I'll Be Your Private Dancer

One of the more intriguing questions that I received from one of the guys I chat with online touches a little on seduction and a lot on sexy, which is why I thought it was something I really wanted to put a lot of thought into … and maybe a few “pauses” as well!

One of the things that I think I sometimes forget is the idea of seducing my husband just because he is my husband. We tend to have a fairly active sex life, and certainly share an awful lot of what goes on in our minds, but I can also see how some of the things we do has also taken away some of the fun.

For example, my friend asked me “if you were to perform a sensual, seductive striptease for your husband, what two items would you leave on and why?”

And I kind of sat back for a moment and thought: wow … I don’t think I have ever done that. Ever since we launched my website back in July 2002, lingerie, adult costumes and sexy outfits have always been used strictly as photo shoot props. Our sex life without the camera, for the most part, is about getting naked, getting hot and getting busy. The seduction has been set aside for some of the more special occasions, such as when we go out as a couple, or something a little more psychological like sexting.

After 20 years together, you do find things kind of “comfortable” and so some of those small parts to the art of seduction get set aside. I mean, really … at this point, I’m pretty much a sure thing.

So to think on the idea of getting dressed up and performing a seduction dance for him was something I needed to really think about.

The one thing I can easily say in response to the question is my high heels. My husband has a real big thing for high heels; sexy, slutty shoes that are all business. I know that when I slip on a pair of heels – even if the whole idea behind wearing them at that moment is innocent fashion – I will get an awful lot of attention from him. It’s even more exciting when I know if I wear them to work, for example, he will be thinking about me in them all day. That will turn up the heat on his libido, which means some hot and sexy times when I get home at the end of the day.

It doesn’t hurt that the attention I get at work when I wear them suggests that the interest in me in heels is shared.

My husband has been a big contributor to my shoe collection, having purchased numerous pairs for me – for use both in and out of the bedroom. If I’m going to torment him to the best of my sexual and seductive abilities, the shoes stay on.

I think the other item I would leave on might just be something that some of you may go “really?” … my wedding rings. My husband has a real kink for the idea of a married woman behaving like the seductress. It’s why in a lot of the photos on my website, you will clearly see my rings – the intent being you are seeing some even more forbidden than just a naked woman, you are seeing someone’s wife in a very sexual way.

I never thought of it from that angle until we got into my website and I started chatting with guys online. There was something really exciting for them about me being married … a touch taboo, some said. Either way, I learned there is quite an appeal for it.

So, heels and wedding rings … what more could a sexy striptease offer than that?

Andee     xoxo

Sex | Andee's Quick Six For Sex

One of the guys that emails me every now and then had asked if I would write some more sexy stuff … actually, if I would write more about actual sex. Given that it is one of my most favourite subjects, I have decided to dedicate today to some steamy, fast-paced, hike up the hem, do me quick sex.

With this in mind, I also took some liberties in assembling today’s fun because, as great as sex is, it can be a whole lot hotter when it happens in the most unusual locations … and maybe not so unusual if you are adventurous like me. I’ve picked what I consider realistic for me … you may have other ideas so feel free to share your own; I’m always game for getting some somewhere.

Andee’s Quick Six For Sex

1. The Bathroom

Normally this would rank as a “well, that’s not very unusual…” except what I mean is in the bathroom – at a party. And preferably one you are not hosting. Could be hotter if you managed to do this with, say, someone other than your traditional partner? I’m not advocating infidelity, but let the fantasy stand as something steamy, fast and almost anonymous. My kind of quickie ... with the right person!

2. The Washroom

I can never remember if my American friends call them washrooms or restrooms, but I’m thinking the office loo: slip away for a mid-afternoon interlude where he slips it out of his suit pants and under the hem of my pencil skirt. I can’t tell you how many of my own personal fuck fantasies touch on this one. The fact my husband encourages me to test my fashion sense with sexy stockings and garters hasn’t helped cool the heat here either.

3. Hotel Hot Tub

Yes, there is a certain ick factor here, because if you are busy sliding it into me while I am sitting on your lap, it probably means someone else has thought of the same thing … and I’m not sure when the pool staff changed the water. Anyway, I can’t tell you how horny it makes me when I am in the hot tub and there are people around…and then someone (ok, my husband … mostly) slides a hand down between my legs and under the seam of my bathing suit. A mixture of voyeurism, exhibitionism and hormones can be very explosive.

4. Highway Rest Stop

Sure, a bit cliché … but a lot more exciting than getting hot and bothered in the backseat on a secluded country road. Rest areas are generally busy … and patrolled. Just how quick can you draw that pistol cowboy; the sheriff might not be far behind!

5. A Walk In The Park

I love sex outdoors. There is something more free and naughty about doing it in wide open spaces. Lest we think I’m talking about the playground … there is something erotic about going for a nice little trail hike and instead of getting off the beaten track, why let me get you off! The hiking boots may not be as sexy as those date-night stilettos, but you’ll soon overlook my fashion faux pas.

6. Corridor Club

As far as I know, and I’m willing to be naïve here, this is one that seems to be fairly unique to where I live. Much like the famous Mile High Club, the Corridor Club involves two horny people getting it on in the toilet of public transportation. On the upside, some of the train cars on my commuter train have large enough space to accommodate two people in an almost comfortable quickie position – unlike airplane toilets.

Bonus:

My Best Quickie

At first I thought I would need to think about this for a long time, but there is one example of quickie sex that still stands out in my mind as the hottest so far.

During the early days of my sexual adventure, my husband and I explored the idea of “swinging” and what it might be like to find another couple to join us in the bedroom. After a bit of research, we found a lifestyle club not far from where we lived, booked our tickets for one of the dances and set about trying to calm the nerves over making the leap. We had no idea what to expect, and the days leading up to it were filled with a mixture of sexual excitement and downright fear.

FROM THE ACTUAL NIGHT

On the night in question, we headed out … and upon arrival at the club, proceeded to drive around the block a couple times to build up our courage to actually go inside. Once we did, we realized how silly all our notions had been as the club turned out to be pretty much a regular club – except everyone was so much more intriguing. There were people in just about any state of dress you can imagine. Mostly, we were riveted to this one woman with a killer body wearing nothing but high heels and a white thong. Wow, she was sexy. I was amazed at how comfortable and sexually confident she was at being so … exposed.

