Hi my name is Anna and this is the story of how a simple walk on to my deck led to me becoming an online whore. It all started on a Sunday morning just before noon. I was trying to finish up a load of laundry before heading to the neighbors to watch the Nascar race from Talladega.
I stepped on to our deck to grab some towels drying on the rail. My eye then caught our neighbors eighteen year old daughter sunbathing by the pool. Not an uncommon sight, but the cloud of grey smoke escaping from her lips caught me off guard.
Veronique, or Nicky as everyone called her brought the cigarette back to her teen lips and exhaled a long stream of smoke. Mesmerized I could not look away as I watched until she stubbed out her cigarette on the concrete deck of the pool.
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Before I continue let me tell you a little about myself I am thirty years old. My family tree is a direct line to Sweden with all for of my grand parents born there. This explains my appearance I am just under six feet tall about 150 pounds with the mandatory blonde hair and blue eyes. I am also blessed with 38 D breast and through years of working out and yoga a toned muscular tanned body.
I grew up in Alabama where I was born. My parents both came to America for college and stayed when they were offered jobs with NASA. They were both strictly religious and a bulk of my child hood was spent in church between services, prayer groups, choir practice, and of course religion classes.
As a child I never stepped out of line everything was yes sir, no sir, yes miss this, yes miss that. The first time I strayed to the dark side was my senior year of high school, when I started smoking with Cathy another cheerleader on my squad. She would steal them from her father and the two of us would sneak off after practice to smoke. The fear of going to Hell was quickly quelled by my need for nicotine. I never smoked more than five cigarettes in one day but it was one indulgence I looked forward to.
After graduation Cathy and I would hang out and smoke but that came to an end when I headed off to college. My freshman year I began dating my now husband Jonathan, he was from my hometown and went to our church. He was more religious than my parents and a stand out division one baseball player. He was opposed to smoking, drinking, and even pre marital sex. My desire to smoke slowly faded as the year went on and I fell in love with Jonathan.
We dated exclusively through out school. The only bump in the relationship came in my sophomore year when some girls from my cheerleading squad went out for a night of drinking, and I indulged maybe over indulged. At the end of the night I was the only one still vertical so they voted me to drive. Two miles down the road and I was stopped and arrested for DUI.
Having called Jonathan to bail me out he arrived angrier than I had ever seen him. Yelling quotes from the bible over and over, I thought for sure he would leave me. The next morning was a Sunday when at six A.M. he woke me up and dragged me to church to pray for forgiveness. My head was still spinning but at least he was still with me.
During our junior year the baseball team won a spot in the NCAA tournament, the first time in school history. Jonathan and I left the celebration early and returned to his dorm. One thing led to another and we both ended up losing our virginity. It was incredible truly "Making love." This too ended with a trip to church with him praying for forgiveness, and me praying for more cock!
We were engaged New Years Eve of our senior year. We planned on getting married right after graduation. Jonathan's baseball career was looking great with major league scouts even attending games. Unfortunately that ended with a torn ACL as he rounded first base in what would be his last game ever.
We were still married that summer in our home town. We lived with his parents for about two months until he got a great job working for a New York law firm doing public relations. I was unsure of moving north but could not let him miss this opportunity.
He was rising quickly through the ranks and was named PR director of there international division, the same day I told him I was with child. All of our dreams were coming true.
A month later and a late night phone call from the Alabama State Police informed me that my parents had been killed in an auto accident. We headed south for the funerals, but fate intervened again, heavy bleeding sent me to the ER. When I woke a day later the Dr. told me I had a miscarriage, devastating enough but he continued with the news that because of the extant of the damage I was lucky to be alive, and worst of all I would never have children.
From that point on my faith in God was shattered, and Jonathan and I drifted apart. Our sex life was almost non existent, he made me feel like damaged merchandise. He began taking more and longer business trips all over the world. I got a job at a local bank to use my finance degree but more to keep my mind occupied.
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