TMI Tuesday | Vacation Sex

I'm sure you'll agree with me that sex is a key part of any decent adult vacation - whether it's the hook-up in Daytona for Spring Break, or a romantic tryst between long-term lovers in the Caribbean surf at sunset. There seems to be something that much more erotic about getting busy while the stress of reality is being washed away by some lovely tropical beverages.

Vegas Baby!

With that in mind, this week’s TMI Tuesday questions - submitted by virtualsin.wordpress.com - take us on a delightfully sexual holiday...

1. Do you have more sex or less when on vacation?
It used to be that I had way more sex when I went on vacation with my husband - but then we had kids and those kinds of trips disappeared. So, these days we just work harder at having vacation sex without getting caught.

2. Do you plan a vacation so that you will have an opportunity to have sex?
I can't say that we actually plan a vacation just for the sex, but I won't deny that we do everything we can to take advantage of the opportunity ... and keeping track of all the places I've gotten laid! A few years ago, when my husband was working in a different job and company, he used to travel several times a year - and every now and then I'd get to tag along. That was always a fun time for some seriously naughty interludes.

3. Have you ever planned a vacation in order to meet someone for sex?
No ... vacations for me (and now, for me and my husband) have not been built around the idea of a hook-up. There are times when I think it would be something exciting to try a lifestyle resort, such as Hedonism, but so far that remains just a fantasy - at least until my children have grown up enough to be trusted to be left alone.

4. Have you ever gone on a singles’ cruise or some other hookup-facilitating vacation?
Same as above ... no.

5. Have you had sex on a means of transportation other than a car: bus, train, airplane, cruise ship?
Since you took away all the really fun possibilities, the closest I can offer up as transportation is a bed that moves around on a hardwood floor.

6. Have you had outdoor sex on camping, hiking, skiing, boating vacation?
Camping and hiking, absolutely. In fact, I'd hazard to say, if there isn't at least on time on a camping trip when the sleeping bags get zipped together, then it's just not camping. Skiing for me has never graduated from the bunny slope ... although one of these days I'll definitely get back on the water and put some motion to the gunwales.

BONUS: Do you pack sex toys, lubes (3.4 oz bottles or less), etc when you fly? Do you think about TSA finding them? Has TSA ever found them and questioned you about your sexual aids or displayed them? Tell us about it.
No, as much as I love my toys and my sex fun, I'd be way too embarrassed to deal with an awkward security search.

Andee     xoxo

Relationships | Giving In Just Because ...

This past weekend, I spent some time away with my family doing some of the Mom things that being a Mom brings. Of course, it was also the time to connect with some people that we socialize with on a different level – and enjoy different conversations ripe with smirks and knowing looks between my husband and I when other people say things that make us think “if they only knew.”

Our favourite was when one of the other Moms was talking about this couple they knew and how this couple had attended a “swingers club” in our particular city. Naturally, my husband enjoyed that … “In our town? Really? How kinky…”

Uh huh … just bite your tongue honey. And then get the names.

I often wonder if when they are talking about things like that, if they are throwing the idea out there and waiting to see who appears shocked and who appears intrigued. And then I also listen intently to try to determine who much information they actually know about what swingers clubs are really like. Most people have a very naïve understanding of them; believing that they are true Sodom and Gomorrahs – with a wall to wall orgy taking place.

If that was the case, I know we would be there every damn weekend! And, it’s not like I can ever really correct them and explain that clubs just aren’t allowed to be these wild, sexual parties and maintain their liquor licence in Ontario … and that most people don’t play that way either.

In the end, it didn’t really matter other than for amusement, because they weren’t really our type anyway.

One of the other topics that came up – as we were all sitting in the hotel hallway enjoying a few/several adult drinks as our kids slept in the rooms – was about moments when you are just not in the mood: such as trying to get busy in the hotel room while away for these kind of weekends. Kind of an odd polar opposite to the more intriguing conversation about swingers clubs, but nonetheless, always amusing to hear other women complain about having to “give it up just because we’re away for the weekend.”

And from that spun the broader conversation of being accommodating and having sex when you don't really want to … definitely not a fit with the swinging conversation that started this whole debate!

Personally, in a healthy relationship compromise isn’t just about who vacuums and who feeds the cats. It involves an awful lot of give and take on many levels; from family vacations, career aspirations and, every now and then, sex. You have to expect that when you share your life and space with someone, both of you are not going to always be on the same sexual clock.

While I can’t provide an exact moment of when I gave in for sex just for the sake of having him leave me alone, I am sure there have been times when my libido wasn’t exactly peeking. That is a natural thing, though. As much as I enjoy – and invite you all in to read, see and learn – my sex life, it’s not a constant state of mind. Like everyone else, I get bogged down with work, family life, social demands and things in general. All of which occasionally conspire to cool it down in the bedroom.

But, I know I’m not someone who complains about being the object of his desire – and maybe that is more from where the complaints were coming from in this conversation; that the sex was selfish and one-sided. If that’s the case, then there is something much deeper at the root of your sexual problems as a couple.

As for me this weekend, I just told my husband to be quiet and then bit my lip through most of it. But since I was the one who stuck my hand into his pajamas, I can’t say I wasn’t really looking to give it up just because he wanted it … and I can tell he wasn’t complaining either.

Andee     xoxo

Masturbation | Driving Me To The Edge

I was chatting with a friend about how I occasionally battle blogger's block when trying to come up with something intriguing for you guys to read each week. And so when he posed this question, I thought it was a real coincidence because it wasn't all that long ago that my husband and I were having a bit of tormenting fun in the bedroom when I dished on this idea:

Have you ever masturbated while driving, if so what did you use to stimulate yourself?