Watching her dance was definitely a turn-on … and then later in the evening, we sat and watched as she went down on her girlfriend at their table while the guys they were with sat back so nonchalantly. I couldn’t tear my eyes away.

Anyway, my husband and I took to the dance floor, and after a few songs, we had soon “forgotten” about everyone around us. A really sexy slow song came on, and we just kind of danced and kissed through the whole thing. As we did, my husband slipped my dress off my shoulders and down to my waist. I was there on the dance floor with my breasts complete exposed. It was exhilarating and scary at the same time.

By the time we had to leave to go home, both of us were so incredibly horny. I stripped off my panties in the front seat of the car and proceeded to finger myself to orgasm twice. I thought for sure my husband would drive off the road. Instead, he found a secluded back road and pulled over at the edge of a cornfield. Since it was summer time, and a beautiful evening, we slipped around to the back of the car and he hiked up my dress from behind, unzipped his pants and pounded me hard.

The next morning, when I went outside, I could see my hand prints on the hatch of the car … I left them there as long as Mother Nature let me as a reminder of that night. I still get a little horny anytime I have to drive past a cornfield!

Andee     xoxo

Panties | What They Say About Me

I came across this humourous article the other day, written by a man who was writing in response to an article that tried to define men by the kind of underwear they wore. Throughout the piece, he was very tongue-in-cheek about how certain styles of panties defined women because, as we all know, you can’t really define what someone’s personality is by the kind of knickers they have on.

Anyway, I thought it might be kind of fun to keep the theme going this week, as we have spent a couple days already discussing my panties. So, I opened up my panty drawer and had a look to see what different pairs might suggest about me …

Panties vs. Personality

My leopard-print thong

Out of my whole collection of underwear, these are the most recent pair to have joined my collection. I bought them to match a bra that I really wanted to get, and the store didn’t have anything sensible to match. The initial plan was that I needed something sexy that would work for some photo shoots, and yet still be practical enough for daily wear. In addition, my friend Matt had sent me this really awesome garter belt that had leopard print accents – a touch of my wild side on top of my exploring my wild side! It made sense, based on some of the naughty conversations I had already had with my hubby, so my animal instinct leapt at the chance to add them to my collection.

In the end, they are truly my panties for when I am feeling wild: they were the ones I was wearing for my afternoon rendezvous with my Office Guy!

My seamless VS bikinis

Some days I want you to notice my ass in my pants, or that sexy dress. And while you are ogling me from behind, the last thing I want in your mind is the distracting vision of my VPLs. My husband was the one who got me hooked – and hooked up – with the delight of Victoria’s Secrets, and there has been no looking back since. Some of the most comfortable yet sexy panties I have ever owned have translated into me feeling a lot more sexually confident and desirable … and willing to wear some of those sleek outfits and stylish skirts.

Who do you think benefits from that?

My sensible bikinis

Let’s be honest, a woman can’t walk around in her best lingerie every day of the week. And I know as much fantasy as you guys want to put into what we have on – or don’t have on – under our clothes, the truth is we have many days when the sensible side of our personality likes to be satisfied. Mostly in black, these panties do the job underwear is supposed to do … but are not so frighteningly ugly that should there be a need, I would not be embarrassed to reveal them. Every now and them, I might mix up that girl-next-door sensibility with a hint of red or pink or purple. A little colour is always good.

My black lace

Initially these were bought after I was prompted by my hubby for a devilish scheme he had in mind related to my flirtatious antics at work. The crazy games started a while back, when my hubby teased me about how I could drive my friend at work crazy by leaving a pair of panties for him. Yeah, great thought, but in a Bridget Jones moment, I realized that most of my “every day panties” aren’t exactly the trophy most guys might seek. So, with that in mind I found them … and kept them. They rank as one of my most comfortable pairs – and are still ready to play the role of a rear-view mirror prize should my bravery show up.

For me, these still hint at the flirtatious delight I get from those days when opportunity knocks. And like these panties, it shows that I have a sexy side, but still need to know where my comfort zone is.

My tiny t-bar

Every now and then I want to feel, dress and play the role of slut. Now, just to be clear, this does not mean putting on my naughty t-bar and a pair of low-rider jeans a la trailer trash style. No way. These tiny little panties cover just enough so that when I am wearing the drool-worthy club dress, you may just get a little flash of “barely there.”

I’m not much of a thong girl, so these are definitely the special-occasion panties – meant to come off within a couple hours of going on. These are usually accessorized with a pair of killer heels, also meant for those special occasions when they might point towards the ceiling as opposed to the floor!

Of course, the challenge for the men in my life is trying to determine just which mood they might catch me in.

I’m a lucky girl because some of them just keep adding to the selection, which keeps me feeling adventurous and sexy!

Andee     xoxo

How I Became Addicted To Your Fetish

Is it something you are growing tired of hearing about?

As you know, over the past couple months I have acquired a whole new appreciation for the very "old-fashioned" fashion of stockings and garters. I understand that when it comes to edgy style, this idea may not rank quite that high, but I am fascinated by how much something relatively not-so-cutting-edge can send men into a drooling tizzy.

I have thought, perhaps, a super-short skirt would be the thing. Or sky-high stilettos. And I'm sure those are, but when it comes to the very real workplace – you know, that crazy concept that actually pays the bills – neither of those are options for me. I don't work in fashion, nor anywhere with a brass pole. My reality is a multicultural, conservative, policy-driven environment that frowns upon overt sexuality.

And truth be told, my real-life bravery isn't even on the same map as what you enjoy here.

The amazing attention that has been bestowed on me during the times I have worn them is something I gobble up with gusto. I wholeheartedly admit that it has been an marvelous boost for my ego. My online friend Matt is mostly to blame for it all. He has been a huge supporter of mine for a long time and he is a big fan of stockings and garters. After I had taken a few photo sets with the stockings and garters Matt sent to me as a gift, my husband said "It would really be a shame if you only wore his gifts in photo updates."

From there, this part of my adventure opened up. And I suspect some might think this is no big deal, but for this slightly shy science geek, stepping out of any part of my comfort zone is an experience.

