STORY: #NSFW – Finding Herself [$uper Er0tic]

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Rolake Grillo sat at the neatly laid table at the back of the restaurant feeling worried, yet with some excitement. Why mixed emotions? Partly because she had never done anything like this before. Thirty-four years old, newly divorced, and here she was waiting to meet a man she did not know, blind dates were not her thing but she had set it up herself. She had to be bold.

Her simple black cocktail dress with two narrow straps that left her deep brown shoulders bare was worn with seduction in mind. The waiter’s eyes had bulged as he’d stared at her cleavage, which was deliberately revealing. But acting like this was all so new, so out of character. She still doubted whether she could go through with it.

A nervous second sip of the dry white wine as she allowed her mind to play over the circumstances which had led her here.

Tayo’s parting words as he’d walked out on her, they had been the catalyst.

“Goodbye, you frigid bitch.”

He had said it before, but as a parting shot it had really struck home. Was he justified? It wasn’t just because she had refused anal sex, was it? Or because she had always ducked out of giving him a full blow-job?

Truth was she had always been left with a sense of disappointment as his hard, little cock went limp inside her. Listening to her closest friend Ella, talking enthusiastically about,“the wild night Osagie and I had last night,” or “he gave me one of my best orgasms ever,” such moments had left Rolake, nodding her head, as though she understood. But she had no real comprehension of the experiences that Ella so joyfully outlined.

Seeing women on screen in the throes of a passionate encounter, she knew that those squeals of wild delight had never been her experience. She was sure that Tayo was screwing around, because his demands on her body grew limited, and she really didn’t care. When he did walk out, there was a sense of release, with only that damning word ‘frigid’ hanging over her head.

Ella couldn’t believe it when Rolake told her, and Ella’s suggestion of a casual affair with someone was rejected. Rolake didn’t think that would help her understand this apparent shortcoming. Then Ella had suggested that she could try the Purple Escort Agency.

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