My First Blind Date              Written By Blond22bi@hotmail.com

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It had been a very long week. I was very happy the weekend was
here and couldn't wait to get home. Let me quickly describe
myself. My name is Janet and I'm 30 years old and have a 12 year
old soon from my first attempt at marriage. I got married because
I got pregnant when I was 18 and still in high school. Of course
like most FORCED marriages, this one made it about six years then
we both decided we would be better off not living with each other.
My Ex paid child support and between that money and the money I
made working, we made out ok. But one year ago my Ex was killed
in a car accident. He ran off the road and hit a tree and suddenly
I was left to bring up our son with no financial support at all.

I soon found myself working as many hours as I could but I soon
found out the added babysitting costs ate up the extra money I
made. I still thought of myself as a very attractive woman and was
ready to start dating again, but I couldn't find the time and was
usually way too tired by the time I got home from work. I talked
with a couple girls at work about my situation and the one that
seemed to be the most interested was my boss, Janice. She really
felt sorry for me and I didn't know it at the time, but she was
going to try her best to fix me up with some of the nice single
guys that she knew. I didn't think about our talk and for a
couple months things went on as normal, but I could feel myself
being zapped of strength. I was barely making ends meet. My son
was just at the teenager stage and he was causing me as much
worry as my job was. Life was not that much fun at this stage of
my life.

One morning my boss Janice called me into her office. She had
some news she wanted to tell me. She had fixed me up with a 
blind date. She had known this guy for about seven years and
he too lost his mate a couple years back. He was about five years
older then I was but he was the head of his division and he
was a very nice guy. Janice couldn't say enough about him. I also
found out he was way up the chain in our company and he was
Janice's top boss. She usually never got demands straight from
him, but she had been to many meetings where he was there and
they had become very good friends. Janice was married and her
and her husband use to visit this guy and his wife about four
or five times a year. I soon found out his name was Tom, he
was attractive, 35 years old with no kids, and he too was ready
to get back into the dating scene. As much as I hated the thought
of a BLIND DATE, I also felt excited about meeting someone and
maybe finding another partner to share our lives with.

Janice told me she set up our first date for Friday night. I was
to meet him at a nice country western bar at 8:00pm. Janice told
me he liked country music and use to play in a band himself. She
also started chatting very softly with me. She told me she was
going way out on a limb for me. She knew Tom was a great guy and
I would probably really enjoy going out with him, but she also
warned me he was ruthless when it came to business. He had put
a few different ENIMIES out of their jobs and she begged me not
to make things bad for her. If I didn't like Tom, at least be
nice for the date and don't let him know. Then I could make up
some reason why I couldn't see him again. Janice was a little
worried that Tom might blame her if things didn't go well. She
sort of pushed us both into this meeting because she really did
think we would make a nice couple.

I promised Janice she didn't have to worry. I told her I was
scared to death of going out on a blind date. I didn't know what
to wear or how to dress. It had been 12 years since I was in the
dating scene. Things had changed since then. Janice laughed at
my remark but understood where I was coming from. Before I could
say a word, she picked up her purse, grabbed me by the arms and
told me to follow her. I really didn't know where we were going.
In 20 minutes I knew. We were at the large downtown mall. Janice
then told me we were going to shop together and pick out a great
outfit that would WOW Tom to death. We both laughed and for about
an hour I tried on clothes and let Janice see what I looked like.
She quickly saw that I was being way too conservative. I was only
barely 30 but I was picking clothes like you would wear to a
business convention. She finally took over and started picking
the items for me to try on.

To say the least, her clothes were very HOT AND PROVOCATIVE. She
had picked the clothes out of the teenagers department. Of course
she had to select the very large sizes so I could get them on but
they fit me perfectly. Each dress clung to my body and I knew they
really looked good, I was just afraid they were a little TOO hot
for our first date. Plus I had not dressed SEXY in many years. 
This was an unusual feeling to have a tight short dress on. Janice
finally found the one she loved the most. A little tight pink
dress that she thought really fit me perfect and it hugged my
body tightly in every place it was suppose to. I couldn't really
tell it but when the light got bright in front of me, you could
barely see thru the dress. Not even Janice noticed this little
problem. She would have suggested a slip or something. She wanted
me hot, not naked.

