Showing posts with label Bob Woodward. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bob Woodward. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

How Not to Use Your Work Email Account

A few things popped up yesterday worth sharing on any sex blog worth it's salt. Like this piece in the Washingtonian, about a sex scandal at the high priced Sidwell Friends' School in DC, where the kids of the rich famous and presidential have attended for decades, including the current first kids.

It's a tale of cuckoldry reminding us once again that if you are a school psychologist, it's not a smart idea to  use your  work email account to send salacious emails to the mother of one of the kids you are "counseling". Here's a choice passage to mull over:
 
During the course of the affair, Huntington [the school psychologist] sent a number of sexually explicit e-mails to Mehrbach [the mom] from his Sidwell account—sometimes in the middle of the workday. His e-mails, according to Newmyer’s complaint, graphically recounted their encounters, including oral and anal sex, role-playing, and “manic rubbing and touching when [Huntington is] under the influence.”
In a March 4, 2010, exchange excerpted in Newmyer’s complaint, Huntington e-mailed Mehrbach expressing his desire “to be busy with [her] body,” and when she called to discuss it but didn’t reach him, his follow-up e-mail explained why: “Your call enabled me to kick out some 8th grade girls from my room. They were winners from Twin Day, so they were eating their prizes in here and talking about male P.E. teachers that try to hit on them.”
At the time of that e-mail—and for much of the duration of the affair during the 2009-2010 school year—Huntington taught sex education to Sidwell sixth graders, during which time First Daughter Malia Obama was in the sixth grade. Typically, the class is mandatory for all sixth graders, according to former students.
In one of the e-mails included in the complaint, Huntington wonders whether he should discuss the affair with Newmyer’s daughter. “Do I talk about masturbating on your face or your marital situation with Terry . . . ? Decisions, decisions, decisions.”

It’s even better that somehow Bob Woodward and his wife are embroiled in this, trying to keep some of their own emails with the school off the public record. Is there a Deep Throat involved in this tawdry affair? And why couldn’t the Plaintiff have embraced his role as cuckold and let the good times role?

Then there was this other piece highlighting the return of Mad Men, a favorite here at the UCTMW World HQ: Mad Men Creator Sheds Light on Don Draper's SM Sex Drive. 

In the article the show's producer / writer ponders whether male slut Draper, a favorite of Mistress as the ultimate sexy bad boy, really craves a Domme who could rein him in and truly fulfill his need to be  under a strong woman's thumb. Maybe next season?

Finally, on a personal note, I better get upstairs for some wake-up sex with Mistress and determine whether or not this is a cage day. That was the original plan before Mistress cancelled her assignation with a certain LL, since kicked to the curb for the sin of hubris.

But it turns out Mistress has already refilled the day's dance card, arranging for an after work getting to know you drink with another potential suitor. What's odd about this one is that he actually attended Slave's alma mater, which came up when he shared a photo of himself in one of this ubiquitous ND shirts.  

Of course, it's unlikely we know one another since he graduated about 20 years after this aging alum.

What I did not confirm was whether Mistress wants her Slave caged for the day while awaiting reports on how things go with them. (And I know what some of you out there are already thinking.)