Dianna’s Awakening Chapter One - Sex Stories

Dianna’s Awakening Chapter One

... 1:00," he said.

"Oh, so if we meet, it would be in the morning?" I asked.

"You should have said when we meet, and no, I go back to regular hours starting tomorrow," He answered, relieving my fears that I'd have to get up with Paul to prepare to meet him.

"What kind of work do you do?" I asked.

"I'm a producer for a local television station; for the last two weeks, I've been filling in for the guy who produces the evening news while he's on vacation," he explained.

"Producing a television show must be exciting work," I mentioned.

"Sometimes it can be rather mundane," Jerry offered, wanting to talk about us instead of his work.

I decided to cut to the chase and asked, "So when do you think we should meet?"

"I was thinking tomorrow evening," he answered.

"I'd like that," I replied.

"Do you know the Irish pub O'Neil's on Main Street," Jerry asked.

"I've seen the sign but have never been inside," I replied.

"It's nothing special, hardly ever crowded on Wednesday, but we'll be able to have a drink and get to know each other," he said.

"I'm certain it'll be special to me after tomorrow night," I replied.

"Perhaps," he answered.

"Do you have any questions for me," I asked.

"About a hundred or so, but I'll save those for tomorrow night," he said.

"Okay," I answered.

"I will tell you this, Dianna; I don't normally see married women unless their husbands are involved, and you're the first that I've agreed to meet without having seen ...

... at least a face picture," he commented.

"Why is that?" I asked.

"Your profile intrigued me, but the husband part gives me some cause for concern," Jerry admitted.

"I'll explain that better tomorrow night," I answered.

"Yes, you will," He said, telling me that I'd need to convince him that Paul was okay with me seeing other men.

"I enjoyed your photos," I mentioned.

"Why, thank you," he replied.

"It's a beautiful cock," I boldly said.

Jerry giggled than said, "I don't believe anyone has ever told me it's beautiful before."

"Well, I think it is, and honestly, I can't wait to feel it in my mouth," I said, continuing with my bold thoughts.

"Whoa there, Dianna; let's not put the cart before the horse. We are meeting to see if we'd like to move forward," Jerry said.

I instantly felt like such a heel, "I'm sorry, I should have waited until after we've met to talk about such things," I apologized.

"No need to apologize; we'll have lots to talk about tomorrow evening," Jerry said.

"I can hardly wait," I replied.

"Me too, so let's say goodbye and continue our conversation face-to-face," he suggested.

"Okay, Jerry, I'll see you then," I said just before disconnecting our call.

I was sitting in the kitchen when Paul arrived home from work. "How was your day?" he asked.

I glanced at him, smiled, and said, "I got two more inquiries today."

"I guess that's a good thing," he replied.

"I guess so, but I've already declined one of them ...