The little game my husband and I were playing a little round of "tell me something I don't know." Basically, we rely on the heightened level of emotion and intimacy to share little bits about our sex life that the other person doesn't know ... or isn't supposed to but may suspect. For example, my husband admitted that he could tell when I had masturbated by sneaking the occasional peek into the drawer on my night table where I keep my favourite sex toy. It's a great way to keep the communication going, while having one hell of a steamy romp in the sheets.

It's usually during these moments when I learn an awful lot about the male psyche and their obsession with all things sex. Such is the ultimate power that comes with being talented when it comes to fellatio.

Anyway, as this particular session focused a lot on sharing about masturbation, I admitted when he asked me about the last time I masturbated outside of the house that I have enjoyed a bit of self-loving while driving to work. Given that part of my commute has me on a major highway with a lot of truck traffic, the exhibitionist in me delights in the opportunity to put a smile on some trucker's face.

While I may be enjoying my sexual prime, and the adventure that it has been bringing, I am still very much a safety girl ... sort of. Masturbation behind the wheel for me involves only what I have on hand in the car. In other words, only my fingers (so far). The minor disclaimer is that I, as a passenger, have rocked my O-face with the delightful vibrations of a sex toy.

Of course, the sheer thrill of that exhibitionism also serves to improving my wardrobe: by making wearing skirts even more exciting.

Now I wonder just how many of those big rig guys have a thing for stockings ...

Andee     xoxo

 

Sex | More Intriguing Places To Get Laid

It seems that my post on Monday about places to have sex produced some intriguing debate. The list, admittedly, was not something that I developed and so there are a number of places that I can think of that did not make the list.

I admit, some of the responses I have gotten are certainly intriguing.

My blogger friend H commented about how he liked the ideas of the office desk, library, hood of a car, in the ocean and doing it on the train tracks ... and threw in his own naughty suggestion of in my panties. Not sure if he meant getting into mine, or he wanted to borrow a pair! ;-)

Lately, I have had a really big fantasy going on for the film noir type of office hook-up. You know, the long trench coat, high heels and stockings kind of thing ... closing the office door and revealing that I have absolutely nothing on except those things.

Have I told how important a healthy imagination can be when it comes to sex?

The one that really got my attention was from one of my friends, who told me about the time she and a boyfriend did it in the ditch that separates the two sides of a major highway not far from where she lives. I can only imagine the sheer thrill of lying in the tall grass, naked, getting it on as cars fly by on either side. Very erotic in an exhibitionist kind of way.

Her advice included parking a good distance from the chosen spot, so that you are not interrupted by a tow truck or police. She didn't mention if that advice came from experience ...

Personally, I have always looked at "planned" sex - places where I want to get laid - as more destinational: the Eiffel Tower, the Great Barrier Reef ... you get the idea. But with some of the suggestions that have come my way, I think I may create my own list. So, feel free to have you input in where I should get laid! Drop me a quick note by email, comment here or hit me up on Twitter.

Andee     xoxo

Sex | 69 Places To Get Laid

Ok, this is kind of lame of me ... I've been so busy studying for a major work-related exam that I haven't felt all that inspired to blog. I know.

Anyway, yesterday while you guys were all tangled up in what happened to Tebow and anticipating the outcomes of the Sunday games, I was surfing and avoiding all adult responsibilities. I found this quirky site filled with all kinds of lists on somewhat nonsensical things in life, but this one I really enjoyed. Well, except for the fact that my life seems somewhat staid compared … as I have only accomplished 15 of what is on this list.

WARNING: Some of these places may be a tad uncomfortable but they’ll be worth it to be able to say you did.

1. On a porch swing. (Back and forth, back and forth.)

2. Inside a cave somewhere. (It’ll be an adventure. But look out for bears.)

3. On his office desk (can you say trench coat and stockings.)

4. On a pool table. (The one you’ve got at home or in the billiards place you frequent despite being frowned upon and possibly even ticketed for public indecency, up to you.)

5. The library. (Remember, shhhh, you have to be quiet.)

6. On top of the washer or dryer… while it’s running. (Mmmm vibrations.)

7. On a rug in front of a fireplace. (Yes, like something out of a Boyz II Men music video.)

8. On a secluded island beach. (This one will cost a bit.)

9. In the backyard under the stars. (On the deck, the grass, a blanket.)

10. In the woods after it rains. (Dampness is nice.)

11. Or just in the rain. (Anywhere, really.)

12. On a motorcycle. (Stopped and parked, obviously. Make sure it wasn’t running recently or you’ll get some nasty exhaust burns.)

