Sinful Sunday: Pull My Hair

We think the title of this post speaks for itself, though we’d be remiss if we didn’t use this space to mention that this week marks the two-hundredth edition of the Sinful Sunday meme (and by my count, our seventh-fifth Sinful Sunday post).  Thanks to Molly for keeping it going all these years, and for everyone who’s ever participated or enjoyed one of our posts.

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TMI Tuesday: February 3, 2015

Flowers, Kisses, and Money…Welcome to TMI Tuesday.

Jack’s Answers
1. When did you last give or get flowers? What was the occasion?
I know you’ll find this impossible to believe, but I’ve never been given flowers.  Try not to faint.  On the other hand, I give flowers frequently, mostly to Jill.  The last time was a few months ago, when I had a bouquet delivered to Jill’s school on her birthday.  Yes, I could have simply had the bouquet waiting for her when she got home, but I’m so ostentatious that I insist that her co-workers witness my every grand gesture.
That’s also why I show up to take Jill to lunch dressed like this.

2. When was the last time you had a long passionate kiss? Who did you kiss?
My wife.  [EDIT:  For some reason, neither of us mentioned when the kiss actually took place.  Our last passionate kiss as of when this post was written was on Monday morning as Jill was leaving for work.  Our last passionate kiss as of when edit was made was on Tuesday morning as Jill was leaving for work.]
3. You’ve just been given $100 for no reason at all. It is yours to do as you wish. Will you save it or spend it? If spend, what will you buy?
Oh, I’d definitely spend it.  I’d love to tell you that I’d use it to renew my XBox Live membership and buy some clothes or some unnecessary but fun piece of personal tech, but in reality $100 is an average grocery shopping trip for us, so realistically it’s getting spent on milk, eggs, and produce.
Either that or I’ll hit the club and make it rain.

4. What is your most irritating habit?
Is this like one of those interview questions where they ask you for a negative quality you possess and you’re supposed to come up with a positive that can be taken in a negative fashion?  I’ll say that my most irritating habit is my extraordinary sexual prowess and my annoying insistence that all of my bedmates are fully satisfied at all times.

5. If you had a day off alone, and could do whatever you wanted, what would you do?

My first instinct is to say “Nothing”, because my typical day is so full of activity that a few hours – if not an entire day – with absolutely nothing planned sounds wonderful.  However, in the last several years I have grown so accustomed to doing several things at once literally every waking moment that I don’t think I could still pull off a day of total leisure.  That being said, an ideal day would involve me sleeping in until at least eight or eight-thirty, and immediately seeking out a partner for a randy Skype session.  Once orgasms were had and everyone was satisfied I’d probably shower and either do some writing in my office or watch a movie or two on the couch.  I’d probably skip breakfast, but would cook a very impressive lunch, then relax on the couch while watching another movie or catching up on some television.  I rarely have the opportunity to sit and focus on the TV, so it would be nice to do so, though I’d be surprised if I didn’t fall asleep instead.  In the early evening I’d hit the gym and work out, then drink some whiskey while cooking dinner and put on some music while I eat.  Before bed I’d take a shower and shave, then see if any of my Skype friends overseas (or for that matter anyone in the United States who stays up late) are interested in putting on a show and getting one in return.  And once that was done I’d get some sleep.

Bonus: Have you ever had sex at work? Where–closet, stairway, office, boardroom, etc.? Do you regret the encounter?

