Acceptance

You quickly run back up to your room to change, leaving wet footprints in the carpets. Turning into your room your swimsuit is already half off, causing your massive breasts to bounce wildly.

Your mind is still a jumble of thoughts and emotions, but one thing is clear, you definitely like the Confident Tommy Cleft. The fact that you were the cause of said confidence fills you with an almost overwhelming happiness.

You rumage through your draws looking for something to wear. You don’t feel like teasing anyone, but at the same time…

You settle on a white button down shirt, and a pair of black slacks. Tight, but not scandalous. You run a brush through your hair. Then squirt some perfume on.

As you go back down stairs you can’t believe how giddy you are.

You knock on the Cleft’s door, and Mrs. Cleft answers, “Ah, Joy. You’re early. I like punctuality. And this is good, I want to speak to you about a couple issues.” He voice isn’t as warm as earlier, and your nervousness picks up again. She notices your expression, and pats you on the shoulder. “Sorry, that came out wrong. My husband is talking to Tommy at the moment. So I’ll talk to you.”

“Okay, Mrs Cleft.” You say, warily.

“Relax. Into the kitchen with you. I’m fixing Tommy’s favorite. You should probably know what it is.”

“Yes, I’d love to know.” You say preceding Mrs. Cleft into the kitchen. The smell is overwhelmingly good as you step into the kitchen. “Wow, that smells good Mrs…”

“Please, call me Sara.” She says, rubbing your shoulder. “Now, firstly. I know you are an exhibitionist. I know you get off on showing yourself to guys.”

“Yes, but I can change…” You say in a slightly pleading tone.

Sara shakes her head, smiling warmly.“No. No you can’t. You shouldn’t either. It’s who you are. However you aren’t a slut. I want to consent to you and Tommy, but I need to know if you can be faithful to him. Look but no touching from other men.”

Your ears perk up when she says men, but not women. “I’ve never cheated on a guy before Mrs…uh…Sara. And I never will. I swear.” Which is true. The very idea of cheating turns your stomach.

“I believe you. What I’d like for him is a wife that will love him for who he is.”

“I do love…” You blink, you had finally admitted it out loud.

Sara chuckles at your pause, “First time saying it aloud, right?”

You nod, “I keep thinking I should be feeling weird saying it…but I don’t. In fact…it feels kind of, well, good. I love Tommy. I love him. Tommy is my love.” You feel giddy saying it. The words make you feel warm inside. Your heart flutters, your knees shake.

Sara, tears in her eyes, draws you into a hug. “Welcome to the family Joy.” She says, kissing you on the forehead as you feel tears streak down your cheek. Tommy appears in the door, and you break the hug and move to Tommy, somewhat tentatively. When Tommy smiles and opens his arms you melt into his hug.