13. In a public restroom. (This is a common one, but it’s fun every time.)

14. In an airplane restroom. (If you can do this, why not join the mile high club!)

15. On top of a hill. (You’d have quite the view. And feel like you’re on top of the world.)

16. On a rooftop. (Reindeer aren’t the only ones that can make noises on rooftops.)

17. Under a rainbow. (Go for the gold!)

18. In a hot tub. (Be careful though, water makes things a bit tricky.)

19. On a bail of hay. (Beware of rolling.)

20. In a field full of wildflowers. (Get wild.)

22. On a water bed. (It’s bouncy and fun.)

23. In the car while going through an automated car wash. (Clean your car while getting dirty.)

24. In a hot air balloon. (Talk about being on Cloud 9.)

25. Under the full moon in wet grass. (Either/or would be good but the combination would be stellar — literally.)

26. In an elevator. (It’s risky and you may as well get a rise out of it, ha.)

27. On the bathroom floor. (Preferably not covered in clipped toe nails and balls of hair.)

28. In bed with silk or satin sheets. (Why not pamper yourself?)

29. On a trampoline. (Weeeeeeeeeeeee!)

30. In the garage or the tool shed. (Basically, get dirty in some place dirty.)

31. On a jungle gym at night. (It’s a way to enjoy them in a whole different way than you used to.)

32. On horse-back. (Giddy-up!)

33. In a tent. (Not having a lot of space and being in the wilderness just makes it all that much more exciting.)

34. On an amusement park ride. (Doing some riding on rides sounds about right.)

35. In a sleeping bag. (It’s cozy.)

36. In the car at a drive-in. (Sometimes movies just aren’t that entertaining.)

37. On really plush carpet. (Create some static electricity.)

38. On a picnic table. (Yummy.)

39. On the hood of a car. (Deserted road, empty parking lot, wherever.)

40. Inside a car, in general. (Vroom, vroom!)

41. In a cemetery. (It’s morbid, but at least you know you likely won’t be bothered.)

42. In or on a slide. (Could be uncomfortable though.)

43. In a portapotty. (Not all that different from doing it in a public bathroom. And it’s got a door so it’s almost like a room.)

44. In a stairwell. (School, apartment, work, etc.)

45. In a room filled with candles. (Romantic and mood-setting.)

46. In a bathtub. (Splish, splash.)

47. On a golf course. (Get that hole, er, in one.)

48. In the back of a limo. (Especially good if you’re dressed and feeling all fancy.)

49. In the ocean. (Ride the waves.)

50. Next to a campfire. (Not the only thing getting fired up.)

51. In a treehouse. (Fun times as long as you’re not afraid of heights. And beware of splinters.)

52. On a waterfall. (Don’t be afraid to get wet.)

53. In your office supply room. (So unprofessional, but so hot.)

54. In an alley. (May as well hide under the cover of the alley’s darkness.)

55. On a bed covered in rose petals. (Typical and cliche, but hey, it looks and smells nice.)

56. On a baseball diamond. (Go for that home run!)

57. Off a beaten trail in the woods. (You won’t even notice the mosquito bites.)

58. Underwater. (Slippery when wet, but not impossible.)

59. In a closet at a party. (Coming out of the closet may be a bit awkward but then again, when isn’t it?)

60. On an air mattress. (Try it.)

61. In an abandoned barn wearing nothing but cowboy boots and a cowboy hat. (The reverse cowgirl has never looked so good.)

62. In a hammock. (This requires quite a bit of coordination.)

63. In front of an open window. (Show the world.)

64. In an RV during a road trip. (Road head anyone?)

65. In a Jeep with the doors removed (Badass.)

66. On a gondola as you rise to the top of the mountain. (While reaching another kind of peak.)

67. On train tracks. (Doing it in the path of a fast-moving, heavy chunk of iron is likely painful and definitely a bad idea, but it’ll definitely give you a rush.)

68. On a chair. (Practical, you can find one anywhere.)

69. In a church? (Forgive me Father for I am sinning right now!)

Andee     xoxo

 

Sex | Planes, Trains or Automobiles?

I hope all my American friends had an awesome Thanksgiving. I was surprised to learn that quite a few of you did not realize that up here in the Great White North that we celebrate the holiday on a different date. Ours is always in October, on a weekend…and normally we get the Monday as a holiday.

Either way, it’s all about family, friends and the opportunity to reflect on the blessings we have in our lives.

So, as I was spending my “Black Friday” working diligently on a new update for my website and answering a few e-mails, I found this one that kind of fit for a little bigger idea in my mind - especially since it was about my blog and many of you may have been travelling this past weekend.

You’ve blogged about all three…but which comes first? Plane, train or automobile?

Before I dish on my thoughts, let me just clarify that, while I find both men extremely funny, neither Steve Martin or the late John Candy really do it for me.

Having said that, you may remember that I have shared my experiences with you about sex in motion. The automobile scenario is something that I have actually experimented with, and so in a way, it counts as which comes first - but at the same time, doesn’t.

Looking at which engine-powered sex experience I would like to complete, I have to admit that the thought of joining the Mile High Club is the most exciting to me. The downside is that I am not a very good air traveller and tend to fight anxiety and motion sickness when I do fly. Having said that, I wonder if the idea of a sexual interlude might distract me from those fears?

How erotic and exciting would it be to fulfill that fantasy of meeting some handsome stranger on the plane, spend a little time chatting in our seats and then finding our way to the bathroom where we could perform some sexual origami?

As I mull over these erotic thoughts, I already have my travel clothes picked out …

Then, as someone who regularly takes a commuter train, I find myself intrigued with finding out if the “Corridor Club” really exists. Fashioned after the famous Mile High Club, rumour has it this select group of people have hooked up in the toilets on the train. The upside to this idea is that most of the cars on the train I take have larger washrooms than those on an airplane, so the comfort level of sex while riding the rails is higher.

As most of the guys who follow my naughty thoughts on Twitter know, I already invest a significant amount of my morning trip drooling over my Cute Guy, and enjoyed some fantasy thoughts this summer over a Sexy Blonde. Do I have the flirtatious talent to convince my fantasy friends to join me? Not sure, but if you look at things from that perspective, I have my options lined up should either care to meet me in the loo!

