It’s Never A Bad Time to Squeeze It

20140724-110321.jpg There are three types of hugs women give. You have the church hug/ don’t get the wrong impression hug which is reserved for associates, creepy uncles and guy friends that will never see her naked.

You have the “I haven’t seen you in forever hug” which is for family, friends and guys that have seen her naked but probably won’t again.

Lastly you have the, “It’s yours baby” hugs which are pelvis to pelvis, chest to chest, lips on neck. If only people weren’t looking hugs. The ones usually reserved for that one man whose text get answered in 2.5 seconds.

Some women are just hug sluts, don’t let them fool you into thinking anything is going to come from their body to body interaction. They either get off on having you believe you have a chance or they’re just comfortable hugging.

Good hugs, good kisses and a good ass grab go together like whiskey, cigars and Godiva. They usually take place up against a door, up against a vehicle or if you’re a lumberjack or jogger up against a tree. Maxi dresses, sun dresses, tights, boy shorts; they all maximize the experience.

Appreciate them when you get them because it’s rare you’ll meet a woman that has a perfectly grab friendly ass, is a good kisser and has that hunger that gets right to the edge of self control.

Who doesn’t love a good hug.

Bad Dreams… Warm Smiles

“I had a bad dream.”

With the time change the sun was up when our alarms clocks were going off, that was still taking some getting used to. So the fact that it was still dark outside let me know it was incredibly early. She was sitting at her vanity doing her touching up her nails, the only light was the recess that hung over the station.

She walked back to the bed, bra and panties on, her silk robe open.


I couldn’t sleep, I had a bad dream.”

I was still half asleep myself trying to adjust to the light, trying to shake the cobwebs. She looked showered and fresh so I’m thinking she’s been up for awhile. I sat up, the cold hitting my bear chest.

“Come here.” She just stood there looking sad, I moved the covers and stood up to stretch. I couldn’t tell if I was hard because it was morning or because of the way she was looking in the morning but this wasn’t the morning for that.

“I know you’re still half sleep, get some rest before you have to get up.” She knew I was up now.

“Come here girl and sit down.” I patted the side of the bed, the sat down. I got on my knees in front of her. Kissed her knee and placed my head in her lap. She rubbed my hair and for a minute we sat just like that.

“Tell me about the dream.”

There was a comfort in sitting with her, a comfort in just listening. A piece of mind that came with touching her.

“I had a dream you didn’t come home.” I smiled, she couldn’t see it but she hit me none the less.

“Shut up! I’m serious. I cooked dinner and I put on that dress you love and I waited and waited and you never walked thru the door. I called you, I sent text, I called your office. And I just waited and waited. I know this sounds silly but I felt like you were dead, it felt so real baby.”

I wasn’t laughing anymore, she was a lot of things but she wasn’t easily shook. I looked up and she was crying, not hard tears but tears none the less. I wiped one way but let the others fall, I kissed them and then I kissed her.

A light kiss on the lips.

“I’m not going anywhere, you should know that by now. I’m happy and I hope you’re happy. I love you and sometimes bad dreams just have a way of creeping us out. The next time you have one, just wake me up.”

She kissed me on the forehead, “You were sleeping so peacefully, when I tried to get out of bed you wouldn’t let me go. At first I thought you were playing around but when I looked back you were sound asleep holding on to me.”

I stood up at the sound of our alarm clocks going off, “that should tell you all you need to know then. If I’m not going to let you go in my sleep, why would I let you go in reality? I’m going to take a shower, you coming?”

“Of course I’m coming, I need you to get my mind off this dream. And I love you too!”