One morning, I woke up before my husband, walked into the bathroom and proceeded to get ready for my day at work. Like I often do, I had set out my outfit for the day, so that I wouldn't need to disturb him while he slept. I found a little note from him stuck inside the dress I was planning to wear, along with the stockings and garterbelt. The whole thing was worth it the moment my husband walked into the kitchen to say goodbye to me before I left for the day.

I know my husband loves me, and we have an awful lot of fun together both in and out of the bedroom, but there is nothing that can mask true lustful surprise on a man's face. It's a look that goes right to my heart and knees ... and ego. After over 20 years of being together, there aren't many times left when I can see that sincere expression of delighted shock and desire. It was like watching a kid at Christmas.

Later in the day, when I revealed my fashion leap to my Office Guy the first time, his reaction was equally incredible. To stand just a few feet away from him and do the seductive hiking up of my hem, to see his eyes light up and just stare in amazement was an amazing turn-on for me. Then to allow him to touch and fondle ... still a prominent masturbation memory.

I have never really been a big fan of hosiery. I don't like pantyhose and will muddle through a day with tights only because I have a great outfit and killer boots that require the wearing of them ... not to mention Canadian weather. But mostly, whenever possible, I have avoided the idea.

When I launched my website, I started to learn that there were a number of different fetishes that guys had; hosiery being one. Up until a couple months ago, outside of my photo sessions, I had only worn stockings on my wedding day. And even that day resulted with a round of sex.

Hosiery certainly accents a woman's legs, and the smoothness of the nylon hides any slight imperfections; leaving you with a visual distraction. However, it has taken me a while to begin to understand what it is you guys really do like about a somewhat older fashion statement like stockings and garterbelts.

Stockings, more so than pantyhose, reveal a slightly different side of a woman. These days when they are less common, it suggests she has an adventurous spirit – because let's be honest, garters and stockings are certainly not the battle-worthy undergarments that our grandmothers wore. The hint of the lace top, the peek of uncovered thigh, and the satiny band of garter that holds the stockings in place stir incredible fantasies in men, or so I'm told.

I also think that stockings and garterbelts are what take a woman from the practicality of "office attire" that pantyhose suggest to a mature playfulness. The look says she's no longer going to put on that plaid mini-kilt and pretend she is still in Catholic school, but rather she will slip on that power suit and do naughty, naughty things on the boardroom table.

Stockings are no longer an expected part of a woman's normal attire, so they seem to hold a flirtatious and salacious surprise when she does slip them on. Stockings are erotic and sensual, pantyhose are everyday.

Therapist and relationship expert Louise van der Velde tells us, "Stockings are sexy because they show a bit of flesh but not everything. I think it’s an association thing with men – they’re used to seeing ­stockings on sexy models in magazines so they trigger a response in the male mind.”

“Men find it sexier when you leave something to the imagination,” explains Joy Davidson, PhD, Manhattan-based sex therapist, author of Fearless Sex and creator of the Joy Spot videos (www.joydavidson.com). Give him a sneak peek at what you’ve got going on under those clothes by feigning an “oopsie” moment, she also suggests.

For me, as someone who has never really embraced the idea of pantyhose as something that are comfortable – and necessary – turning to this slightly outdated style has allowed me to explore a more dressy look and tease the hell out of the men in my life.

That's worth it all!

Andee     xoxo

Spiked | My Collection of Bedroom Heels

Last week I mentioned the idea how women actually do have panties that only come out off the lingerie drawer when they know sex is likely to happen. I also have no issue with admitting to owning a number of pairs, myself. Come on, if you haven't figured out by now, I love to get laid and those panties are more likely to get worn out than just worn.

I also have panties that I will wear when I have a sneaking suspicion that they may get noticed, but sex may not be on the immediate agenda ... such as those naughty little flashes to men who may not get the immediate opportunity to get their hands on them.

So it isn't that much of a stretch to accept that I also have certain shoes and boots that never come out in public - except maybe on my website.

As I mentioned just a couple days ago, I know that men tend to be visual creatures. And what the see can have a very positive effect on their libido. One of the fetishes that my husband has is a love of high heels and boots on me. In a way, I am hugely lucky because when it comes to footwear, there is rarely an argument if I want to get some new shoes ... and he also has no issues buying some for me if something catches his eye.

What that has also meant is my collection - while not quite Imelda Marcos worthy - has a substantial variety of heels, boots and somethings I don't know how to describe. Within that collection there are also some pairs that just don't make sense for the kind of work environment I spend my days in. Especially since the offline me does not really have the same brazen sexuality as the online me.

Hot pink vinyl thigh high boots just don't go with scrubs and a lab coat ... trust me.

When I started on my website, one of the first things we did was invest in some stilettos that would be a little more sexy than the normal dressy shoes I would wear to work. The heels are a little higher, which makes walking in them very difficult. Quite honestly, pretty much most of them barely have any wear on the soles. It's hard to scuff them up when they spend most of the time pointing to the ceiling.

Now, as I began to get a lot more comfortable with my sexuality and my adventure began to really take off, my personal comfort with fashion began to relax and open up. The more I stepped out of my shell and felt sexy, the more I began to explore the idea of dressing that way. My husband was a great motivator in all of this - and a tremendous shopper. He truly spoiled me as miniskirts, flirty tops, boots, dresses all began to take over my closet.

And with that came the realization that the right kind of footwear can be a great motivator towards getting laid.

So, these days I own quite a few pairs of heels and boots that I know will make the guys at work pause and look ... and the guy at home make me point them at the ceiling. Well, unless we do it doggy-style. Some heels I have discovered create the perfect angle of my butt and hips.

Here's some more sexy heels for a Happy Hump Day!

Andee     xoxo

All Dressed Up

February turned out to be one of those months where hibernation just wasn't possible. Normally we hide indoors because here in Canada February is typically when the temperature drops to a miserable level and there's just nothing sexy about it.

But this year things have been much different thanks to some bizarre weather. It's actually turned out to be a very socially busy month, with no signs of stopping as we hit the last weekend! Tonight my husband is taking me to an event in the city that we always enjoy - especially because it is strictly about sex. Sexapolooza is a consumer trade show featuring pretty much all things related to getting busy, and a wide variety of kinks. It's usually an expensive night for me ...

Then tomorrow we are attending a party for a friend's birthday - once again, a chance to get out and let loose. So, it was a little timely that an online friend asked me this a while ago ... and now I get to share my answer.