Which brings me to “auto erotic” encounters…I think that out of the three, this may rank lowest on my list of “set my motor running” experiences because of the simple fact that it is the one that has the greatest chance of happening. I’ve already tested the experience with a few different sex acts: a couple years ago with giving my husband a blowjob while he drove, and most recently a sex toy fun-filled trip home from the Everything To Do With Sex Show in Toronto.

What has not yet been fulfilled is the ultimate experience of intercourse while someone else drives.

Anyone have their chauffeur’s license and a dashboard mounted camera?

Andee     xoxo

Desire | Trapped In My Comfort Zone

One of the things I find myself needing to do a bit more is stepping out of my comfort zone. Lately I have been thinking about where my sexual adventure has been going, and while I have made great leaps this past year, I find that there is still so much more I want.

Most recently I have challenged my own fears just a bit with, as you have read, letting someone I know and see in my offline life into my online life. Beyond family and a few very close friends, this was the first time I had done that … and I found it exceptionally exciting, exhilarating and frightening all at once.

But I guess that is a good thing though. It helped me recognize that there is a huge desire within me to explore even bigger ideas, fantasies and experiences. And desire, whether it is just a thought in the back of my mind or an obvious out-there-for-everyone-to-see quality, is a healthy emotion.

Some people may suggest that it can be a dangerous thing, and I would have to agree to a certain point. For me, these explorations teeter on the edge of what may be a healthy relationship and an outright twist to the left of sexual perversion.

Well, maybe not quite that extreme … I know my fantasies and desires are shared by many, and relatively safe in a physical sense.

But without a sense of desire, where do our relationships sit? Even though I have been with the same person for over 20 years now, there is still a huge element of desire in our sexual explorations together. As we grow even more intimate (yes, that is possible even after 20 years), the boundaries expand, the intrigue grows and fantasies flourish. And, as we all know, it is that sense of desire that leads us to a whole world of experience - and not just in the bedroom.

What seems to counter that is the dreaded comfort zone I mentioned.

Andee     xoxo

Teasing | Working It For a Stranger

I had every intention of getting this posted yesterday for you guys but Blogger for some reason wasn’t playing along. It might have something to do with half of the city being without power after some pretty nasty weather. One guy even described the hail as being as big as Timbits …only in Canada, eh!

Crazy weather…which is a suitable analogy for my crazy lifestyle these days. Well, a tornado might be a better comparison than Timbit hail.

This was something that a guy asked me a while back and I’ve been putting some thought to it along the way. He was asking me to share an experience where I intentionally teased a complete stranger, and things like my website and Twitter did not count.

So for me, I was thinking that I wouldn’t get too much into this summer’s silliness with flirting contests and such, but rather visit one of those memories that I think was a turning point for me on this sexual adventure.

You’ve already read about the moments where my bisexual curiosities came bubbling to the surface, and that small moment of regret I have where I could have taken a bit more control, but drunkenly let the moment slip. Well, this is from the same conference, the previous year. And it’s funny because I’m starting to wonder how we ever managed to take in any of the education from the sessions each year.

I had bought this great brown suede skirt and stiletto boots to wear. On the first night of the conference - before the crazy really set in - my co-worker and I made our way down to the keynote dinner. It was a somewhat dull affair - as can be the case at these events - so after everything had wrapped up, we were in need of a drink. Instead of hanging out with a bunch of frumpy women in sensible shoes discussing the scientific aspect of the speaker’s presentation, we headed off to the hotel bar with the idea of loosening things up.

The great thing about where this conference is held each year is that it is in a hotel attached to an international airport - and that means lots of hot guys passing through for business.

So there we were in the lounge, thinking we were hot stuff, and basically just washing away some of the day’s work and stresses from back home. So much like the stereotype stories, a little bit into the evening a couple of drinks show up for us from a few guys sitting in lounge. Now, at this point in my life my level of flirtatious bravery was pretty minimal as I was just really beginning to discover myself and my desires, but my co-worker has one of those great attitudes about life and it wasn’t a minute later that I am following her to where the guys were sitting.

The conversation was pretty typically for a bit - what we were doing there, what they were doing there, etc. - and as the night continued on a couple of the guys went to their rooms, leaving just these other two guys, my friend and I to carry on. I guess those boys figured there was no chance of bedding a couple of pharma science geeks - especially with the gold bands we were sporting on our left hands.

But for the four of us left behind in the comfy chairs, none of us was feeling any pain and a lot of the inhibitions had softened. One guy and I were getting into quite the conversation. Like me, he was married, so in a way I felt no threat or ulterior motives and the drinks were making it easy to be a lot more open.

At one point he commented on my boots - a flirtatious move, for sure. I hadn’t really been paying too much attention to myself, but as I looked down to my legs after his compliment I realized that my already short skirt was riding pretty high. In fact, given the chairs we were sitting in, I had no doubt that the guys would had been sitting across from me had been getting an awesome look at my panties when my legs weren't crossed.

I would have thought my friend would have said something, but she was really into her own conversation with the other guy…and as I learned the next year, she was also probably enjoying the view herself.

So, what’s a girl with more than a couple Caesars in her system to do? Some would pull the hem down, but no, not Andee at this point. I did one of those stretch-one-leg-straight-out moves so this guy could get a really good look at my boots - and an awful lot more leg than was originally intended at the start of the whole night.

And this all opened the door for the conversation to go in a more intriguing direction.

