• Hi there people. Sorry to be really boring as we don't seem to get up to much during the week. It's always a mad rush to get home from work, eat and just do all the various things we have to do. I'm holding a 'How many coffee beans in the jar?' competition to raise money for Macmillan Cancer when their mobile centre comes to our workplace next week. So... I was counting the beans tonight. Once... twice... three times... I am so crap at these things!

    I'm ashamed to say that I'm sitting here partially dressed, typing on my laptop and Shane is twiddling some knobs. On the stereo. And OK... yes, I love looking at him, but I'm too tired to entertain more energetic thoughts I am afraid to say. Shame on me. ;-) Well the weekends make up for it. ;-)

    Promise will taste soon. M.

    I managed to sneak a pair of my knickers into Jason's work bag today, so he would find them at work....



    So, on to the evening's events. Jason was doing the dishes, naked except for his Marigold's. He turned round to speak to me - I was sitting down - so his Salty Sailor was just at head height. I started to kiss it and Jason suggested we go through to the bedroom. We tried out the vibrating cock ring we were given at the start of this experiment. Some buzzing, a bit of squelching, followed by 2 happy faces, but no tasting. I tried to retrieve some from my sticky insides but to no avail.

    Sarah's balloons

    Where the latest tasting took place. Minus balloons, of course.

    Sarah's body

    I'm sitting drinking coffee out of a mug with a picture of my naked torso on it. The photo was taken by Jason on our first date, so we can all work out that it went well. I got him the mug as a present. We also had stickers made of the photo, so a lot of people have seen my breasts one way or another. Well I've got to make the most of them while they're still above my waist. Anyway, on to the day's events...

    Early in the morning, Jason and I got a bit frisky, one thing led to another and hey presto we had another tasting! I'm not sure if it's the pills making a difference, but I reckon the taste was different. Not yet apple-flavoured but not as strong as usual - it didn't really taste of very much. (He hadn't had anything strong flavoured to eat either - baked potato, rice, sweetcorn, yoghurt.) Maybe I just sucked all the flavour out of him last time. Our friends seem very interested in whether Jason is going to taste his man-goo when it gets appley. I wonder how many guys would taste their own apple sauce...

    Anyway that was the highlight of the day, we were both very tired in the evening, so off to bed for some.... sleeeeep.

    First off, this isn't something I have actually done myself. Having said that, I'll be giving it a shot pretty damn soon!

    No, making a sexy tape and playing it for a lover was something a friend of mine did for her second wedding anniversary recently. Hot stuff, huh? I personally think that beats any Swiss Army Knife or personalized silver tankard present, or whatever the hell you're supposed to buy your hubbie/wife according to those ancient wedding anniversary rules.

    Apparently, my friend had been watching a porn film with her husband a few weeks before their pending anniversary and one of the scenes inspired her to make a little home recording of her own. It wasn't to shoot her own mini porno, but to record her voice on tape for her husband to play back before their steamy night of, er, re-consecrating their wedding vows...

    The main thing you need to remember when making an erotic tape recording is to keep it sexy and let yourself flow. Curt, stifled sexual commands or confessions will sound rigid and anything but erotic, so have a glass of wine and relax before you commit your sexy thoughts to tape. And don't forget that, like most home recordings – be it cassette tape, CD or video – they will be lying around for a long time, so be sure you can trust your partner not to whip it out at his next lads' night in.

    Day: Tuesday 19/9/06
    Time: 12.30am
    Location: In bed
    Circumstances: Slow tease before going to sleep
    How did he taste? Neutral
    Sperm Test Rating: 5 (1=normal, 100=Golden Delicious Apple)















    Day:Monday 18/9/06
    Time:11.30am
    Location:Work
    Circumstances:Sneaky quick one
    How did he taste?grass/avocado/neutral/hard to tell
    Sperm Test Rating:3
    (1=normal, 100=Golden Delicious Apple)

    No tasting today peeps. Work then gym then dinner and then... Blog! I need more hours in the day...

    Oh yeah, and Monday's are never good for me.... ;-)

    Today we had something special planned and we have been very naughty. I sneaked into Jason's work,went into the women's toilets with him and unzipped the Salty Sailor. He was already standing to attention. It had to be a quickie under the circumstances, so no teasing - straight into my mouth.

    Unfortunately I didn't get much of a chance to taste it because most of it bypassed my tastebuds completely and was down my throat before I knew it. A couple of drops fell onto my trousers - I kept thinking everyone would see it on my way home and know what a hussy I'd been.

    I'm back in the UK, I'm knackered, I'm sunburnt, I'm hungover and I've blown my holiday spending budget. To top it all off, I'm feeling regretful, embarrassed and as though I want to dig a big hole and bury myself in it.

    My date with Sasha and her husband was the biggest mistake I have ever made in my life. And I've made plenty of mistakes in my short time on this earth...

    Dressed in my cute printed dress from Mango and a pair of Aldo platforms, I thought it if I walked the 10-minutes to the nearby hotel where Sasha's husband had booked a room, it would help calm my nerves and head-off my overwhelming sense of anticipation. First mistake of the night: throbbing feet and painful blisters does not make one feel sexy.

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