Good Girls
by HandJob Blog
My first wife,Betty,was what you’d call a nice girl—pretty,honey-blonde,
soft-spoken,dependable,reserved.Our love life wasn’t much though…not what
I’d hoped for when we got married.She seemed to have inhibitions about any
but the most “normal” sex acts,and I couldn’t get a handle on them.However,
sometimes she seemed to hesitate before saying no,and I eventually persuaded
her to tell me why.
It turned out that she’d had fantasies about doing all sorts of things,but
out of guilt she’d always envisioned them as happening to an alter ego who
she called Nita.”Nita is a bad girl”,she told me.
“Well..couldn’t you be Nita for me in bed?” I asked her.
She shook her head.”I’d still know I’m Betty”,she said.I thought about that.
The next day I bought her a dark wig,since she’d told me Nita didn’t look
...End of the part1. To be continued..