As we got more and more comfortable with each other, the innuendo got a bit more racy, until the point where we were openly discussing sexual preferences, experiences and fantasies. I found myself sharing some pretty intimate thoughts ranging from why my favourite sex position is that particular one to the craziest places I had done it. I think I may have dropped the idea of being picked up in a hotel bar by a complete stranger for a night of anonymous sex, but that may be just my shaky memory ...

Anyway, there comes a point where things shut down, so as we wrapping up our night in the lounge and those responsible little voices in the back of our heads say “time for bed married women,” my new friend said a polite goodnight and how nice it was meeting us, yada yada. I took the opportunity for what I thought at the time was a pretty bold move, took one of his hands in mine, leaned in and gave him a little peck on the cheek. In my hand I had passed him a piece of napkin on which I had written the address to my website.

“That’s just in case you want to see more of me,” I whispered before trying my best “I know you are watching my ass in this miniskirt” walk out the door towards the elevators.

I went and quietly masturbated in the bathroom ... He joined a couple days later …

Andee     xoxo

 

Sex | Risk, Reward and Adventure

Have you ever come to a fork and the road and wondered which way to go next?

These days my life is a bit like the ending of Castaway with Tom Hanks, where he finally delivers the package that kept him going all that time, and then as he drives away from the farm he reaches a crossroads …

For a few months now you have been (hopefully) reading about the state of my current sexual adventure. I’ve tried to touch on a variety of things so that it wouldn’t be too exceptionally boring for you. I’m also leaving the door wide open to all you guys to shape the next few months of my blog as well. If there is something you want to know, or just have a curiousity about, just ask.

But I have spent a bit too much time, maybe, analyzing where it leads next? And as I went through some of the thoughts swimming around in my head, I had to pause on the idea of when is something an adventure, and when is it just a risk?

I sometimes struggle in my mind when I hear friends or coworkers talking about how relatively common things today – chatting online, flirting … exploring the “lifestyle” – are risky behaviours. Those things may be seen that way – unless, of course, you include your spouse along the way. Being trapped in a stale, boring marriage is a bit more risky than adventurous …

Gossip in our modern society has reached epidemic proportions.

Adventure vs. Risk
For me, being adventurous and “risky behaviours” are two very different things, even though adventure comes with a number of associated risks.

Those risks are relatively understood from the outset, and don’t overshadow the excitement of the moment. In my own experience, things like my website and videos have a number of risks that I know could come back on me. The idea of someone I know that shouldn’t know about my naughty secret, such as my employer, is a risk.

Adventures are supposed to be something that result in an emotional high, a sense of accomplishment and a resulting reward of achievement. In a sexual way, I see adventure as doing things that stretch my imagination, challenge the fine line between my fantasies and reality, and take my mind and libido to even more orgasmic places.

It means creating the part of me you know as Andee, the flirtatious web model with a lust for sex toys, lingerie and sharing it through photos and videos. It’s the moments of having another man taste me and tease me with his hands. It’s feeling his erection rubbing oh-so-close-to-penetration as I sit on his lap and make-out in the hot tub. It’s the sensation of my first kiss with a woman, and how another woman can send me to nirvana with her tongue.

To reach the end of adventure means your have something to fondly look back on, a feat that touched your emotions, challenged your fears and boosted your ego. Then it pushes you to a new level, new highs and new experiences.

I know many adventures await me on the path ahead … but I just need to figure out how risk differs from that.

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

Hedonism | Is It Just A Fantasy

Good lord … I had some ignorant cow of a woman sitting in front of me on the train yesterday smacking away on her gum like it was cud - and for those who have no idea about how cattle eat, visit a farm or join me on the commute.

If there is one thing that drives me insane, it’s the absolute ignorance of some people in public - from smacking on chewing gum to spitting on the sidewalk.

Disgusting.

Anyway … time to move on to better subjects. This is post 100! Woohoo ... time to celebrate with another cafe mocha and bagel.

I know I will probably hear it afterwards, but lately my hubby has been dropping hints about getting away to an island vacation … without the kids … to one of ‘those resorts.’ OK, not so shocking in my life, really. But I’ll reluctantly admit that it has brought up some curiosities. Not ever having been, and having a bit of the mystery dispelled from the fantasy of a swinging lifestyle by going to clubs and events, I’m left wondering if the hype is all that, or are these kind of resorts filled with people who think the reality can live up to the fantasies they have created?

And no one I know has admitted they have been, so I can’t even ask …

In my own experience, the reality is so different. Fantasies don’t include those awkward moments, the not so glamorous moments that arise … the drunken laughter and less than perfect timing. Even to say that when you spend half a lifetime kissing the same person, in the same manner, it can take a couple tries to figure out someone new’s own style. That’s not to say the realities have not been fun; it’s just highlighting that when you try to make something happen, the effort is what can get in the way.

Secretly - but I guess not so much anymore - I’m more than game for a naughty little jaunt to Hedonism. I think it would a very exciting adventure if you go without any expectations and objectives (other than a tan). As I mull it over in my own mind I even wonder if I could let go of my own inhibitions long enough to enjoy the full Hedonism experience. And then there is the question of "what is the full hedonism experience?" Is it a week of unabated, guiltless frolicking in a constant orgy? I just can’t see it being so … in a realistic sense.

Even when I look on their website, I can’t grasp that the Playboy type model emerging from the pool would be there the week we book.

So, I left the idea to fill his mind with something: I said it would make a great 40th birthday gift. Typical husband - he suggested 39th. I think I heard him rolling the spare change from the kids’ piggy bank.

