I should have known that there was a reason for my latest fascination with Diesel’s fragrance Fuel For Life—other than the delicious models in their ads. Turn’s out that I had smelled it before. Much the way you associate the smell of pine trees with Christmas; this fragrance—the cologne specifically—reminds me of hot, slippery sex for a reason; he was wearing it during our last hot, slippery fuck-a-thon!

Who ‘he’ is, is not as important as what ‘he’ did *wink-wink, nudge-nudge, sluuurrrrp* He rocked my world to unexplainable proportions and did things with his tongue that I never dreamed possible! Daaaammmm….

Before I get carried away by the flood of juices that are filling my desk chair and super-cute capris; let me get back to the whole association between Fuel For Life and yummy (oh-so yummy!) sex.

Aside from the memory of his cologne filling the air mixed with his hot sweat-that-can-only-come-from-fucking-you-so-hard smell; the sexy fragrance has also lingered on my sheets the last couple of days. Every time I pull the sheet up over me, or the breeze comes through my bedroom window; it instantly takes me back, making me all wet and tingly and fills my head with visions of him nicely snuggled between my thighs where he belongs.

Up until now I have never been a fan of cologne on men and much preferred the natural…well… man smell, but this one seems to suit him (and sex) just right. It also somehow reminds me of fall. This may well be because as he was rocking my world, my bedroom window was open and I noticed that the breeze blowing through had that certain back-to-school, fall kinda’ smell and the two seemed to blend just right.

Anyway, I guess I am officially converted and now do prefer men in cologne—at least Diesel cologne.

If the man version smells this amazing; is it safe to assume that the ladies fragrance will too? I’m all about leaving a sexy scent trail behind as I walk past a group of drooling men! Think I’ll have to give it a try and see what smelling it on his sheets does for him…