. sex diaries

[jane ridley]

This week, a bottle girl who jets off for a no-strings fling at the sight of a text message: 25, single, Los Angeles DAY ONE 10:00AM I wake up and immediately regret it. Last night was a late one at work - I'm a bottle girl at a club of sorts - and didn't cash out until 6am. But pilates calls, and I dutifully crawl out of bed and to the reformer class with my coworker, R. We swap stories about yesterday and watch our muscles shake against the resistance. R tells me she went home with someone at her table last night. 11:30AM Bribe R with a smoothie to get further details. He was a well-off music producer, and the room they ended up having sex in everything was stark white. She couldn't get over how much it felt like a psych ward, and faked an orgasm so he'd stop fucking her. It was missionary too, and she watched her self tanner basically peel off onto the sheets when she got up. Eek! We both laugh about it though and I head home. 2:00PM Everything shower, nap, go get a wax. I'm religious about my maintenance; it's paid off in dividends over time both in and out of work. If there's one thing men (and women) love it's something good to look at, and it doesn't hurt when it leads to extra tips, invites and interest. 6:00PM Text one of my men of interest, C, to see if he's coming in tonight. He confirms - I take extra time on my make-up to perfect the smokey eye he always seems to comment on. 10:00PM Back at work right as it gets rowdy. The place originates as a supper club but quickly turns into a dance night out as the hours go on. C gets seated in my section and I greet him with casual indifference - he likes to play a long game, so I fulfill his requests until the first couple bottles run dry and I feel his eyes crawl all over me. 4:00AM C's too drunk to have sex but it doesn't stop him from whispering filthy things in my ear, how he'd fuck me right on the table if he could. Unfortunately for him it reminds me of something and someone else entirely, and I leave the evening with most of his wallet in my pocket as a tip and enough recent memories to get off without my vibrator a couple times. DAY TWO 9:00AM Speak of the sexy devil and he shall rise. My most consistent hook-up, we'll call him B, texts me and asks if I'm down for an impromptu trip to Cabo. I agree with minimal hesitation - the chemistry between us is electric, and I love that we've been really clear that we aren't looking for anything serious. He's sending a jet in two days - so much to do, suddenly! 12:00PM Guest in to back-to-back pilates classes with the knowledge that I'll suddenly be in a bikini in a few days. The LA sun has been nice lately, but it doesn't beach the scorching heat closer to the equator. I thank my friend at the front desk, L, for the free classes - often times when we have an event at work a ton of extra product and goodies get left over. I've snuck her a few over time in exchange for free classes. Comes in handy, especially now! 3:00PM Get home and spend the afternoon overnighting as many beach outfits as I can to try on before I fly. My best friend, O, also texts me that she's in Cabo too! This trip keeps getting better! 8:00PM Grab drinks with C at Uchi. The vibe isn't totally there - maybe I'm just too excited for Cabo and to see B soon? Either way the food is great and I inevitably go back to his. He lives in this insane house in the hills - I like having sex against the window so I can see the views with his reflection behind me. I'm kind of surprised when I come - my mind wasn't totally in it, but we've had sex enough times in this position that I think he just knows which angle inside me gets me off. 11:30PM After a quick steam shower I depart, not feeling like pillow talk which he sometimes wants. DAY THREE 9:30AM Up early on a work day, but I am over the moon looking forward to tomorrow. I had to switch my schedule around a ton to accommodate, so I pop over to Erewhon to get some treats for everyone at work tonight. Have to get the Sofia Richie Grange smoothie as well, of course. 11:10PM Mani+pedi required. I opt for OPI Bonfire Serenade on both my hands and toes - it looks great with my complexion and especially when I get a quick tan. Speaking of! I pop by my good friend Kristin's salon for a quick spray tan as well. She did all the VS models back in the day, so knows her way around a contour. I give a little extra attention to my legs because I know they're B's weakness. Thank god for laser hair removal too, keeping them shiny and stubble-free. 2:00PM Home and my packages arrived! I eat the Erewhon salad I grabbed and Facetime O for a try on haul. Thankfully everything I was truly excited for fits - I toss the returns to the side for another day and drag my suitcase out to pack. Know it'll be a late night and my flight tomorrow is early, so need to get that done. 6:15PM See why I got it done? I have to try on and take a picture in every outfit before officially packing it, just to make sure it works how I envision. A little extra, but with the company B keeps I know I need to impress. He's got family money, and with that comes family friends. And a bit of a complicated history with someone that's still around in his life. I don't really mind - he's never made me feel lesser than when we're in person, and the experiences we share are hot and string free. 10:15PM Chug a Celsius and clock in for the night. The place is pretty packed for a Wednesday, and I later realize it's because an A-list musician is here and brought a big group. It's against policy at work to share names, and in the spirit of Sex Diaries I will hold to this anonymity as well, but can say there were quite a few Dogs out on the prowl. Said attendee was not seated in my section, but the desperation for others to keep their tables and bask in their presence played in my favor. No passes at me this evening aside from the surface, just a lot of bottle deliveries and, because of this, tips. 3:27AM Home! Wash my face and hop into bed, knowing my alarm will probably ring any minute. DAY FOUR 6:00AM Fuck. Knew it, lol. 7:30PM Arrive at the airport - separate entrance as it's private. Security is luckily a breeze, passport is checked, and I am up and away an hour later. Spend the time on the plane catching an extra hour of sleep, chugging a bottle of water, and freshening up as we get a little closer to Mexico. 