Kassie Spade was done with men, she was sure of it. After all, it was 1995. Why did she need a man anyway? Kassie was an educated, professional woman-she had girl power. Driving east on I70 from Phoenix back to her native West Virginia, she never had imagined that her relationship would have imploded so quickly. At 24, Kassie hadn't had much relationship experience, but she really thought that Francisco Doneli was the one. Francisco was born in the US, but his parents were both Italian. With long black hair, olive skin, and high cheek bones, Kassie couldn't help but be infatuated from the moment they met.
Francisco had decided that he needed a change of pace and thought that Phoenix was as good a place as any to start over. The warm weather and low humidity appealed to him, and he asked Kassie if she wanted to come along. At first Kassie was excited, thinking they would be able to build the life they had always dreamed about with an endless summer, or so she thought.
Once in Phoenix, things quickly started going askew. Francisco was like a child who needed constant tending. He was moody, awful with money, and on most days, Kassie felt more like his mother than his lover. Kassie did her best trying to fix him, wanting to save this man. However, in the end, it just wasn't worth it, and Kassie packed up her car, cried, and left.
On her way home, she felt like she just needed to clear her head, take a deep breath, and begin again- this time without the distraction of a relationship. In a few days, she would be home a little worse for wear but in one piece.
Two days later, she finally pulled up in front of her mom's house, got out of the car, stretched, and went inside. It was 2:00 AM and she was exhausted. Kassie's mom heard her come into the house and woke up to greet Kassie.
"Long drive, Chick?" Kassie's mom asked using her childhood nickname, then sitting down at the table.
"It was brutal. I just want to crawl into bed and crash," Kassie said, as she dragged herself into her childhood bedroom and flopped onto the bed.
Kassie woke the next morning to the smell of bacon and eggs frying in the kitchen. Kassie rubbed her bleary eyes and looked at her alarm clock. It was 10:31 AM and she was famished. Kassie walked into the kitchen and poured herself a cup of coffee.
"Good morning!" Her mom greeted her and gave her a quick peck on the cheek while still tending to the bacon and eggs.
"Good morning," Kassie echoed back, her voice still gravelly from just waking up. "That smells amazing. Thanks for making breakfast. I really appreciate it," Kassie said, emotion seeping into her voice. This simple act of kindness, someone giving to her instead of always taking, was what she needed at this time in her life.
"It's ok, Chick," Kassie's mom said, as she smiled and plated up the food, giving her a kiss on the forehead and then leaving her to eat in peace.
A few hours later, the phone in the kitchen rang. It was Chrissy, Kassie's party friend, when you wanted to have fun Chrissy was your girl.
"How are you holding up?" was the first question out of Chrissy's mouth.
"I'm ok. I really just wish things would have worked out differently. I really thought that Francisco was the one. Right now, I just want to curl up and be left alone," Kassie said, her voice sounding hollow.
"Oh no, I am not going to let you wallow in self-pity. We are going out tonight to get your mind off Francisco. I know just the thing to make you feel like your old self. I'll pick you up at 9:00 so be ready," Chrissy said, glee in her voice.
Great, Kassie thought. I wonder what Chrissy has in mind? Kassie just wanted a low-key night of watching TV and drinking some cheap wine on the couch, and now she was going to be dragged off with Chrissy to God knows where.
Around 7:30, Kassie pulled herself off the couch. She needed to start getting moving if she was going to be ready by 9:00. As soon as Kassie got into the shower and turned on the hot water, she started feeling better. The warm water flowing over her head and full breasts made her feel relaxed. Kassie grabbed the soap and began washing herself. As Kassie's hand slid over her pussy, she allowed it to linger, slowly rubbing small circles over her clit. Kassie's mind went numb as she slid a finger into herself. The pain of her failed relationship slipped away as she began rubbing her mound, letting the warm water run over her. The soap had made her fingers slippery as she pressed deeper, harder, and faster over her swollen lips. Kassie's right hand worked her pussy while her left hand grabbed her breast and pinched a nipple. Kassie continued spreading her lips, rubbing for a few more minutes until her orgasm arrived, rushing over her body. She smiled to herself, thinking this night was already turning out better than she had planned.
Feeling a little more relaxed, Kassie stepped out of the shower, toweled off, and wrapped her hair in a towel. Kassie slipped on her sexiest black underwear and then pulled on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. Chrissy said that they were going to go someplace that made her "feel like her old self." What could that possibly mean? She didn't have time to really think about that right now, reminding herself to finish getting ready.
At 9:16, the doorbell rang, and Chrissy was wearing a short skirt and a tube top. It was late September and the night air was still warm, as an Indian summer was keeping the cool autumn nights at bay.
"Are you ready to forget about that loser?" These were the first words out of Chrissy's mouth.
"I suppose I am," Kassie laughed, as she started to perk up a bit. This was going to be a fun night, and she was glad she decided to get out of the house to get her mind off her ex. "Where are we going by the way?"
"You'll see! Somewhere that will make you feel like your old self," Chrissy said, with a mischievous grin on her face.
Twenty minutes later, Chrissy and Kassie were pulling up to a party at a local frat house. Kassie's mouth literally gaped open and she felt her stomach lurch.
