If you’re following this series of fake Mad Men sex blog posts, you’re probably thinking that I watch Mad Men only for the sex scenes. Believe it or not, I don’t. I just happen to think that it’s one of the best damn TV series ever on so many different levels — the plots, the characters, the costumes, the props — and I love how Matthew Weiner throws in twists when I least expect them. There is nothing predictable about this show, including the way Glenn Bishop comes back into the picture (rather lean, tall, good looking and really grown up — and I don’t even have a thing for younger men) and Joan’s new love interest.
Okay, so I love the sex that oozes in this series, too.
And by the way, I deliberately passed on last week’s episode. All that existential bullshit between Don and Diana was just too weird for me. It was boring weird. A waste. It was my least favorite episode of the entire series.
Sally’s Mom Has Got it Goin’ On
By Glenn Bishop
I’ve had the hots for Mrs. Francis ever since I was a little kid. I mean look at her. She’s blonde, she’s got a great figure. I mean who wouldn’t want to fuck her? She’s hot!
When I came by to see if Sally wanted to go to Playland, I could tell that Mrs. Francis was really putting it out there for me once she noticed I was a man. So when I came back after I knew Sally was off on her vacation, I knew it would be the perfect opportunity to put the moves on her.
When I tried to kiss her, I know she wanted to kiss me back. There was this feeling, this vibe. I know when she said couldn’t because she was married, it was just a ruse, for show. But I could just feel that she wanted to … and wanted more, even if she couldn’t admit it to herself.
I’ll give her time to think about it. I know she will. Once I come back from Vietnam, I know she’ll want to make up that chance she didn’t take with me. Plus, she’ll see me as even more than a man. The next time I show up on her doorstep and sees me in uniform, she won’t be able to keep her hands off me. She’s the kind of woman who respects men who serve our country. Even though it will be months before I can come home on leave, every day I spend in Vietnam will be worth it.
So What Should I Think of Richard?
By Joan Harris
So Mr. Wonderful swoops into my life. He’s good looking, rich and charming. What woman in my situation would pass on having a fling with him? I’m out of town. It’s California. He doesn’t know much about me. I don’t know much about him. It’s just two grown adults having a fun time. Why not? It’s 1970 and I’m a modern, independent woman.
I was floored when Richard came out to New York to see me. What kind of man does that? How gallant! Of course I couldn’t pass up the chance to do it again.
But now he says that he’s willing to move to New York to be near me … and Kevin? On one hand, I’m incredibly flattered, but I have to wonder what he’s really after. I mean, leaving Malibu for New York City? And I could tell that he really wasn’t into the kid thing at the hotel. On the other hand, any man who comes back to reconsider with roses in hand and makes an offer like that has to be serious.
But Richard’s not just any man and I have my life just where I want it. I don’t know what kind of man he is other than he’s a fun time. I get the feeling that he’s forthright and honest, and I’ve never met a man like that either.
Is Richard too good to be true? This is all happening so fast. I have my life exactly the way I want it. But I think I’m going to give him a shot. I have nothing to lose.