Dana is a character who made a brief appearance in "Summer Days" chapters 3 and 7. This story takes place four years earlier and depicts how Dana's fascination with well endowed men began. I hope you enjoy!
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"I'd be a lot harder if you took your shirt off."
The words flashed across the computer screen. Dana abruptly shut her laptop and laid down on her bed, staring at the ceiling. 'What the hell am I doing?' she thought to herself.
She had been divorced for almost six months now. Her marriage of five years finally collapsed after hanging on by a thread basically the whole time. It was a surprisingly amicable split. She and her ex-husband, Ryan, had grown further and further apart until it became utterly hopeless to continue. With no kids, it was easy to go their separate ways.
At thirty-nine, rejoining the dating scene was not exactly an easy task. Dana had no trouble in the appearance department. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and a yoga-shaped perfect physique. She always considered her firm and round ass her best feature and most men would agree whole-heartedly.
She often resorted to online video chat rooms, especially when she was drinking, to connect with other men and feed her sexual appetite. Tonight, being no exception, she chatted with a good looking man for several hours, careful to never reveal her face. She sat on her bed in a bra and panties. He, however, had no issue openly playing with himself as Dana flirted through her keyboard.
As usual, she ended the conversation once it was clear he wanted more from her.
Dana didn't have many single friends. Most of her friends were married with kids and she found it increasingly difficult to populate the bars and clubs scene. Her friend Christina would sometimes act as a wingwoman, but that was rare as she was busy with her husband and his sixteen year old son, Justin.
That left Dana's roommate. Since getting divorced and moving out of the house, she shacked up with a woman named Marin, a thirty-seven year old fashion designer she met on Craigslist. Marin was eccentric, carefree, and usually a bit odd. She always seemed to be onto her next "project" never really staying focused. As of late, she was into swimwear design for men and women. Dana always wondered who Marin's clients were and how she paid her share of the rent.
But despite Marin's quirkiness, she was a great roommate and a kind person. Dana often found herself talking with Marin late into the night over several bottles of wine. The two had actually begun to develop a strong bond, despite their personality differences.
Dana got dressed and wandered into the living room where she found Marin in sweatpants and a t-shirt, kneeling over squares of paper laid out on the floor. Each square was painted a different color. Marin was fidgeting with the squares moving them around in different patterns.
Her jet black hair was seemingly always frizzy and out of control. Tonight was no exception as it hung off her head in all directions. She was a bigger girl, but not overweight by any means. She had such great style that she knew exactly what to wear for her body size. Her breasts were very large but well contained and expertly concealed most of the time.
"Hello, sunshine!" she said. Marin always called Dana strange nicknames, never seeming to stick with one over time.
"What are you doing?" Dana noticed an open bottle of red wine next to Marin. She poured the remaining contents of the bottle into her empty glass since it was her wine anyways.
"I'm building a color collage. See all these squares? I'm going to hang them up on that wall over there. I think it's begging for something, don't you think?"
Dana looked over at the wall. It already had one of Marin's paintings on it. "Sure, I guess," she said shaking her head. Sometimes it was better to not even try and understand Marin's projects.
"So I have a question," Dana said as she sat down on the couch, crossing her legs. "Would you ever show yourself naked online?"
"Oooo, saucy!" Marin exclaimed without looking up from her paint squares. "The internet is a beautiful place, isn't it? So many people brought together by tiny little fiber optic cables running all throughout the planet."
"So is that a yes?"
Marin placed the final paint square into its place and leaned back on her feet. "I have shown the gifts God has bestowed on me on many, many, occasions my lady."
Dana smiled. "And why am I not surprised?"
Marin winked at Dana before rising to her feet and walking over to the kitchen. She opened another bottle of wine and poured herself a glass. "Are you camming back there, my darling sweetheart?" she asked.
"Camming?"
"Yes. You know, flaunting your fantastic fanny for fans across the world?"
Dana cracked up laughing. "Not exactly. No. But I was chatting a bit. Guys like to show me themselves. I don't return the favor though. It's just a fun thing to do."
Dana paused, staring into her wine glass. "I miss sex."
"You're horny, love." Marin took a sip of her wine.
"Excuse me?"
"You said you miss sex. That's a very polite and proper way of saying you're horny. You need to meet a nice man, Dana."
"I'm too old for dating," said Dana. "Where does a thirty-nine year old meet men?"
