on the stereo providing a more romantic soundtrack. S was already caressing the fabric of my top so I undid the tie and let the front fall open to let him cup and then kiss and suck at my boobs. In a few minutes we were both naked on top of the sofa bed and kissing and stroking each other passionately.

There’s something about being in the comfort of your own home that seems to make you feel much more relaxed . . . and much more aroused and we quite quickly forgot about the television screen as he laid me back on the sofa bed and continued his sucking and licking. As he began to stroke and probe with his fingers I became more aroused and more vocal in my encouragement. Then he lifted away to say that in his rush to leave his house he’d forgotten to bring his gel. I told him I was feeling so worked up that I probably didn’t need any but if he wanted to pause for a few minutes I would get some of our lubricant from our toy box upstairs. S knew that J and I used toys quite regularly but he’d never seen them and asked quite excitedly “can I see your toy box”. I was feeling so naughty now that the idea of being even naughtier made me tingle, so I giggled and pushed him back on the bed and said “all right then, but we don’t actually use them that often, it’s more just for fun sometimes”.
I skipped upstairs to our bedroom feeling really, really aroused but wondering if I should really be doing this, and thinking that perhaps some things should remain private between J and myself. But I was feeling so tingly and excited about arousing and, even, shocking S even more about how adventurous we were that I pulled the whole case out of the wardrobe and returned downstairs to the living room feeling outrageously naughty. I walked across to the sofa bed purposely jiggling my breasts and placing the case on the bed I lifted back the lid and let him look at the collection of vibros and wands whilst I pulled out the bottle of lubricant. He was gasping in amazement as he lifted out some of the toys. He was holding up my newest rampant rabbit before then finding a huge black dildo that we hadn’t actually tried using for ages. “Can you actually take this?” he was gasping. I told him that we hadn’t used a lot of these toys for ages and some of them weren’t practical or enjoyable at all. He asked “which ones are your favourites then?”, but I was feeling a little embarrassed now and just shrugged that it depended on how I was feeling at the time. He wanted to know how I was feeling now and I was trying to kiss him and tell him that I didn’t feel like any toys at all. But he was still lifting up different ones and started to turn-on the rabbit and direct it towards my pussy. I pushed it away though and said “no not now, I don’t want it, it makes me come too quickly and anyway I don’t want any toys right now”. I was trying to distract him by squeezing some of the lubricant out of the bottle on to my hands and rubbing it on him, but he’d found our long beaded wand and lent forward to rub it over my pussy. It did feel lovely just rubbing across me like that and as he took the bottle away from me I just lay back as he said “this looks fantastic” as he continued to slide it up and down over me. I gasped as he rubbed some of the liquid over my pussy and further down between my legs. As he continued I just lay back further and opened wider. He leant forward to start kissing my tummy and then flicking at my pussy with his tongue and I gasped again as I felt the first bead pushing into me. He was telling me how amazing it looked and using his fingers and tongue around my lips and clit as I got more and more worked up and felt the wand sliding further inside. I heard the distinctive buzz of the rabbit but lifted my head up and said “no I told you I don’t want that !! You’ll spoil it”. He quickly apologised and said he was just so turned-on by watching me like this. “Couldn’t I use one of the vibrators” he was almost pleading. I was beginning to lose my concentration now, and actually wishing he’d just keep licking and fingering me, but said “use the silver one if you must”. I could tell by his gasping and groans that the was enjoying playing like this though and I quickly felt myself becoming aroused again as the head of my silver vibro rubbed down against me. I could hear myself groaning louder and louder and I was laying back now, lifting my hips up and pushing against his gentle pushes of the wand and stroking vibro. My nipples were tingling and I had to reach up and squeeze at them with both my hands as I continued to lift up and down. I was screaming my enjoyment and then just came with that exhausting burst when I can’t control myself any longer. I pushed his hands away as I rolled over onto my side and squealed with another burst as I pulled the wand away and felt that last bead popping out. I could hear him gasping as well, and the sound of the case tumbling off the edge of the sofa bed and our toys falling onto the floor. It was too intense a feeling for me to laugh or say anything other than “cuddle me please” as I curled up on my side. I felt his arm curling around my shoulder as he cuddled up behind me as more toys fell onto the floor. He was whispering “fantastic” into my ear and telling me how much he loved hearing me use language like that. I was aware of exactly what I’d been saying, but told him now just to “shhh and just cuddle for a while”.

