It’s the start of the NFL season and I found myself at the local sports bar being waited on by a drop dead gorgeous blonde who had all the right things going on for her – she was cute, bubbly and had a sense of humor. Of course we weren’t the only ones in the bar noticing this. Guys of all kinds were vying for her attention; some smooth, most crass; it was just so many hard legs flirting with the girl that it started to become embarrassing. One of the other girls waiting was also pretty damn cute and on her game with the service unlike blondie who was having trouble making me a rum and coke for whatever reason… I guess some lames think being bad at your job adds to the hotness but whatever. While I considered bagging this chicken with some tried and true tactics, I realized that I would only… [Read more]

Having been around the block and back several times over I have had the pleasure of feeling booties from the bony flats all the way to the table-top stacked. Booties are booties, it’s cold on approach and warm to the touch (you feel me?) but it was only recently that I experienced an artificially enhanced booty… A little background: As a man that has encountered real breasts as well as silicone and saline versions I can solidly say that nature wins out in that contest all day, every day. I had one experience so scarring (they were lumpy) that I became hardcore about my anti-fake boob stance to where I can proudly proclaim that I would take a natural pair of A’s over a false set of D’s any day. Many men share my stance in this… but back to the booty. Recently I took a trip to the Penthouse Nightclub in Tampa Florida and… [Read more]

Same story, you know the deal, late night, bachelor’s party… or was it a birthday? Does it even matter, thing is it was a bunch of us boys and we were in the mood for dancing, and naked lovelies. Only one place for that right, ya you know it, the “Gentleman’s Club”. So lately I haven’t been feeling these places due to a few arguments I’ve had with the lady, but tonight it was my boy’s last day to be single so what the hell. I find a chick that you would say is his taste – tall, dark (Latin or Italian) and built like a brick house. A thoroughbred type of cutey, the kind that lesser men shy away from – reasoned with her to give him 5 for a hundred, happy birthday! Little did I know that while I was being a stand-up guy for the soon-to-be groom, my man Terrence had found… [Read more]

I have NEVER been attracted to muscle women, actually come to think of it whenever I’d see a chick on the cover of a muscle mag, it was a HUGE turn-off. This was me until I met Denise, the cardiovascular nurse who I worked with periodically. She was sweet, endearing and we would trade smiles with each other whenever we crossed paths.  Soon I found out accidentally that we both parked our expensive German cars in the same distant lot to hide them from nosy co-workers wanting to know what we drove. Needless to say, all that muscle stuff went out the door, I was in love. So lemme describe Denise, she was a shorty about 5’3″, caramel complexion with a short bob haircut. She had a backyard but no fat or cottage cheese, the legs and arms were cut up to hell, letting you know immediately that she worked out. She was single, in… [Read more]

So I’m on my way home from work when I realized that my hunger was getting the better of me, so Fast Food was in order. Pulling into the nearest McDonalds in my navy blue BMW, I order my meal and pulled up to the window to pay the tab for the insta-fat meal. Looking inside I noticed a blonde with a nice ass and a banging body. Being the player that I am, I already figured her to be “rough around the edges” but sexy enough to get down with… at least that’s what I thought. As I begin to sign the receipt for my meal, I noticed that she is hanging halfway out of the window using her arms to support her. Broads do this when they either want to check you out, want you to check them out, OR want to check the car you’re driving.  I call this pose the McDonalds… [Read more]