There are moments when indulgence is just necessary.  Why do we enjoy it?  What is it we indulge in?  For me, it usually in tails something that feels good, after all if it weren’t pleasurable there would be no point.

When it feels good that usually involves sex.  Nothing else makes your senses tingle quite as much as sex does.  It's a slow and sometimes agonizing trip to climax but when it is reached you feel euphoric and satisfied all at the same time.  We continue to come back for this feeling because it is just too sweet to give up.  Each time we know the moments of where we are in our sexual situation but it continually surprises me how different each orgasm feels.  Where did they touch me this time?  What did they say differently that made this moment more intense?  I don't think we will really know the answer but trying to find out is all part of the fun too, right?  When I get callers with different needs it always gets a different response from me.  I like to think that I'm their indulgence for the time when we talk.  It's enjoyable to listen to the variations of desires and I get to reflect on it in my own real life sexual encounters.  Sure phone sex is my job but on the flip side it has given me great pleasure too.  I'm very upfront with my customers as far as me having an orgasm.  I don't have one every time or with everybody but I do still enjoy the conversations no matter what the direction.  Indulgence can be too much if engaged all the time, but to deny it all together is not the way to go either.

Just last night I had a huge moment in 'indulgence'.  It wasn't a planned encounter so that made it a little more intriguing.  It was a former lover who had come into town on business.  He called me up and we agreed to meet for dinner.  Conversation was fantastic and to hear how he was doing was great.  The smell of him was familiar and his hands reminded me of when we had sex last time.  He's older and married but he won't leave his wife.  I'm happy with this because I don't want to date him I just want to screw him!  He knows that, and that's why he calls me.  So after our lovely meal we went back to his hotel for a drink.  At this point, I still wasn't sure whether or not we would be having sex.  I was hopeful but not expecting...  You see he's a business executive and meetings do get 'in the way'.  Then he asked if I was wearing his favorite silk panties.  I curled my lips into a smile and answered him.  And judging from the size of the bulge in his neatly creased pants I knew indulgence was for dessert.  I'm getting wet just remembering it.  Want to indulge with me?