When you go to a party, would you rather show up accidentally under-dressed or overdressed?

I have to say, I would rather be caught overdressed for any event - party or otherwise. And that's a stretch, because I also believe that you can't really be overdressed for anything if you have a sense of style and the confidence to carry it off.

Obviously there will always be those people who will awkwardly point out the obvious: "What are you all dressed up for?" To which I find a good reply is: "After the party, my husband is taking me to meet some well-endowed stud at a ritzy hotel for a night of ..."

You get the idea.

Most social situations will allow for someone who has put forth a bigger effort in their appearance. I'm not about to slip on my sexiest LBD to head out for a night of drinks and conversation at the neighbours, but I would definitely not hit the fundraiser gala scene in my work scrubs and no make-up.

As a woman, dressing up is something deeply attached to our childhood and our innocent fantasies. It's why we played "dress up" as little girls. Now as adults we get to slip on that gorgeous dress and be a "princess" for a night. Not in attitude, just to be the woman that turns heads when she walks into the room.

Plus there is the "adult" side of it too. We get to, maybe, wear those really sexy panties and knock-out heels for a night; whisper into our date's ear about whether or not the panties will stay on until we get home, or if he can hold on to them for us. And don't kid yourself, every woman who has ever slipped on a sexy dress wants to catch a man other than her date checking her out ... for me, that is a huge reward for the night because it touches me both in an self-esteem building way knowing I can still attract a man's attention, and it hits me right between my legs because I also like to know that maybe he is thinking something naughty too.

Of course sometimes where I live, over-dressed is a necessity - such as parkas, mukluks and mittens. But that might just be a stereotype of how cold Canada gets in the winter.

In reality, I'm not the kind of person who gets caught in the idea of being "overdressed" too often. In my real life, I'm actually a very casual person ... much to my husband's frustration. He's the kind of man who has a sense of fashion and wishes I would push the limits a bit every now and then.

Although, it has been working for me at work lately ...

Andee     xoxo

Miniskirts | Should There Be An Age Limit

Once again, I had these brilliant ideas as to what I was going to write. Given how the past week was for me, I had a lot of material I could share …

Then I saw this article online about “how old is too old to wear a miniskirt.” I had to stop and immediately change direction – especially since I am the one who brings you Miniskirt Mondays every week. As you can see in a number of my postings to start the week, I have no issue in slipping on something that will enhance the look of my legs, boost my ego and generally serve its purpose as an office distraction.

And let’s be honest here, anytime I see something that might suggest an attack on your favourite fashion piece, I pay close attention.

The article wasn’t being especially critical. Written by a fashion blogger, she was looking more at the idea of whether or not personal style should change as a woman ages. She was pondering, as she celebrated another birthday, as to whether or not it was becoming time to “look her age” and if it was time to hang up the mini.

That kind of bugs me because I think there is nothing wrong with a woman wearing a short skirt if she has the means and confidence to pull it off. And, as insensitive as it is, I do stress the “the means.” Sorry, but there is some judgemental feelings within me when it comes to hems, and I have seen some women that just shouldn’t challenge convention. Kudos to them for bravery though.

Like this particular writer, I too wonder about my fashion choices as I get older. I fully accept that I am no longer 20-years-old…and I am the mother of two children. I try hard not to cause them any embarrassment, but I refuse to go quietly and frock myself in pastel polyester and sensible shoes.

Some things have been relegated to my “tickle trunk;” only to see the light of day when I need something to pose in for all the naughty photos I post on my website. The go-go boots and schoolgirl skirts, which at one time would have been great for clubbing, may spend a bit of time collecting dust. Other trends just never connected with me – belly shirts, uggs or facial piercings.

In a way, I’m lucky as a mother: I don’t have girls. For me, one of the bigger issues in our society is how young girls – even preteens – are presenting themselves in a much more mature sense of fashion than they should. Part of it is pop culture influence, and part of it is compliant parents that have no issue carting these young ladies into clothing stores where the purchase receipt is wider than the skirt is long.

I think the sexualization of young women – those under the age of consent is a more significant issue than a middle aged woman with incredible legs and the confidence to show them off.

Andee     xoxo

Just An Average Couple

For anyone who also follows me on Twitter, you already know that on the weekend my husband and I headed downtown for the Everything To Do With Sex Show. It's a consumer trade show that we attend pretty much every year, pick up a couple new outfits and fun things for the bedroom, and all that good stuff.

Panties? Or no panties?

This year was especially entertaining...but that had more to do with the ride home than the show itself. More on that later...

One of the comments I made to him, as we walked the aisles of the show - and good on the organizers because it was quiet busy this year - was that, for whatever reason, I noticed how everyone there was just an average couple like us. Young and old, hot and sexy - and not. And I'm sure there are a few with secrets like mine, but otherwise it was a group of everyday people exploring and sharing their sexual health.

In a strange way, I thought that was a really good sign that there are couples out there that want to enjoy their own sexual adventures, and are willing to openly talk about the things that turn them on - like a little role-playing, or sex toys or (naughty girlish giggle) bondage. It made me feel more comfortable in my own desires - not that I needed to, but I think you know what I mean. When you set out on this kind of adventure, be it to discover your own sexuality, accept your fantasies or try to make them realities, you sometimes have that sense of "am I the only one?"

Of course, the big question is: What did Andee get?

Well, the outfits will allow me to play out a few new sexy updates with more of a storyline behind them. That seems to be something you guys enjoy more when it comes to a photo set. I will keep you thinking on what those outfits are until they make an appearance on my website.

But perhaps the biggest leap for me is that after years of exploring with nice "somewhat realistic fake penises," I bought my first glass dildo. In past I was a little reluctant to try glass, just because it seems to be a bit of the unknown for me...the durability I mean. Rubber dildos can fly around the bedroom, bounce off the floor or night stand and not get damaged. Glass? I guess I will just have to be a bit more cautious ;-)

And nothing is ever tame with me...my husband told me as we were heading down to the show that he was looking for something to replace the little vibrating backdoor toy that makes an appearance every now and them when I want that incredible sensation in both. So, now I am the horny owner of a glass anal toy...product review to follow at a later date!

