#1 was ended by slowly weening her off. Call less, spend less time, give less attention. It was fortunate though that some other dude was going after her at the time, so it was easier to break off and easier yet for him to win her over.
Win-win situation.
I can’t remember exactly how it though. All I can confirm is that we did not have a sour relationship afterwards. Still friends up to this moment.
Some times I wonder if I can still give her a booty call. 
Wow! I can’t believe that I’ve not blogged here for more than a year, nearly two. Not that I’m short of adventures. Just plain…….. L.A.Z.Y.
Here is an update. Since victim #2, there was #3, #4, #5 followed but a change of concept. More on this later, when we come to it.
I’ll try to jot it all down here as my online diary. My little black cuntfused book. My secret keeper.
Victim 1 was a great lay. Always willing to give a BJ anytime and anywhere. She even does it in my unlocked office. I’ve managed to brainwash her to accept our relationship as an open one by encouraging her to date others and have a more active lifestyle. Go out with her friends more. Go clubbing. Go badminton. All without me of course.
Best thing is, she’d spread those legs for me be right before going to those other activities. Initially, I thought she was a virgin. Total virgin-like behavior. 1 night in bed thought me different. She’s a very different person when on high. However, she does not like her own body. I remember trying to boobfuck her. She thinks she’s got small boobs so was irritated by my attempt. After coaxing her to give me a blowjob while I boobfuck then she enjoyed it. Cumming on her silky firm tits never felt so good.
My lust for victims was not satisfied. It didn’t last long though. I was soon earning the attention of yet another colleague from a different department. We’ll get to victim #2 soon enough.
Continuing from my previous adventure, even though I had a hard time forgetting her, I realised there were a few other females that were attracted to me. Hell, a bit of a rebound sex wouldn’t harm me right?
1st victim was the youngish 23 year old accounts clerk. She had a boyfriend, but he doesn’t satisfy her emotionally as well as financially. It didn’t take me long to seduce her. First move, a movie where I held her hands. If she is not cold, I am. It doesn’t hurt to show that you are sensitive guys. If you are cold, admit it. If you are not, just do it to touch her you dumbkoff!
Once I got her hand, I proceeded to her cheeks. Face cheeks! Then 1st base, 2nd base, 3rd base and ultimately homerun. How long? A month if memory serves me correctly.
Her stats:-
Height : 5′ 8″
Weight : na
Vitals : 36DD – 28 – 38
Face : 7/10 (a bit like PRC)
FK : not very nice, short tongue
DATY : didn’t try, i’m selfish with this one. just want to bang.
BBBJ : syok 9/10, always gives me one right after work in my office. lets me boobfuck her while she licks too.
FJ : 7/10 (a bit shy, dare not moan loud unless encouraged.
She knows I’m married, but she still wanna tag along. I tell you guys, once a girl falls in love, they can do anything.
I just realised that my last post was dated, Sept 11. How ironic.
I’ve decided to revive this blog. My outlet. I’m not sure who reads this as I’ve only shared this with only two friends. It is however open to anyone.
Why?
Because despite my last posts, I’ve committed the same bloody mistakes again and again and again. It seems like I can’t complain that lonely won’t leave me alone. More like, temptations won’t leave me alone.
Girls seem to easily fall for me even though I don’t do a thing to encourage it. I’m not handsome nor am I driving an Aston Martin.
I’ll reveal what happen in the next few posts. For now, stay tuned. Simply because… Cuntfused is back again.
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I’ll never look into your eyes…again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need…of some…stranger’s hand
In a…desperate land
It hurts to set you free
But you’ll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end
All that happened has opened my eyes. I now know how my wife feels when she’s got this nagging feeling/womens intuition that I’m cheating on her. Makes me appreciate her even more. I will now concentrate 100% on my own family. Players out there… learn from my mistake. Cuntfused is no longer confused.
Cheating on me I mean. She has been caught lying again and again. Always for going out with one of our colleague. I don’t know what to do. Should I just give her space?
Should I just back out? After all, I have my own family. I don’t want to confront her. Too messy. But assumptions are not healthy too. Arghhh I don’t know. Fuck it. I’ll just treat her as a fuck friend. But I can’t. I truly honestly love her.
This is messing me up. I’m back to smoking. Such stupidity. I’m stupid to allow this to kill me. I guess she is enjoying the attention from guys. I guess if she can cheat on her husband with me, she can cheat on me too.
She is on holiday with her husband. In a way, its good. It made me realise that I don’t have to be always be near her. It forced me to get hang out with my own friends as well as do things without her.
I’m glad. I still miss her though.
She knows I don’t like to see her talking and having lunch with one of our colleagues. Few days ago, I had an appointment for lunch and she did not want to join us. She said she’ll be eating in the office.
Later during lunch, I saw her walking out with him. She did not see me. I did not call her or message her about it. After lunch, I asked about hers. With innocent unblinking eyes, she described in detail what she had, who she was with and what happened. Except what she described was a lie. She described everything as if she was eating in the office.
“Did you go out of the office?” I enquired. “Its too hot, I just hung around here in the office.” she said. I smiled. I replied “I must be seeing things then. I thought I saw you holding his arm crossing the road just now.” Her face lost all her pinkness. She’s as white as sheet. I just laughed it off and walked back to my office.
Try as I might to shrug it off, it bothers me. I know she lied to save my feelings but still, I feel bad. I started smoking again. My chest hurts but I needed it. Nothing else can numb my thoughts. If I could get some weed, I’d have done it.
She tried to apologize later but I changed the topic. I do not want to dwell in the issue because I still and want to trust her. Now I know how my wife will feel if she ever found out about us. I’m a bastard.
The family just came back from a holiday. Over it, the wife and I had the opportunity to revive our sex life. We didn’t manage to get any. I just cant get aroused. Somehow, I feel like I’m cheating on my lover.
Can someone explain? How is it that when I’m making love with my lover it feels perfect and when I do make love with my wife, I feel guilty? I’ve discussed this with my lover. She says she has no problems like that with her husband.
I’m cuntfused.
