Jiminy Crickets!

A couple of weeks ago I awoke in bed… my phone ear piece still in, EB asleep on the other end. I hung up the phone, got resituated in bed attempting to fall asleep and I heard a noise. Not sure what it was, I ignored it and again tried to fall back into dreamland. Again, I heard the noise. I realized that P, my downstairs neighbor, was coughing in bed (his bedroom is directly below mine).

Half asleep, I thought that we needed to have more insulation installed between the floors. Suddenly my eyes opened, I sat up and “Oh my god” came out of my mouth. P probably heard.

When having my SPC’s, when I Oooo Doggie, I will almost always be as loud as I would if he were there. Even over the phone I want to satisfy him as much as I would if I were actually there in person, performing the acts with him that I am describing in detail to him.

If I can hear P’s mere cough… when “Oh Fuck, Yes, Fuck… Yes” is coming out of my mouth… what can P hear? Does he think I have some man locked in my room, strapped to my bed (if you know where I can get one of those please let me know).

I wouldn’t say that I’ve been embarrassed upon seeing P since that occurrence, per se, although I am sure that he has been looking at me with a more knowing look as of late.

Thank God that after this weekend he saw a real, live, in the flesh boy leave my house. That’s it... no more Pinocchio’s for me.


I need a real man now… lest P come to also realize that I am indeed the best I’ve ever had.