The Girlfriend Experience Ch. 38 - Sex Stories

The Girlfriend Experience Ch. 38

... kamoly, all this vulnerability Donald had witnessed in Lindsay made her even more beautiful to him. She wasn’t just the independent, put-together, cheerful, healthy, and wrinkle-free young woman he’d spent his life fantasizing about.Yoga princess, they called her in school;always wearing sleek pants.

All her imperfections make her even more perfect in my eyes.

“Time to get wet!” Lindsay chuckled, peering over her shoulder at Donald as he relaxed ten feet away in a folding chair. She shucked in a breath and launched under the water, easily, and popped out on the opposite side wet, glistening, and with a massive smile across her face. “The water feels great!”

“Awesome,” Donald said, keeping an eye trained on the older gentleman to the left who made no bones about his infatuation with Lindsay, a lecherous gaze fixated on her. Donald wasn’t jealous this time either.

No, I’mangry because every guy, it seems, looks at her as if she’s nothing but an object.

They were at Sunseeker Resort, a Spanish-style boutique hotel with a classic vibe and home to Harvest Wine Bar and Restaurant, famous for its Rat-Pack and Hollywood clientele in the 1950s.We had dinner there after returning from our afternoon out. The hotel offered spacious rooms and an acclaimed rooftop terrace with panoramic views of the Palm Springs skyline, the aerial tramway, Mount San Jacinto, and Tahquitz Canyon.

Although Lindsay had aspirations of exploring Tahquitz Canyon today, particularly its rock ...

... art, ancient irrigation systems, and its sixty-foot waterfall, that was out of the question.There’s no way I could’ve hiked two miles up and down a steep incline with the way my knee feels. Donald offered Lindsay a raincheck, though, promising they’d spend time at the picturesque ravine next time she was in town.Looks like I need to start listening to the doctors and going to rehab. I must get my knee right.

I promised Lindsay I’ll take better care of myself.

He’d put enough stress on his knee already today, but Lindsay insisted they stop at a men’s clothing store and do some shopping before returning to the hotel.She spent eight hundred dollars on me! Lindsay told Donald that it was time he up his wardrobe, so she purchased two Henley tees, two button-down shirts, four pairs of chino shorts, several pairs of no-show socks, and low-top white sneakers for him.Why is she spending all her hard-earned money on me? Transitioning away from the old T–shirts and battered jeans –and especially the pocket protectors – would make him feel better about himself, Lindsay claimed, and boost his self-confidence. She even took him to a salon, where his wild mass of red hair was chopped off and styled with a cool, windswept feathering.

She did all that … for me.

Having this girl as a daily fixture in his life seemed almost too amazing to dare think about.

In the pool, she swam back toward him. “I’ve never seen you look any better than you do right now, Donnie.” With a giggle, ...