Doing A Carol 20
Dear Diary.
I’m now back home and sitting in our snug, watching TV after having a lovely late our dinner. Jerry is sitting in his usual spot on his tatty recliner, or I should say dozing, with a glass of port about to tipple from his hand.
I’m snuggled up in my pink silk pj’s on my comfy sofa with my phone and a nice cup of tea.
Our snug is a small, eclectic and shabby chic room where we can relax in comfort, surrounded by our beloved books and oddities that we’ve picked up over the years.
It’s great just to get away from the hustle and bustle of our busy lives and have the luxury to unwind in our own private colourful cocoon.
I love my little snug as it’s my sanctuary and safe place for me to gather my thoughts and to escape from the outside world. We are lucky to have the space in our house, even to have a tiny kitchen and cloakroom attached to it too.
Not many of our friends come in here, only a select few as the rest are entertained in the main part of the house.
So now scrolling through various websites to get some inspiration but I’m back thinking about Steve and that website.
If I want to find out more about Steve, I’m going to have to bite the bullet and join up, aren’t I?
Right, I need to make up a name for this site as I don’t want to use my own. So what shall I call myself?
On the TV we’re some fighter jets flying over some lush countryside. I wasn’t watching the programme as it was Jerry’s thing, but he was half asleep now.
I was about to turn it over when a different presenter now spoke about birds, especially ravens. That gave me an idea for my profile name, Raven.
With that name, I made a Gmail account just for the site, as I didn’t want my work or personal details to be linked with this website.
Now that I’m logged in with my user name and password, I just had to add some basic details to create my new profile. So I did. And to be honest, my details weren’t quite accurate. Just sugar coated for extra sparkle.
I said I was 45, though many people mistake me for being that age anyway, married and from London. So that way, if anyone searched for me, they would get my fake name and not the real me.
I decided to add a picture later as I want to have a plain background, as again, so that I wouldn’t be recognised. Plus I needed to put on my long black wig for the photos too, as that will be why I’m called Raven.
I then had to add my height and weight etc and what kind of stuff that I’m in to and what I’m looking for.
I’m not sure about that yet, so I put dogging down as I’ve just done that and I added group sex, dressing up and BDSM too just for a laugh.
I also added that I was looking for men, single and married men who are local to me between the ages of 18 – 99. I can always change my wants and needs at a later date.
As I was happy with my new profile, I clicked ‘post’.
Making sure that Jerry was asleep, I did a name search on Steve and came across his profile.
It was very interesting to see what he was after and what he liked. He didn’t have many pictures on there as a lot of them were hidden, only for friends to view. But the few that I saw were very impressive.
There were one picture of him, no face pic but of him in some tight underwear showing off a huge bulge and another one with his massive cock hanging over his pants.
Wow. He was much bigger than Michael and I bet he’s very popular with the ladies, especially with all the ‘likes’ for that picture!
As I scrolled through his profile, I noticed that some of my details matched his and I were within his age range of whom he was looking for.
I wasn’t going to delve any further tonight as there were a programme on telly that I’ve been looking forward to watch, so I came off the site and settled in for the night.
Jerry then woke up, which was lucky for me as I just put my phone down and asked me if I wanted a cuppa, not realising that I had already have a cup.
I declined. He then came over, gave me a kiss goodnight, then he popped off to bed as he had to get up extra early for an important breakfast meeting in the city.
I really wanted to go back and log on to that swinging site, but had to be strong. There will be plenty of time for that later.
But for now, my programme had started, so I needed to watch it.
Perhaps later I’ll have another peek at Steve. Perhaps.
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