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Ok, so now that my life is starting to get back in order, I can finally update. I got dumped a little over a month ago, and holy shit, did it ever HURT. I had no idea he was feeling the way he did...he just kept saying shit like "I love you, but I can't committ to you and I know that's not fair". WTF?! I never asked for a fucking committment! *grumble* Anyway, so once I finally got over that I did what any girl would do in my position - I went on a sex bender.
It started with Deryck. I met him at a club I used to frequent when I was 19, and every now and again we would bump into each other at various places. One night, I saw him at this bar and we started talking, then finally I just came right out and told him I wanted to get laid and would he be interested? Of course, he wasn't about to say no, so we got in a cab and went to my place. He fucked me almost raw that night, and it was worth it. I've been with him a few more times since then, nothing more than a typical booty call.
Then there was Melissa. Holy hell, that girl has a tongue that I have dreamed about feeling on my cunt for a long time...she worked my clit like a porn star. I never came as many times in one night as I did with her!! We're not seeing each other anymore, but that memory is still fresh in my mind.
Now I have Shawn, a former football player and not at all my type, but he's fucking amazing in bed. I figure as long as he has a good cock and can make me cum, that's all that matters for now. I am so goddamned horny today (it's raining, and that always makes me hot) and he's not in town. He'll be back tomorrow night, but by then the mood will have passed. In fact, I spent the last 3 hours fucking myself in my bed...my poor clit is almost numb from my vibrator!
Aside from all that, work is good. I got a raise and a completely new staff, one that actually works and respects me as their boss. One of them is super cute with the nicest tits I've ever seen in a tank top, but I wouldn't dare cross that line.
It started with Deryck. I met him at a club I used to frequent when I was 19, and every now and again we would bump into each other at various places. One night, I saw him at this bar and we started talking, then finally I just came right out and told him I wanted to get laid and would he be interested? Of course, he wasn't about to say no, so we got in a cab and went to my place. He fucked me almost raw that night, and it was worth it. I've been with him a few more times since then, nothing more than a typical booty call.
Then there was Melissa. Holy hell, that girl has a tongue that I have dreamed about feeling on my cunt for a long time...she worked my clit like a porn star. I never came as many times in one night as I did with her!! We're not seeing each other anymore, but that memory is still fresh in my mind.
Now I have Shawn, a former football player and not at all my type, but he's fucking amazing in bed. I figure as long as he has a good cock and can make me cum, that's all that matters for now. I am so goddamned horny today (it's raining, and that always makes me hot) and he's not in town. He'll be back tomorrow night, but by then the mood will have passed. In fact, I spent the last 3 hours fucking myself in my bed...my poor clit is almost numb from my vibrator!
Aside from all that, work is good. I got a raise and a completely new staff, one that actually works and respects me as their boss. One of them is super cute with the nicest tits I've ever seen in a tank top, but I wouldn't dare cross that line.