Part 1
Diana: My Apple Pie Life, An introduction
Shy, cute, nervous energy, uncertain and play it safe at all costs. Those were just a few words to describe me. I was always labeled "The Good Girl," but in my head, I was a sexy, confident, fearless lion ready to ravish life with a fury of 100 Angelina Jolies. The only problem was that I normally only did what was expected of me. I didn't have the courage to be the person I wanted to be. It wasn't until one weekend in Vegas that would unleash a beautiful monster that was ready to escape the depths of my caged mind. This is not the whole story, many things have molded me into the person I have become, but this is the significant event in my timeline that accelerated my whorish fantasies and birthed them into reality.
I braced myself for the event that was about to unfold. I had imagined how this scenario would play out for years, and we finally had the courage to act on our deepest desires. I will wear something sexy, do my hair and makeup, sit at a bar with a drink, and get picked up by a studly gentleman. He will take me up to my hotel room and give me the greatest love making session I ever had. Of course, the gentleman would really be my husband, but I always wanted to role play and now I would have my chance.
My husband and I had been married for eight years. He was an accountant and I was a stay at home mom of four. We lived pretty mundane lives. Dropping the kids off at practice, picking up groceries, and cleaning house were the highlights of my day. Sometimes while doing chores or driving I would have fantasies about being with different men. The guy who works in produce, the cable man, or the lawn care guy that always seemed to take off his shirt at the same time like clock work.
At my son's basketball practice, there was also a guy named Steve that often flirted with me. At the most recent game, he slipped me a note saying how he knew we were both married, but he couldn't stop thinking about me. I was physically attracted to him, but I couldn't imagine cheating on my husband. Okay, well I imagined it a lot, but I know I couldn't bring myself to really do it.
My husband was a great business man, husband, and father, but we were both lacking in our sex life. Normal passion filled moments were often pushed out by exhaustion, fighting children, and simple lack of imagination. So, the thought of slipping off and falling into a passion filled affair did cross my mind. I even kept the note along with his number, but deep down I knew I would never call him. Although we had an apple pie existence, and things were going great for us, we were missing an excitement that I yearned for. When I talked to my husband about this, he often shrugged my feelings off, but this time he agreed we needed to work on things and planned a sexy trip to Vegas to rekindle our sex life.
"My flight leaves at 3:00 pm. Are you sure you will be okay with the kids?"
"Yes, Diana for the fifth time yes! Now go! Oh yeah, I took the liberty of packing some surprises for your vacation." Kirstin said with a sly smirk.
My little sister was excited for David and I to take this trip. She was always complaining that we were boring. I said my goodbyes to my children. It was the first time I had ever left them, but I knew I needed this so off I went to the airport. David had been out of town for a week and decided to meet me in Vegas for the weekend, so we would be taking separate flights. When I boarded the plane, a feeling of excitement rushed over my entire body. I looked down at my wedding ring and slowly slid it off my finger and placed into a small pocket in my purse. On this trip, I am not a mother, I am not a wife, you can call me Diana...Dirty Diana, I thought as a smile crept across my face, and I chuckled out loud at my own corniness.
It would be my first time visiting Vegas, and I was in for the shock of my life. When I got to my hotel I was amazed at the beauty and grandeur displayed at every turn. When I got up to my hotel room, I was even more impressed with the decor and amenities. I pulled off my mom pants, you know the ones that are comfy and high-waisted, and stood in the mirror. I had a nice body, but I was dressed mommyish. I had totally lost a sense of sexiness and fashion over the years. I went to my luggage to see what I could wear the next day for David. Low and behold, Kirsten snuck in some kinky toys and lingerie. As I examined the colorful dildos, flavored lubes, and silky garments in my luggage, there was a knock at the door. That's odd, David wont get in till tomorrow, I thought. When I looked through the peephole, a blonde woman stood waiting. She was wearing a very blue fitted skirt with a low cut white shirt. Oh how I missed the days I could comfortably wear clothing like that. I reluctantly opened the door with the chain still attached.
"Hello, can I help you?"
"Hello Diana, I am Jenna. David sent me, may I come in?"
"David sent you? For what reason? How do you know him?"
"If you let me in, I can explain." Jenna said.
"Give me a minute, I think I better call David." I closed the door and leaned against it. I was very afraid, I mean this was Vegas, she could be a thief or a killer, but how would she know my husband name is David. Many thoughts rushed through my head as I dialed David's number.
"Hello Sweet heart."
"Umm David, did you send a woman to my hotel room named Jenna?"
"Yes I did, just let her in. I have a lot of things to wrap up here so she will explain everything. I cant wait to see you, I love you."
"But... Dav.." The phone hung up.
I looked at the door, please be gone, please be gone, I chanted to myself. I didn't know what she was here for and I didn't know if I wanted to find out.
"Okay, I spoke to David. You can come in." I removed the chain on the door.
As Jenna walked through the door, I was taken aback by how beautiful she was. In my moment of awe, a look of confusion spread across Jenna's face.
"Is there something wrong?" I asked.
"Your pants, you don't have any on..."
"Oh shit, i'm so sorry, I had a long flight and I'm tired.."
"Dont worry about it." Jenna said.
I frantically put on my pants while rushing over to close my luggage that displayed all of the "goodies" Kirsten put in.
"Okay Jenna, what are you here for?"
"Well, David sent me here as a bit of a gift for you. I am a friend of his that he met through work, and it is my understanding that you guys are pretty boring and want to spice things up. That is where I come in."
I stood wondering what she thought she was going to do to spice up my marriage.
"Are you here for a threesome?" I asked. David and I had toyed around with the thought for years, but we never went through with it.
"Only if you want, but tonight I am here just for you."
"Hold on, I am not really into girls so I am sure David meant well, but this is not what I meant by spice."
Jenna didn't say a word. She walked slowly towards me. She had dirty blonde hair, big hazel eyes and a tanned body of a goddess. She got close to my face and stared into my eyes. Before I knew it, her soft supple lips were on mine. That kiss was the best I had ever encountered in my life. She slowly slid her warm tongue into my mouth and passionately messaged my tongue. I was so frazzled by this my leg started to shake. All of a sudden I realized, I was not really frazzled, I was turned on. When her lips parted from mine, I longed for more. She kissed my chin and then made her way down to my neck. At that moment she looked up at me.