The Invitation

We’ve played around, laughed and teased. Our chemistry is obvious. I know we both want it, but I must say it emphatically for you to feel welcome. I’m saying it now…I want you…and I’m sending it into the universe. I just can’t fight this feeling anymore.

Too many years I’ve waited for this day to come. It only lived in my imagination and I honestly never thought it was something I was allowed to have. I’ve changed and you know that. I’m more ready than I’ve ever been. Surely you can see that?

Here’s my formal invitation:

 

The presence of your company is requested.

Come on in and take a seat.

Relax and unwind.

Get comfortable and enjoy what I have to offer as I savor all that you are so very capable of giving (so I’ve heard).

This will be a lot of fun and just think of the juicy possibilities.

I’m ready, willing, and able to take you on.

I know we’re going to get along.

Won’t you consider me?

RSVP ASAP

 

An Audio Birthday Card…Listen, If You Dare.

I’ve channelled my inner Marilyn to wish you a very Happy Birthday, Sir.

I am so thankful that you were born and I can’t wait for you to get home so we can celebrate. I also can’t wait for the weekend and whatever you have planned for us 🙂

I love you with all my heart, mind, body, and soul. Happy Birthday.

 

 

 

 

Some Dom/sub Advice Would Help, Please!

I have a bit of a take charge personality, as many submissives actually do, and  a new job is looming on the horizon. You see, I need to go back to work. I got pregnant with our first when I was 35 and at the end of my first trimester Coach called me at work and told me to quit. I quit on the spot. I had been working almost steadily since I was 13 and he felt I needed a break. I was also throwing up every 10 min and mainly sat at my desk doubled over. He was too worried about me. Well, another kid later and now it’s been almost 13 years that I’ve been a stay-at-home mom. I’ve taken on part time and contract work through the years, but it’s now time to go back. There are goals we want to accomplish and another paycheck will make all the difference. I haven’t forgotten about wanting to dance burlesque and sing cabaret. Performing is my passion and extra money will allow me the luxury of pursuing my passion.

I went on a job interview last week and I hit it off with the President of the company. It doesn’t hurt that he is one of Coach’s clients, but that only got me in the door. I think it was one of my best interviews to date. I researched the industry, learned about the company, and I prepared as best I could. After introductions and initial background information he came right out and told me the problems they are experiencing and exactly what they’re looking to accomplish. This is where I was able to share my skills and ideas. It went very well and we had a good rapport. Now I’m waiting for a meeting to be set up the partners. I’m excited because this is much bigger and more lucrative than we initially thought. It’s an upper management position, which mean a lot of responsibility. I know I can do the job and I am very excited about the challenge.

Here’s where I need advice….I’m trying to wrap my head around how I’m going to balance being someone in charge at work and then coming home and getting back into submissive head space. I remember the long, dark days of coming home from work and still wearing my “bossiness,” if you know what I mean. Those were the hardest times of our marriage. I will have a lot on my plate with work and kids and taking care of Coach and my personality can be intense once I’m on a schedule. I can turn very goal oriented and feel like I have to do everything in my power to get the job done and done right the first time. If Coach has given me a task that I somehow don’t accomplish I’m almost devastated. I love pleasing him and his approval means everything to me. I feel like I’ve gotten into  a submissive groove, so to speak, and to screw up everything we’ve worked towards would break my heart. I can’t do that to him/us.

Coach is proud of me and totally believes in my abilities. I’m so thankful that he is supportive and encouraging. I have to make sure I don’t fall prey to trying to control life outside of the office. Any advice on how to merge these worlds, how to set up a safety net for myself, how to keep my submission strong and free from the invasion of the body snatchers would be so appreciated.

Can I be like Melanie Griffiths in Working Girl and separate business from pleasure?

Film and Erotica and Me…Oh My!

I am thrilled to let you know that the lovely, talented, and oh-so-sexy, Anna, at FrolicMe.com asked me to write an erotic short story for her steamy and HOT HOT HOT Dom/sub film, SIR, that just came out. How could I turn down such an opportunity? There was no way I would say no to having my name and writing linked with the best films EVER! Anna produces beautiful high quality erotica films that tap into your fantasies and desires. Deliciously superb.

