When it came to women he considered himself a bit of an expert. But no amount of expertise could prepare him for this.
On a bet he found himself transformed into a beautiful blonde bimbo, but that’s not all. In order to win he has to hold out, has to resist the urges, has to stay in the bar until closing time.
But boys are so handsome and they all seem so nice. Surely they don’t have anything dirty in mind when three of them invite this pretty blonde back to their apartment, right?
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I couldn’t decide which of the two to approach first, both of them silently calling to me, beckoning to me. As Anthony reentered the room I reached out to the tray and grabbed two shots, downing them in silence and then watching as he placed the tray down to one side and silently joined the other two guys in removing his shirt.
He had a chest that was smooth and defined, his darker skin flawless and silky. Yet another complication in my temptation.
They surrounded me on all sides, each one of them just out of reach of me. Each one of them drawing my attention for very different reasons. I knew that whatever happened next it wouldn’t be my decision or her decision. It would be our decision because we were one and the same.
Because relaxing in this body tonight just felt so goddamn right to me. I loved being the blonde bimbo to these guys, loved letting go of my mind and my expectations and letting the terms be dictated by the strong arms of a caring man.
I needed it.