by Alexis Angel
So Banker actually stayed the night which was crazy and here's something that's behind the scenes! I wrote the Friday NL in the morning as he was sleeping. It was at like 6:30 in the morning and then we had morning sex when he woke up he had to be at work like 8 am. So I wasn't surprised about this because I've been in the biz but Banker actually keeps a few changes of clothes at his desk in case he doesn't get home. Brought back memories bc I remember how pissed off I used to be bc it's a lot harder for a girl to keep "a few pieces of clothes" to change into after a night out or all night working ya know?
So DoctorDick on Friday yesterday was like want to get dinner and I thought sure, whatever, let's do it.
But he was so....what's the word. Like here is a doctor, and he's supposedly been to the city, but he's so out of sorts I guess. The first thing he said when I met him was "Can you believe how expensive this place is?" Like dude, if it's expensive vote with your feet and don't go there. But don't go to NYC and complain. If it was just that, maybe it woulda been ok. But all through dinner he's like omg I can't believe these prices. $48 for a steak and I'm like dude, you know Midtown is a tourist trap we shoulda gone to some of the local spots I know and he's like no, I know the city pretty well and I'm thinking to myself well bub I used to fucking live here for like 5 years ya know?
Then he's like thinking we're in the 70s or something and I dunno, he's like Serpico. Every single thing he thinks is someone in the big bad city out to get him. Like these French tourists asked me which way the Empire State Building is bc they wanna go up at night and it's this guy and girl and it's romantic and they probably just wanna canoodle with and Doctor Dick is acting all defensive and yells at them interrupting me and tells them we don't know anything and pulls me away like they're gonna mug me. Like I mean, they had backpacks and cameras omg! No wonder the city gets a bad rap. From small town doctors.
And that's what he was being. So small town. So I told him I had a headache and had to go upstairs. My friends were like hey you and DoctorDick wanna meet us at this club in the Meatpacking District and I'm thinking DoctorDick would just have a heart attack if I took him clubbing but I told them let's go clubbing Saturday and since they go out every night they were like sure.
Hugs and kisses and lots of love,
Alexis
So yesterday was like a perfect day!
went to the Park and was reading in the morning and got all horny so I called Banker who says he was about to call me. Anyways, he heard the horniness in my voice and he came over to get me but first he did me like 2 times and made me cum like a bunch so yay! Then he told me we should go to his tennis club because it had a pool on the Upper West Side so I realized I still had my Agent Provacteur Soiress collection bikini so I packed it and off we went. And he totally loved it! I wonder if it counts if I seduce someone I'm already sleeping with but we went back to his place, which is so amazingly nice (he has a balcony overlooking Manhattan) and he had me put on the bikini and then took it off. And did me again.
Then I get a text and DoctorDick is like WTF why haven't you called me yet? And I'm like wait, were we gonna spend the day, I totally don't remember that and he's like no, I'm in my hotel room and I'm like what are you doing in your hotel room on a Saturday? Besides, didn't the conference end of Thursday? How long are you in NYC for? I started getting all weirded out and he stopped texting. So Banker then took me to the Met to the Balcony Bar where you overlook the Main Entrance and they have a string quartet and we sipped martinis. Then we went to San Pietro in midtown and I was like oh no, I left my bikini at his place and Banker was like let me get it for you tomorrow and actually, why don't you just spend the night.
So I said yes. And we went back to his place and watched Netflix and had sex AGAIN and he took a while this time to cum and it wasn't as much but I mean we did it so many times I didn't mind. Also I got off. And today I'm writing my NL from his balcony. I leave tomorrow and I'm sorta sad.
So tell me what you've been watching on Netflix btw, I need a new TV crush lol!! so tell me who you netflix & chill with ;)
Hugs and kisses and lots of love,
Alexis
I soo need to spill the deeds
So I’m sitting at the airport lounge typing this up and I’m gonna send it out before I get on the plane because I’m landing in California late but ya today was my last day in New York City.
Yesterday was pretty crazy in a good way.
First, DoctorDick texted me in the morning as I was sitting on Banker’s balcony and he’s like what are you doing and I was like just hanging out with a friend so he was like wanna meet up? Although the way he said it was more like “Would you like to get some lunch?”
I dunno, I think he was able to tell I was upset at him because he didn’t seem as boorish when we met. We went to Whole Foods at Time Warner Center for lunch and I’m thinking omg this could be time I spend with Banker with his dick inside me but also I felt like I had an obligation sorta to DoctorDick because I mean back in California I was kinda doing him pretty regular and he came out all this way because of me.
“So when are you leaving?” I asked and he sorta sniffed at me, if that’s even possible. Then after a moment he’s like, “Wednesday.”
I’m all like oh okay, well I’m leaving tomorrow and I’ve told you this a bunch of times. He’s like yeah, but tickets were expensive on Monday and Tuesday and I roll my eyes because he’s still sticking to the story of like having a conference in town (one that he went to for all of two days).