What’s that you say? You’ve never heard of FrolicMe? Oh, my, are you in for a treat!

Thank you so very much, Anna, for letting me write for you. I’m there for you anytime you ask.

Check out these links and hold on, you will be aroused.

Sir

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I Love Your Smile

It gets me everytime, illuminating my path and like a beacon I’m drawn to your light and warmth.

The first day I saw your smile I saw my entire life flash before me.
I saw the friend, the lover, the husband, and the father you would become.

You are that man I knew you would be and so much more.

Our protector and provider. Our confidante and confessor. Our rock and our rescuer.

I smile knowing you’re in the audience and from the wings of the stage I take a peak to see if I can catch a glimpse of you. We watch her turn and leap and glide across the stage and I know the whole time you’re smiling that smile that I love and it’s so full of pride as you watch our baby girl shine in the spotlight as she dances.

We meet you in the lobby after the show and the first thing I see is your smile as we approach and I’m instantly home. Anywhere you are is home.

As I sit in the dressing room helping with costumes and makeup and all the preparations for two more shows to go you’re home being Daddy to our special little boy who isn’t feeling well today. You’re where you need to be, giving him your smile and making him feel better. Today you gave selflessly to our children because you love being their Daddy.

You’re a wonderful Daddy to our beautiful children. Happy Father’s Day to the best man I know.

And Happy Father’s Day to all the fine men out there that take care of their kids and give them what they need…a father.

 

You Let Me Have My Way With You

I love when you let me have my way with you.

It’s what we both wanted.
A glorious moment when words aren’t necessary.
Me drawn to you like a magnet.
My lips, tongue, and mouth eagerly exploring and indulging.
I climb on and ride long and hard with the sole purpose of pleasuring you.
You recline in a trance as I bring you to the point of ecstatic explosion and then…
You flip me and take your pleasure.

I love when you have your way with me.

xoxo
~Elle

Back On Stage ~ It’s Show Time, Folks!

IT’S A HAPPY DAY FOR ME! I woke up this morning absolutely sure. I’ve been debating this in my head and heart for years. I’ve given myself every single reason why it can’t be done…

I’m too old, I have kids, I have to be in better shape, I haven’t done it in so long, I’m too old, what if…what if…what if…what if….

FUCK YOU WHAT IF!

FUCK YOU AGE!

There’s a part of me that is unhappy and I’ve looked around to see what can fill it. Don’t get me wrong, I’m so very happy with Coach, I’m so very happy with our kids, I’m so very happy with friends, but there’s a part of me that is still a little unhappy and it’s because I’m not doing what I love to do. Bottom line is that I am a performer at heart and it’s my first love. I’ve been performing since I was 4 years old and appeared in a commercial. I’ve been acting, singing, and dancing as far back as I can remember. I’ve had all the professional training. I really don’t want to do anything else. It’s not about money. It’s about what truly gives me joy. I can’t be the joyful person I am unless I perform.

When I’m on stage it’s as if I’m transported into a world of pure bliss. Time stands still and it feels a little like subspace. I am completely in the moment without another thought or care. The high I get from it is beyond anything you can imagine. I love the energy I get from an audience and I feed on it. The more I give, the more they give and it is electrifying. I am fully me on stage and I miss it. The only other thing that gave me that kind of high was running track. Sports and performing are very similar because you have to put it all out there. It’s all or nothing.

So do I just go out and audition for a show? Do I put together a headshot and resume and go find an agent? Nope. I’m doing this my way! I listened to some Sinatra last night and I know what I want.

My voice is well-suited for cabaret singing…157999718Deep, sultry, a little raspy, but I’m able to hit some notes. There’s nothing like a piano bar, a single mic, and standing there in a long, slinky dress that looks like it’s ready to slip off, slide down and pool around the ankles, luxurious hair cascading around shoulders with a sexy wave that covers one eye. Fuck me, that ‘s hot! Now to find someone to play piano for me. In a cabaret setting there must be chemistry between the musician and the singer. Anyone want to be my accompanist?