Andee     xoxo

Dating | 15 Ideas For Going Out With Me

Well, that was interesting. You know, I was really self-conscious about cutting all my hair off for this style. I was really worried about how it would look - and given how I know a lot of you guys like long hair on a woman. But I have been surprisingly surprised with the reactions.

And some have come from some very unusual sources. I got asked out on a date yesterday by someone at work. First I thought he was kidding around, then I clued in that this guy was very sincere about it. I think I was too shocked to be flattered or confused. This hasn’t happened in a very long time - especially because it wasn’t my husband that asked.

I can understand how this guy came to the point where he “popped the question.” For a number of shifts in my department, we are not allowed the wear any jewellery, so the obvious clue of my wedding bands is not always there.

Anyway … I had to say no. But it gave me something to take home and prompt the man at my house to take notice. So, for those of you out there that may want to take notice and need some good suggestions, here’s a little something I “borrowed” from one of my favourite trashy women’s magazines:

Andee’s Borrowed Dates

With great woman on your arm and a desire to be adventurous, there's no excuse for you not to go on a date. Here’s 15 ideas for memorable dates for any time of year that won't set you back more than $20 - spiced with my own take on them … and there’s not one that wouldn’t get you at least one step closer to my bedroom!

1. Find the best happy hour in town. Look through your newspaper or search online for local restaurants and bars with happy hours. Most places offer half-price food and drink specials, allowing you to get two drinks and share an appetizer for less than $20. Two drinks is enough to loosen up …
2. Go to a museum. Most museums either have free admission or offer free entry on certain days of the month. History is erotic, education is sexy. Show me you know something other than who won the 1974 Stanley Cup.
3. Visit your local zoo. Most zoos offer adult tickets for less than $10. Pack your own snacks and bottled water and have a mini picnic while you're there. And suck it up and hit all the really cute animals, because she’ll feel all cuddly after seeing a baby leopard.
4. If you’re not buried under a mountain of snow like Andee right now, go on a romantic hike. Bring a backpack and surprise your partner with a bottle of champagne, glasses and fresh strawberries. And if you find yourself alone in the forest with you date, remember: bears do more than just s#!t in the woods.
5. Go swimming at your local pool, lake or beach. Bring some water toys and have more fun than the kids. Laugh it up; because laughing is a significant aphrodisiac for women.
6. In the summer, beat the heat with an ice cream date. Take two scoops to the park, or take a walk downtown and go people watching. Voyeurism is very erotic.
7. Plan a cheap picnic. Go on a picnic at the beach, mountains or in your own backyard. Grab a blanket, pack a deli sandwich and a bottle of $5 wine. You might be surprised how much just a conversation can be a turn-on for a woman.
8. Take a blanket to the beach. Split your budget between a bottle of wine and cheese, then enjoy the sunset while you snuggle on a blanket. If it’s secluded enough, a late night swim might be in the cards … even better if you ‘forgot’ the swim suits.
9. Stroll through a botanical garden. Spend the day walking hand in hand through rose gardens and tropical rainforests, for less than $10 a ticket. Stop and smell the roses with her … literally and figuratively.
10. Be a kid again. Go bowling, play miniature golf, ride go-carts or play laser tag. I recently learned real golf … and if she’s game, that’s four hours in the great outdoors with lots of potential for lost balls!
11. Build a bonfire. All you need is some firewood, snacks and a drink of your choice. This is also a great opportunity to make 'smores. And that sticky goodness can be fun to lick off her fingers ;-)
12. Rent something. Go roller- or ice-skating, rent a two-seater bike and pedal through the park, or paddle a boat on a pond.
13. Go wine tasting. Most wineries charge around $5 for a tasting of five different wines - plus, you'll get to keep the glass as a souvenir of your date. Just be sincere with your intentions as you get her drunk!
14. Take a scenic drive. Pull over to have coffee and dessert at a nice cafe. Go parking somewhere and make-out like teenagers in the back seat. Sometime it leads to even better fun in the outdoors!
15. Rack 'em up at your local pool joint. With pool games costing just a few bucks, you might even have money left over to share a pitcher of beer. I love to shoot pool, especially if I’m wearing a sexy pair of boots and a favourite date-night skirt! I might even let you slide in behind me to show me that trick shot ;-)

There you go guys … borrowed dates Andee style. Go out, have fun, get some. Life should be all about that and not the stress we deal with 9-5.

Andee   xoxo

Romance | Not In This Ol' Town

There was a lot of talk yesterday about the list of the Most Romantic Cities in Canada. Kind of interesting, considering the criteria for picking them was based on the sales of romance novels, relationship self-help books, mood music by Michael Buble and DVDs. I guess you could say I’m a bit cynical over the whole thing, because to me if you are buying all those things, then it might be perceived as you not having enough romance in your life.

Now, I am certainly no expert on romance … and the small town I live in is nothing more than a shadow of a couple places that didn’t rank very high. That said, some might think my town is one of the most “pornographic” in Canada - given the naughtiness that some of the residents get up to! ;-)

It only sucks that there is a shortage of AA batteries at the grocery store on the weekends.

Day 12 - Canadian Lingerie

Anyway, enough silliness … but I do find it interesting that certain places ranked high on the list. The number one city was Victoria - a gorgeous place on Vancouver Island, way out west. I can agree with that selection, mostly because it is one of those destinations that offers more of the best than of the worst.

Here in the snowbound centre of the universe - or so it gets labelled by many - there’s not a lot to suggest that we’re a true “romantic” destination. Want to kiss on the observation deck of our famous CN Tower … it will cost you almost $50 for you and your smooch-worthy partner just to lock lips high above the angry crowds. Watch the sunset by the lake? Do it soon because the condo developments will soon close the concrete curtain.