I mean, I’ll be honest if he had been like “Listen Alexis, I’m going to NYC to be with you” and been upfront about it, I woulda been happier. First, I woulda said, “No, this is me time, which you’re impinging on,” but second I at least woulda been like oh okay I know where you stand.
Am I wrong here?
Am I wrong to be mad at Doctor Dick for pretending he had a conference and then wanting to hang out with me when it's obvious he doesn’t even like New York City.
What u think, ladies?
•Yes, you are totally wrong that was very sweet of him
•No, you’re not wrong at all
•Help! I get too many emails!
Anyways, we finished lunch and he’s like “Want to go back to your hotel room?”
It’s pretty obvious what he wants and I’m thinking about it, because hey, just a few weeks ago I was getting no play whatsoever, so ya know.
But I’m a bit curious and I’m like wait, why don’t we go to your hotel?
I mean, I don’t even know where he’s staying.
So this is where he starts to hem and haw and I get more and more curious.
Where are u staying I keep asking and he looks at me.
I finally get it out of him.
He’s staying at a hostel. On the Upper West Side like 106th and Central Park West.
This is a doctor. Staying at a hostel in bunk beds with 7 other people in his room for $27 a night.
Then he says something that I just can't get out of my head.
“Well, I thought we would be seeing a lot more of each other and I would just stay with you.”
Oh
My
God.
Like I get frugal. But this is just something else. He makes me split the check with him when we go out too, and grumbles about how expensive it is.
I never really cared as much because I wasn’t harboring an underlying resentment against him, but this just snaps.
“I’ll see you back in California” I say to him and get up on my tippy toes to kiss him on the cheek. “I need to pack and have some friends to say goodbye to.”
After getting in a cab I call Banker. I’m like so upset for wasting 2 to 3 hours in what could be bliss with this guy and I make him come over to my place where we rented a movie from the hotel selection, I packed, and we took a bubble bath together, got room service, did it, and then went to sleep. He had to go to work, but he called ahead and asked to come in late and took me to the
airport.
New York City…I think I’m coming back.
Hugs and kisses and lots of love
Alexis
But first, catch this tea
So I wrote my NL yesterday in the airport and I wished that I had waited till I got to California. You see, something terribly wonderful happened.
First, let me tell you that I have spent the last several days amorally shucking myself against the cock of Banker. Oh, one thing I did do after sending the NL was to write a long email to Doctor Dick and tell him that I think we should probably go our own separate ways. That the chemistry just didn’t seem to be there. I mean, after his performance over the weekend, I really don’t see myself respecting him.
But here’s the thing. I don’t see myself with Banker as well. Banker was fun. But I know that life that he comes from. I know what world he lives in. I’m the flavor of the month. We got along so well because he knew I was leaving. I mean if I go back to New York City next month, I’m sure he’ll wine me. Dine me. Take me dancing. Eat me out till my toes curl. Then shoot me to paradise.
But he’ll do that as long as he knows that in a few days, I’m headed out.
The moment I move to the city, or ask if he wants to move to San Francisco, it will be over. The moment it becomes more permanent, it will be over. I know this. Because that’s the world that Banker comes from that I came from. Wall Street doesn't reward loyalty. It doesn't reward anything but success - and friends and allies are just the flavor of the month. A revolving door of people to use until they’re no longer worth it for the moment. But as you use them, they use u and you operate in a virtuous cycle.
It’s telling because after Banker left, I texted him. Something innocuous. I said “Miss u. Can’t wait till next time. U make me wanna stay longer.”
Minutes went by. Then hours. Then I was boarding my plane. Then I landed. And no response. In his world, I was no longer important enough to text back because my pussy, ass, mouth and tits had left the tri-state area.
But don’t feel bad for me. Because I had a looooong think on the plane. And I realized that as much as he was using me for my body, I was using him. But not for his body. For his brain. Rather, what his body offered my brain. A chance to forget.
Forget who? Are u seriously asking that.
Because I think at this point, the answer is pretty obvious. Sure I managed to put WineBar at the back of my mind for a few days. But waiting in that airport, watching JFK go around me, not getting any reply, it struck me.
WineBar always replied.
He always came when I called.
So many times he gave me the option to take the next step with him.
And so many times I just bit the hand he held out.
Did he sound a bit childish about why he was still seeing other ppl?
Sure. But lets not forget the literal days of thrusting and grunting and cumming that I just finished in my NY Sex Fest 2017.
Sex is whatever. WineBar cared for me.
I know he did because yesterday, when I was sitting on Banker’s balcony I sorta had a moment of weakness.
I texted WineBar.
Asked him if he cared for me lol.
He said yes.
I told him I was in NYC but was coming back to Cali tomorrow evening was he back from Miami?
He said no.
Then I said
I guess we just had bad timing, didn't we?
And he said ya.
This is all I thought about on the plane. That’s all I thought about on the taxi from SFO to the Embarcadero where I live.
