Today is the first official day of winter; Winter Solstice, which is the shortest day of the year in the Northern Hemisphere. Today is also the final day of Sagittarius as we move into the sun sign of Capricorn tomorrow. Happy Birthday, Capricorn!
Is there anyone out there that cares to share their carnal Capricorn knowledge besides, the romping, fun-loving Roxanne in her story, Sex through the Zodiac? Anyone? Ahhhh, come on, speak up and speak out why don’t cha? Okay, I’ll start. Yes, me, Neve. I have some personal Capricorn experiences to add to this blog conversation:
In my younger years it seemed I attracted and was equally attracted to Capricorn men over and over and over, again. I was even married to a goat once a long time ago in a land far, far away. Suffice to say, I know quite a bit about the sun sign of Capricorn. If memory serves me correctly, they tend to be rather horny goats and they could most certainly keep up with my strong Scorpio libido. Ole’! I also found every Capricorn that I was involved with romantically to be very driven, and they seemed to have their eyes and fingers on the brass ring all the time. Many of the same characteristics I would find in Capricorns seemed to mirror my father, the stead-fast Taurus’ reliability and ability to conquer anything, which is probably why I’m attracted to earth signs to begin with. Every sign, like every person has their strengths and weaknesses. After saying that, what’s been very puzzling to me about the Capricorn men I dated was how they appeared to me initially: strong, brave, intelligent, forthright, honest and forever climbing up, up, up. However, as time marched on in the relationship, each Capricorn deteriorated into something completely opposite from whom and what they were originally. I’m not sure if this is relevant, but did you know Tiger Woods is a Capricorn? Ahem, and no, I’ve never dated him. Now, in the defense of any Capricorns reading this and feeling slighted by anything I’ve said, thus far, please know, my sun sign is fraught with challenges and these thoughts are my experiences. This isn’t to say that every Capricorn is like this, okay? Furthermore, might I point out that my tract record with men is…well, let’s just say, don’t go placing any bets on lucky Neve in Vegas, baby. Also, I know one very wonderful Capricorn woman that I’ve grown to love and respect. And as time goes by, she’s everything and so much more, not less.
Roxanne is nearly beating down the door of this blog trying to get her own Capricorn experience out here to you, dear readers, so with no further introduction, heeeeeeeere’s Roxanne!:
“… Eric walked with purpose in his stride, as if he was absolutely sure of his next step. He opened the door to his office and as I suspected, he had a large corner office with a panoramic view of the city and lake. It was beautiful. Eric’s desk and chair were arranged so that his back was against the window and the glorious view. No Capricorn I read about would allow for any distractions when he was hard at work. You could tell this goat was proud of the fact that he climbed to the top of his business mountain, though. I’m sure there were some late nights spent gazing out into the city lights below after spending countless hours working on business deals.
I took a seat in one of the chairs facing his desk and he walked around his desk and sat in his leather captain-looking chair. He was keeping a certain amount of distance between himself and me. I felt like he was sizing me up. I could almost see his risk calculator turning inside his head. I could almost read his thoughts: “Yes, I’m undoubtedly attractive to her, but is she worth the ride, or will I somehow, someway pay dearly for this later?”
I bit my tongue because I really wanted to tell him that he was really just 1/12th of my plan this year. He didn’t have to worry about this Scorpio girl. She was a sure thing. No strings attached, just ready to jump onto the back of this sexy goat and go for a ride. I refrained because even though any man, even a Capricorn, would find that approach tempting, he probably would be more inclined to think it a bit too risky. If I said too much, I’d be headed for the elevator doors faster than he could say, “Warren Buffet.
Capricorns have a high regard for quality. They like investing in things for the long-term, and I knew Eric was sizing me up as a potential sexual partner. Capricorns are capable of having a short-term affair, but they want a certain amount of reassurance that the long-term effects of a short-term affair will be a good investment of their time and energy. They also don’t want to taint their reputations by getting involved with the wrong type of short-term affair. Prudence is important for Capricorns.
I wanted him to know that spending an evening with me would definitely be worth his while.
“I’m glad you could get away tonight.” He said, barely smiling at me from across his desk.
“Yeah, me too. I guess we’re both lucky there was a break in our schedules.” I said, wanting him to know that he wasn’t the only one with a busy life.
“Are you hungry?” He asked me, searching my face for what to do next.
“Mmmm…a little. I guess I could eat. I wouldn’t mind a drink though.” I said, trying to make him feel more comfortable with the situation at hand.
“Oh, of course, where are my manners? I have a small refrigerator here in my office. I have bottled water, diet pop, regular pop and clear soda. Or, we could grab a drink at the bar downstairs in the building?” He said throwing out all the options.
He wanted me to make the decision for him. I could tell he was on the fence about how this was going to go down, but I also knew he was interested, or else I wouldn’t be there. It was beginning to get dark outside and the city landscape began to come to life with lights that reflected against the darkness. The night was starting to wake up.
“Eric. The view is breathtaking from here. You must be very good at what you do in order to have this office space,” I said sincerely.
The lines across his forehead softened as he swiveled his chair around and said, “Thank you. It is something, isn’t?”
“Roxanne, what do you?” he asked me sincerely, turning his head and looking at me.
“I talk people down from ledges, so to speak.” I said smiling.
“Are you good at it?” He asked.
“I think so. I’ve had no jumpers this month.” I responded, smiling and letting my hair fall over my shoulders softly.
Eric’s face softened some more and I knew I’d feel those tender, hard-working lips on mine before the night was over.
I stood up and walked toward his side of the desk. Eric’s eyes followed my every move. I leaned up against his desk, the hemline to my dress brushed up against the side of his thigh. I moved a little closer to his chair, feeling my leg come in contact with the leather of his chair. Within moments I felt Eric’s arms around my waist, pulling me down and onto his lap. I was sitting across both his thighs. I put both my hands at the top of his chair, bent forward, closed my eyes and our lips met, gently at first and then more passionately as we each took a deep breath in and moaned, letting the air escape.
The attraction I felt for him was strong. Eric sat up and pushed me back and onto his desk; his hands traversed my body, squeezing my breasts before lifting up my skirt and running his hand across my thighs. He sucked and bit into the base of my neck and then kissed me hard on the lips. I spread my legs a little wider and his hand met my crotch. I quivered at his touch. I was on his desk, on top of his important papers, and files. I could see his laptop screen glowing off to the side. I felt like the most important person in the world at the moment. I had managed to pull sexual rank over his business needs. This Scorpio girl had some needs of her own that needed to be fulfilled by this horny goat.
Then he stopped….”
You’ll have to buy the book for the ending,