We lay for quite some time, not falling asleep and not even talking, but just laying together with my back squeezed into his chest and his arm across mine. Eventually I turned round and snuggled back into him. He was stroking my back and I could feel him hard against my tummy. I slid my hand down and started stroking him but he said “can we use one of the other ones now?” I laughed and pushed himover on his back telling him I’d had enough toys for one night and that it was his turn now . . . especially as he hadn’t come when I’d seen him during the week. He told me that he had come actually, but that I’d fallen asleep so quickly that I just hadn’t realised. I lifted myself up onto his stomach pushing my hands down onto his shoulder jokingly apologising that I’d obviously been so boring for falling asleep straight away. He ran the palms of his hands up to my breasts saying I was “never boring”. My nipples were tingling again and I told him to squeeze them really hard. Sometimes when I get aroused my nipples become a bit numb quite quickly, but other times I find it really arousing to have them squeezed and pinched for ages. I was really getting turned-on all over again and gasping at him to “squeeze them harder and harder” as I slid my pussy backwards towards his hips. I could feel him hard and I easily lifted myself up and then down onto him. I had wanted him to be coming, but I was now feeling myself getting more and more turned-on as I bounced up and down on him and kept gasping at him to “pinch them, squeeze my tits”. I felt myself coming again and just fell forward on top of him, gasping and groaning. We rolled over onto our sides again, him squeezing me into his chest. I told him I was sorry I’d come so quickly again . . . he just laughed and told me it was wonderful.
It was so warm and comfortable squeezed into him like this that we both did doze off this time. We slept for some time as when I woke up, still with my head on his shoulder, and him gently snoring beside me, the music from the CD player had stopped. As I rolled away from him and got off the sofa-bed, he awoke as well. The DVD had also stopped on the TV, so I knelt down and changed the disk from the pile that J had left me. I walked over to push replay on the CD player and then walked round into the dining-room to pick up the bottle of wine from the table. It was quite a comical site to look back into the living-room and see our toys scattered around the floor. I topped-up our glasses and handed S his as I knelt back next to him. As we sipped at our wine I was disappointed when S said he’d have to think about going. “It’s not even 11 yet!” I said. “You can’t go til you’ve come”. He laughed and said he’d been in trouble if he stayed out too late. I put my glass down on the floor and then slid down to his stomach and told him “you’ll be in trouble with me if you go now”. He wasn’t hard, but as I stroked him and then started to suck on him I could feel him responding. I love the feeling of my man’s cock getting harder in my mouth. It gives me a sort of feeling of warmth and power. As I sucked gently and and down on him he was quite quickly hard and groaning. I pulled away a little and slid down a little further on my side to get comfortable and began licking up and down as I pushed his cock against the palm of one hand with my tongue, whilst I gently squeezed his balls with my other hand. S has a really smooth join at the base of his cock, much smoother than my other two men, and I love licking him there and then sucking his balls gently whilst I keep stroking up and down with my hand. He was groaning and trying to pull me up, telling me he wanted to “put it inside”. But I resisted his pulling and instead slid my mouth back down over him, sucking up and down with quicker and quicker strokes. I could tell from his gasping and his twisting from side to side that he was going to come and I pulled away as he cried out. I muzzled my face into his balls, kissing him there as he pumped and pushed back and forth, gasping and groaning. I felt splashes onto my back and shoulder as I reached round and grasped his bum cheeks pulling him tighter into my face. I wouldn’t let go of his bum until I felt his shudders had stopped and I let him roll back onto his back. I sat up and then cuddled up into his chest as he recovered. As he put his arms around me we could both feel his come rubbing into my back. I could feel a damp patch on my hair as well and giggled as I snuggled into his shoulder that “he’d made quite a mess”.

