1. Confessions of a Nymphomaniac - Chapter One


    Date: 8/3/2016, Categories: Novels, Author: sultry_eyes88, Rating: 17, Source: LushStories

    a class?” “You can say that,” I smile. “That’s awesome; I teach an English night course.” I smile and nod, as the awkward silence causes me to shift my weight. “I’m sorry, I’m Daniel,” he says as he holds his hand out. Taking it I give him a firm shake, noticing the softness of his hands. Not like the men from my home town, that’s for sure. “Amelia, but I prefer Mia.” “Well Mia, it was nice to meet you. I’m sorry I scared you,” he says as he steps back toward the community center. “I’ll see you around?” “It was nice meeting you too, Daniel.” “I prefer Danny,” he grins. “I’ll see you around, Danny.” With that we part ways and I check my watch. Hmm, it’s eight forty-five. I’d better hurry home and get ready. I close the door behind me, and lock myself into my small apartment. I toss the keys into the glass plate by the door, along with my cell phone. I kick off my favorite pair of black and white converse and pad across the old wood floor to the kitchen. Stopping in front of the fridge, I bend down and peer inside, looking for something quick and easy to eat before I head out with Erica. I find left over Chinese take-out and begin eating without bothering to re-heat. I pull a glass from the cabinet and pour myself some of my favorite red wine. I flop onto the couch and pick up an old issue of Cosmo. Absentmindedly, I flip through the water-stained pages as I eat my cold dinner. My mind keeps wandering back to Danny, the kind stranger. He was a good-looking man, hot even. I ...
    remember his breath-taking, incredibly green eyes, and his chiseled features. Feeling the warmth of my arousal spread, I shake my head and laugh inwardly; of course my mind would go there. I could sit here and fantasize about what I could do to him all night, but I have to get ready. The shower is nice and hot. I stand beneath the cascading water, letting the hot water wash away the remnants of an exhausting day. I lather up my favorite body wash into my loofa and glide it against my porcelain skin, taking in the luxurious lavender scent. The water starts to cool, and I realize that I have been in the shower for a long time. I quickly shave my legs and wash my hair before I start to freeze. I step out of the shower and dry off, wrapping the towel around my head into a nice turban. My closet is enormous; I converted the second bedroom into the ultimate closet. I smile as I enter and saunter over to my selection of dresses, and I pull out my favorite slinky black Gucci dress. It’s short, backless and hugs the curves that I love so much. I quickly pick out matching heals and a clutch before tossing my selections onto my bed. Picking up my small glass bong, I fill the bowl-piece with the last of my ‘ trainwreck’ bud; I light the bowl and inhale deeply. Quickly, I clear the bong; letting the smoke fill my lungs. I exhale and hit ‘play’ on my iPod and I am soon enveloped in a warm cocoon of music and song that penetrates my soul as I continue to get ready. We get to the club around ...
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