Transforming Genevieve Chapter Six Part One - Sex Stories

Transforming Genevieve Chapter Six Part One

I woke with the realization that even a night's sleep didn't cure the ugly feeling I had in the pit of my stomach. Dick and I had shared an incredible physical experience. Sex with him was spectacular. But I'd allowed him to become attached to me emotionally. I didn't recognize that since his wife left him, he was missing the emotional attachment of a woman. I wasn't ready to fulfill that need for any man, and somehow, I knew I'd pay dearly for not recognizing that fact.

It had been almost a week since I began this transformation. I'd gone from being a mundane wallflower to a sexual wild cat in six short days. I'd performed sex acts that previously I'd only written or fantasized about. My lustful cravings to experience all those fantasies had blinded me to the simple fact that my lovers had feelings of their own. Feelings I should have respected and considered before I drew them into my passionate spider web. I had to think long and hard about the dangerous path my cravings were leading me toward.

As I was about to leave for my eight o'clock class, my phone rang. I didn't answer it, but after the message played, the caller said.

"Hi, Gen, it's Dick. I didn't sleep very well last night, baby. I'm calling to apologize for being such an ass when I dropped you off last night. I let my emotions get the better of me and took my disappointment out on you. I hope you will forgive me, Gen? Call me when you get this message, please."

His voice sounded sincere but, at ...

... the same time, very sad. I thought about calling him back immediately but decided against it, wanting time to think about how I'd explain to him that I just couldn't let myself become attached to any man right now.

The day passed rather slowly, and I replayed the events of the past six days repeatedly. Those thoughts excited me for their pure animalistic lust and, at the same time, disgusted me because I'd been unable to control my cravings to experience every possible sexual situation I could. I realized that if I didn't find a way to control those cravings, they would eat me alive.

I hid in my office until five o'clock and then made my way across campus to the safety of my apartment.

Shortly after I locked myself inside, my phone rang. "Unknown" flashed on the screen. Since I had Dick’s number saved in my contacts, I knew it wasn’t him calling. I pressed accept and lifted it to my ear.

A woman's voice began, "Hi Gen, this is Marsha. I hope you remember me,”

“Of course I do,” I responded.

“I wanted to let you know that I spoke with Peter about you. He and I are anxious to get together with you for drinks,” Marsha said.

“I'm happy about that, Marsha. I've been pretty excited about meeting your lover and spending casual time with you,” I replied.

"Well, sweetie, my husband is out of town tonight and tomorrow, and I'm getting together with Pete. We were wondering if you'd like to meet later tonight for a few drinks,” Marsha asked.

"I had no plans for ...