Secret Phone Sex

The other day, I caught my boyfriend looking at my diary. It didn’t go well for him. (I hope you think the doghouse is comfortable, Honey) You would think that with all the intimate things we have shared that reading my diary wouldn’t be such a big deal. If you agreed with that statement, I will see if there is room in the doghouse for you as well! A diary is personal as well as intimate. It keeps safe all the secrets you don’t dare share even with the ones you love.
We all have secrets. Simple secrets like the way to make lasagna that makes a woman beg for more. Naughty secrets like when you caught your secretary giving her boyfriend a blowjob in the elevator. Sometimes we keep things secret just because it makes us feel rich to have something precious like a secret.
I keep a diary that has all my dirty little secrets in it: What I love to do when I have sex. The little things that my boyfriend does that get me hot beyond reason. What I do after a hot phone sex call. The things that turned me on during the day. Stories about my previous lovers. Everything.
I don’t kiss and tell, except to my diary. It holds page after page of every naughty thought that has gone through my head. I think I’ve confessed my every sin to its pages over the years. After all, a secret is no fun unless you share it with someone.
Do you have a secret that you are just dying to share? A fantasy that you don’t dare tell anyone else? Call me for secret confession phone sex. I will keep your secrets safe while I make your fantasies feel real.


Damn. I’d love to have that book in my hands for a few hours… *evil grin*