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My name is Virtuous, and this is my story. As the name implies, I've been quite a good girl my entire life. Being in my mid-thirties, I've never really dated, or had any serious relationships. The main goal of my life has been to please my family. Getting a Doctoral degree from an Ivy League school, owning my own home, keeping myself "pure" until just the right man comes along, that definitely describes me. Until just recently.

It so happens that I was doing the grocery shopping after an extremely long 10 hour day at work. Walking to my car in the back of the parking lot, unbeknownst to me, I dropped one of the bags. As I was putting the others into the trunk, I was startled when a voice boomed from behind me, "Excuse me, I believe this is yours." Scared out of my wits, I instinctively turn around and see the most extremely gorgeous man I have ever seen. He had a perfect smile, shoulder length brown hair, piercing blue eyes, seemed as tall as the Eiffel Tower, and a body to die for, not to mention a very sexy Latin accent. All I could do was stand there and stare at this handsome creature.

"Miss, I think this is yours," he says again. I shake my head and snap out of the trance. "Thank you, thank you very much. You don't find many people that would have done what you've just done. I definitely owe you one."

"Well beautiful, you do owe me, and I know the perfect way to repay me." Now I'm scared. Thoughts of him pushing me into my trunk and locking me in, taking me to some secluded spot and having his way with me instantly cross my mind. Instead, he flashes that thousand watt smile and asks me to dinner at one of the local Italian restaurants. Needless to say, it's been years since my last date, so I said sure, why not, and we made arrangements to meet there that same night around 8:00 pm.

Driving home, I'm almost giddy with excitement, and at the same time, nervous as hell. What do I wear, what are we going to talk about, what if he doesn't show up, do I order a full meal, or be ladylike and just order a salad?? I changed my mind a million times, I'm going, I'm not going. Shit, why did I agree to do this!!

Making it home, quickly putting the groceries up, I rush upstairs and stand in front of my closet. Paint suit or dress, long skirt or short mini, cover up completely, or show a lot of skin. God, I don't know what Anadolu Yakası Escort to wear. I get so desperate, I call one of my girlfriends to come over and help me. After she laughed her ass off (she didn't believe how I met this guy, let alone that I had a date), she came over and picked out my outfit top to bottom.

We decided on a short sleeve red top, cut low to show some cleavage, and a knee length black skirt, with a slit up the left thigh, shoes were high heel sandals, with a wrap around tie. I took my shower while my girlfriend hung around to help me put everything together. After my shower, I notice my friend has laid out some interesting things for me. First, there's a red matching bra