Hi.
My name is Vanilla Jones and I really like to play around. Just today I was playing around all by myself on top of my stainless steel kitchen counter when an unexpected interruption became an educational opportunity involving a boxed pie, a pink rubber spatula and a battery-powered love machine.
And then this young man walked in and joined me.
All right, so you really had to have been there.
At the very least you can grab this e-book and let me tell you all about how it all went down, because believe you me, there is NOTHING vanilla about Vanilla Jones.
Chapter 1 – Cooking in the Kitchen with Vanilla
My name is Vanilla Jones.
Now I have been talking to you for the last couple of stories that I have told and if you have really been listening to me and not just sitting there and diddling yourself into a frothy mess, you probably remember me telling you just how hot things had got between me and my husband Jim in the bedroom department – ever since he first started bringing other people home.
He brought a friend from work home and that started things rolling. Then he brought home two hugely hung black men who nearly split me wide open. He even brought home a woman for the two of us to share, and that was absolutely mind-blowing, even though I kind of wonder if he hadn’t already had sex with her before bringing her home to meet me in the bedroom.
That is the trouble with sex games like this sort of thing. Sooner or later, after you start to live out your sexual fantasies you begin to let your imagination run wild on you. Sooner or later, the idea of Jim bringing home strangers can work the other way around – meaning that ever since Jim started bring other people into our bedroom I have been feeling so damned horny that I don’t always feel like waiting around for Jim to decide on who he is going to bring home next.
I mean sometimes a woman just wants to make up her own mind on whether or not she is going to have herself some fun with somebody else. The only problem is I haven’t quite made up my own mind about how far I should go with this line of thinking. I mean, if Jim brings someone home and says that we can sleep with them, and then I can get away with screwing somebody else without calling it cheating.
Only the unspoken truth is that I have to sit around and wait for Jim’s permission.
Do you understand what I am trying to tell you?
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