Becoming A Slut - Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

Becoming A Slut - Chapter 3

... Where the two women differed was that Victoria was a gold-digger, plain and simple. She’d been married three times to extremely wealthy men, each time she took half their net worth when she divorced them, and she never tried to hide the truth that she’d married those men for the money, Hailey’s father included.

Since her third divorce, however, Victoria seemed to have concluded that she had enough money to fund her lifestyle until eternity, so instead of chasing down another investment banker, she started fucking younger men. Hailey caught her blowing her yoga instructor in their gym one morning and heard her fucking the pool boy when she thought Hailey wasn’t home. That’s why it didn’t come as a surprise to Hailey when Victoria returned from her spa vacation with a brown-haired man in his twenties, whose bulky arms, strong shoulders, and penetrating blue eyes had undoubtedly spread her mother’s legs without him having to say a word.

“Darling!” Victoria cried out when she stepped through the door and went to hug Hailey, her arms full of shopping bags.

“Hey, mum,” Hailey said as she hugged her back. “How was your trip?” That’s when Hailey noticed the young man come through the door, carrying the bags.

“It was amazing!” Victoria said.

Hailey wanted to roll her eyes. Everything her mother ever did was ‘amazing’, and everywhere she went and everyone she met, those people and places were amazing, too. Hailey suspected that at some point in her life, her mother had ...

... gotten used to telling every story as if she was telling it to one of her envious friends. As a result, Hailey spent her childhood listening to her mother’s stories and wondering vaguely why her mother sounded as though she was trying to make Hailey jealous.

“I swam every day, and then we had champagne and strawberries in the jacuzzi, and afterward we went to get a massage. You know how tense my shoulders get, and that’s where I met Philip.” Victoria took the young man’s hand. “We hit it off, so I invited him to stay with us for a couple of days.” As an afterthought, Victoria added, “I hope you don’t mind.”

By ‘hit it off’, Hailey assumed her mother meant that Philip had fucked her right there on the massage table, and she liked his cock so much, she’d decided to keep him. “Of course not,” Hailey said, conscious of the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra as she shook hands with Philip. “Nice to meet you, Philip.”

“Nice to meet you, too.” Philip had a nice enough smile, and Hailey didn’t mind that his gaze lingered on her tits, either.

Victoria herded them both toward the kitchen, poured them all a glass of wine, and settled down to tell Hailey all about her time at the spa. Hailey was more interested in Philip’s muscles, rippling under his tight shirt, and the package that his grey sweatpants didn’t hide very well. He only had to shift once in his seat for Hailey to see exactly why his mother liked him so much. She nodded along at all the right moments as her mother ...