11:00AM Landed! Passport gets checked again and a car is waiting to take me to the resort I'll be staying at with B. I can't wait for some island time, tropical drinks and incredible sex. 12:30PM God, this place is fucking insane. I'm greeted with a crisp glass of champagne and escorted to the beautiful suite we're sharing. It's airy and light, with an amazing sunken tub, shower full of jets (we'll get to these later!), and the billowy king bed. I'm so tempted to jump into the personal infinity pool but B told me everyone was down the beach with another group so I quickly change into a micro bikini and sarong and head down. 12:45PM Immediately spot O taking a picture and jump right into the moment - I'm so happy to see her! She's here with the guy she's seeing, T, who's best friends with B. So convenient, right? I steal away after giving her a quick hug, grabbing a couple tequila shots for B and I and joining him on his lounge chair. He has these beautiful, intense eyes, and stares right at me as we take the shots together. It feels like he wants to eat me alive, and the feeling is obviously mutual. 2:50PM Everyone's broken off into their separate groups after a risky game of truth or dare, O all but dragging T away after he tongued a body shot off of her. I'm really happy for her but I can't get a read on the guy - he's not as straightforward as B, who's unabashed about setting boundaries or expectations. It's still early between them but I know she's stopped seeing other guys - T just seems to keep his cards close to his chest. 3:00PM B and I have a few too many tequila sodas and end up taking a nap in one of the cabanas by the pool together. When I wake up I have a mild headache, but can feel he's hard behind me and the hangover melts immediately into arousal. Though I've had my dalliances with public sex I don't feel like getting arrested on our first day and lead him back to our room. The kisses we shared by the pool pale in comparison to the open-mouthed heat that passes between our bodies. I ignite under his touch, both of us subtly battling for control until he tosses me on the bed and gets on his knees. He eats me out until I come, twice, and then for a third time when he fucks me from behind. Consider my hangover cured. 7:00PM We have room service delivered and I realize I'm starved, housing some amazing veggie enchiladas in our bathrobes as he catches me up on the couple days they'd already been here. We get a few texts from the group that's still on the beach, finding a rather drunken, yet fun group of friends when we change and head back out there. I grab a glass of wine from the bar, sipping lightly to try to enjoy the rest of the night and not succumb to the peer pressure again. 9:00PM Back in our room. We turn all the lights off and listen to the ocean's lull for a while, but I get the sudden urge to blow him and act on it. He likes to grip my hair and control the pace a little bit, pushing up into my mouth when he comes. I swallow, then run to brush my teeth so we can make out like teenagers before we go to sleep. I don't know when that became part of our routine when we're together, but there's something about losing your breath when a kiss presses to your neck that is so hot yet youthful and tender at the same time. I try to give him a hickey as a joke and he shoves me off, then drags me closer as we both drift off. DAY FIVE 9:20AM Wake up in paradise! B texted that he's already at the gym so I call O and we head down to the outdoor cafe for breakfast. We have incredible fresh fruit and parfaits and swap details about our nights. She seems so smitten, and after she describes what T did to her on their private patio, I kinda might be too. 10:30AM Changing into my bikini of the day and B returns. He looks so hot when he's sweaty, I'm basically in a trance when I follow him into the shower. After a rinse he undoes the ties of the bottom of my bikini, and I swear I watch the evil idea come over him before he presses his mouth to mine. The kisses leave me absolutely breathless, so it's a surprise when he spins me around and breaks contact, his hand drifting down to touch me. I shift my legs wider in invitation but he surprises me again, angling one of the lower jets until I figure it out. Through trial, error, and the occasional laugh at our efforts, the stream of water is adjusted until it hits my clit and I moan in both triumph and ecstasy. Rooted to the spot, B's hands roaming my body and his lips scraping my neck, I orgasm so hard my legs almost give out. 11:00AM I return the favor in our bed, putting my poor, shaky legs to work as I ride him until he comes inside me. 11:30AM Finally make it out to the beach. Had to switch outfits because my original look is a sopping mess in the shower, but it's no fuss. Backups were factored into my planning schedule, half figuring B might rip some of these off me if push came to shove. The energy's been great, though. Light and mischievous, drawn to each other and the vibrance of the crew as we all enjoy the sand and sun. The other group we've been hanging out with is in a hotel down the way so we've been having our chairs set up a little further down the beach as a halfway point. Thankfully they still take our orders and deliver our drinks, and I get some good girl time as we all order Caesar Salads and debate gossip and trends. 