Yes I have!  In fact, I’ve written about at least one such incident.  Actually I’ve had sex in two of the offices in which I’ve worked with a combined four different partners, as well as in a bar in which I briefly filled in for a friend.  I regret none of these incidents.  But I’ve never had sex in a client’s home.  That’s probably crossing a line.
Jill’s Answers
1. When did you last give or get flowers? What was the occasion?
I know you’re all probably thinking that the last person to give me flowers was my fabulous husband Jack, likely for our anniversary or some other special occasion, or for no reason at all because he sometimes does that.  But actually, the last person who gave me flowers was one of my students!  And he gave them to me for no reason at all!  Just because I’m great!  Before that, Jack gave me a beautiful bouquet for my birthday.
That’s not all he gave me.
2. When was the last time you had a long passionate kiss? Who did you kiss?
The only long passionate kisses I’ve gotten lately are from Jack.  Although our daughter, unaware of the implication of such kisses, often tries to imitate Jack when giving me my good night kiss.
3. You’ve just been given $100 for no reason at all. It is yours to do as you wish. Will you save it or spend it? If spend, what will you buy?
I’ll give you the boring, practical answer first, followed by the more exciting but less responsible answer.  The boring, practical answer is that I’d save it for upcoming bills because they never stop coming and we’re far from rich.  The more exciting but less responsible answer is that I’d spend it on a massage.  I really need one, and while Jack gives wonderful, sometimes orgasmic massages (which often end with him slipping inside me), it’s been too long since I’ve had another man’s hands all over my body.
Pictured: Reality.
4. What is your most irritating habit?
I repeat myself constantly.  I’ve been doing it for years, and I’m pretty sure that it comes from being a teacher and having to tell my class everything at least twice before it sinks in.  My daughter often makes me repeat myself as well.  
5. If you had a day off alone, and could do whatever you wanted, what would you do?
I’d start off by making myself a cup of coffee and drinking it in bed while reading erotica.  Before I’d finished my coffee I’d be so turned on that I’d masturbate for awhile, and when I was satisfied I’d go into the living room and lie under a blanket while I catch up on the DVR.  Eventually I’d take a long, luxurious bubble bath, and afterwards I’d get dressed and head to the beach to walk on the sand.  Afterwards I’d hit the gym and go for a swim, then have a relaxing massage.  I’d take a leisurely shower and get dressed, then meet a sexy friend for drinks and dinner.  We’d spend the meal flirting and teasing, and even if nothing overtly sexual happened, I’d leave the restaurant with my panties soaking wet and have to finger my clit as soon as I got into the car.  Once I came I’d lick and suck my juices off of my fingers, imagining that they were his fingers instead.  Once I got home I’d get right into bed, and if I was still aroused (as I probably would be) I’d have another orgasm and go to sleep.
Bonus: Have you ever had sex at work? Where–closet, stairway, office, boardroom, etc.? Do you regret the encounter?
Never at work.  The closest I’ve come was having sex in my car in the parking lot at work.  And I most certainly don’t regret it.
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Sinful Sunday: Just a Pinch

Jill finds that rough stimulation of her nipples sometimes intensifies her orgasm.  Not always; not necessarily even often.  But when climax is just out of reach and she has to focus hard, a bite or a squeeze might make all the difference.  In fact, it might just the thing to trigger a several-minute-long chain of orgasms that soaks her thighs, the sheets, and whatever toy she happens to be using (e.g. my cock).
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TMI Tuesday: January 27, 2015

Hello! This week’s TMI Tuesday questions were adapted from the Newlywed Game. Enjoy!

Bringing Up the Past
Jack’s Answers
1. What is the nickname a lover had for you that made you cringe?
I don’t really remember any especially cringe-worthy nicknames given to me by a lover; on occasion when someone with whom I was having sex saw fit to give me a nickname I usually appreciated whatever it was within them – affection, love, or whatever – that saw fit to do so.  And generally speaking such nicknames weren’t bad ones.  Typical, perhaps, but not the sort of nickname that made me want to go into hiding.  That being said, a woman I dated in my early twenties nicknamed my penis Floyd, ostensibly because she was a fan of Pink Floyd and my penis was in fact pink.  I didn’t care for the nickname at all – I’m not the sort of guy who insists that his penis be addressed by a proper name, or addressed at all – but it caused little harm and so I didn’t protest.
2. Where do you most often toss or keep your excess change (coins)?
Into my daughter’s piggy bank.  It’s a small, relatively inexpensive gesture that means a lot to her, and besides, with college tuition costs rising I figure she’ll need all the help she can get.
3. If someone wrote a book about your past lovers and past sex life, which category fits best:
a. Abnormal psychology book
b. Steamy romance novel
c. Sad sad story
I’d opt for (b), though as a dude I’m more likely to classify it as porn than I am as romance.  Sure, there was plenty of romance, but I’m not the sort of guy whose sexual bag of tricks mirror those seen in the typical bodice-ripper romance novel.  How often do romance novels feature fisting?  [Note:  I’ve never actually read one, but I’m guessing not very often.]
Wrong kind of fisting.
4. Some say sex is like driving. Pretend you are a car. Are you: rear, front or all-wheel drive?
I’m going to go with front-wheel drive, simply because I prefer to give rather than receive, and I’m guessing that, for a male respondent, the difference between rear, front, and all-wheel drive is whether he catches, pitches, or both.
To say nothing of whether he bats.
5. What is it that you do daily that you would like to stop doing?
I would like to stop my annoying habit of sometimes not fucking my wife.  Has anyone ever had daily partnered sex (i.e. not masturbation) for a prolonged period of time, i.e. a month or more?  Jill and I have talked about doing this, but we’ve never actually managed it, certainly not for a month or more.  And as our schedules become increasingly jam-packed with various social obligations, that seems unlikely to change.  Still, I’d love for us to be able to make time for daily sex.
6. What is the biggest lie you ever told to get someone into bed or the biggest lie you ever told in bed?
Biggest lie I ever told to get someone into bed?  Probably that I was a staffer for Bill Clinton, and yes you can totally meet him!  Biggest lie I ever told in bed?  Definitely something along the lines of “No, it’s fine!  You didn’t bite me.  It didn’t hurt at all.”
It was a little bit like this.
Bonus: If married, who was interested in marriage first, you or your spouse?
I want to say that Jill was interested in marriage first, but I think that we both came to it at around the same time.  That is, unless she was already thinking marriage in the very early stages of our dating relationship, and considering what a good lay I am, that’s not unfathomable.
Jill’s Answers
1. What is the nickname a lover had for you that made you cringe?
I’d have to go with “Babe”, though I don’t have a problem with the word itself.  After all, Jack addresses me as “Babe” sometimes, and I’m fine with it.  But one former lover of mine used to say it to me, and for some reason it just made my skin crawl.  He was a complete asshole and, at the risk of sounding shallow or full of myself, totally beneath me.  Needless to say, calling me “Babe” was probably the least of his offenses, and we didn’t stay together very long.
Still, it could’ve been worse.