I love comedy, especially sketch comedy and improv. I’ve written and performed in both. Comedy keeps you on your toes unlike any other type of performance, in my humble opinion. You have to be quick and sharp and have some serious mental dexterity. I’ve studied and performed Greek theater and Shakespeare (they don’t pay well) and comedy is so much harder.

fe86f7a71ee28de7ac79896e90454893Burlesque is like a drug to me and I haven’t gone to nearly enough shows, but I’m online A LOT watching the best of the best. I love the tease of it. I love the turn on. Unlike stripping, there’s an art to it and that really turns me on. I have wanted to perform burlesque since I first heard of Gypsy Rose Lee, Blaze Starr, and Josephine Baker. Today, burlesque is on fire and I want a piece of it. Did I tell you I look so fine in a corset? Watch out, Dita, here I come!

I know how to put together a show and I’ve directed and performed in a few musicals. I have some skills and I plan on using them. Yup, the performance bug came crawling in again and bit me. I love to be bitten.

So those are my elements and what I plan on putting together for my act. When? Who knows, but I’m going to have some fun working on it. I’ll take some classes, put a couple of acts together, work on my schtick, lift weights and workout like there’s no tomorrow, search for a venue so I can audition (gotta have a goal), read, learn, and grow.

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You’ve Got A Friend

I sang this song for a talent show when I was in middle school. I woke up hearing it. The words have always gripped me. I have a heavy heart today, but I’ll be fine. I know that my heart has an amazing capacity to love and it’s more inclusive than exclusive. I see that as a tremendous benefit and Coach said it’s a gift. I should never take that gift for granted.

To D and J…thank you! I so wish I could share more about me with you. I wish you could read this blog. You know I have it, but have never pushed to read it because you allow me the opportunity to say what I need to say into the Universe. I know you wouldn’t judge, but I would never risk anything coming between us. I love you both too much to do such a thing.

J, we’ve known each other since we were 13 (35 years!), when I met you on our first day of high school. We were instant friends. My nickname is Elle because of you. You get my warped humor, the humor I don’t show on this blog, and you just get me. We partied till we dropped, danced until dawn more times than I can count, laughed, cried, and supported each other all these years. I’m checking my lottery numbers because I promised I’d buy you a Jaguar one of these days and I always keep my promises.

D, your wisdom is beyond most people’s comprehension. We were instant friends from the moment I made that fateful call and you answered the phone. You are the older sister I never had. Our age difference means nothing to us. You always call at the exact moment of my pain or joy. How do you do that? How are you so tuned in to the extremes of my heart? Everyone is confused by our friendship because no one in a million years would expect us to be friends. We seem so opposite, but that’s because they only see the outside. On the inside, we’re cut from the same bolt of cloth. We’ve never had one single disagreement in the 13 years we’ve been friends. I am a better person when I’m with you. You bring out the very best in me. You are in a class all your own.

When you’re down and troubled
And you need some loving care
And nothin’, nnothin’ is goin’ right
Close your eyes and think of me
And soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest night

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I’ll come runnin’ to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I’ll be there
You’ve got a friend

If the sky above you
Grows dark and full of clouds
And that old north wind begins to blow
Keep your head together
And call my name out loud
Soon you’ll hear me knockin’ at your door

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I’ll come runnin’, runnin, yeah, yeah,
to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I’ll be there, yes I will

Now ain’t it good to know
that you’ve got a friend
When people can be so cold
They’ll hurt you, yes, and desert you
And take your soul if you let them
Oh, but don’t you let them.

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I’ll come runnin, runnin’, yeah, yeah, yeah
to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I’ll be there, yes I will
You’ve got a friend,
you’ve got a friend,
ain’t it good to know,
you’ve got a friend,
ain’t it good to know,
ain’t it good to know,
ain’t it good to know,
you’ve got a friend,
oh yeah now, you’ve got a friend,
yeah baby, you’ve got a friend,
oh yeah, you’ve got a friend.

It’s A Pleasure To Finally Meet You

He holds my face in his two hands and smiles while he scans me with curiosity and lust and then as he leans in closer I slowly begin to close my eyes and my mouth slightly parts to receive a long awaited kiss but I feel his hot breath against my cheek and then he grazes his lips softly against mine and whispers a request so I willingly lower myself gracefully down onto my knees and look up at him as I pull his zipper down and release his throbbing eagerness and I lick my lips in anticipation and salaciously smile when he tells me it’s a pleasure to finally meet me.