Proverbial Ugly Duckling

As the school wall flower I had no choice but to make the grades. I hated being used as an example, when the cheerleaders were getting all the dick. I graduated first in my class, big whoopy do, I was the only virgin.

College was the same, wall flower with the guys, celebrated for my grades. I chose engineering to meet guys, but I don't have the looks to get dicked. I graduated with honors, Masters in Mechanical Engineering. I had four job offers on graduation. I was still a virgin, and owned three dildos.

I went to work for a large heavy equipment company. Married guys with ballerinas, cheer leaders, beauty queens. I met Joe at Denny's. An exterminator. No college with a GED. Tall, heavy set, good looking. He pity fucked me.

My next fuck was at 37 by a married guy who felt he needed to fuck me before I went out with a black guy. He liked my warm pussy, he liked my apple pie. I kept his favorite beer, and snacks. He liked laying beside me, rubbing him down with my tits and pussy, liked to talk about politics. His wife was a small town girl, church, teacher, mom, but didn't like to fuck.

I'm 45, a lot more aggressive without being pushy. I have a 60 year old boyfriend. He's divorced and needs a woman. We are friends really, friends with benefits.