"Depends on what you want, babe. Are you looking for your next hubby or just a routine cleaning?"
Dana wandered over to the kitchen and sat at the barstool, facing Marin. The apartment was modern and chic. It boasted a large open concept living room attached to an inviting and bright kitchen. She propped her head up with her hands and looked Marin in the eyes. "I don't know what I want anymore," she said hopelessly.
Marin nodded. "Very well. My girl, you're going to come to a job with me. Were going to have a splendid time with a young man."
"A young man? What do you mean? Marin, sometimes I feel like I don't even know what you do."
"When are you done tomorrow?" Marin asked as she fetched a pen and paper.
"I only have one client. I'm done at 11, why?"
Marin was writing something down on a piece of paper. "Perfect. Here. You come here when you're done. We'll split the profits. I think you're going to really enjoy this." Marin slid the paper across the counter.
Dana glanced at an address written on the paper. "Irvine? Marin, what is this? What am I getting into."
"Trust me, it'll be fun. Come see what I do for work tomorrow."
"I have a hard time trusting you," Dana said as she stood up and walked towards her room. She stopped and looked at the wall. "Especially when you hang paintings like this one," she teased.
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The building was about as non-descript as you could be in an Irvine, CA office park. Dana walked into the entrance with no signs or markers, simply a "110" to indicate the suite number. She breezed by the graphics design company that shared a wing of the building and knocked on the door. A distant 'Come in!' was heard from inside.
The space appeared to be a vacant office building as Dana walked down a long corridor of empty conference rooms. Each one had various fabrics spread out across the tables and chairs. It looked as if a bomb went off and left fabric everywhere. She ultimately found Marin in the largest room in the back, studying a table filled with different prints and designs.
"What on Earth is going on here, Marin?" Dana laughed. "This whole place is a disaster!"
"Oh darling, it's all part of my creative process," Marin said as she held up what appeared to be a mens bathing suit to the fluorescent light of the conference room. She was wearing a multi-colored scarf over a loose fitting blouse, designer jeans and red heels. Her thick-framed purple glasses rested on her ears below her frizzy hair held up in a bun.
"Wait, so you're doing mens clothing now?" Dana asked as she picked up one of the designs and inspected it.
"Anything goes when you're a pantologist, hun-hun."
"A pantologist?"
"Jack of all trades, sweetie. Today I trade in mens swimwear," she said smiling. She looked up at Dana. "It's whatever the client needs."
"These are really good, Marin!" she said as she picked up another pair.
"Why thank you, lovely, but we mustn't be overjoyed yet as we have much work to do. We need to narrow these down to two, maybe three suits total. Those will be submitted to the client."
"I see. So you need me here for... what? My opinion?"
Just then there was a knock on the door at the front of the suite. Both women turned towards it. Marin turned back to Dana. "For that. Get the door please, sweetheart."
As Dana approached the door, she could see a tall figure through the privacy glass. It appeared to be a man. As she opened it, she was shocked to see a very handsome man standing before her. He was tall and fair-skinned. He had wavy blonde hair, deep blue eyes. His frame was strong and powerful. He extended his big hand out towards Dana.
"Hi, I'm Liam."
Dana was taken aback by how gorgeous this man in front of her was. She felt a little flush as she extended her little hand into his. He squeezed hard as they greeted each other.
"Dana," she said with a half smile.
"Great... so... can I come in?"
"Oh! Oh, yes of course. I'm sorry." Dana stepped back and waved Liam inside. He smiled as he entered the office, moving aside as Dana closed the door.
"This way? Or...?" Liam hesitated, awaiting instructions. But Dana realized she didn't really have any.
"Ya know what, I'm not sure," she laughed awkwardly. "Let me bring you back to Marin and we can see."
Liam followed Dana through the office passing the various conference rooms filled with different fabrics and patterns. She was wearing yoga pants and felt a little uncomfortable with Liam behind her. Almost as if she could feel him checking her out. She casually placed her hands behind her and held them together in somewhat of an awkward way of covering up.
"Hello stud!" Marin's voice could be heard as she walked towards Liam with open arms. The two embraced. It appeared this was not the first time Marin and Liam met.
"Are you excited?!" she asked Liam, pressing her hands together under her chin.
"I am! This will be great," Liam said. Dana sensed a bit of hesitancy in his voice. By now, she realized he would be the model for Marin's swimwear. She still didn't know what she'd be doing though.
