From Innocent Young Bride to Kinky Ravenous Slut in only Nine Months
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Part of a multi-part story of how a wife in just nine months comes out of her cocoon to be become a sexual dynamo.
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Part II - Sheila Begins her Journey - Month 1 - 1
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Weekend
A Sign of What was to Come
The Meeting
Sheila got us both a big glass of wine and began from the beginning, nearly a full year ago. For almost a week after she dropped me at JFK, she had been settling into our new place, getting our few possessions arranged in our condo. It was now the first Friday since I was gone. She was still trying to figure out how to meet people, get a job, and earn enough to ensure we could save as much of my pay as possible. I was not surprised when she told me she had really started to stress out and I hadn't been gone a week. She told me that New York felt so alien, so not like the south and she was thinking she was going to hate the next nine months. Everything was faster and louder than back home. She was afraid people would make fun of her accent or that she would match up to all these big city girls, who looked so polished and on the go.
Sheila was surprised when the doorbell rang early that afternoon, she really hadn't met anyone, and was immediately worried about home invasions and being killed her first week in New York. She snuck up to the door and looked through the peep hole. She had to laugh; it was only a UPS driver with a large package. She opened the door and found out, no big surprise, it wasn't for her but it was for the next-door condo, he needed a signature. The box was from overseas and not very heavy, but obviously valuable, as it had to be signed for. Not wanting to be unfriendly she signed it and put it by the front door. Next door was quiet all day long, she assumed whoever lived there worked during the day.
That evening, after a trip to the gym, using her free trial membership, and showering up Sheila saw the lights on next door. She decided to take care of the UPS issue, and so went over to knock and deliver the package. A woman, a little older than Sheila, maybe in her early 30s answered the door, stepping out into the entryway. Sheila was speechless. She dropped the package and bent to pick it up. This woman was so different, so wild...and wasn't embarrassed or ashamed. They never wore this kind of clothing and in fact had probably had never even seen such items down south where she grew up.
The woman was striking, no matter what she wore, with long legs, and great curves. She had long tumbling blond hair and a heavily made up face, even though the sun had not gone down yet! She had on some kind of amazing very short dress, made of rubber, it was technically latex Sheila very quickly found out.
The dress was a shiny black had long sleeves but wasn't properly ladylike at all, being skin tight and ending so close to her crotch that as Sheila looked up, she could see a tiny pair of rubber panties that clearly showed the blondes' lower lips, and no hair around the thong at all. Garters extended below the dress to smoky grey latex stockings and the outfit ended with a pair of sky-high heels, at least 6" tall. This woman looked like she was a sex ad, but clearly had no issues strutting around in this amazing outfit Sheila thought. The blond was making it worse. She had reached behind her to hold onto the half wall by the entry, clearly showing off as the pose pushed out her large chest and showed off every curve, smiling down at little Sheila at her feet.
The blonde exotic creature smiled wider and reached down to pull little Sheila upright. She ignored Sheila's gaping mouth and said that she had just gotten home from work, running their clothing store, and hadn't had time to change. She told Sheila she really appreciated keeping the package safe for her, that it probably had some new stock they had been waiting for. Sheila told me that her only thought was what kind of store would this be, and how was it acceptable to flaunt your body this way, looking like some porn star or hooker.
But she admitted her pussy started to moisten by the sheer wild sexiness of her neighbor. The woman, she introduced herself as Anna, apologized and invited Sheila in to look around and have a welcome to the neighborhood Friday evening glass of wine. Though this was a very odd encounter, it was the first neighbor Sheila had met, and beyond the heels and fetish dress, Anna seemed very nice.
Sheila missed the appraising look from Anna and followed her in. Anna had been looking Sheila up and down, and in a mirror had noticed that she was literally licking her lips as she scanned the slim brunette. Sheila accepted a glass of cold white wine, but never saw that her glass of white wine had a little something extra dissolved in it. Instead she told me she was too stunned by how comfortable the Anna was walking in the heels and looking like any man's wet dream. Even for New York this woman was pushing the limit of what you could wear Sheila told me she had been thinking. She also admitted that she felt a little bit of envy at the sexy blonde's appearance and attitude.
With the heels and the dress every step made Anna's hips swing in an alluring fashion. Sheila told me she realized Anna didn't walk as much as strut in her sky-high heels. And the sounds the heels made on the wood floor, with the odd sound of the latex dress as Anna moved around, was even more distracting. But Anna was super friendly and they had two glasses, soon talking like old friends. Sheila realized how long it had been since she had a neighborly chat. Sheila was not sure why, maybe the wine, but she told me she was feeling really warm and wishing I was home to take care of her needs.