2. Where do you most often toss or keep your excess change (coins)?
Any change I receive from a purchase goes in a coin purse that I carry, except for quarters.  Quarters go into a plastic film canister that I keep in my car for when I park at a parking meter.
Apparently I’m not the first person to think of this.  Found in Google Image Search.

3. If someone wrote a book about your past lovers and past sex life, which category fits best:
a. Abnormal psychology book
b. Steamy romance novel
c. Sad sad story
It would probably be a combination of (b) steamy romance and (c) sad story.  Fortunately the sad parts would only account for a small portion of the overall narrative (at most twenty percent) while the remaining eighty percent would be loaded with the sort of eroticism some only dream about.  
4. Some say sex is like driving. Pretend you are a car. Are you: rear, front or all-wheel drive?
I’m definitely all-wheel drive.  I am versatile in bed, and can be dominant or submissive as the situation dictates.  Also, going with either rear-wheel drive or front-wheel drive sounds like it would be limiting.  I like it from the front just as much as I do from behind.
5.  What is it that you do daily that you would like to stop doing?
I’d like to stop hitting the snooze button on my alarm clock.  Rather than giving me a few more minutes of much-needed sleep as I hope it will, hitting snooze just makes me tired and sometimes late for work.
This probably doesn’t help either.

6. What is the biggest lie you ever told to get someone into bed or the biggest lie you ever told in bed?
That I loved the other person.  [Editor’s Note:  I hope “the other person” does not refer to me.]
Bonus: If married, who was interested in marriage first, you or your spouse?
I was interested in marriage before Jack was.  That is not necessarily to say that we each decided we would like to marry the other at different points in our relationship.  It’s more about the fact that I was raised to some extent to believe that marriage was the only correct path for a young woman, and therefore it was something I wanted to do from a very early age.  However, I’m also relatively sure that in the context of Jack’s and my relationship, I was the one who was interested in marriage first.
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I’m Not Using Viber

It’s no secret that I enjoy flirting.  Doesn’t matter if it’s with a friend I’ve known going back to elementary school, or a sexy blogger in whose presence I’ve never actually stood.  Doesn’t matter if we’re standing face-to-face at a social event, or separated by thousands of miles and communicating online.  I’m always up for some sexy talk.  If it’s online and pictures are exchanged, so much the better; while I consider myself more cerebral than the average guy I still appreciate a visual.  That’s why Skype is such an amazing thing, and for me a highly valued semi-regular avenue for flirting.
I tend to flirt via Twitter and Kik more often than any other means, though I have been known to flirt via text and email, as well as Yahoo! Messenger, Google Hangouts, WhatsApp, and Snapchat on occasion.  Snapchat less than the others, though, as it can be hard to masturbate to a suggestive photo that disappears ten seconds after it is received.  Still, I’m not the kind of guy who can have too many options for staying in touch with the women I desire, and I’m always on the lookout for new messaging apps.
I’m guessing that it was with this knowledge in mind that our friend Curvaceous Dee recently suggested that I download Viber, a messaging and VOIP app available on a number of platforms including Android, which would allow me to use it on my phone.  I was intrigued, and told her I’d check it out.  Unfortunately, there’s no way I’m going to install and use it.
At first glance, Viber appears to be an incredibly functional app, allowing users to not only send and receive text messages but also exchange photos, video and audio, and also send and receive calls.  I can get on board for something like that; while I prefer to use Kik, there are undoubtedly many women with whom I’d like to converse regularly who use Viber instead.  Limiting myself to just a few messaging apps might be preventing me from being the most productive horny stay-at-home parent that I can be.
Before downloading Viber, and in fact before checking any reviews online, I sent out a tweet asking if any of my followers had any experience with the app.  It was originally released in December 2010, and it stood to reason that someone had used it and could address my concerns, notably whether there were any privacy issues of the sort that might prove prohibitive for an individual using it under an assumed name, such as myself. 

