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Jenna At the Playboy Mansion

Stamped: May 8th, 2006 | Toggle Similar
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As you all know, Meme and I do reviews of erotic blogs every Monday on Sirius' Playboy Radio. It's totally hot and incredibly fun, and it often, after the session is over and I'm on my way to work, leaves me glad to be an aroused woman rather than a man. I'll take a little squirming in my seat over a massive erection any day.

So, Playboy. The producer of the morning show is none other than Girlspoke Bitch, AJ Gentile. A few days ago, he posted a few pictures on his site that revealed his first visit to the infamous Mansion. Yes, that mansion. After sulking and pouting about my non-vite, some harp music sounded through my brain drifted me off into reverie…

Jenna's visit to the Playboy Mansion

I arrived wearing nothing but a one piece fishnet body stocking, because, well, that's evidently what I think is sexy these days.

body stocking and glasses

Once on the premises, I found a waiter and grabbed a couple of glasses of champagne. I quickly chug one and set down the empty glass. I mean, I don't want to come off as a drunken floozy on my first trip to Hef's!

From there, I start making my way through the crowd, browsing the celebrity faces and sizing up my competition. Lucky for me, the Playmates seem to be scarce, likely off to give Hugh his hourly rub down.

In the distance, I spot a group of familiar faces.

Jenna's fantasy threesome
My heart jumps and I'm instantly aroused. I'm also a little confused as to why TR Knight is still in costume, but this is dismissed readily when I remember that I'm in a full body stocking. Suddenly, Patrick spots me and raises his glass of scotch. He motions to the other two who then look up and smile, TR very coyly, and Kate with a subtle licking of her lips.

I make my way through the crowd bumping into boobies and erections, turning heads the whole way. When I reach my trio, I let out a breathy hi and start to fidget with my fishnets. I take a sip of my champagne and feel myself starting to blush. Kate looks up at TR and Patrick, giving them a knowing smile. They both set down their drinks, looking my way out of the corner of their eyes, and Kate reaches for my hand, "Come with us," she whispers.

Playboy Grotto

Before I have time to think, the four of us arrive at some secluded pool area. Patrick and TR undress to their boxer briefs and jump into the pool, splashing, smiling, and yelling to come join them. Kate looks down, suddenly shy, and then back at me as she slips the strap of her dress off her shoulder. Now she's smiling and Patrick is calling for her. She pulls down the other strap and her dress falls to the ground. She steps out of her shoes and gracefully eases herself down the steps of the pool and into the water.

legs in water
The three of them are now wading near the edge and looking at me, waiting for me to make my move. Still holding my glass of champagne, I swallow the rest and start to ease myself out of my fishnets. The setting sun helped me lose my inhibitions. TR claps and Patrick smiles, "There you go, Jenna. Come on in…"

As I step down into the water, Kate makes her way toward me, reaching for me. Her wet hand is on the back of my neck, and she slowly leans in to welcome me with a deep kiss…

I hear a phone ringing and look around me. Slightly disoriented, I move away from Kate and rub my eyes.

Now I see my phone. I see my computer. I see my desk. I look up onto the screen and let out a deep sigh. I reach for my phone, irritated that I've been woken, and bark a hello at the caller.

Jenna! It's AJ!

I put my head in my left hand and breathe heavy. Dude. What the fuck? I was in the middle of something…and what's up with us girls not getting an invite to the mansion?

AJ babbled for a bit offering his explanations, apologies, and promises for future Playboy parties, but I'm too distracted by my dream to continue the conversation. I say goodbye and hang up, moving from my desk to my unmade bed.

Now…Where was I…?

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8 Responses to At the Playboy Mansion


Comments

  • Where’s the glasses? Totally ruins it for me. Could you badly Photoshop a pair in please?

    Posted by copyranter # 2 years ago
  • Done. Just for you. Photoshopped like none other!

    Posted by Jenna # 2 years ago
  • Jenna,

    Some girls have all the luck! ;)

    xoxo,
    nina

    Posted by nina # 2 years ago
  • um, Jenna, where was I in this whole scenario?

    Posted by Meme # 2 years ago
  • Nina, you know it!

    Meme, I think you were trying to convince Jack Black to mud wrestle with Scarlett Johansen.

    Posted by Jenna # 2 years ago
  • Beautiful. Now: how bout a ball gag?

    Posted by copyranter # 2 years ago
  • Ok, freakshow. This is Girlspoke, not Suicide Girls.

    Posted by Jenna # 2 years ago
  • It’s just a silly old house. Sheesh. What’s the big deal?

    ;-)

    Posted by AJ # 1 year, 11 months ago

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