Now, back to the car ride home. Before we left the show, I slipped into the bathroom and removed my panties. I had intended just to tease my hubby a little, thinking we would get all worked up and by the time we get home be ready for some wild sex. Wouldn't you know that downtown traffic on a Saturday was insane...and it took almost two hours just to get out onto the expressway.

At first, my husband was teasing me by gently stroking my thigh just at the hem of my skirt. I wasn't sure if he suspected anything about my lack of panties, but it was driving me crazy waiting for his hand to get high enough up. This went on for a good 20 minutes before he finally slipped his hand all the way up. By then I was already turned on, and it was very obvious...and it's moments like this when I love the Brazilian waxing.

So, as traffic barely turtles along, he starts really playing with my pussy. And he's not one to just sit and nonchalantly fondle me...he likes to mess with my mind at the same time, telling me as people are walking past on the sidewalk, just a couple feet from our vehicle. Then he wonders out loud if the people in the car beside us can see in...all those thoughts and ideas that hits on my exhibitionist thrill.

This goes on...I kid you not...for a good hour. And we only went a couple city blocks with people everywhere outside the car. So, by the time we hit the expressway, I've had it. I am so horny and turned on that I need some serious relief.

One of the little things we had bought is a mini-hitachi. We got it because it is small and very quiet...something I need for a little later adventure...but it was out of the package and onto my pussy in a hurry. And to add to it, I'm pretty sure one truck driver got a nice peek. It had to be obvious something was going on, when you see a woman with both stilettos pressed against the windshield.

I'll save my after-party sex experience with you in an upcoming Fantasy Friday, but just so you know, the sex fun did not stop with an orgasm at 100km/h...

Speaking of stilettos, don't miss today's Miniskirt Monday update...sexy gold sequin top and tiny white mini.

Andee     xoxo

Miniskirts | Too Old For Short Hems

Hey guys! Up here it's a holiday Monday, so I finally get a chance to enjoy an extra day off. Sadly, it's a typical day here too, thanks to Mother Nature dishing out a constant flow of rain.

But it's still Miniskirt Monday on my blog! This time, I'm going back to a work conference in Montreal for the photo ... and a little over exposure as you can see. I have no idea if anyone in the office tower across the way could see into my room as I did a midday photo shoot, but I like to imagine that maybe someone may have noticed!

I read this article over the weekend about a British survey where the women polled said that age 35 is the appropriate age for women to stop wearing miniskirts. Puh-leese ...

Does anyone else see this as just another point of how we allow "societal mores" to tell us what is right?

Now, I do agree that there does come a time when, as individuals, we need to police our fashion choices. Look at the '80s. But, if you have the ability to pull it off with confidence, then why do would we need benchmarks to say, "sorry, you're too old?" A great pair of legs is a great pair of legs - whether they are 20 or 50 ... and heck, if grandma's got it going on, why not 60?

Besides, a great pair of legs under a short hemline is good for the economy:

American Economist George Taylor first coined the term "hemline theory" in the 1920s, to illustrate the relationship between hemlines and stock market performance. This latest "corporate twist" on that is, throughout history, there has been a correlation between skirt lengths and the strength of the economy. Hemlines rose in the Roaring 20s with the rising stock prices. The 1930s market crash fashion featured long skirts. And miniskirts flooded the runways during the economic boom in the 80s. History suggests that as skirt lengths rise, so does the stock market ... among other things.!

Oh, and guys who love high heels on a woman ... according to the same survey, 51 is when we need to swap out the stilettos for Naturalizers and stretchy slacks. If I have a body at 51 that I can rock, you can be assured that I will not turn into the Mall Matriarchs and start going to bridge club in my sensible shoes ... hell, no!

I see this kind of attitude as more indication that too much in our world is designed to strip away our confidence by forcing us into these pre-determined roles. Women struggle enough with self-image, we don't need surveys and more societal pressures pushing into our lives.

Andee     xoxo

One Heel On The Highway

Have you ever been trying to explain something that caught your eye and have someone say that is an exceptional metaphor for your life?

I was telling my husband how I noticed this high heel shoe on the highway during my morning drive. No rhyme or reason as to why it was there, just this single high heel shoe on the paved shoulder. I started to wonder, “How does any self-respecting woman lose a high heel on the highway?”

Alright I admit, I have an active imagination … and all those naughty thoughts came to mind as well.

But my husband said it was a great analogy for me - one heel on the highway; meaning that my whole life is a bit like that, one foot in reality (the heel I didn’t see) and one heel on the path to wherever the road is going.

I kind of liked that idea.

I’ve been reading a lot lately about how to improve my blogs, how to write better, how to create something that has some value for you, my reader. I told you I started this whole thing as a way to share my thoughts and fantasies and random naughty thoughts. Originally it was a bit of a “project” between my husband and I to keep the imagination spinning, and sharing. Since those early days, as more of you tagged along, it has become my way of inviting you to share that hour-long train ride with me each morning; and hoping that what you find in my thoughts is something intriguing and amusing.

For me, this is part of that “one heel on the highway.” It’s part of that stepping into a whole new environment of sexual openness and behaviour.

And it made me think, does the same apply to you? Not that you may be into wearing women’s shoes - unless you are a woman - but have you put one foot on the path to adventure? Has any of my sharing helped you uncover new experiences ­– or even prompted you to be to so bold as communicate a new thought with your partner?

Left Turns & Danger Ahead

It can be a big risk to take that first step, not knowing the direction it may lead you or what may be waiting at the end. You have no idea once you put that first heel on the highway whether or not the road will be straight, filled with curves, left turns or even short and uneventful. It may be filled with pot holes and debris … or it may be freshly paved and smooth.

How many of you have passed by that one shoe and wondered how it got there? Is it one of those “open your eyes and look around” moments that allow us to get inside our imaginations?

And just like my husband’s metaphor – how many of you have put both heels on the path to adventure?

If you remember back a couple entries, you’ll make the connection with the idea of risk. Adventure requires some risk-taking, and for the part, a big dose of bravery. But it is also what opens the door to fantasies and experiences.

Step On The Highway

1. Adventure requires taking educated and calculated risks – meaning you have an idea as to what the outcome should be. Sometimes, especially when considering sexual adventures, you need to keep in mind that the fantasy outweighs the reality.