After I bought the dress, she said we were going to one other
store and it would be her treat. I again had to laugh when she
guided me into the sexy ladies store where they sold all the
frilly undergarments. It only took her a few  minutes to pick
out some thigh high pink stockings and a small tiny pair of
pink thong undies. I hadn't worn thongs since I was about 20.
I told her she didn't have to but these as I was fine with just
my normal undergarments. But she insisted and she told me that
I should feel very special this one evening. After all, it 
wasn't often I got a nice date with a very nice guy who made
triple the pay that even she did. Suddenly I knew she was right.
If I really liked Tom, and we decided to get together, my whole
life could change. It would be great for my son as he'd have
a father figure around. And I wouldn't have to work so very hard
and I could spend much more time with my boy.

I watched as Janice gathered the items up and took them to the
register. She threw in a nice bottle of perfume and finally we
were heading back to work. Janice told me as we were driving
that she was going to come over to my house after work Friday
and would help me get ready. Then she drive me to the bar and
we could have a few drinks before Tom showed up. I liked that
part as it would help me relax and maybe not make me as scared
as I was. Janice told me she didn't want to be there when Tom
showed up so she would leave about 15 minutes before he was
scheduled to meet me. Now the rest of today and all tomorrow
all I could think about was my first date in 12 years. I could
barely hold back my excitement. Nothing seemed to be on my mind
except for the blind date I was about to go on. I was half
scared, half excited. It was a long two days and nights.

Friday at work I was a zombie all day long. I was so nervous I
couldn't stop shaking. Janice laughed at my situation. She knew
how I felt but couldn't keep from thinking how funny it was.
Finally 4:00pm came and we both headed towards my house. I
arranged for my son to spend the night with one of his friends.
At least I didn't have to worry about him. We drove both our
cars so that I could leave my car at home and Janice would
drop me off at the club. I would have Tom drive me home. I
was so messed up I couldn't even think about what we would be
doing that night or what time I might get home. I was just
happy that I was finally getting back into the dating scene.
And in a way, I hoped this would work out as I didn't want to
have to go thru this with every guy I dated. It really was 
taking an emotional toll on me. I was already drained and I
had not even met Tom yet.

It was sort of fun as Janice waited for me to shower then she
helped me start to get ready. When I put the small thong undies
on, they barely covered anything. I wanted to just wear a normal
pair of panties, but Janice would have none of that. After all
she bought them for me to wear tonight and they did go perfectly
with my dress. I just didn't like them because they were really
no protection at all. They barely covered the front of me and
the little back slipped between my crack and was all but
invisible. I really didn't like them but I didn't fight with
Janice, after all, she was the one who had set me up with my
first date and she did spend good money for them. I figured this
one time I would wear them for her. Then I could RETIRE them
to my 'never again to wear' drawer.

Slowly my outfit came together. My tiny pink thong, my hot pink
thigh high hose, then the very sexy pink dress. I ended up
wearing white heels that weren't very tall and matched them up
with a nice white purse. When I was done and I looked at myself
in the mirror, even I had forgotten how well I 'CLEANED UP' when
I tried. I thought I really looked good and Janice soon backed
that up. She told me I looked great and she started covering
my body with the perfume she had bought for me. It really smelled
like red roses and I liked the smell a lot. Finally she helped
me fix up my face and hair and then after one last look, we were
heading out the door. It was a fifteen minute drive to the
club and we got there about 90 minutes before Tom was to get
there. That was earlier then we had planned but Janice said she
would stay with me till the last second. 

I was now back to being very nervous and Janice saw it and said
we had to do something about it. She ordered us two very strong
drinks and I downed it so fast we both laughed for a good five
minutes. Then she ordered another round, then another, and still
another. I wasn't holding back because I was really scared. We
started talking about the entire situation. We were both feeling
no pain after an hour was up but we still had at least another
30 minutes or so before my date would arrive. We got a little
loud and I started telling Janice I was starting to get second
thoughts. I didn't know how loud we were talking but with the
background jukebox music playing, we were speaking a little
louder then we needed to. 

