I Can't Believe How Much He Loves Me

Being young and firm I have a high appreciation for my body. I'm almost five six, trip the scales at 146. I'm endowed enough, you won't doubt for a second that I'm a girl. I've been blessed with baby making hips and a full frontal pubic mound with luscious labia underneath. I maintain a groomed bush. I'm both fully into being a beautiful woman, and the lover of an 'older' man.

I turned 26 last month. My lover gave me a new car, all mine, no strings attached. Four wheels, four doors, automatic, leather. A Honda Accord. It's beautiful. Just push the button to start it, a flick of a finger the seat moves forward. This man knows how to get to a girl's heart.

Back in college when I was on student loans and a part time job, I wore non form fitting clothes. Now that I have a credit card, and he gets the bill, I've been experimenting with girly girl clothes and hair and nails. I like that look, I have always liked my boobs and hips, and now I can flaunt what I got, and my man likes that too.

I'm not saying that I deserve it, I'm just one more girl from the barrio. But he thinks I'm worth it, and who am I to spoil it for him.