2. Adventure requires an open mind. Are you one of those people who embraces new ideas, rolls with the punches or goes with the flow (just to use as many clichés as I can)? Or are you the type that needs to be in control at all times? When you put that one heel on the highway, you will need to be ready to accept what comes your way. Sometimes it is disappointment, but most times the surprise is worth every fret and bead of sweat if you can let yourself go for the experience.

3. Accept the challenge. I know my limits, but I also know when the time comes to push them further and further. I’m not talking forgoing personal safety or the sanctity of my vows, but I am telling you that to really set out on an adventure in life, you must let go of a lot of what holds you back. Not long ago I marveled at how my oldest son could get up in front of a gymnasium of people and play his guitar and sing an original song – all at the tender age of 11. His guitar teacher simply said “Children don’t have the fear of what other people will think, they just go and try.” Wow … is that ever a lesson in reality. Are you ready to accept the challenge and not let others hold you back?

Maybe that high heel shoe on the highway isn’t as deep as I‘m making it out to be; maybe it is the result of frustration, misplacement or drunken nonsense. Maybe it is the result of something erotic like my imagination would like to believe. A big part of me hopes that shoe is not like one of those fabulous Louboutins as seen in my photo for this entry – that would be beyond sinful.

Nonetheless, that one high heel on the highway has given me a new way to describe my own adventure right now.

Andee     xoxo

Public Sex | My Personal Bucket List

I can see why springtime is considered mating season. I think my own libido must have some sort of connection with the arrival of warmer weather. Now that nicer days have arrived on my doorstep, I find myself feeling a bit more randy. Of course, that might also have something to do with me being, statistically, in my sexual prime.


I have a hot new update online for you guys today, so I hope you take a moment to slip on over to my website and watch me slip out of some sexy and sheer black lingerie.

Lately, I have been chatting with a girlfriend about how, with the arrival of warm weather, we can take our intimate fun outside some days. I’m amazed and somewhat disappointed at the same time how some couples neglect even the smallest opportunity to bring a little adventure into their lives. Geez, when we were teenagers we would do it just about anywhere we could … now we’re older, too many of us seem to have forgotten the thrill.

I fantasize about sex in public places quite a bit. I have a very active imagination, and when it gets cooped up, strange things begin to happen. The idea of sharing a moment of incredible passion and lust with the risk of being seen, or even caught. I would say this might be one of my biggest fantasies of late. The downside to all of it is finding a way to make it a reality. I find it extremely exciting to imagine being somewhere, and slipping away to a more private area, like the bathroom or something and really getting it on. It's kind of tied in with my whole idea of the clothed sex thing, and taking that to a braver level.

And, also it's part of my own little sex fantasies that pop into my head when I'm on the train in the morning, at work, at a party. Even back when I was at school it was one of those wonderful daydreams to pass away time in algebra class.

I remember this one time when I was in my last year of high school. I had a very serious boyfriend at the time, so I wasn't much of a fooling around type of girl. One day, in the last few weeks of school, right in the middle of class, one of my male friends asked me if I would consider going out to the parking lot with him and having sex in his car instead of going to our next class. These days I find the idea exceptionally exciting, but politely declined out of respect for the boyfriend I had at the time.

I’ve done the outdoor sex, which many people consider to be public sex. But getting it on in my backyard, when I know the risk of being caught is almost none, isn’t really part of that fantasy. It is a great way to liven up the sex life and get it out of the bedroom, but there is a bigger edge to be found out there.

As I have grown older, and had more experience in life, these fantasies have created a bit of a “bucket list” of public places I would think it would be amazing to have sex. Some of them might seem pretty cliché, but keep in mind, there is still a healthy dose of erotic romantic in me.

Eiffel Tower, Paris

For me this is the symbol of romance and adventure. The world wonder is a Mecca for couples in love. And having my man slowly lift my hem and slip into me atop this tower would be marvelous.

Great Barrier Reef, Australia

Getting it on Down Under … whether on a boat, or hiking up the fear factor in the water among the great whites.

Private box, Royal Albert Hall

No doubt many are screaming sacrilege over this one … and maybe not full-on sex, but I’d be game for some serious oral action here while others are enraptured by the show on the stage.

Hedonism, Jamaica

I mentioned it before … and maybe this is a closer to reality option than, say, giving a blow job at the Royal Albert. Exploring a bigger dimension to our sexual adventure, crossing from voyeur to participant in a new lifestyle.

The office
Another closer-to-reality thought … very film noir, the trench coat, stiletto heels, seamed black stockings and garter belt while my man takes me on his desk with his co-workers just outside the office door. I emerge from his office with the moisture of our passion between my legs, and they watch how my walk has changed

A glass elevator

With my hands pressed against it, looking down on the crowd as more than the elevator is going up!

Masquerade Ball

A tawdry return to Renaissance romance, the mystery of a mask, the passion of the dance … lift my crinoline in the corner shadows for a more intimate waltz. I even have the dress ready for the party!

The Tide Pools, Canary Islands

My From Here to Eternity moment, with the warm surf lapping at my naked flesh while I make love with a hot guy under the setting sun.

Playboy Mansion … or in this pool high above the Vegas skyline while other sexy couples party around us.
The Mansion – invite-only, but anyone who does nude photography would dream of the chance to slip into the Grotto. If anyone knows Hugh personally, feel free to slip this MILF's phone number into his pajama pocket.

But since I currently have no invitation in hand, how about in the Playboy suite at the Palms in Las Vegas.

How many of these I will ever get to see move from fantasy to reality I can't say right now ... even something as simple as the Playboy suite comes with a $40,000 per night price tag! But more important than making the list come true is recognizing that it is perfectly normal to have sexual fantasies. They keep the spark alive in me, and who knows - I like to live by the "never say never" mantra.

How about you guys? Have you ever fantasized about having sex in public?

Andee     xoxo

On Fashion | 'Borrowed' Hints on Sexy

Hey guys, well not sure about where you are, but here we’re in the midst of a season change and pretty much everyone is desperate for some warmer weather. Late spring and early summer is really my time of year. I love the warmer weather, which means getting to show off a bit more style and fashion – without the humid summer making you sweat when you’re not doing anything worth getting all sweaty over.

So, as I was spending time this morning doing things I really shouldn’t have been doing, I copped out a bit on blogging some totally original thoughts and found some of interesting fashion advice I would throw your way to help get the girl of your dreams into some sexy outfits once the parka has been shelved. Not to mention, my Miniskirt Monday photo asks about “office distractions” and rumour has it, it’s something I’m very good at.