Janice started talking about Tom, about how he was looking 
forward to our blind date and how he was a fabulous catch. She
reminded me to be extra GOOD to him because he had the power
to fire her in an instant if he so desired. With hearing that
we both had to order another round. We were laughing very 
loudly and we continued to talk about the last few days and
everything that we went thru to prepare for this date. With
only 15 minutes till Tom was to arrive, Janice finally had to
say her goodbyes and good luck. I hugged her and thanked her and
really wished she could stay. But she didn't want to be around
when her boss got her. She didn't want it to seem like she was
being the chaperone or anything like that. I watched her walk
out of the bar and I sat back down and guzzled another drink
down. My hands were shaking but I was feeling no pain at all
by this point in time. I didn't know how many drinks I had
already put down, but I didn't care at this point. They were
all that were holding me together.

It was about five minutes later a guy walked up to my table and
he was very cute. He didn't look like he was 35, more like late
20's or so. He looked down at me and asked if my name was Janet.
I swallowed hard and said yes. He gave me a big smile and held
his hand out. He told me his name was Tom and asked if I was
ready to go. I had assumed we were going to stay at the bar
and talk but I got up and before I knew what was happening, we
were in his big truck and he was driving towards the center of
town. We ended up at another country western bar and Tom helped
me out of his truck and we went inside. Tom turned out to be a
lot of fun. He was so easy to talk to and within an hour we
had discussed everything about me there was to talk about.

We also continued what Janice and me had started much earlier,
we downed drink after drink. It had been so long since I had
really gotten drunk, I didn't see it creep up on me. My entire
personality was changing. I was now very loose and not even
close to having all my wits about me. I never noticed that the
conversation stayed centered on me. We never talked about Tom
at all. By 9:00pm, the live band started to play and we danced
and had a ball. The time just seemed to fly by as it got later
and later. I also got so drunk I was having problems standing.
I really enjoyed being with Tom and he looked so good. I couldn't
believe he was 35. He had to work out all the time to have such
a tight hard body. I was really falling for his looks and his
personality. 

It was around 10:00pm when the music got faster and suddenly the
lights all around the dance stage lit up. I was really dancing
as sexily as I could but I didn't know it while I was doing it.
The lights also created the perfect condition for my thin pink
dress to go completely see thru. It was easy to spot my tiny
pink undies and my ass was on complete show for all the other
cowboys sitting and watching the show. The sight of my sexy
dancing and my completely bare ass suddenly turned Tom into a
different person. Up to now he had been the perfect gentlemen,
now suddenly he was about to show me a different side that 
Janice had not even talked about.

The next song ended up being a slow song and Tom pulled me close
to his body. I could feel how tight his body was and it felt good
to be held this closely. My eyes sort of closed and I began to
actually drift off as my body just followed Tom's lead. It was
then Tom guided his hands down the back of my body and within
just seconds both of his hands were resting on my tight little
ass cheeks. With the thin dress on, he had no problem feeling
every little curve and crevice and I suddenly woke up from the
little trance I was in. I was very drunk but my first reaction
was to reach around and pull one of his hand up. I could feel
his hand hold my hand very tightly and he pressed his lips up
to my ear. Suddenly I heard him start talking to me. He told me
that Janice had put her job on the line and told him how perfect
I would be for him. If I didn't want to ruin Janice, I would
think a little harder before grabbing his hand again.

He suddenly realized how harsh this sounded and started to try
to smooth it out some. He told me how great I looked, how he
really wanted things to work out so we could be together much
more. He started to pour the hot romantic talk on and in my
drunken state, it really worked. I believed every word he said.
And because I really liked his looks and personality, my 
defenses started to leave me for good. Both his hands were back
on my ass cheeks and he continued to guide me around the dance
floor. He quickly guided both my hands around his neck and this
pulled my short little skirt even up higher. At times, the very
bottom of my ass cheek would pop into view. And of course because
I had on thong undies, it made it look like I had no undies on
at all. Many young cowboys in the club now had their eyes glued
on my body. I didn't know how much of a show I was really putting
on for them.