4:30PM Rinse the sand off back in the room and start getting ready for the group dinner we have tonight. My freckles are really coming through with the color I got today, and the pale green crochet dress I chose pops with my colorful, tasseled earrings and raffia bag. B showers me with compliments, smelling like sexy santal and the sea, and we share a few chaste kisses before leaving to go bother O, T and W, who is also with our group. 6:30PM Dinner is delicious. Everything is finished right in front of us, the bowls of guacamole prepared to our spicy liking (hot!) and fresh fish served with lime and regional ingredients. The five of us barely stop talking to eat, tongues loosened over bottles of wine and sips of tequila. We all walk to the edge of the water and W eventually dares to run in, dragging us all in her wake. B and I drift and steal a few kisses until his hands slide under my skirt, and I very quickly decide it's time to head back. 9:00PM We quickly undress and have sex again, then try to make one another spit out their toothpaste when we’re brushing our teeth before bed. I win. Do my skincare and climb on top of B for our evening makeout. He smacks my ass playfully when he’s tired and I get the hint, rolling over and passing out almost immediately. DAY SIX 7:00AM The only reason I’m up at this hour is because it’s a boat day! T is big into sailing and chartered one for an afternoon for all of us. I make sure to apply bountiful sunscreen (Jergens has one that makes you absolutely glow) and pull my hair up for the day, knowing the wind will be crazy. 7:30AM Change into a classic balconette bikini with a brazilian bottom, linen button up and a hotel baseball cap before I drag B out of bed. As men do, he’s ready in 3 minutes and helps me look for my missing sunglasses before we find them under a pile of clothes. 8:00AM An incredible day to be out in the water. T helps with the crew and O is all but drooling, sprawled out with me and W on the spacious deck on the bow. Admittedly I did not brush up on my boat terminology before I flew out but I end up drifting in and out of sleep as the seafoam sprayed cool on our bodies. 11:10AM We drop anchor in the water once we’re safely at sea, and jet-skis are brought out for us to enjoy. My legs squeeze deliciously around B as we take one for a spin - he’s super strong and built like it, and it turns me on watching his biceps flex and contract as he whips the handles. At one point I raise my hands in the air, thighs gripping for dear life, and cheer as we race ahead. 1;00PM We eat lunch, and I fall asleep in B’s arms as the sun finally gets to me. 2:30PM Wake up, and we’re nearing the dock again. My shoulders are definitely sunburned, feeling the heat radiate off them and the stiffness of my skin as we step off the boat. Worth it, though. 3:00PM B offers to give me a massage with aloe vera gel. I immediately get naked and request a full body one and he complies. The coolness of the sheets feels like heaven against my heated skin and the chill of the aloe vera on my back and his firm hands makes me groan in pleasure. When he flips me over he drags me to the edge of the bed and eats me out, palms chilled against the grip of my knees. The orgasm he draws out of me is deep and lingers, and when I can pry my eyes open and meet his, his face still buried between my thighs, it rolls straight into another one. 5:00PM The sun really tired us out today. We order room service and talk, and he gives me updates on his status with this woman in his life I think he really likes. She gives him really hot and cold signals, always keeps him guessing, but it’s a bit more of a complicated situation than he originally expected. I don’t mind hearing about it - we’ve often shared stories of other hookups before, sometimes to stoke jealousy and others out of a genuine desire to share with someone. As we’re not super involved in each other’s day-to-day lives, it’s nice to just get an outside perspective. 8:00PM We watch the sunset from our private pool, a bottle of wine shared between us. When it finally gets too dark out we steal back inside, and honestly? Have really passionate sex and both get off. It’s always nice when someone knows your body so well they can predict what you want or need, and I think the sleepiness made us both soft and intimate. I get ready for bed and am surprised when he’s still up, falling into his arms and sharing a few, dramatic kisses before he turns the lamp off. He drags his tongue up my neck when we spoon and it makes me laugh then shiver, wondering if he’s about to want to go again until his soft snores sound from behind me. I follow almost immediately. DAY SEVEN 9:00AM I’m so bummed we’re checking out today. I wake up to get a few extra hours of sun on our deck outside, B joining me after a few minutes or so. We order room service coffees and chat on the deck before we have to get our bags together. I prefer to pack my own things and do so, while B’s luggage is assembled and whisked away in seconds. Men. 10:30AM Grab breakfast with O,T and B at the beach club. We watch in wild amusement as W traipses up the beach from down the way, still in the mini dress we’d spotted her in last night. We hoop and holler, watching her curtsy in the sand before she flings her shoes back over her shoulder and heads back to her room. 11:30AM We’re all in the lobby as the car pulls up to take us back to the plane. I take one good look back at the place, nothing but good memories sizzling in my mind as B slings his arm over my shoulder and guides me into the sprinter. 12:40PM Airport, passport check, onto the jet. We’re all headed back to LA for now - T and O will continue on to their home once the plane refuels. I try to convince them to stay another night but both seem antsy to be back on the East Coast. 1:20PM Back in LA! B is headed in another direction than I am so there’s separate cars waiting, and we part with a smoking hot kiss and the amazing memories. I have to cross my legs in the car on the way back as I relive them. 2:30PM Drop onto my own bed with a sigh and am super happy I thought ahead to request off tomorrow. I’m definitely going to need a full day to recover!