And just to make it interesting, I added my own little thoughts – not that I’m a fashion icon or anything like that. But I sometimes find some of this stuff is totally not for the average, everyday kind of person: five-inch heels might look great when they’re pointed to the ceiling, but you get a whole different look when you wear them for lunch with the CEO!
 
Six Items Every Woman Should Have

"While we can’t enough of shopping the hottest new trends of the season, we also know the importance of having a handful of wardrobe staples that are always in style—regardless of the season or the decade. Here are six items no closet should be without:"

1. Dark-Wash Denim
Finding the perfect pair of dark-wash jeans is like finding fashion nirvana! Not just easy-to-wear, they can also be dressed up or down, making them one of the most versatile items in your wardrobe repertoire. Don’t know whether to go for the skinny jean look or the wide-legged flairs of the moment? Either style works, but curvy figures find the best fit in boot-cut or wide-leg trousers, while slimmer frames feel their best in straight-legged or skinny jeans.
ANDEE SAYS: Why limit yourself to just one pair? Go for something in each style, plus right now guys, women are loving the knee-high boots so get her into some skinny jeans and take her boot shopping.

The Mandatory LBD

2. The Little Black Dress
Ever since Audrey Hepburn donned a sleek black dress for the iconic Breakfast at Tiffany’s look, the LBD has been hailed as the epitome of timeless style. A flattering black frock is not only appropriate for almost any occasion, it’s oh-so easy to throw on and look fabulous—instantly!
ANDEE SAYS: No self-respecting woman would be without one. I love mine ... LOVE! Here’s a tip for an incredible weekend night of sex; suck it up and go dress shopping with her. Have her try on tons of great dresses. You get to see her looking gorgeous all day, she feels like you notice … incredible electricity when the lights go down!

3. Nude High Heels
You already know that sky-high heels can do wonders for making a more svelte-looking you, but flesh-colored pumps are serious slimming miracle-workers. The neutral color is not only easy to match with just about anything, but also it creates the illusion of long legs by showcasing one continuous line all the way down to your toes. Keep a pair of nude pumps in your closet to ensure you’ll have the skinny on effortless, flattering style whenever you need it most.
ANDEE SAYS: Never been a fan of the “nude” colour in shoes. I asked a couple of high-heels loving experts I know (down boys, down) and their advice is funky, black stilettos … naturally. That said, I get more comments on my leopard print heels than most others. Maybe shoes might be the true opportunity to take some risks?

The Button-down Shirt

4. Oxford Shirt
Everyone needs a piece of clothing that provides instant polish with virtually no effort, and if there was ever a magical item that could do that, it’d the collared white Oxford shirt. The tailored lines and structured fit ensure you’ll look your most put-together whether you’re heading to an interview or running errands.
ANDEE SAYS: You know, I always thought guys would go for sexy lingerie, skin tight jeans, etc. As I have gotten a little older I have learned that outside of the bedroom and night club, the biggest “office distraction” is the very business-like button-down. White, black, red … when I’m want some attention away from home, these never fail me.

5. Pencil Skirt
The ever-flattering pencil skirt is the female version of the power suit. It does wonders for highlighting curves and elongating your lower half for a timeless and chic silhouette and is a must-have for any working woman or about-town gal!
ANDEE SAYS: Only if you’re taller than 5’5” … I’m short and these skirts make me look even shorter. Even with the killer heels.

6. Trench Coat
There’s not outerwear that’s better at highlighting a woman’s shape than the trench. It cinches and defines a waist, while the lapels and structured shoulders highlight a hourglass figure. Not only flattering, a trench can be worn from the first nips of crisp fall weather all the way through spring thaw!
ANDEE SAYS: They’re also necessary for those office fantasies … you know, where you just slip on a pair of sexy black thigh highs, heels and head to your man’s office for some serious desk-sex. You might want to think about that guys, buy her a classic one and she might just ditch that old Dale Earnhardt NASCAR jacket. Well, unless that’s your idea of sexy.

Andee     xoxo

Stilettos | Hip Wiggles On The Hunt

Nothing like a great pair of shoes for a sexy weekend ...

Hey guys! Only a quickie for this very snowy Saturday morning. Hubby has one of my little men at hockey practice and when he gets home we’re off to find me a sexy pair of heels for the night. A friend of ours is getting married and, while I have the dress picked out, I felt like I wanted something fresh to go with it. Of course, hubby has a thing for high heels, and the prospect of some good times after the nuptials makes it easy to convince him to take me to the mall.

This is the second go-round for both bride and groom, so it’s not going to be one of those crazy Cinderella affairs (oops, maybe the wrong word … lol). I’m really looking forward to just going out and having a reason to celebrate with a few other couples we are friends with.

I absolutely LOVE these shoes!

The one thing I do love about weddings is getting all dressed up and going out and having a great time. Of course, that also means a delightful change in shoes - as I have to wear relatively sensible footwear at work. But a sexy set of stilettos also means a little prep work. This is something I found a while back and have been waiting for the right time ... and nothing like today!

When Marilyn Monroe had her stilettos made uneven heights to accentuate her hip-wiggle, she understood the power of high heels. Ridiculous, to be sure, but her point might have been this: If you're going to wear heels, wear them well.

1. Posture is critical. Keep your spine upright and slightly arched, and shoulders back to avoid hunching over.
2. Start with one foot coming out at a slight outward angle, striking with the heel first. As you walk, continue the heel-toe step.
3. Minding your posture -- imagine there's a string in your head, pulling you up -- use your arms and hips to change the centre of rotation in your body. As your hips rotate one way, your shoulders should angle slightly the other way for balance.
4. Shorten your stride. It's easy to spot someone unaccustomed to heels by her klumping, bouncing footfall and hunched back.
5. Loosen up. It's all in the hips. If they're too stiff, your gait will be off and you'll end up off-balance.
6. Start with shorter heels and wear them around the house, especially if they're new. Walking over a variety of surfaces like carpet and tile will help too.
7. Carry bandages in your purse at all times.

Anyway ... done properly, that power of the high heel will translate into wobbly knees later on - and that has nothing to do with the actual heel!