Some are suggesting that most couples in the city are just too busy to buy romance novels and Michael Buble background crooning … I think the fact is we are far too uptight to be romantics. This winter it hardly seems like we can even show some decency to each other, never mind romantic affection.

On top of that, we are lacking that real “world appeal” to create that romantic mood places like Paris, Rome, London or Sydney hold.

Unless you happen to be a hockey fan…because the one thing in Canada that will bring out emotion in a man and make him fall in love makes it home here - the Stanley Cup. The guys at work say there’s nothing more romantic than a woman who loves our national sport. I know it was a bit of stretch, but I do have this great photo of me in a Team Canada hockey shirt … and there is nothing more romantic than the idea of 21 buff naked guys in a dressing room, with great hands and stiff shafts. For that I might even overlook the fact that there’s probably only one full set of teeth among them!

Andee

xoxo

Proposal | Sleep My Way To The Top

Grrr … sitting here on the train, still in the station. It’s “supposed” to be the 5:15, but right now the clock says 5:24. And the conductor keeps making the announcement that it is the 5:15. Apparently not, people! 

Ever have those long days when you just want to get home? 

Anyway, lucky for me - and hopefully you - I have my little laptop and the batteries got lots of juice! And you know me and batteries with lots of juice! So, this question is something that was sent to me in an e-mail recently. I certainly hope it isn’t from the person in the actual subject … 

If your boss promised you the promotion you were very keen to get but insisted that you spend a weekend with him, pleasing him sexually, would you agree? 

Hmmm … intriguing proposition … now, to think. 

I guess the my immediate response is back to what I said earlier - and I don’t have to worry about this being sent by my boss. My boss is a woman, so “pleasing him sexually” isn’t gender correct. 

Do I Get The Job?

But all silliness aside, this is an interesting question. I have not been in a position like that in my career. I guess working in the environment I do currently doesn’t leave the door open for anything like that. We are unionized, so promotions are rarely based on individual performance. Sadly, almost all the time they are not even based on merit, but rather based on seniority. That said, I have positioned myself and my skills in such a way that I do have better qualifications should a promotion arise ... and make myself more attractive to a prospective employer without the need for a pair of heels and low-cut top. 

However, I think my e-mailer wants to know more of the naughty side, and would I do something as such? 

I do know someone who has admittedly used all her feminine wiles and talents to secure a better job. She was once a much closer friend than she is these days, but we’re still in touch via that dreaded Facebook, which has consumed my blogs of late. This person works in the broadcast industry and managed to manoeuvre herself into a more prominent on-air role after making some good impressions early in her career with some oral negotiations. While she is a friend, I can say her broadcasting talents aren’t equal to whatever position she used to secure the exposure she now has. 

Meow … 

At work I do tease my boss (the woman) about her own dealings with her boss (a man). Usually it boils down to “get yourself a new pair of CFM boots and slip on a short skirt!” 

I doubt it happens … but we do laugh about it. 

Do you sense some avoidance here? OK, just making sure. 

This is kind of the Indecent Proposal theme, isn’t it? And when you get right down to it, most of us have a price. I’m personally torn because I have some inner reservations about how I earn some of my income now. I never intended to create a “job” out of an amateur porn site way back when my husband and I started taking naughty pictures. But in the nine years I have been doing it, I have been making a little something extra. That’s not really much a secret, nor is it a massive leap in establishing just what I would do for money. 

Some would say I already have history, now we just need to know where the decimal goes. 

Even if we are to look at the intriguing premise of such an indecent (job) proposal, and we look at the idea of just going away for a weekend with someone who isn’t my husband and basically fucking the whole time, at the end of it there is a financial aspect. The promotion would mean more money, maybe a big step up in career ambitions, higher up the ladder so to speak. But would you ever know if you were where you are career-wise because of your job skills or bed skills - trading “I‘ll get back to you“ for “I‘ll get on my back for you.“ Is it something that would ever matter? That just boils down to conscience and bravery. 

I’m a twisted kind of woman these days, the deeper I get into writing about my thoughts, and constantly sharing what I am trying to say here during my bedtime editing with my husband, the more things become a little less black and white. I’m still trying to figure out is grey is OK, and is this what a 36-year-old woman should be behaving like? 

So, would I spend the weekend sexually pleasing my boss in order to get the job promotion I really wanted? I think I’d need to see what he was bringing to the negotiations first! 

Have a sexy weekend guys!

Andee

xoxo

Places To Kiss ... or my travel bucket list

It's been a pretty crazy weekend for me and it's ONLY Saturday morning ... I will definitely have a PRIVATE blog or two to share very soon! LOL

I love this time of year - not just because Christmas is on our doorstep, but because it seems to be the season of parties - gala dances, cocktail parties, office parties, open houses and friendly get-togethers. 

This was a little something that is meant to bring a little romance and smoochability to the day ... and it seems some of you enjoyed my kissing styles entry the other day.

The Top 10 Places For Kissing - other than at Andee's house!

It's all about the kiss -- and these destinations provide an ideal setting for a memorable one.

Marriages are sealed with them, they're a traditional part of a greeting or parting and (according to a popular 1960s song) it's how to tell if your man "loves you so."

Kisses have captured the imagination of writers, artists and other romantics for centuries, so it's no surprise we keep trying to create some memorable ones of our own. If you're looking for an exotic local to create a memorable moment, offers some suggestions.