Persistent, aren’t they?

After installing Kik, for example, its users are prompted during the setup phase to allow the app to search their phone for Kik users amongst their contacts.  And while that’s perhaps not as creepy and Big Brotherish as the app sending a notification to people in my contacts who are using it, I still dislike it when a messaging app that I’m using with an alternate identity attempts to access my phone contacts.
In theory, even if I opt out Kik may still tell a friend who signs up in the future that I am using the app, provided the friend gives the app its allowance to check his or her contacts for Kik users.  However, Kik will not identify me by my phone number, only by my username which does not in any way correspond with my real name.  Thus, presumably it cannot be traced back to me.  I have never received a Kik message from anyone from my phone contacts, i.e. someone who I didn’t know from blogging or Twitter (hereafter referred to as “offline friends”).  
My WhatsApp account uses my real name, if only because more of my offline friends use it.  I couldn’t very well call myself jackandjillcpl or a similar pseudonym in the interest of keeping my identity secret from the handful of Twitter friends with whom I communicate using WhatsApp as that would expose my Twitter and blogging identity to the significantly higher number of offline friends.  I can only imagine the flood of questions I’d receive – likely in the form of public Facebook posts – from offline friends who are curious about the significance of my WhatsApp handle, and that’s if they don’t manage to use it to track down my Twitter account or our blog.  At any rate, in order to add someone to your WhatsApp contacts they must already be in your phone contacts, or you must be willing to add them.  
My inquiry about Viber didn’t get much response on Twitter – save one reply from ImaGodiva that validated my concern that the app identifies the user by his or her mobile phone number rather than a semi-anonymous username – so I started looking at reviews.  I didn’t get very far, however; the first one I read featured the following passage which more or less ruled out my ever using it:

“The app automatically searches your contact list for people, who are already using Viber and lists them so you can easily find them.”

To me that sounded like a major red flag, especially in light of ImaGodiva’s warning, and it had the unfortunate side effect of turning me off of the app forever.  An interview with Viber’s founder Talmon Marco stresses his privacy concerns, though that seems to be limited to long-term retention of messages and conversations as well as government eavesdropping, and not necessarily to user anonymity.
If I am using an app under a pseudonym, I don’t need said app notifying my offline friends of my usage, whether it’s a high school friend, my father-in-law, or a random business client.  At the absolute best, it might lead to an awkward conversation with the offline friend.  At worst, it might lead the offline friend to discover Jill’s and my alter-egos (or if you prefer, our secret identities).  The middle ground, one of these individuals realizing that my phone number is connected to a username such as “NorCalBBWfucker”, “Peggingfan76”, or “FurryFreak90210″*, would bode poorly as well.
Still beats having to memorize pager code.

For now I think I’ll stick to Kik, Twitter, and all the other media I mentioned in the second paragraph.  What about all of you?  Do I have it wrong?  Am I overestimating the threat to my own privacy posed by Viber?  Or am I underestimating the threat posed by Kik, et al.?  Let me know.

– Jack

*Not that I use any of these usernames.

Sinful Sunday: Still

Her only motion is the slow rise and fall of her breasts as she breathes, though if air escapes her lips it does so in complete silence.  Her widely-splayed legs do not twitch or tremble, and her hands stay locked in place as well.  Her eyes are closed, her mind focused, and were it not for the loud and steady thrum of the toy in her hand one would be forgiven for thinking her fast asleep.  All at once her body tenses, her head falls back, and the moans that issue from her throat are so powerful that for an instant they drown out the rumbling motor of the toy.  She bends her knees, drawing her legs up to her body, pressing the toy against her as she rides wave after wave of ecstasy.  And then she relaxes and lies still.

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Sinful Sunday: Happy Holidays

We’ve been quiet the last couple months owing to a busier autumn than is typical for us.  We hope that 2015 brings a bit of a slowdown, and with it an increase in blogging.  Until then, we wish you all the happiest of holidays and a happy, sexy New Year.

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Sinful Sunday: Before the Mirror

Is she putting on makeup and getting herself ready for a night on the town?  Or is she waiting for somebody to mount her from behind, one hand on her hip and the other tangled up in her hair?  Either one is exciting to consider, but she doesn’t arch her back so seductively when she’s primping.

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Sinful Sunday: Hotel Room

Imagine that you’re returning to your room from the ice machine when you happen upon an open door and this wanton sight within.  Do you take her seductive pose atop the bed for an invitation, or do you merely admire her beauty and continue on?

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