Fishing randomly and catching Jennifer.

Things have been very quiet here, and if you had read this blog with any regularity (first of, sorry), you know that I had to take a bit of a break in my activities.
This is not to say that I have been up to SOME mischief.  I've been getting the itch for another party.
Bad.
Really bad.
Since I didn't quite have the resources to throw another one for several months, I figured a few CL ads and try to put out feelers for people that have an interest in it and willing to talk about it might help.

Got a total of maybe 6 proper responses from TWO different cities. Three immediately dropped off, possibly by them being bored of me, or were expecting something totally different. 
Whatever.
Two are local girls; One has had fantasies about it, but is in a troubled marriage and other issues.  She doesn't know about the blog.  I gave her an option and she will (eventually) make a decision, but in the meanwhile we're making good conversation overall.
Another of major interest is from one that I posted on the Chicago CL.
A woman about my age responded and was saying that she had done multiples in her youth, but didn't give any details (damn!), but continued to talk about a few topics here and there and told her about the blog.

Suddenly, she informed me that she responded to an ad in her area and sent me the following story:

I got an email back this morning saying he was game and we agreed to meet at a parking lot not far from where I live.  Its a big lot and we agreed to meet at the far end where its never used for privacy.  He was there when I showed up and before he got out of his car, I knew my first time was going to be fine. 
He was pretty good looking, tall, about 6'3" I'm guessing, and average build.  So I pull up and park next to him and he gets out of his car and he comes around to the passenger side of my car and I let him in.  He is wearing shorts and a t shirt, he was fresh from the gym so that explains the gym clothes.  He gets in and introduces himself to me and we shake hands.  I spy him look at my cleavage while we made small talk.
I wore a low cut, tight blouse that is really too small for me, so  I'm sure he could even see my nipples through the bra and blouse.  After 5 minutes or so, he says, "Are you ready then?"  I said if he was then I was too.  He reached for the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down and out of the way.  His cock was already somewhat hard and I'd guess about 7 inches long.  He was shaven and that is the first shaved cock I had seen in real life.  I just stared at it for a moment until he asked if anything was wrong.  I said no and slowly reached out to touch it.  Once my fingers touched it, he flinched alittle, but then I wrapped my hand around his shaft and took in his beauty.  I literally could feel him swelling in my hand more so I slowly started to stroke him.  He reclined the seat to get more comfortable and I turned to get better access and was able to use both my hands.  I went at it slowly at first and he seemed to be enjoying it. 

Then his phone rings, he looks at it and say's "Shit, my wife." 
At this point I'm figuring he is going to want me to quit but he motions for me to keep going and be quiet.  I can actually hear her voice through the phone and he is trying to get her off the phone. 
I just keep stroking away until he finally gets done.
Once off the phone he relaxes some more. 
His eyes were closed and he was moaning softly.  A few minutes went by and I could tell by his breathing he was getting close so I picked up the pace some.  He asked if he could cum and I said thats what we are here for so.
All of a sudden he let out a loud moan and the first of many spurts of cum shot out.  I kept stroking as long as he was cumming and he came alot.  Must have been 5 or 6 powerful blasts, then smaller ones.  Because of the way I was holding him, most of it landed on my forearms, hands, and some on the center console of my car.   None on my clothes!!!  Yay!
After he was done, he sat back up to see what I had done to him and he apologized for getting me.  I told him I was prepared for that and as he was looking at me I licked my fingers off.  I hadn't planned on doing that but got caught up in the moment.  He tasted alright too. 
I handed him some tissues to clean himself up and I wiped my hands and arms off.  He pulled up his shorts, asked me if I would be interested in doing that again and I said maybe.  We said our goodbyes, and I left.  Just got home an hour or so ago.

Emailing a bit more, she dropped off the face of the Earth.
No responses to any of my casual "hi's", so I figured she dropped off the face of the earth and blew me off.

Not until I got the next letter....