Backwood Passions:
Forbidden Pleasures
I have always prided myself on what most other's would call a "faulty moral code." Sure, I am a partier and a philanderer. I love to drink, smoke, get drunk and have sex with hot looking females, but I have always prided myself in that I would never cross a certain line: I would never have sex with a married woman. I would fornicate(defined as sex between two unmarried persons) all day long, but when it came to adultery, that was a no-no in my book.
You may be saying to yourself "Well if you are going to do all that, why stop at married women?" Well I guess it was my upbringing. I was raised a strict catholic and adultery was frowned on . Even though I strayed from my religious upbringing, I still held on to that part, at least until I met Angelique.
What made me change my mind and deviate form my "moral code", well if you had met Angelique, you would see why. She was one hot MILF, a sexy little minx that stole my heart and rocked my world.
Angelique was a sexy, curvaceous sensual 36 year old woman with frizzy(poodle perm style) honey golden blonde hair that came down to her shoulders.
She stood 5'6" tall, weighed 125 pounds, measured 36DD-24-34 with ruby red lips, long slender well toned dancer's legs and crystal ice blue eyes that would captivate a man's soul and hold it hostage. Picture on older Carrie Underwood with big boobs and you would have Angelique.
Angelique 's outer beauty was what got my attention but her charm, wit and carnal, sensual, worldly ways along with her vibrant, loving outgoing personality was what kept me hooked.
She had a vivacious, bubbly charismatic personality that you couldn't help from wanting to be around. She never met a stranger and she was like an opiate drug; once you had partaken of her, you were hooked and couldn't help but want more.
Anyhow, I met Angelique during the summer of 1999. I was down in Northern Louisiana about an hour north of New Orleans in a small parish. My bud and I had gone to a river party that folks down there put on every year. During the day, there was fishing, swimming and tubing down the river and at night was when the real fun began.
When night fell, there was a crawfish and crab boil, cook out with sausages, hotdogs and burgers and a live band with plenty of music and dancing. Also, what party would be without the liquid refreshments. There was beer galore in kegs which flowed freely as the river. However it was mostly Bud and Bud light, but since I liked imports, I took down Fosters and Heineken.
There was also harder liquors such as vodka, whiskey, and rum which a lot of people brought down and since it was in the woods on private property there was some moonshine and an occasional joint or two(hundred) around.
Being on private property meant anything could happen and it did. Kids were absolutely not allowed so needless to say the party boarded on the "hard" R to X-rated side.
Since I loved to party, I was totally in my element and I had no problem making friends and getting laid with some of the college girls who were down there, but then I met Angelique.
It was the second day and I was standing around drinking a beer with my friends talking about who knows what. We had just finished lunch after a morning of fishing swimming and tubing that began at 5:30.
She was there with a girl friend of hers. Our eyes met and it was magic, I was under her spell. The attraction was instant and mutual and from that time on, I only had eyes for her.
Angelique was dressed very much on the provocative side like a naughty little school girl, complete with the school girl uniform look. She had on a white button down shirt tied at the midriff and the buttons were open so that anyone with a set of working eyeballs could not help but notice her cleavage and her boobs were practically spilling out of her shirt.
She was also wearing a short red and black plaid skirt that barely covered her white cotton panties she had on underneath, white knee high socks and black saddle shoes.
I nearly creamed in my pants when I saw her but managed to keep my composure. I excused myself and started to walk over to introduce myself to her when she sauntered up to me and put out her hand and said "Hey handsome, my name is Angelique, what is yours?"
She had a sweet melodious voice, that of an angel, and spoke in a slight accent like she had family that were of European origin.
"My name is Dave," I replied and shook her hand. There was a spark as we touched and both of us felt it. Her hand was as soft as the finest silk and the perfume she was wearing was hypnotic and cast a spell on me.
"Enchante~" Angelique said in a sweet voice and smile
Knowing French myself both from having taking it for 8 years(four in high school and four college) and having relatives that spoke it , mainly my father since he was in International trade, I replied back in French telling her that it was an honor to meet her well.
Her face lit up and she began talking quickly and fluently in French to which I responded and we conversed for a minute or two expressing pleasantries then we both laughed and went back to English.
Angelique then put her arm under mine and said "Lets go over here and get better acquainted."
I walked with her over to the river bank about 300 yards away from where I was standing and there was no one else around and we sat on the bank and talked.
As we were walking, Angelique would go on to tell me that she was born in Martinique, in the West Indies (Caribbean) and that she moved to Brazil at age nine. She later immigrated to the US with her parents when she was 16 and on her 21st birthday she became a naturalized citizen.
When we arrived at the river bank, we slid down the side of the bank on our butts and laid near the water. Angelique would reach into her top pull out a small baggie that was tied in a rubber band and pulled out a joint and lit it
"Want a puff," she said with a grin offering it to me.
"What the hell," I thought to myself and replied "sure," and took a couple of long puffs then handed it back to her
We sat on the bank and smoked a couple of joints(three to be exact) and soon we had a good buzz going. Angelique would then do something that took me by surprise she removed her clothes and laid on the river bank naked.
