Pretty seduction

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wn on my luck. I just like the feel of a man's eyes on me, it makes me feel sexy. I suspect a lot of women like that too or they wouldn't dress as they do. I just take it a bit further than most and that someti

pounds. I'm thin with a toned body. I swim at least a couple of miles every day (around 75 laps). I have reddish/brown hai

guy who was a couple years older than me. At first, Donald struck me as being sophisticated and worldly. He ha

ce of ass. I hated how he would treat me in front of people when he was drinking. I suppose it wa

t he also had a temper on him ... really bad. A

e started getting abusive. I guess I somehow believed that it was al

, my nipples were showing through on a blouse I was wearing. It wasn't something I co

In a way, it was a relief, but I also felt really down. I had liked hanging out with the older crowd at the school. The following week, he sent flowers by my apartment and kept trying to call me. I wouldn't talk to him. After a couple

ly apologized. I was amazed. He told me he had been thinking about his behavior and how he treated me and realized that he been a real ass and most of his friends thought so too. I agreed that he had acted like an ass and treated me poorly and told him so in a

but sometimes we would hook up and it was usually pretty good,

retty cool guy, really smart and really shy. He went to another school, so he really didn't get all caught up in the school politics. When I first met him, he had been dating this kind o

with her. I didn't see it. I've met a number of big girls like that - piss poor attitudes and the opinion that guys are just asshole

e hood, took one look, found the problem and fixed it. It turned out that the battery posts were all corroded. I didn't know, and neither did Donald, but Philly ... he knew what the problem was right away and knew how to fix it. I know that's a bad example for any of you who work on cars, but if it'd

ace. In the morning, Donald liked to sleep in; he was a late morning sleeper. I couldn't do that. I'm an early riser and still am. So I'd get up, make some coffee and rea

, but pretty much ignored it. I wasn't wearing anything provocative, especially

ring. I was probably all of 19 years old at the time and I had a pretty good figure - svelte is how I thought of myself. I remember early spring because I was sitting

nt back into the kitchen, I saw that my robe had opened up a little bit offering a peek insi

g me out and then blame me for wearing an outfit that drew the attention. Philly had never really seen me so casually dressed before. But now with the altered state

familiar spark in me that had been beaten down for a long while. Even though

week, sometimes more. We talked about all kinds of things and I shared things with him that I would never have told Donald. The thing was that Donald never seemed concerned about Philly. I didn't t

just wear the tee shirt. If Donald had known, he probably would've gotten upset, but I was trying to break free of that restrictive attitude and figured we weren't dating really. B

akfast, but out of the corner of my eye, I saw him do a double-take before getting back to what he was doing. Phill

, but it also got me pretty hot seeing how flustered he was. Even soft, my nipples are large and they poked out little tents in the thin shirt, but when we w

d he was looking a lot. I made it a point to look away a lot, like daydreaming looking out the window and stuff so that he could get some nice free looks. I liked the feel of him looking at me, his eyes caressing

fter my little exhibitionist deal