Dianna’s Awakening Chapter One - Sex Stories

Dianna’s Awakening Chapter One

... from another black guy who is looking for a white woman for anal sex," I explained.

"What about the first three; did you reply to them?" he asked.

I smiled and said, "I did, and I've already heard back from J."

"Cool," he replied.

"He gave me his cell phone number and asked me to call him." I continued.

Paul grinned and asked, "Did you call him?"

"I did, and we talked for a while," I said.

"And were you impressed?" he asked.

"I was; he has a pleasant demeanor and a very sexy voice.

"Did he ask you to meet him?" Paul asked.

I smiled and said, "Yes, he did."

"And?" he asked, already knowing the answer.

"J suggested that we meet at O'Neil's Pub tomorrow night at about 7:00 he'd like to have a few drinks, give us time to get to know each other, and decide then if we should move on," I said.

"Did you agree to meet him?" he asked.

"I did, and I've been nervous ever since," I admitted.

"Nervous; why would you be nervous," Paul asked.

"Well, I haven't shared a photo of myself with him, and I'm nervous that he will find me unattractive," I admitted, "Besides, it has been forever since I met a man for the first time," I added.

"I'm sure that would cause some butterflies; I suggest you be yourself. I'm certain J will be impressed with your personality," Paul said.

"What worries me ...

... most is that he would decide he wants to move forward, but I might not." I paused momentarily, then asked, "Would you go with me, Paul?"

"Absolutely not, I want no part of your new lifestyle; what made you think that I'd help you start an extramarital affair," Paul instantly replied.

"I was just hoping that you could go ahead of me and sit off to the side so that if things don't go well, you could rescue me," I said.

"No way, Hun, you're on your own with this one," he replied.

I was a little disappointed that he wouldn't do this, but permitting me to pursue an affair isn't the same as actually helping me find a new lover. I sipped my drink and said, "I didn't make anything for dinner tonight."

"No problem I'll microwave a bowl of that delicious stew you made yesterday," he said.

"I'm not hungry, so if you don't mind, I will go upstairs. If you'd like to see the new inquiries, I got stop up after you've eaten," I said.

"I'm good; if you've seen one big cock, you've seen them all," he said as I turned and headed off to my office.

A few hours later, I went downstairs for a drink of ice water and found Paul sleeping on the couch. Usually, I'd wake him and tell him to go to bed, but tonight I decided to let him sleep there. I went to bed a little while later, not caring if Paul finally came to bed or not.