The song lasted another couple minutes and Tom never stopped
feeling me up or whispering sweet NOTHINGS into my ear. I could
never imagine the things he said to me working, but because I
was so drunk, and because he really was a hunk, I believed them
with all my heart and soul. I was led back to our booth and after
drinking another full drink, Tom started making out with me. It
really got me hot and bothered. His hands soon started to roam
and I could feel his hand start to slide up my thigh high hose
and just like on the dance floor, one of my hands intercepted
his hand. It was now just at the bottom of my short skirt and
about to slide it's way up under the hem. Again I felt a really
tight grip on my hand. And right after that his lips were at
my ear. Suddenly I was being treated like a little kid. I heard
him tell me not to ever stop or move his hand again. If I did
he would leave and I'd never see him again. And it would be just
as bad for my boss Janice, she'd incur his wrath also. Just
the mention of her name made me remember what she told me, be
nice to TOM as he could get me fired.

I knew I owed Janice for all she had done for me, so just like
on the dance floor, suddenly my hand pulled away and I put both
my arms around Tom's neck. This was exactly the response he was
hoping for. He started to kiss me and again told me how cute I
was and how he was hoping we'd really become an item. He told me
it all depended on me. At that very moment his hand disappeared
under my short skirt and I didn't even flinch. I had my eyes
closed and his lips found mine as his fingers finally hit
pay dirt and he softly ran the tips of his fingers up and down
the thin cloth protecting my wet pussy lips. It didn't take long
at all for my tiny undies to become totally soaked. Tom's fingers
were soon also soaked with the hot slippery liquid that covered
my entire pussy. Tom knew he had to go farther and he decided
now was a good as time and place as any.

I tried to pull my thoughts together. What was I doing here with
this guy. I couldn't get my mind to function quite right. And
then I had another drink pressed to my lips. Tom was pouring more
of the stiff drinks he had been giving me into my mouth. I didn't
have a lot of choice. I just swallowed them down as he lifted
the glass higher and higher. It was soon completely gone and I
wasn't too far behind. The alcohol from all the drinks that I
had consumed over the last 7 hours or so had completely caught up
with me. I started drinking right after 5:00 with Janice and now
it was very late and I was very drunk. I was helped up and soon
I felt myself leaning against a wall. It seemed like everything
was spinning and I felt hands on my body. I didn't realize what
was taking place. Tom was standing beside me and his hands were
under my short skirt. Slowly he slipped two fingers inside the
small waistband of my tiny thong undies. With one quick motion
the flew down around my waist and now were sitting on top of my
white high heels shoes. They didn't stay there long. Tom lifted
one shoe at a time and he picked up the thin thongs that were
soaking wet with my own wet moisture.

He guided me back to our booth and he threw my undies right on
the table like they were a trophy or something. Everyone that
walked by knew exactly what they were. They were spread out and
I had no knowledge of what they were or where they came from. I
didn't even know I was now sitting there without any undies on
at all. Tom had me pulled into his arms and was kissing and
feeling me up without any resistance from me. He leaned me back
in the booth and spread my legs apart. My tight short dress only
let them go so far apart. Tom cured this by pulling up on the
sides of my dress. It worked perfectly. My dress bunched up close
to around my hips and he could now spread my legs out really
wide. My head was on the cushion of the booth and my eyes were
closed shut. I was not passed out but I was about as close as you
could get. I heard music and background talking and people laughing
all around me. I was the show for any guys that walked by. And
everyone of them had to stop and take a double look. This wasn't
they saw every time they came here. My dark trimmed bush was all
that now guarded my pussy, and Tim’s fingers were busy pulling
my lips open and slowly rubbing my very wet and slippery crack.
It started to really feel good and my body responded with even
more hot gooey liquid flowing out and covering both me and Tom's
fingers.

As much as I now needed release, Tom's dick was really hurting
him. It had been hard for hours now without release and he knew
he again had to do something about it. He sort of left me there
on show and walked up to the bartender. After paying the guy
$40.00, he came back and got me and helped me to a small side
room that was sort of like a office. There in the corner was a
large black leather couch. It was exactly what Tom needed.
He closed the door and helped me as I stumbled over in the
direction of the couch. It took less then ten seconds for him
to pull my arms over my head and pull the tight pink dress up
over my head. I felt a sudden shiver as I was now naked in front
of a guy I just met a few hours earlier. I had on my pink 
stockings and white high heel shoes. That was it. Nothing else.
Tom laid me down on the black couch and slowly spread my legs
open. His mouth found my moist pussy lips and he slowly licked
up and down as my body reacted and he was rewarded with even
more hot gooey lotion.