Andee

xoxo

Andee's Panty Strategy

My Office Guys were getting a bit randy yesterday at lunch. I gathered from all the comments that were coming my way that they all had a good time at the “holiday” party for our work. Sadly, we don’t call it a Christmas party because a large group of my co-workers don’t celebrate the Christian aspect of the season. However, they do seem to like the “holiday” pay that comes with it. 

What's Under My Little Black Dress

Anyway, no soap boxes … that’s not what my blog is supposed to be about.

As I mentioned, the guys were having a fun chat with a few us today. Christmas parties for them are pretty easy - a nice suit, maybe a new tie or something, but nothing like what we have to go through. Now, don’t get me wrong - as I mentioned before, I LOVE getting all dressed up and slipping on some sexy heels and going out for a night of dancing and fun. I love how it makes me feel, and the attention.

Today’s conversation started with a couple us giving the guys some grief about looking like they were going to work - barely a hint of effort to dress up and look smart. Come on guys, this isn’t a department meeting, it’s the office PARTY! Someone (it wasn’t me, I swear) said out loud that she bet they didn’t even put on a fresh pair of boxers for the night. Well, that got them going with “I don’t wear boxers” and “I put on my Christmas thong - the one with the mistletoe pattern” and on it went. Thank goodness no one from HR joins us for lunch!

Follow me on Twitter - Speaking of underwear, 67.5% of men wear tightie whities! 

After a good razzing they started in on a couple of us that actually made a big effort to look all glamorous and dressed up … accusing us of leading them astray with our fancy dresses and high heels. (Uh huh, you know it!) The comments started getting a little more risqué with each one, until they were swearing they knew if anyone was going “commando” that night it had to be me. Apparently I have a reputation!? One of them was teasing me by saying he was behind me all night trying to find a visible panty line and couldn’t.

Hey, if you had of bought me a drink and asked nicely, I might have proven you right … or wrong, depending on which side of the bet you wanted to be on! LOL

Anyway, it finally came around to one of them asking if women seriously had a plan when we're getting ready to go out; do we randomly pick out a pair of panties, or do we have a strategy involved? Please, rent Bridget Jones.

For me, and I’m almost certain all women, I have a little bit of a strategy involved. The obvious reason is what I'm wearing over them. Black panties and white pants just isn't a good look LOL. And high cut briefs with low cut jeans - yikes! Gaudy T-bars when I bend down to get something from the bottom drawers? No thank you.

Mostly, I have a very specific plan when I'm going out on a date, the Christmas party or something like that. If I think there's a chance someone may enjoy the scenery, I will select something that looks sexy. And I’ve been known to occasionally share that scenery - but completely unintentionally, really. I also will pick underwear that will make me feel sexy.

And if I think I'm really going to get lucky, I try not to bother ... but this is Canada and weather can be a factor these days. Cold drafts up a sexy dress can put a damper on things real fast. So some good advice guys is to keep your hands warm, you never know just what might need a little heating up on the way home!

Oh, and I like where that heating vent in the car blows once things really get warmed up!

Andee     xoxo 

The First Time I Got Into The Swing

Hey everyone! Hmmm…Monday again :-( 


I'm not really that keen about another week. I always hate to let go of the weekend, especially when I've had a good time. But this week I can hope will go by fast. My husband and I made plans to catch up with some friends - that come with benefits! It's been a long time since we've been able to hang out together, and we're heading to one of our favourite clubs. Finally a Christmas party where I can have a glass of wine or two AND misbehave at the same time. Now I just have to sort out what to wear.

As we were making plans this past weekend to catch up with our friends, it kind of gave a moment to think back on how my life has kind of taken a crazy ride over the past decade. As I recently blogged about how my whole website thing developed, this particular experience also kind of grew from that.

When you spend time exploring this behind-closed-doors hobby in front of the camera and for the Internet, a lot of crazy things start to come from it. Of course, for us, it led to a lot of talk about our fantasies, and maybe opening ourselves up to try to make one or two become reality. And since the fantasy of becoming a millionaire overnight didn't happen, why not tempt sexuality and see what this whole "lifestyle" things is about.

Well, I can say that my husband and I thought long and hard before we even mustered up the courage to do it. We had read a lot about swingers clubs on the Internet, and also read a great book called “The Lifestyle." I would highly recommend it to anyone interested in exploring a more “hedonistic” marriage. It’s by a writer named Terry Gould. It definitely gives you an idea about what really goes on, and to a certain degree, helps you understand at what level you could be involved in it.

The first time we went to a swingers club, we drove around the block for at least a half hour before we went in. I had a vice-grip on my husband’s arm and was damn near shaking in my stilettos! I had bought this way-short sexy dress at a Fantasia party (see the pic). Even though it was short and revealing, I was still overdressed. One of the first people we saw was a lady in just a pair of heels and a thong! Now keep in mind, being topless in public is legal in Ontario.

The actual night in question

After we had been there a while, and the nerves settled, we really enjoyed ourselves. Since that first time, we’ve been to a few different clubs and have found one that really fits our personality and tastes. To be honest, they are just like a regular nightclub, except there’s a lot more flesh and the guys are much better behaved. Clubs in Ontario are called “off-premise” meaning no sex is allowed on-site (sure, sure). Women really rule the roost, which made me feel so much more comfortable.

The first time we went, when we finally left and were driving home, we had to stop…found a secluded road and sex in a cornfield. Everytime I noticed my handprints on the trunk of my car, it brought back those very fond memories! But even before we had gotten to that stage I had brought myself to two amazing orgasms in the front seat of the car because we were so horny. It was also the very first time I had been topless in public. My husband was slow dancing with me at the club and slowly worked the straps of my dress down. It was very liberating.

I was so worried that we would go and all these “icky” men would be hitting on me, and salivating all over the place, but it was nothing like that at all. In fact, in all the times we have been to clubs since, there has only been one time where my hubby had to be a little less than polite to anyone. And even then, he just asked the guy to leave our table…and he did. Mostly the men are there for the ride. The women are pretty wild and crazy, and there’s an awful lot of girl-girl action to watch on the dance floor (and the occasional darkened corner).

I would highly recommend you give it a try. You don’t have to be swingers to go, just a couple (as most clubs we’ve found do not allow single men into the club) and have some fun getting all sexy with each other. 

Andee
xoxo