Just One of Those Days Part 3

Hello again.

My name is Amanda, I'm 33 and single, since I discovered
that Richard, my now ex boyfriend, was a nasty cheating
bastard. 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 have
piercings in my nipples, my navel and the hood of my
clitoris. These enhance sex for me, intensifying the
sensitivity of my nipples and especially my clitoris.

I've had laser treatment to completely remove my pubic
hair and 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 inherited a lot of money 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 devote
plenty of time to my favourite pastime, the pursuit of
sex.

That was what I was going to be up to this morning. I
woke to Classic FM playing on the radio, got up did some
stretches before going through to the bathroom for a
wash. I took the lube from the shelf and squirted a good
amount into my arse, working it around with first a
finger, then a small dildo I keep in the bathroom for
that purpose. I like to make sure I am well lubed, as I
love anal sex and I was almost guaranteed some that
morning. Yesterday I had had a note from someone who had
spied me having sex at the picnic area in the woods local
to my cottage. They, whoever they were wanted me to jog
there this morning to meet them and some friends for sex.
It's the sort of thing I love to do, especially as I was
to run there naked, with all the chances of being caught.