Dee's Naughty Descent: Chapter 03 - Sex Stories

Dee's Naughty Descent: Chapter 03

A new beginning Some months later … Dee put the blunt to her full, red lips. She put the light to the tip and took in a deep draw. As the intoxicating smoke filled her lungs, she thought about her new life. Just a few months ago she was a teacher of rowdy, mindless fifth graders and a dutiful wife. Her life was routine. She was miserable. She had kept herself pure by all standards. She certainly did not smoke. Now, that life was behind her. She met Vic, a man in his early thirties. He taught her to discover her natural sensual nature. The 34-year-old blue-eyed blonde stood five-foot-two-inches tall. Her full, thick hair cascaded down to the middle of her back. Her skin was smooth, flawless, and almost alabaster white. She measured 34DD and weighed 110. She worked out hard to be fit and get her weight under that of her best friend, Lisa, who weighed 115. Dee's thighs were slimmer than Lisa's and her calves had an athletic shape. They were shapelier than the famed New York calf. Her thighs were thin and slender. The inside of her thighs were warm and felt silky smooth as they wrapped around her lovers. After what seemed to her to be a lifetime of near celibacy, Dee quickly became experienced in the sensual pleasures of love and men, especially black men. She thought back on the sensual weeks with Vic and her awakening. Vic had encouraged her to get a tribal weave on her lower back and two barbell studs in her ample nipples. She got her 34B's enhanced to 34DD. She agonized over ...

... what to tell her husband, Pat. He solved the problem by announcing that he wanted a divorce. She never wanted to harm Pat. In fact, he never learned of her transgressions with multiple men. It was simply time for the two of them to move on. The children went when with Pat. That was the hard part. Dee took the last draw from her blunt and snuffed it out. She looked around Vic's expansive loft apartment. He was a filmmaker and used the apartment both as a home and a studio. Dee lived with Vic now. She was in love with Vic and considered herself Vic's woman. She was his possession. Dee put on her skimpy workout suit and jumped on the treadmill. An hour later she had finished several gym workouts and was sweating. She took a shower and dried her hair. Dee regretted that Vic was busier now. He was out of town. He was working on a motion picture. Not all the details were ironed out, but he told Dee it would be big. Dee needed a man to fill in when Vic was not around. That man may be Roland, she thought. She had given Ro, as she called him, her cell number under the stands. He called. They chatted a long time. They met three times in bars. Tonight, she was going to meet him for a date for the first time. Dee put on a hot pink thong. She put dark red rouge around her areolas to accent them through her black semi-transparent camisole top. She had gold barbell studs in her nipples with a gold chain dangling between them. Her areolas, barbells, and chain looked sexy through her camisole ...