Just One of Those Days Part 2

Hello again.

My name is Amanda, though sometimes I use the shortened
version Mandy, when the mood suits me. I'm 33 and have
stayed single for three years, since I discovered that
Richard, my boyfriend, was not only cheating on me with
dozens of women, some my so called friends but was also
fucking with men as well! He turned me into the woman
I've become, confidant exhibitionist and uninhibited,
especially with sex.

I'm a natural blond with long hair nearly down to my
waist worn in individual braids. I'm 5' 11" tall in my
stocking feet and have a 36EE-22-34 hard gym toned
figure, full lips and a pretty elfin shaped face, much
like the model Sophie Dahl. I love body jewelry and over
the last couple of years have had piercing to both
nipples, my navel and the hood of my clitoris.

I have found that these enhance sex for me, intensifying
the sensitivity of my nipples and especially my clitoris.
I've had laser treatment to completely remove my pussy
hair, to save me the hassle of having to continually
shave. I also have a couple of little heart tattoos, one
just above my pussy slit and one above the crack of my
bum, both with the message "Fuck me."

I'm independently wealthy, having had a fortunate
inheritance from a very rich uncle, just after I kicked
Richard out. This helped me find a nice modernised and
secluded cottage on the edge of town, financed the
surgery to enhance my already large breasts to their
current 36EE size and buy me a nice little Porsche
Boxster sports car and an extensive and sexy wardrobe. I
am able to indulge myself in my own pleasures and I do
with enthusiasm all the time.

Anyway, to the story of what happened today. I started
the day with a run, as there are some good runs in the
woods locally, popular with other joggers. I dressed in
my usual running gear of basketball vest and wide legged
running shorts. The vest was quite loose and low cut
front and back, with very large arm openings, leaving