All day I dream about sex.

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The Neighbor has been adorable lately.  While I’ve swung from left to right with my emotions — do I stay or do I go? — he’s crowded in to cuddle me and be cuter than a pile of puppies on a carpet of kittens.

Tonight he brought us dinner, two bottles of wine, and encouraged me to do a “TN Tuesday” post with the pics I’d taken a few days ago.

“What do you want to do tonight?” he asked, standing in my kitchen with my little green shorts on, his cock nearly hanging out the pant leg.  He ate while standing at my kitchen island.

“I dunno…” I was tired and non-committal; it’d been a long, rough day of not making money and wallowing in my rage for my ex.  You know, the usual.

But it was as if a gun had gun off.  He flung his arms out in a clearing motion and said that I could do whatever I needed so long as I wrote [about him].  Did I need my laptop?  My desktop?  Should the TV be on in the background? What did I need to be creative?

I told him laptop, Long Island Medium, glass of wine.

He made it all happen then took a quick nap on the other couch.  His mouth hung open like a little bat cave while I downloaded pics and thought about what I’d share about him this week.

So, here it is:

He loves wearing giant underwear.   Like, biker shorts/long-johns underpants.  Personally, I hate them (mostly), but then every so often he’ll bust out with a pair of these and I can’t help but allow it.

 

TN in his ADIDAS.
Before.

I mean, wouldn’t any woman in her right mind??

 

TN in his ADIDAS.
After.

[Ed. note: TN Tuesdays is a semi weekly meme which will share more of The Neighbor with my Internet Boyfriend.  All photos will have his approval before I post them.  As always, he’s eager to see what you guys think and has requested that I share any comments.]

TNT#5

A 40-something single mother who writes honestly about sex, body image, D/s, relationships, her nervous tics, and how much she loves to fucking fuck. She also likes to show you her tits.

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28 thoughts on “All day I dream about sex.”

  6. Oooh, I thought the before was THE shot, then I saw the AFTER shot! Hoooooooly shit, I wouldn’t mind! :p

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  11. I think my comment about the pics goes along the same lines as the other girls here: YUM!
    I know the second is nice, but my favourite one is the first. I was wondering why… and I think it’s because the outline of the head is so much clearer… giving me ideas ;-)

    Now, about the words… I can so relate to “it’d been a long, rough day of not making money and wallowing in my rage for my ex. You know, the usual.”
    Yes, I know :-(
    Big hugs, good luck, know you’re not alone :-/
    XO

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  13. How phallicly inadequate do I feel after seeing that picture? (At least I have no one to disappoint!)
    Are you able to share a picture of TN in your little green shorts? If not, and seeing as you’re not a fan of his shorts, how about getting him an Ergowear thong?
    http://www.ergowear.com/thongs-jocks/?sort=newest
    With a cock that size, they would make a very compelling sight. (And in case he’s wondering, they’re incredibly comfortable>)

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