My name is Pam Shamanski and I have been happily married for nearly twenty years to John. We met in college where I fell madly in love with him. We were married soon after graduation and we moved to a suburb of Dallas.
John is tall, over six feet tall, dark haired and very handsome. He has a nice mustache which tickles when he goes down on me, which I love.
As for me, I'm slim, about 115 pounds, small breasted with very, very sensitive nipples which I just love having sucked. When played with I get extremely wet and turn into a squirming slut who cannot get enough cock.
I also love having my feet played with, caressed and kissed. Once again this has a direct path to my pussy and I get turned on rather easily when my feet are played with.
I love lingerie, I love the way it feels on my skin and how it turns John on when he sees me in it. High heels and silk stockings, garter belts, crotchless panties and demi-bras make me wet.
Our sex life is great and after our lovemaking we snuggle and talk about our fantasies. I've always had, what I thought was a bi-streak, but never had the nerve to act upon it.
I'm a first grade teacher in suburban Dallas and John is the local fire chief.
During our first few years of marriage I had season tickets to the Dallas Cowboys football games. One day after a big win we went to celebrate at a local pub and that is where I met Dianna Hart de la Garza. She was a Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader and I was mesmerized by her beauty and confidence. She sang at the pub and between sets I persuaded her to sit and talk with John and myself. We hit it off and became best friends. Over the years we spend weekends together and even vacationed together. When Dianna got married we sort of drifted apart and only talked around holidays or on birthdays.
A couple of months ago I received a call from Dianna and she was crying. I knew it had to be serious because Dianna was a very, very strong person. She told me her daughter Demi was in trouble had checked her into a clinic for self-injury and sexual addiction.
I knew her daughter was a beautiful singer and her career had gone ballistic, but was unaware of her problems. I asked Dianna if there was anything I could do and what she asked me to do changed John and my life forever.
"Pam, I was wondering when Demi got out of the clinic, if she could spend some time out of the public eye by living with you and John for some time?"
"Dianna, I'm going to have to speak with John before I can say yes, but I'm pretty sure he'll give his approval. May I ask you one thing Dianna, why us? Don't you think our mundane lifestyle will be too vanilla for her?"
"Let me tell you Pam that is exactly what she needs. I have power of attorney over her and I already spoke with her and she thinks it is exactly what she needs to get her life and hopefully her singing career back on track. I think a month should be enough for her to sort things out and decide what direction to take the rest of her life."
"Well Dianna, I'll speak to John tonight and call you tomorrow if that's okay with you."
"Thank you Pam, you'll never know how much this means to Demi and me."
I hung up the phone and started dinner knowing John would be home soon. Over dinner I spoke to him about my conversation with Dianna and he was in agreement that we should help Dianna and Demi out.
That same night I called Dianna and told her we would help her out and she told me she would contact me the next week to give us an exact date to expect Demi.
I had just gotten home from work when the phone rang; "Hello, hi Dianna how are things going with Demi?"
"Hi Pam, that's why I'm calling. I just got home from the clinic and they agreed to discharge her tomorrow and I was wondering if I could bring Demi over tomorrow evening."
"Tomorrow would be fine Dianna, John and I are very excited to have her stay with us. I was wondering if she would be interested in assisting me at school. Sort of a teacher's aide, I believe it would keep her busy and working with the young children would keep her mind off of her problems."
I think that is an excellent idea Pam. I'm sure Demi would love working alongside you and helping with the children. Well see you tomorrow Pam and thanks again."
I told John of our conversation and we prepared the spare room that evening in preparation of Demi's arrival the next day.
The following is what occurred from when Dianna arrived the next day, a Saturday with Demi, till yesterday evening when she returned to Dallas with her mother.
I was on pins and needles waiting Dianna and Demi to arrive. When I saw their car pull up I jumped up; "John, John they're here, come on lets go meet them outside!"
John was close behind me as I reached the car. As Dianna stepped out I was awestruck at her beauty. She had changed dramatically since seeing her last. I could describe her easily; she was a double for Penelope Cruz, long black hair, slim waist long shapely legs and large breasts that arrived long before the rest of her. Her smile was infectious and those gorgeous dark eyes were smoldering hot.
John stepped in front of me and greeted Dianna with a huge hug, his hands holding onto her hips as he crushed his body against hers in a hug that made me uncomfortable, but I could tell that Dianna and John enjoyed it.
They broke the hug and I did the same, just not so sexual; "My god Dianna, you look fabulous! What the hell came over you?"
She laughed; "Not what come over me, but what came off of me, I'd say about forty pounds and a lot of exercise and a great hair salon. Enough about me, we're here for Demi. Demi come on out and meet your surrogate family for the next month or so."
When she stepped out of the car I immediately could feel a rush of excitement course through my body, directly to my pussy and I felt flushed and embarrassed at the same time. Luckily I hid it rather well and John stepped over to her, taking her by her slim hand, held it gently and in a calming voice said; "Hello Demi, I'm not sure if you remember us, but we were good friends with your mother when you were just a very small child. I'm sure we'll get along very well and are happy to invite you into our home."
She smiled weakly and just nodded. I came over to her and took her in my arms; "Oh Demi, you have grown into such a lovely young adult and we will treat you that way, welcome!"
She turned her head and I shivered when I felt her warm breath on my neck; "I'm so glad to be here and I promise not to be any trouble. I just want to get my head on straight and get out of the limelight. I was wondering what I call the both of you."
John broke in and that gave me the opportunity to break our embrace. I felt that tingling again and I tried desperately to hide it, especially when this gorgeous young woman was trying to straighten her life out. That last thing she needed was a sexual encounter with an older person, especially a woman."
"Demi, just call us Pam and John, okay?"
She seemed to be at ease suddenly and smiled broadly, she seemed relieved.
Dianna was around behind the car opening the truck and pulling Demi's bags out. John rushed around to assist her and when his hand touched hers I noticed the spark of excitement between the two of them.
