Just Sex Please: Part I - Just...
At 44, soon-to-be-divorced Marla hadn't had an orgasm in years. Her philandering husband had killed any sex drive she had years ago. And when she did fulfill her 'wifely duties' with him, it was for his pleasure only. She rarely, if ever, got anything out of it.
Feeling slightly overweight, downright unattractive and depressed, Marla knew that if the second half of her life was going to be better than the first, she had to take control.
She knew as surely as she knew her own name that if she didn't change some things -- quickly -- she'd lose herself, and possibly never recover.
She was too young to disappear into "old-dom," eg, gardening and a house full of cats, as her best friend Gloria put it. But, she felt too old to date casually. She certainly couldn't engage in unattached sex. It was just too … unseemly.
Thanks to advice from her wild-child of a friend though, she was fully back in the sex saddle -- and happier than she'd ever been. But even her free-thinking, shock-proof friend would be surprised at just how she'd broken her man-given orgasm drought.
Marla opened the door to the darkened hotel room. She could barely see her hand in front of her face the room was so dimly lit. But what she could see was the large figure on the bed -- all 6'3" inches of him, as she'd later learn.
"Just sex please," she said as she entered the room.
"That's what I'm here for," the figure said, saying the second part of the pre-established code she'd worked out with the agency that had sent this virile creature.
This is crazy! the rational part of her brain screamed. She … mousy Marla, in a room -- that she paid for! -- with a stranger, just for sex.
"Your wish is my command," he said, his deep voice making her vagina walls contract in anticipation of what was to come as he sensed her trepidation.
Her juices began to flow and Marla knew immediately that she'd made the right move. She closed the door firmly behind her. The figure in the bed got up and crossed to her …
He wasn't wasting any time, she thought. And that's just the way she wanted it.