Hello!

This is my daughter’s fault. Telling me it would be a good idea to start a blog. We’ll see.

Anyway, welcome. Before we go too far you best realise this is a blog about my sexy experiences — or lack of them! So if you are likely to be offended please leave right away.

I joined Twitter only last week wanting to make contact with a few people, mainly men but women too, who I could chat too and be a little sexy online. It worked, and how!

I had thought I’d be embarrassed to talk about personal stuff to strangers but I seem Ok with it and found myself even telling men my bra size! No big deal you might think but not something I’ve been in the habit of doing.

Anyhow, my sex life has been non-existent for two years since my husband disappeared from my life and I needed something. Playing with a dildo while watching porn wasn’t doing it for me. Chatting to people online however is, amazingly enough!

I won’t bore you with my first week, pop over to Twitter and you can catch up there.

I went to see my daughter on Friday and we had a whale of a time. Far too much to drink but it gave me the courage to tell her what I was up to. I was amazed she actually approved. Well, probably not amazed, she’s not averse to a bit of fun I know but one doesn’t expect children to approve of their parent’s shenanigans.

As you’ll know if you read my Twitter feed I had a bit of a clothes malfunction at work and it triggered some sexy thoughts about flashing. I’m not going to be walking down the road naked but the more I’ve thought about it the more I’m turned on by the idea of revealing some underwear, flashing my bra, or letting guys see up my skirt. The visit to my daughter moved things on. In spades!