It seemed like the most fitting way for her to change. Doing what she loved the most; fucking. She felt like she was in her prime, voluptuous and sexy, and being sexually fulfilled on a daily basis was perfect. But sometimes getting what we want comes with comprise. As Ingrid thought about this, it became clearer to her what she wanted and this change needed to happen. The old Ingrid had to die for the new sexy goddess to survive.
She was 24 years old, average height and weight with the only exceptions being her breasts and butt. Both on the big side for which she was always self-conscious of. She was also very much an introvert and didn't tend to stray too far from her comfort zone. Lately, Ingrid had been reading a lot of internet articles mentioning what men really wanted and she was going to have to work on it.
She was a virgin up to her 24th birthday and only ever had one love interest other than board games and Sci-fi. The death of what Ingrid knew of herself would be more of a deal she made with a little sprite that had it out for her. She didn't know that Dervon had ulterior motives when he came to her aid that crazy night. But maybe the story should start with the beginning rather than at the end of it all.
It was just 4 months prior, on Ingrid's 24th birthday, when her world would be changed forever and she would have to make a decision that would seem easy enough to her but would come with HUGE consequences. Up until the point Ingrid had only ever had one boyfriend and he was even more of a Sci-Fi loving dork than she. Brad had kept her at arm's length and the closest to sex they got in their 3 year relationship was 3rd base. She wanted to go all the way but Brad would get so distracted during the fondling and groping that he would stop to play some sort of video game. Leaving poor Ingrid to pleasure herself with the purple dildo that she kept at his house for such an occasion.
Brad had taken Ingrid out to a fancy restaurant for her 24th birthday and did everything wrong. He bumbled his way with the Hostess, ordered appetizers as his main course, interrupted Ingrid during her turn to order and never once saying "Thank you" to the waitresses. The more the night went on, the more Ingrid got miffed. She could normally handle him and his eccentric ways but it was her birthday of all days! When she had enough of the embarrassment he was causing her, she stormed out of the restaurant with her purse. She remembered that her cell phone she accidently left in his car, she will have to get it later when she had calmed down.
Ingrid had been walking angrily for what seemed like a half an hour and when she finally calmed down and looked around, she didn't recognize the part of town she was in. Due to the modern invention of cell phones, there were no telephone booths within eye sight when she looked up and down the block. The only place that was open at this late of an hour was a dive bar called "Rockets". She knew if she had any chance of getting home she would have to go in there and ask to use their phone to call a cab. When she opened the door, she was met with flashing lights and a smoky atmosphere as one is to expect from a bar. There was some pop classic song from a long time ago that Ingrid couldn't recognize the name but has heard the melody in commercials many times. A couple of people were sitting and chatting at different tables in the club but the stools at bar were all open.
She pulled up a stool in front of the bartender, a good looking man who seemed in his early thirties. He was the average height but he had muscles and dark brooding eyes that seemed to look right into her soul. If she wasn't so mad at Brad she might actually have flirted a bit with the bartender. She ordered a coke and asked to use the phone to call a cab. The bartender smiled and asked if there was anything he could do to help. She couldn't help but pour her heart out to him. He was just so easy to talk to and his voice was so soothing with every "oh" and "yes" and "go on" he said. He said his name was Dervon and she was quickly forgetting everything about Brad and hers night. He came over to her side and sat down next to her. She felt drawn to him and very comfortable with him. It wasn't long that she forgot about time and other people around them. He was handsome and she was under his spell.
He touched her lightly on her leg and she felt erotic in part of her body, more electrifying that she had ever felt before. She let out a soft moan and shifted her body closer to him. By this time they were discussing things she liked to do but she really wasn't too focused on the conversation. He was next whispering words in her ear that sounded like nothing she ever heard before. But her body was enthralled with his hot breath so close to her ears that she couldn't focus on what he was saying.
"I have a proposition for you. Would you like to hear it?" He asked.
"Uh huh."She could barely get out before he asked his proposition.
He looked right her and said "I have a house not too far from here. Would you like to come home with me? If you do, I will show you a life that will give you extreme pleasure but you might lose yourself in it. You can stay here and wait for the cab still if you want. Come home with me or stay here?"
