I think all the people who know me would say that I’m not that much of an old lady. True, I have some younger friends, some of whom are in their late teens and early twenties, but I also have friends who are older than me. And most of my playmates are older than me, with some being more than twice my age.
Of late though, I’ve been suffering from tarnish. No, this isn’t some disgusting sexual disease, honest! What it means though is that seeing as I’ve been around for a while, various playmates have decided that I’m not that exciting to play with anymore, especially as the scene is currently being flooded with some delightful young things, all eager, shiny and new. So Jessica is suddenly passé, like last seasons fashions.
Now, I don’t mind admitting to being hacked off with this. Girls tend to value their play relationships because they get better the more you know someone – whereas chaps always tend to want the thrill of something newly-minted. But why are they so fucking shallow about it? On one hand, they tell you they’d really like to play – and at the same time, they don’t make dates with you or fob you off with excuses when you’ve made them, whilst managing to clear their schedules for the newbie. I’m not into sympathy spanks, so I keep saying to myself that if they are really that unexcited by the thought of getting me over their knee, well bugger them*. I don’t have to play with people. But I’m not taking a ticket like somebody at a deli counter and being told I’m number nine in the queue!
The realistic and pragmatic part of Jessica knows that you can never hold a man’s attention for a long period of time if there are other newer things on offer. But it doesn’t stop me from getting pissed off by it. Partly because if I said this to any of the playmates concerned, they would vehemently deny it was the case. To which all I can say is – I am not a fucking idiot and please don’t patronise my intelligence.
So there.
(Door slams)
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*Not literally.
You’re not a fucking idiot.
They are.
So there.
*Ahem*
YOU’RE NOT PASSE YOU’RE FUCKING AWESOME.
Thought that might need some shouting.
Well, being shiny and new, by definition, can’t last, and when it’s gone then it’s stuff like intelligence, a sense of humour and being a nice person that actually lasts, the stuff that actually matters. The stuff that *you* have. If anyone’s silly enough to pass you over for shiney and new then they weren’t worthy of you in the first place, and eventually they’ll get bored to the shiny + new girl too.
PS. Being new does suck somtimes.
xxx
For me the fun of a spanking relationship is just that, the relationship that builds between spanker and spankee.
My enjoyment comes from the pleasure I can impart (inflict?) for the lady. It is the pleasure of developing a spanking relationship so that I know what does, and does work for her and in maximising the pleasure for both of us.
So don’t despair, find those men who understand that a spanking relationship is a two-way affair and not one based on ‘grazing’ the field.
And if you want to try an ‘old fogey’ who understands your needs …. give me a call
Jessica dear girl, you sound really pissed off, and I don’t blame you.
Give me mature and experienced, over shiny and new any time.
Any of your erstwhile playmates who reject you for shiny and new, need to enquire in the lost property office if anyone has handed in their brains.
Warm hugs,
Paul.
Mwah I feel your pain from Holiday-land and have already said it’s not you – it’s men chasing their dicks and a bit of a lack of suitable males in person. You are fab, sexy and wonderfully creative in play – and when the boys get bored of shiny new things they’ll come crawling back…or I could lend you mine? Xx