My name is Amritha.
I had an incredible experience last summer. It was incredible because it was something that could never happen to me. Yet it did! Its true!! It has been on my mind constantly. There is no one I can tell - not my best friend, not my sister and certainly not my husband. I hope that my telling it here, I can come to terms with it and find a solution.
First I will tell a little about me. I am 24 years old. In all honesty I am an extremely attractive female. My height is 5' 9"; my weight varies between 123-125 lb. and my measurements are approximately 36C - 24 - 35. I am very athletic and work out on a regular basis. My overall look is sophisticated, classy and sensuous. But my best features are my long, curly red hair, my full sensual lips and my very long, shapely legs.
It is very normal for men to "fall all over" me. They are constantly hitting on me, flattering me, and in general doing anything they can to please me. I am not a conceited person but do get off on all the attention that I receive. It is a great sense of power to know that I could literally have anyone I want whenever I want. I always control the situation and it is a great feeling. I never actually do anything. I guess I am sort of a tease.
I have been married for two years. My husband travels extensively, so we have agreed that is OK for me to have fun at nights with my friends. He knows that I am pretty conservative sexually and would never cheat on him. The truth is that I have only had intercourse with three men in my whole life and have been completely faithful since we first started dating.
One evening, while my husband was gone, I went to an upscale restaurant/bar with my best friend Christie. I wore a short, flippy rayon dress. Underneath all I had on was a black thong. Dressing sexy was something that I always did. I liked the attention. It was a Thursday night and the place was very busy. We sat at a table in the bar area and spent several hours drinking and talking. It was around 11:00 and the placed had really emptied out. There was a table of four guys sitting about 20 feet across the room from us. They were staring at us and appeared to be talking about the two of us.
Finally I excused myself to go to the ladies room. As I neared their table, all eyes were on me. My breasts jiggled as I walked and I could see them undressing me with their eyes. As I passed their table I could almost feel the heat of their lust.
I returned to the table. We had one more drink and decided that it was time to leave. The place was now empty except for our two tables, the manager and the bartender. We passed by their table and the stares were getting more intense. I was relieved when Christie and I got outside. It was then that I noticed that I had left my cell phone on the table. Christie had to work early the next day, so I told her just to go on home.
I returned to the bar and the four guys were still there. Again as I passed their table they continued to stare at me and make crude comments to each other. I was beginning to feel very uncomfortable. But the strangest thing happened, I was starting to get turned on by the effect that I was having on them. I must have had way too much to drink! I was dizzy and very light-headed and could not really collect my thoughts or control my reactions.
The phone was still at the table. I picked it up and turned to walk out. As I walked, my head was down, since I did not wish to make eye contact. All of a sudden I was startled by a loud voice. HEY YOU! I turned to the voice and heard YES, YOU! I said nothing. I froze. COME OVER HERE! For some reason that I don't understand, I did as he said. My legs just carried me in their direction. As I neared the table, I could see their faces were hot with excitement.
*Why was I doing this?* When I got a couple of steps from him I stopped. What is you name he said? Amritha I replied. Amritha, what do you have on underneath that dress he asked. Nothing but a thong, I blurted out. * My God, what did I just say? Why did I do that? Was I trying to turn them on?* *Why is my body starting to tingle?*
Come closer he commanded and again I followed his instruction. *What am I doing?* I watched as his hand reached up and grabbed the side tie to my dress. I stood there motionless. With one quick yank, my dress fell open. My breasts were now partially visible, as was the front of my thong. *Run I thought. Get out now!* But I did not move.