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After a hellish commute tonight, I was running very late for my yoga practice. I almost decided not to go but I convinced myself that I really should since I feel compelled to wear bikinis on the boat. So, I made a mad dash into the house, quickly said hello to hubby, changed into yoga gear and then out the door again. I made it to practice with mere seconds to spare. As I rushed into the studio, what to my wondering eyes should appear...but 4 or 5 (I lost count) 20-something hot guys. Now that usually doesn't happen at my yoga studio so I figured it was my reward for perserverence As I settled onto my mat and began stretching...with back arched more than usual...I decided that I was really going to bring it tonight and do my very best to turn on these guys. Now, keep in mind that this isn't your regular yoga practice...it's done in a room heated to about 95 degrees. And there's alot of movement and a lot of sweating. Ok, so back to bringing it. I really did get into the practice...I went big...and I could feel their eyes on me as I contorted my body and showed just how limber I am. It was sexy and HOT and then just hot...I nearly passed out from the heat! I had to leave the room! How's that for bringing it sexy-style? I'm sure the guys were incredibly turned on But for awhile, it really was yogic bliss...

So when did I become such a cougar? And is there a specific age a woman should be to be considered a cougar? I used envision that cougars were women in their fifties (I'm 37), but now I don't think so. I think it's just women who are attracted to younger men. And I do like men in their early twenties Hubby says I should be satisfied being a milf...we have a son old enough to have friends that might find me hot. However, I've come to think that milfs are passive while cougars are aggressive. Being a cougar is sexier...like I'm on the prowl. What do you think?

Maybe I should change my screen name!

Even after the let down of Friday, the weekend turned out to be really good. One of those great weekends where everyone had a great time and everyone was really down for silliness.

I don't recall what happened on Friday night, but Saturday was spent on the lake with our closest friends. There was too much alcohol and too much talk about sex, which is funny because these closest friends aren't even "those kinds" of friends. Know what I mean? Anyhow, fast forward, I seem to recall that for some reason most of the guys had to leave the water late in the afternoon, leaving me, my man and two of my girl friends on our boat. What followed was quite amazing, considering, as I said, these aren't "those kinds" of friends. First, one friend was kissing my husband and telling him he had the softest lips...I don't even know how that happened, but I found it to be pretty hot. Then the other friend had her head buried in his lap. I missed that, but I managed to get pics...how does that happen? The next thing I know that same friend is on her back on the floor of the boat and he's sucking one of her nipples while she's commenting that the other can't be left unattended. Being the accomodating gentleman he is, he moved on to the other. What a guy!

I'm not exactly sure why things didn't go further...I think we all needed to leave for some reason - although now I can't think of what a good reason might have been

Kind of a random incident as far as I'm concerned. But nevertheless, I found it to be very hot. Maybe these friends might become "those kinds" of friends after all!

I wonder how many people keep their friends and playmates separate? And how many have had friends become playmates?

By all accounts, it should have been a great day. I had the day off and I planned to fulfil a huge fantasy I mean a really, really big one. Ok, I'll tell you...I've always had a fantasy of "getting caught" by my husband - as in him walking in on me in the midst of having sex with another man (or woman . I've never done it before, I've never even cheated...but today was going to be the day that I was going to get caught.

I had it all figured out. A new friend was going to be my accomplice. He agreed to drive down here this afternoon and we were going to hop in my bed just before my husband got home...and get down and dirty I had planned to record the entire "event" so my husband could experience everything that went on...not just part where he walked in - because I'm such a good and giving wife Damn, I've been thinking about this for two weeks...it has been the fuel for many hours of fantasy and good sex! But alas, not meant to be. I got a text just before my friend was supposed to arrive saying he had car trouble You feel bad for me don't you? I don't know if it was really car trouble or if he got cold feet or maybe a better offer. But I am truly disappointed.

Hopefully my second post on NN will be more fun and include a sexy story that really happened! Have a great weekend!