My eyes were closed tight and all I knew was whatever was
happening to me, it felt GREAT! My head moved around as the
tongue found my clit and I jumped to the sudden pressure that
suddenly touched my most sensitive spot. Tom only licked me for
about half a minute. I was going crazy and he couldn't take it
anymore. He unzipped his fly and pulled out a long thick dick
that was more then ready. He pushed it right up to my tight pussy
lips then started to press it up inside me. I gasped because it
was the first dick to enter me in many years. I was already worked
up but once Tom started to slowly saw back and forth into me, my
pussy felt like it was on fire. I couldn't remember how it felt
to be fucked and Tom was bigger and wider then my Ex was so he
even filled me up that much more. I might have lasted about a
minute at the most. My legs wrapped around Tom's waist very
tightly and I started fucking him back and hard as I could. I
suddenly shook and my orgasm came rushing out of my body and all
I could do was yell at Tom not to stop. I wanted to be fucked and
I wanted to cum. My pussy flooded the couch and I was as hot and
wet as I had ever been. For Tom, it was one of the best fucks he
had ever had. I was very tight, very wet, and now I was begging
him to fuck me and not stop.

His orgasm took about another minute. I was just getting over mine
when he stiffened up and six months of sperm soon shot out of his
dick and splashed deep up inside me. I didn't understand that a
guy was pumping his baby making sperm inside me. When I left today
for our date, I had no plans of ever fucking anybody. I wasn't
protected and I had brought no type of protection with me. It
had been a couple weeks since my period and normally I would have
even made my husband wear a rubber. But here I was begging a 
guy to fuck me and not stop. Tom didn't stop, not until the last
little flow of sperm was sucked up inside my pussy. He felt great
now and so did I. We were both slowly coming down from the great
fuck that we both mutually enjoyed. My eyes never opened once and
Tom got up and left me laying right there on the couch in my
drunken stupor. He cleaned up, zipped up his pants and walked
out the door. His mission for the night had been accomplished.
He now went out and chatted with three or four cowboys playing
pool. Then he just walked out the door and jumped into his truck.
He drove out to the main highway and started driving. By tomorrow
morning he would be a good 500 miles away from here.

I wasn't quite as lucky as Tom was. I was still laying there when
the door to the room opened and in walked three young cowboys.
The thought they were hot stuff and the oldest one was barely
20. They couldn't believe the sight in front of them. I was
still spread out wide with hardly any clothes on. My dress was
on the floor and my pussy was covered in the sperm that was now
leaking out of me. One of the guys took my dress, wiped the sperm
off my pussy then laid down right on top of me. He started to
kiss me and when I didn't put up any type of fight, my second
FUCK of the night was about to take place. He wasted no time in
taking his young dick out and in one hard push he buried himself
balls deep inside of me. He started riding me and he told me to
start fucking him back. I heard the words but they didn't make
sense. Fuck him back? He used his hands to move my butt as he
fucked me. Soon I was moving in rhythm with his ass but it had
to be out of instinct. I didn't really even know I was being
fucked. The strange guy fucked me for about three minutes. That’s
all his dick could take. He fucked into me hard and buried as much
of his dick deep inside me as he could.

Again my pussy was flooded with hot gooey sperm. Again the guy
laid on top of me until his balls were completely empty. The
second he got up, his friend replaced him. I was soon being
ridden again. This time it wasn't a friendly ride. My legs were
pulled up high above my head and a very long dick started to fuck
up inside me. This dick was average in width, but it was the
longest one to ever be pushed up inside me. Of course in my life,
I only had a boyfriend then my husband. That was my entire 
knowledge of what a guys dick should look and feel like. I was
laying there with my legs high above my head pinned to the young
stud's shoulder. Then something happened that really confused me.
Something was pushed into my lips and suddenly I was forced to
suck on a small thin dick. It was the youngest of the guys, barely
18, and he was pushing his dick in and out of my very hot mouth.
It was like I was a machine, one guy was fucking deep inside of
me and hitting places no other guy had touched, and my mouth
was filled by a small dick that was picking up pace with every
quick thrust.

