Disgusted: With Myself

by Hanzel Stone

Self-Published

This book is written in English

Style: MILF Erotica, Erotic Domination - M/F

Published: 12 / 2015

Available Formats to Download: MOBI, EPUB, MS Word, PDF, MS Reader, Text, RTF, HTM 

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STORY DESCRIPTION

Disgusted: With Myself is the first in a three-part series and is written from the woman's point of view.

Tessa, a MILF with low self esteem has been looking for love in all of the wrong places ever since her one night stand turned into a total disaster. Now she's lonely, confused and depressed ever since being dumped. When a stranger approaches she's delighted to discover that he's a friend who is kind, sensitive and caring. Or is he?

Here's an edited excerpt from Disgusted: With Myself:

I watch you out of the corner of my eye as you walk into today's latest hot spot, 7th & Orange, and an unmistakable look of cruelty flashes across your face as you see that I am sitting exactly where your friend told you I would be, at the very end of the bar, trying to appear that I want absolutely no company but in truth desperately wishing for something, anything, to keep me from feeling so lonely and unwanted.

A grin flits across your lips when you see my pathetic efforts at trying to let the entire bar know through my face and my pose that I want and need no one. Such a waste of energy from a complete loser, you probably think to yourself.

Can I ask you something? Did your 'friend' tell you what he treated me like? I can see the two of you now, laughing over drinks when he told you in graphic detail what he had done to me. Sure, you seem to be a decent guy from the looks of you, and at first you were probably repulsed to think that a man, especially a man that you know, would treat a woman the way he treated me. Seriously, why should you care? After all you are men and I am a woman and you treat me as nature intended me to be treated.

Dating doesn't come easy to me. I'm a single mother and hadn't been out on a date, had not been alone with a man for god knows how long. In hindsight he could probably sense that I was desperate for company, desperate for whatever scrap of affection I could get from any man whatsoever, and he decided to take advantage of me, knowing damn well that our relationship - if that's ever what it really was - wasn't going to go anywhere except for what he did to me that night.

Not that I mean to be unfair to your friend. I could tell that he liked me, liked my body at least. Older men like him prefer MILFs like me. Forty-something years old, natural red hair, and my daughter tells me I have a great figure. I figured out later that he wanted to find out if I was really a red head. I also found out, much later, that your friend prefers paying for no-strings-attached encounters but had decided to make an exception for me, for one night only. Lucky me . . . .

To read this story from the male POV check out Degraded: In The Bar!