This is my story as I told it to the writer. There is a little bit of everything in it, including MFM, FMF, ANAL, WATER SPORTS, Group and FF.
Please, if any of these offend you, do not read it and give it a bad review.
All characters are over 18. All characters are disease free and the story takes place prior to Covid -19.
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My name is Marjorie but everyone calls me Marge. I am in my early 40's and single.
My life has always centered on being the best, as it was drilled into me by my parents who meant well.
From the time I started school to a year ago, I always had to be the best. In school I had straight A's. In college I made the Dean's list and when I went to work, I surpassed all my associates in moving up the ladder.
I never made time for relationships or made many friends. I dated a few times but I was always too busy. I did have a good friend in a co-worker, Gloria. She was married and often invited me to their house but I often declined as I saw myself as a third wheel and didn't feel comfortable.
One night, when I was working late in my apartment, I had chest pains & drove myself to the hospital. After several hours and many tests, they said I didn't have a heart attack and it was nerves and stress. They suggested that I see my doctor as soon as possible.
The next day I made an appointment with my doctor.
My doctor took a ton of tests and after a few days, I returned for my follow-up consult. He told me several things that opened my eyes.
He told me:
Marge, you have to lose at least 20 pounds, you are borderline diabetic, reduce your workload and stress, go to a gym, eat healthy and take a sabbatical and, If you don't mind me saying, start enjoying life...there is more to life than work.
After a lengthy discussion, I told him he was right and I would follow his advice. The next day at work, I told my boss I needed to take a one year sabbatical. He said he would give it to me and that he would pay me for the time off, which was welcomed.
That weekend I put things in motion. I joined a health club, got rid of all my junk food, joined a gym and got a personal trainer to help me.
Over the next month I started seeing and feeling the improvements in myself. I lost 15 pounds, was eating healthier, dropped a few clothe sizes, and was no longer looking like a frump. I actually had a shape.
Within three months, I dropped 30 pounds and was now 120. My body didn't look like a blob anymore and I felt great. I actually had a defined figure. I bought a whole new wardrobe and felt great about myself. I even dyed my hair blonde, got contacts and, I must say, looked terrific. On a whim, I went and had my pussy hair removed and, if I say so myself, it looked rather appealing. It was then that I decided to make up for lost time.
When I went to my doctor for my visit, he was astonished at my transformation. He congratulated me and told me to keep up the good work.
I finally decided to call Gloria and asked her to meet me for lunch. When she got to the restaurant, she didn't even recognize me. I had to convince her it was me.
Over lunch, we talked about a lot of things and she asked if I was dating now. I said to her, "Gloria, that is one area where I need your help. Will you?"
She looked at me and replied, "Marge, you're gorgeous. You should have no trouble getting dates. But, if you want my help, you got it."
Before we left the restaurant, Gloria said she would call me soon.
A couple of days later, the phone rang at 8:00 a.m. as I was on my way to take my shower. I answered the phone and it was Gloria. I asked why she was calling me so early. Then she said, "What are you doing right now?"
I said, "I am on my way to take my shower. Why?"
She replied, "Perfect. I am having a pool party & bbq this Saturday and you are invited."
I said, "And you called me this early in the morning to tell me?"
She answered, "Yes. You see it's a 'come as you are' party, so you have to come in whatever you are wearing now."
I replied, "Gloria, I am naked under the towel. I can't go like that."
She said, "Honey, I caught one guy naked and a girl naked and they are coming like that. You have to come in your towel."
I replied, "Gloria, I'll speak to you later about this. You're crazy."
I then went and took my shower. As I showered, my mind did some racing and my body tingled thinking of the possibilities at the party. I then decided to go.
Later that day, I called Gloria and told her I would go to the party in my towel. We laughed and she promised me a good time.
Saturday arrived and it was a beautiful day, sunny and warm. I didn't have to be at Gloria's until 2:00 p.m. so I had time to shower, put my makeup on and get my wardrobe for the party ready.
It was almost 1:00 p.m. and I was pretty well set. I packed a small bag with clothes that I would leave in my car as a necessity.
As I was just about ready, I could feel my nipples getting hard already. I put my large white towel on and snapped it securely for the drive over to Gloria's.
By the time I got there, several guests were already there in various stages of dress and undress. Gloria introduced me to the guests and I found a lounge near the pool where I could be inconspicuous as possible.
As I sat there, one guy came out wearing his jockey shorts and I smiled to myself. He saw me and walked over and introduced himself as Rick. I asked him to join me as he sat down.
He said, "I like your outfit. I bet you were either going to shower or just came out of one."
I said, "I was just going in."
I asked him about his outfit and he said, "I was just about to remove them to go to sleep when Gloria called. A few minutes later, it would have been a lot different."
We laughed and talked about the goings on.
One woman came out naked as did a guy. We laughed and watched them closely. They sure as hell didn't mind showing what they had.
Rick and I chatted most of the time and after awhile, I could see Rick's friend was stirring. I laughed and when he asked why I was laughing, I just said, "Your friend looks like he wants to join the party." He looked down, turned red and stammered an apology and covered up.
I told him it was alright and he didn't have to apologize or be embarrassed. He smiled and thanked me.
After we ate some delicious food, Rick said, "Gloria was right about you."