I don't know why it happened. I would never know if it was
because of the long dick, or because in the back of my mind I
knew I had to be taking on two guys at once. But my body started
to feel really good again. I knew this was a sign of my orgasm
building up. I could barely move yet my mind was pushing me
towards another super orgasm. It didn't take much movement after
I started to think about both my mouth and pussy being filled. I
was now so excited that I started shaking hard and my lips really
sucked down hard on the young boys dick that was fucking my lips
like it was a pussy. I don't know if he shot first or I bucked
first. But we both hit the high point at about the exact same
time. My hips raised off the couch right as the back of my
throat was covered with hot gooey cum. My orgasm felt so good it
helped cover up the nasty taste of the sperm and I sucked hard
on the dick in my mouth as it kept covering my tongue and tonsils
with white hot sperm. I was now fucking my body up hard at the
guy that was fucking me very roughly. He lasted another two minutes
as my pussy took a real beating. Finally he released a large load
of cum and called me all sorts of dirty names as he filled me
up to the brim.

Finally they had all cum at least once. They all started laughing
and yelling and soon high fives were going all around. I didn't
even move. Soon they all left and the next guy to come in didn't
want to fuck me. He had his camera with him. He closed the door
and for fifteen minutes he did things with me and took pictures
till he completely filled the memory chip up on his digital
camera. He never once fucked me but he left in a hurry with the
thing that would come back to haunt me the most, pictures of
what had happened to me tonight. I must have laid there nude on
the couch for about an hour. Nobody else came in and after the
bar closed, the bartender was the one who found me. He saw my
condition and really got worried. He was the one who let the
original guy use this room. He knew he was partially responsible
for what happened to me. He closed the door and locked it and
left me laying right there on the couch. He waited till everyone
had gone home then he unlocked the door and came back into the
room I was in. I was completely passed out. I was also a mess.
Cum was all over my face and pussy and he took about 30 minutes
cleaning up my body.

He cleaned up my dress the best he could then he slowly slipped
it over my body. He had already found my purse and a pair of
pink undies on a table out there. He put my still soaking wet
undies on my body, went around and got his car then pulled me
into the passenger seat. I was so messed up I couldn't help him
at all. He opened my wallet, found my address and drove until
he found my house. He didn't know if I was married or not. He
didn't know anything about me. He just saw a car in the driveway
and used the keys from my purse and prayed they fit the car.
He was lucky. It was my car and he opened the back doors and
slid me into the back seat. He made me as comfortable as possible
then he sat my purse at my feet and closed the door. With any
luck, he might come out of this without being fired, or worse
yet, going to jail. He was really worried as he left me there
in my car but he would never tell a soul. No matter what happened,
unless I came back with the police, it never happened. He would
be scared for a week or two and would never make that mistake
again.

For me, I slept it off in the backseat of my car. I didn't begin
to wake up till around 10:00 in the morning. The bright sun hit
me right in the face and when I woke up I had no way of knowing
where I was. I didn't remember hardly anything. Bits and pieces.
Then my head started to feel like it was going to explode. I had
a huge hangover and suddenly felt the urge to throw up. I rose up
and then realized I was in my own car. I got up, grabbed my purse
and when I took my first step, I knew something was wrong. My
legs felt wet and nasty and I hurt down below. I really started
to worry as I ran and unlocked the door and barely made it to
the restroom before I got sick. When I finally thought I wasn't
going to throw up again, I started to get out of the short pink
dress I had on. I noticed how wet my undies were and when I
slipped them down, I immediately got sick again. There in the
bottom on the small undies was all sorts of gooey creme and I
only had to get it close to my nose to know what the smell was.
It was sperm and there was a lot of it. This made me again throw
up and I shook as I tried to remember what happened to me.

I remembered being with Janice and then meeting up with her boss
Tom. But not too long after leaving the first bar with Tom, I
lost track of things that happened. I couldn't believe her boss
would rape me on the first date. I was now so worried about getting
pregnant. I was totally unprotected last night and I knew my
undies were coated in sperm. I also thought as I ran in from the
car that my mouth had that nasty taste in it too. I tried to just
think it was all the alcohol, but after seeing what was in my
undies, I knew the taste in my mouth then was that of a guys
sperm. I couldn't believe what must have happened to me last night.
And it was even worse because I couldn't remember none of it. I
didn't know it I was drunk or drugged. But to me it had to be
some form of Rape. I would have never agreed to any of it with my
own free will.