That’s all I thought…weighing how I had lost something so special without ever realizing it…until I walked in my building lobby.
Because there sat WineBar.
Looking kinda bored out of his mind, as if he’d been there for hours.
But he saw me.
Got up. He was holding a single rose.
Tears started coming own my eyes and the doorman looked at the two of us.
And WineBar walked up to me.
“If it’s a choice between every other girl, and you, I realized it’s you.” he said.
I couldn’t say anything.
“If it’s a choice between Miami and you, it’s still fucking you.” he said again.
I just began to cry and he wrapped his arms around me as I cuddled into him.
Eventually we went upstairs.
I think…for the first day of the rest of our lives.
Hugs and kisses and lots of love
Alexis
Fourth Angel Press Conference
Naughty Angel Publishing Rep: Thank you ladies and gentlemen. We will be taking questions shortly from Alexis who will first be making a prepared statement. I ask you to refrain from any sudden outbursts because she is still in a very fragile state after having multiple happy orgasms.
Press: Murmurs
Alexis (Walking out): Thank you, Mr. Lana Angel. To all the press in the room, I will be giving a short statement and then I will absolutely take ur questions.
Alexis (smiling as she reads): It is my sincere delight today to announce to my 34,000 subscribers on my newsletter that while I may not be known as Mrs. WineBar I am justifiably correct in calling myself WineBar’s girlfriend. We had a long discussion from Monday evening where he met me in the lobby of my building and after I collapsed in his arms he took me upstairs where we sat on the couch and I kissed him multiple times and we couldn’t stop but to tear our clothes and have each other.
Alexis (continuing): After that moment, we almost became one, ya know? Like I randomly walk around now and poke him to make sure he’s there. And he reacts by grabbing my ass which I really don’t mind at all, perhaps I should poke him more. But the point is that we achieved a deep intimacy so quick. And we talked. And we realized that I am now able to….
Alexis (continues): Call Winebar my boyfriend. And that would make me his girlfriend. I’ll pause now for any quest——-
Pres: ALEXIS!!!! ALEXIS!!!! ALEXIS HERE!! OMG!! PICK ME!!!
Alexis: Yes, Rando Press Person!
Rando Press Person: Alexis, I want you to know I cried my eyes out for you but have you guys fully planned out how you will be sustainable as a couple?
Alexis: No. But we fully agreed that we are so happy together. Fuck everything else. Next question.
Another random press persion: Alexis! Does this mean the end of the newsletter? What will you talk about if you have already found love?
Alexis: Firstly, I haven't told him I love him yet. I just told him that he’s everything to me, that I missed him terribly, I held onto him like if I let go he would leave, and we have spent literally the last 24 hours just cuddling together in between doing it or just talking. So… I guess maybe he knows what I haven’t told him, but understand that even if he is my lobster, there are plenty of things about him that we’re gonna have to explore. For example I wanted to get DoorDash to deliver and he wanted to go pick stuff and bring it back to my apartment. I dunno maybe it made him feel more like a dude. But I didn’t wanna let him go. I just wanted to hold onto him and press myself against him and nestle into his body. But he was like babe I need to stretch my legs and go walk a bit outside and I was like really you just had so much exercise because doing me isn’t for the lazy you know? And so we will have plenty of things to talk about. For now, I’m just glad I have my lobster. I’m going to put him in my mouth and suck all the juices.
Random Press Person: Alexis! What do you say to your readers who were not Team WineBar?
Alexis: Your day will come where you will be. Next question.
Random Press Person: Alexis! Will you ever write a book about this?
Alexis: Well, thats up to the readers if they wanna read a fictionalized account of WineBar and me.
Naughty Angel Publishing Rep: That’s all the questions for tod—
Alexis: One last thing! Sorry! In celebration of how happy I am for the next 3 days I will be
picking 5 people who respond back and putting their questions on my NL. If they get selected out of the thousands who have responded, they get a free book!
That’s all for today, folks!
Hugs and kisses and lots of love
Alexis
So happy to share this with u!
OMG so I'm rly busy with WineBar today but I wanted to talk to you peeps! So by busy I mean we're holed up and basically in bed all day but he just went out to get food for us cause ya know we're burning a lot of energy here! Today has been amazing though and I'm sooper happy!
Today's first email is from Clair aawwwwwwww
I'm all verklempt❤
Plus smart man.
I had to look up verklempt and babe that is so sweet
Our next email comes from Veneta
Hi Alexis,
Question: How does this relationship feel different than any of your
other relationships?
I am happy for you and WineBar!
Veneta
xoxo
Um... this is the one I've been waiting for y'know?
Our final email comes from Sheryl
I am SO HAPPY for you and WineBar. I wish y'all
all the happiness that y'all can stand. Just
remember it is always best to TALK to each
other about everything (good, bad and the ugly).
Don't rush things too much, enjoy the time together
and make lasting memories getting to know each
other better. Can't wait for updates.