We dozed off again as although the music was still playing when we next stirred, the DVD had finished again. S asked what time it was as I reached down for my wine. He found his watch which he taken off and put on the coffee table next to the sofa bed . . . “it’s gone midnight”. I passed him my wine glass and lay back down. He emptied the glass and put it down on the table then lent over to suck on my nipple and release a jet of cold wine over me. I tingled with the feeling and swore at him. “You’ve got to do the other one now” and then gasped as he lent further across and sucked and swirled more wine around my other nipple. After his earlier remark about the time I’d been expecting him to say he had to go again, but now he was sucking on me again and was soon sliding down to my pussy. “Oh, I like that” I told him as I felt his tongue flicking over me and his fingers sliding in between my lips. I was soon writhing from side to side and feeling really aroused all over again. “I need my nipples done more” I told him. But he asked if he could see me with my rabbit now. “No, I don’t want toys” I told him, “just suck on me more”. I lay back further and just pulled him down on me. He was sucking on me again and I was urging him on and wrapping my legs around his back. His cock just slipped into my pussy and I was telling him to “suck and fuck”. We were rocking back and forth against each other and I was pushing his head down against my breasts as I was feeling naughtier and naughtier.

He pulled away though and said he had to stop or he’d come again. I told him I wanted him to come, but he slid down to my pussy again licking and then sliding his fingers over me again. I was gasping and groaning and lifting myself up against his face. His tongue was sliding further and further down and around and then up again. He turned me over and I lifted myself up against him as I felt his cock against my bum cheeks. I felt him stop for a moment, but then realised he was reaching for the bottle of gel from the floor. I felt the splash of cold tingling against me as he rubbed it down between my cheeks and round to my pussy. His fingers started sliding around me and I could hear myself groaning again and telling him not to stop. It’s uncomfortable at first sometimes but S is so gentle and slow when we do this that as we re-adjust our positions I just suddenly feel myself relaxing and almost falling backwards against him. We were pushing back and forth against each other and I was squealing at him “fucking hell, fucking hell” as he slid his hands round in front of me. The sofa bed isn’t as firm as a normal mattress and it was difficult to keep our balance as he was squeezing one of my boobs with one hand whilst sliding his fingers around and around my clit with the other. I could hear and feel myself coming and gasping out to him “I’m fucking coming”. He cried out as well and pulled his hands round to hold me by my hips as he pumped and gasped out. I just had to pull forward as I couldn’t continue and he fell on top of me as we collapsed onto the sheets. We lay together for a really long time without speaking. It wasn’t until I felt him getting off the bed that I could roll over and ask if he was ok. He said “fantastic, but I do really have to go home”.

I just felt too exhausted to even move for a while as I watched him dressing. He sat down on the edge of the sofa bed to thank me for “an amazing evening”. I tried to tempt him into staying, but knew instantly that I shouldn’t really be suggesting things like that. I got up to see him out . . . we stood in the hallway kissing each other and wishing each other a lovely time at Christmas. As he left, I thought for a moment that I should clear up the things and go upstairs to bed, but instead walked back into the living room and just collapsed onto the sofa bed.

I slept-in late in the morning and by the time I’d cleared everything away it was time to pick up J and the children from the station. I could tell from J’s looks and his ambiguous comments as we drove back home that he was desperate to hear about my evening, but with the rest of the day taken-up with more getting ready for the next few days of Christmas, it wasn’t until we finally got the children off to bed after midnight that we could share the whispered excitement of my previous evening.

. . . but the next few days with J were just wonderful . . . and it continued right through Christmas. Normally I find my “family turn of hosting Christmas” as really exhausting and actually quite stressful, but this year it just seemed to happen at it’s own pace and without any of the normal worry or arguments. The children complained that J and I were “always kissing each other in front of everyone . . . it’s just SO embarrassing!!” And even my mother mentioned “how lovely it is to see you and J still so good together” (unlike other members of the family!).

Hope you’ve all had a wonderful Christmas and best wishes for the New Year

Jan 05, 2008 | 0 comments | View Post