Paris, France

There's no shortage of scenic places to kiss in the renowned City of Lovers, like on a cruise down the Seine River, on the Eiffel Tower lit up at night or virtually anywhere the city's famous skyline serves as a backdrop.

However, Lonely Planet recommends an unusual place to stop for a smooch: the Père Lachaise Cemetery. That's where you find the final resting places of artists, writers and famous lovers like Abelard and Heloise, as well as hundreds of other notable names. Ladies, don't forget your favourite red lipstick to add your mark on Oscar Wilde's grave.

If you're looking for inspiration, head to the Musée Rodin to see Auguste Rodin's famous work, The Kiss. Love is also a popular theme at the Louvre, where you'll find romantic works like Antonio Canova's Psyche Revived by the Kiss of Eros in addition to the scenic Tuileries and Carrousel gardens.

Venice, Italy

Live out the romantic image of two lovers cuddling in a gondola through the canals of Venezia , or tour the city on foot to enjoy the historical architecture and ambiance. It's also home to legendary seducer and scholar Giacomo Casanova, whose prison room can still be seen in the Doge's Palace. You can even climb the Golden Staircase mentioned in his memoirs of his escape from prison.

Other must-see sites include St. Mark's Basilica, the Grand Canal and the Rialto Bridge. Rumour has it that lovers will enjoy life-long happiness together if they share a kiss while passing under the Bridge of Sighs at sunset.

Blarney, Ireland

You've heard the legend but have you thought about its practical applications? Kissing the stone to receive "the gift of the gab" might just help you sweet talk your sweet heart. But the kiss isn't without its trials because the stone isn't easy to reach. Those who want to attempt the ritual have to climb up to the castle's battlements, lie on their back and lean backwards over the edge to kiss the stone -- upside-down. Luckily, safe guards have been installed and the practice of hanging people upside down by their ankles has been abandoned altogether.

Sounds like too much trouble? The "biggest little village in Ireland" is still worth a look for its scenery and local history -- and it's just a short trip from nearby Cork City.

Casablanca, Morocco

This largest city in the North African Kingdom of Morocco gets the nod as the place to quote classic film lines and kiss "as if it were the last time". While you won't find Bogie's fictitious café, you will find a rich heritage that blends Arab and European influences. Visit the medina area to see the Hassan II Mosque, and brush up on your hassling skills before you hit the Central Market and the many shops in the city for that unique souvenir.

But kiss with caution: Morocco is a Muslim country and adheres to conservative laws and customs. According to government travel advice, a kiss in public place may give offense in some parts of the country, and heterosexual relations outside of marriage and homosexuality are illegal.

Kissing, Germany

This hamlet has an appropriate (if unusual) name for those couples seeking some relaxation time together. Located in Germany's Bavaria region, it's a small town of about 11,500 people that used to be a minor capital back in 1050 under the name of Chissingen . Located just outside of Augsburg, it's worth the detour for a kiss on the way to or from Munich.

If odd names strike your fancy, there's also Kissing in Guinea, Love in Saskatchewan, Intercourse, Pennsylvania and Conception Junction, Missouri.

Kissimmee, Florida

The name is asking for it. Bordering on Orlando, this city is a hub of activity and close to all the popular attractions. Nearby Disney World lures romantics of all ages with the promise of charming princes, towering castles and happy endings. Sandy beaches make a relaxing day trip, and it's a short drive to Port Canaveral where you can hop a cruise to the Bahamas. You can also stick around for local sights and attractions, like the Medieval Life Village and Historic Downtown Kissimmee.

New York City, New York

Movies like An Affair to Remember and TV shows like Sex and the City have made this city a media darling, but there's some historical precedence for special embrace. As Lonely Planet points out, Ellis Island was the entry point for immigrants entering the US and was therefore the site of many happy family reunions. Every year, millions of people gather in Times Square on New Years Eve to watch the ball drop -- and start the year with a smooch. And of course, there's Alfred Eisenstaedt's famous photograph of a sailor stealing a kiss with a nurse during the VE Day celebrations.

Other kiss-worthy occasions include a trip the observation deck at the Empire State Building and a picnic in Central Park's Sheep's Meadow.

Kiribati

Island destinations always make a great romantic getaway, but this tiny nation of rugged atolls offers something extra. Kiribati’s 33 isles are in the cerulean waters of the South Pacific, just west of the international dateline, making it the first place in the world to welcome the new day. If you ring in the New Year on one of Kiribati’s Line Islands, you and your beloved could be the first people on earth to steal a kiss.

Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

‘Tall and tan and young and lovely’ pretty much describes every frolicking sunlover on scintillating Ipanema beach. Antonio Carlos Jobim, a native of Rio, captured that universal longing for tropical beachside romance when he wrote the sultry ‘The Girl from Ipanema’. Listening to this bittersweet bossa nova will make you want to pack your bags and head to Brazil, where a kiss on both cheeks comes with every friendly "hello."

Hershey, Pennsylvania

How about a kiss of a different kind? Anyone who loves chocolate will undoubtedly enjoy a trip to the "Sweetest Place on Earth". There are many things to do in the area besides enjoy chocolate. If you're looking for a sweet Valentine's getaway, the town offers month-long chocolate celebrations every year during the month of February. Some of the events include gourmet dinners with chocolate dessert buffets, chocolate tastings and classes on how to make truffles and chocolate cocktails.

And if sports, nearby Civil War history and the charming countryside don't do enough for you ... buy some of that dark delight in liquid form - and I might let you lick some off me!

Andee

xoxo