Growing Up And Getting Serious

As a young girl I lived with my mother in the house where she worked as a housekeeper. My father and brother had not been able to cross the border. When it was time for me to go to school I was sent to a small Christian school. The school went to the sixth grade, so I went to the city public school in the seventh grade.

I was a good student and was ahead of the other kids. I was also bigger and stronger and I played sports with the eighth graders. I had developed early and had real sized breaded and hips and I was very hairy, Thick pubes and head hair, hair on my legs and arms. My mother was against me shaving at that age but the lady of the house bought me everything I needed to shave at home. Twice a month I went to a professional groomer to have my 'beautiful brown' hoo ha waxed and saved so I could wear shorts and I would look beautiful for the other girls in the showers.

Compared to white girls I had dark big lips, strong thighs, 36 cup breasts. I looked several years older. Early maturity. I was also sexually charged, masturbated and dreamt of men, not boys in school. At 15 I was sexually active with the girl's coach. I loved sex, I was five six, 145 pounds, defined, waxed naked, with brown nipples. I was in love with my body and my grades went down.

I was sent to an all girl's school for troubled girls. I was put on long term contraceptives. All girls just meant I found an older girl to have sex with. A heavy girl, solid muscular girl, bigger breasts than mine, clean shaven front and back. She had a very wet pussy, I loved going down on her. The school let the lady of the house know. I was sent to a Jewish school.

My sex drive was on 24-7, if she walked, had decent boobs, tall, solid athletic, I ate her. At home they gave up, better a girl than a man.

I finished, went to a two year college, got a job with a company downtown. My boss wanted me in dresses at work, small panties, waxed clean front and back, in the gym after work, spread out on the bed for him. The lawyer had me fired. Then she ate me and got me a job with a friend of hers who could look after me for her. I lived in a condo that belonged to a friend, basement garage with an electronic gate so she could slip in and her car wouldn't be seen on the street.

For two years I was her girl to play with. Her long term girlfriend gave her an ultimatum, get married, move, and stop seeing me. I cried for the first time in my life. I was 24, without someone to keep me in a good job, heartbroken and depressed. It hurt.

The lady of the house helped me move, she told me to find a man, I was old enough to find an older man. One with money, horny, and foolish enough to have me as a girlfriend. And don't blow it, I had used my last free pass. Come home married. And leave the girls alone.

I'm married to an insurance broker.