Once I got control of myself and the crying and shouting stopped,
I picked up the phone and called Janice. She was happy to 
hear from me and wanted to know what happened to me last night.
I told her I didn't know. I wanted her to help me find out what
her boss had done to me. Suddenly her voice changed to that of
a very confused person. She asked me what I was talking about.
What she said next made me drop the phone and my legs dropped
out from under me. Janice said I stood up her boss. When he got
there about five minutes late, he couldn't find me anywhere. He
asked if there was a girl with my description there and the
waitress that had waited on us earlier told him you left with
another guy. He didn't understand what was happening but he came
home and called me up. Both of us had no ideal why you wouldn't
wait for him. He was pretty upset about being stood up and I
wasn't happy either.

I didn't know how I got on the floor. The news struck me like
a slap in the face. I started trying to put things together and
then realized that whoever I was with was just pretending to
be Tom. Then I remembered the talks me and Janice had before Tom
was to show up. We must have talked about everything and some
guy overheard us. I couldn't believe it but I let a total stranger
take me out, use me, and I didn't know his name or anything about
him. Suddenly I cried harder then I had earlier. I had really
been used last night and the guy that did it knew exactly what
he was doing. I cried till I couldn't shed another tear. Then I
got mad. I decided to call the police and within 30 minutes a
unit was at my house. The more questions they asked me, the more
stupid my answers seemed. I could describe the guy but I didn't
know where we were, I didn't know what had happened, and I
had no way of knowing how I got home. The two cops really thought
I was stupid to get into a truck with a total stranger as drunk
as I must have been.

They wanted to take me to the hospital for a test and I finally
gave in. The did a few tests and took samples of the sperm that
was still up inside of me. They also took the undies that I had
thrown in the dirty clothes. I did my best to help an artist draw
the guy that I could remember, but I don't think it was a very
good likeness. For the next two days my life was miserable. I
didn't go into work and I waited to hear from the police. When
the got the results back, they really sort of stopped working on
the case. The lab came back with four different samples of DNA.
That means four different guys had probably fucked me. They
didn't tell me as much, but they were chalking this one up to
a girl getting too drunk and letting things go way too far. When
I finally found out about the four different guys, it was way too
much for me. I had to get sedatives and for a couple weeks I
was totally out of it. For all that time, my son was kept by my 
boss Janice, she really felt sorry for how I had been fooled.
We knew most the story now but we were no closer to finding out
who the guy was. Of course he was a drifter that just happened
to hear the story that Janice and myself were too loudly talking
about. He knew a good thing and grabbed it when he had the chance.
I was entirely his that night and he would brag about me for years
to come.

Of course the first of many of my problems were just about to show
their ugly faces. I quickly noticed I was late and with a quick
test, I was very lucky that it didn't show I was pregnant. I
cried for joy when I finally got my period. I had been so lucky.
It was the first break I got. But in a week, my world would be
shattered. And of all people, it was my boss Janice that would
have to tell me the bad news. She called me in her office, then
when I sat down she started to cry. Of course I couldn't hold
back and I was crying with her without even knowing why. She
had really felt bad for the way I got setup and used. Now she
called me to her computer and I turned as white as a sheet. There
on her monitor was an email sent from a concerned employee. They
saw these pictures on the internet and knew it was me as soon as
they saw them. There on the screen was five pictures of me completely
nude. I was spread out on a black couch and I had cum all over my
face and pussy. One even showed my finger pushed deep inside my
cum covered pussy. My eyes weren't open but there wasn't anyone
else in the picture either. It was impossible to tell where the
picture was taken. I now cried much louder then my boss was. She
pulled me close and told me how sorry she was. She didn't want to
show me at first but she knew that I had to be told. I had to have
her drive me home. My life was ruined in my eyes and I just
couldn't take anymore.

What had started out to be such a great time, turned into the
worse six months of my life. Every few weeks more pictures showed
up and the police had totally dropped any investigation they
might have started. I couldn't stay at work because everyone
had access to all the pictures that were taken of me. Some were
so bad I died when I found out about them. I couldn't just let
people talk about them without knowing what was out there. I
had already downloaded 40 pictures of that night once I found
out where to look. If only I had stayed married to my husband.
Life back then was so simple. I'd give anything to have that life
back. But that’s something now out of my reach. He was gone and
nobody was there to help support me and my son, or was there?


  
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