Ever wondered what would happen if you just let go? I mean really let go! Who gives a fuck what the world thinks. Be yourself not who or what they want you to be. I want to let go, I want to fly free and be myself and I want to be able to full fill my own fantasy and my boyfriend. I want to whiter and gasp and beg him to never stop. Leave claw marks on his back, have sex when ever not just before we crawl in to bed. So I decided that I would, but it is a long journey to get to that point.
My name is Lena I am 26 and madly in love with the most wonderful guy. Matt is 28 and works for the same advertising company as me in Pittsburgh. Our jobs are actually the reason we met. And that was two years ago. So let me bring you up to speed on what has been happening...
2 years before
I am not much to look at, at 5'2" I have blue eyes and auburn hair. I am passive, shy and try very hard not to attract attention to myself and I have done a very good job of it so far. That was until I met Matt. Or maybe I should say until I laid eyes on him. He (besides being male ) is the total opposite of me. He is social, can talk to anyone with out hesitation of what to say, so confident, powerful. He is a Adonis...standing probably about 6' with piercing gray eyes, when he speaks he has a deep sexy voice and with just a hint of a southern accent. Oh yea he was definitely fuckable! Not that he would ever notice me. But maybe if I want it enough I can change that.
So I went shopping bought all the new clothes that I could afford. The newest fashions, skirts that left little to the imagination, blouses that you didn't even have to use your imagination to try to figure out what is under it. I already had nice legs but I fell in love with a pair of heels that I just had to have. I ran over to the salon and had my hair colored and cut. My new style shaped my face perfectly and the color made my green eyes brilliant. As I walked towards the mall exit I could feel the eyes on my body, checking me out. Searching me from head to toe. It got me really excited and I decided that I needed to go to Victoria Secrets to buy all new underwear and bras. And boy did I ever.
The sales associate that noticed me first was a petite girl maybe 20 years old. She looked like a model straight off the runway. She was definitely going to help me find what I needed!
"Can I help you?" her voice was pure east coast money. Wondered what she was doing working here.
"Yes you can, I am looking to replace all of my lingerie with something new and sexy. I thought that this might be just the right place to come to do so." I knew that if I laid it on thick she would be so easy to use for what I wanted.
"Well lets get you to a dressing room and I will bring you the latest styles in your sizes." She walked away as I began to strip down.
"Here you go, lets see how these fit you."