She vaguely admits being experienced (+10 Lust, +20 Suspicion)

“Well, I did some wild things back then, actually,” she admitted, her cheeks flushing slightly.

“Oh? A lot different from me then,” he commented. She saw a hint of curiosity as he shifted his weight on his seat. “I’m guessing you had at least one boyfriend.”

“A few,” she said, taking a sip of her drink. Her heart was hammering in her chest as she struggled between the need to be honest with Ashton and not revealing too much about her past.

“Someone as pretty as you? I’m hardly surprised,” he replied with good humor. He then hesitated for a moment and his expression shifted, slightly concerned, before asking her: “So, umm… Why did they not work out?”

{if Love = True}’Because I did not love them like I do with you, I just wanted to have sex with them, and they felt the same with me!’{endif}{if Denial = True}’Because they never saw me as relationship material at all. Just another girl to fool around with and then leave. I was always the slut, never the girlfriend!’{endif}{if Manipulation = True}’Because they were using me for my body. And they used me time and time again until I finally learned, and started using them back. This is how the world is, Ashton. You either use people to your advantage or you’re a sucker, waiting to be played.’{endif} Is what she thought, but did not speak, the words burning inside her throat like fire.

At last, she decided to be vague.

{if Porn Star = True}”It was my job. The work that put me through college. It paid well, but it was, umm… Kinda rough? Made it hard for me to get a relationship. So the guys I’m talking about? They… Were more like hookups than actual relationships. And I kept hooking up with different guys, hoping to find one that was different.. Never happened, at least until I met you.”

Ashton looked shocked at her confession, although he tried to hide it. “Well, I’m glad to have met you then,” he said. “So… I guess you have a lot more experience than me.”

She shrugged. “The other guys, all they saw was my… My looks, and that’s it. All they saw was a sexy body.”

She didn’t say how they also looked at her once they found out her profession. How thousands of men had already jerked off to her naked body, they had seen her orgasm while getting fucked by a large cock. On one occasion, two at once. And anyone who found out about her profession soon could see nothing else about her. She was always the porn star to them, the hot girl that would fulfill all their kinky fantasies and then vanish as soon as they turned off the screen.

“If it’s any help…? The most attractive thing I see in you is actually your kindness. And your sense of humor.” Said Ashton, growing a little red around his cheeks as he fiddled with his fork. ”You make me laugh, and you make me feel at ease… On top of having a sexy body.”

She saw him blush more at his last remark, even as he tried to play it cool, and smiled a little. “Do you think my body is sexy?” She asked, and teased him slightly by playfully {if Massive melons = True}arching her back, making sure her large tits stood out. She brought her arms together, mashing her boobs between them until they threatened to pop out from her dress, and was rewarded by Ashton looking down her cleavage with a look of nervous awe before realizing and looking away, his face red. {endif}{if Squirter = True}slightly opening her legs and moving a hand down to her crotch. She didn’t dare to go any further than letting her hand rest there while she looked at him. He saw where her hand went, even covered by the table, and his face blushed redder as he realized.{endif}{if Blowjob enjoyer = True}licking her lips as she stared him in the eye, biting her lip in a smile.{endif}{if Gym bunny = True}reaching out to him and petting his cheek, before grabbing at his shirt and forcefully pulling him in for a kiss. When they parted, he looked slightly out of breath, and even redder than before.{endif}

“Yes… ?” He managed, his face now so red that it looked like he had eaten a hot pepper. She couldn’t help laughing at his reaction.

“I’m just teasing you,” she said, but deep down she also enjoyed how he looked at her… And wanted to go even further, once they were alone, and see how he would react. {endif}{if Hardcore Party Girl = True}”My time during college… It was kinda wild.” She bit her tongue for a moment, considering how far to tell him. “I went to parties, I… I drank a lot. And I hooked up.”

“Ah.” There was a moment of awkward silence from Ashton, before he **** a little chuckle. “Sounds like your college days were much more exciting than mine!”

“It was fun,” she admitted. “But also a little reckless, and in the end… It wasn’t fulfilling. Not like what we have now.”

She looked nervously at him, having just admitted to being a bit of a slut in her college days… And although he seemed surprised, he quickly rallied with his cheerful demeanor.

“That’s so sweet of you to say,” he replied, smiling at her. “I… I’ve had very different experiences, but I am happy to have finally met you. Those days are behind you, right?”

She nodded at him, and he reached closer for a quick kiss, his warm lips meeting hers. And she enjoyed the kiss, without mentioning to him afterwards that she also had done ****. And slept with multiple guys at once, or shared them with her friend at the time. Getting high, doing small orgies and pushing her own limits, trying kinky stuff that turned her on, the nastier the better... And as much as it was risky and hard on her body, she still looked back at those days with fondness. And remembering them aroused her a bi, almost as if tempting her to slip back into them... Still, what he said was true. It was all in the past now. {endif}{if Hotwife = True}”Well, I was actually married for a while, back in college.”

“Wait, really?” His eyebrows shot up in surprise, even as he gave her a friendly smile. “Wow, you married pretty young then, huh?”

“Right before starting college, actually,” she admitted. “I was married to him for five years.”

“Ah. Were you two childhood sweethearts or something?” He asked.

“Something like that…” She replied.

“And, uh… Why didn’t it work?” He seemed to panic slightly after asking the question, because he quickly added, “if you don’t mind me asking, that is! You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.”

She almost took him on that offer… But the truth had to come out eventually. She wouldn’t tell him everything, but…

“Honestly? He started seeing me less as a person and more as a hot girl to fulfill his kinks. We, umm… We had a lot of kinky sex. I was into it at first, but then he started taking me for granted. That was the end of that.”

“Oh.” And Ashton went red in the face as he fidgeted with his glass. “That's awful. Sorry! I shouldn’t have asked. That was… That was inappropriate of me.”

“It’s a personal thing,” said Hannah, her voice low. “But I’m trusting you with this.”

“Thanks!” He nodded emphatically. “I… I want to make sure I don’t screw things up with you. I will always see you as a person first!”

She glanced back at him, looking so nervous and red. But was there excitement too, under his breath, when she told him this new information?

“A little kinkiness is good,” she clarified, a small smile at the edge of her lips.

“Ah. Right,” he replied, trying to play it cool even as his cheeks reddened even more.

How would he feel, if she told him that she had cheated on her husband, multiple times with different guys? Would he understand too? Would he be aroused? Disgusted? She did not dare speak it out loud, but memories of steamy nights with her husband and another man floated in her mind, making her aroused despite herself.{endif}

“Does it bother you?” Hannah asked. “About my past?”

“I…” Ashton paused, his eyes glancing this way and that. He thought for a moment before answering. “I was surprised, that’s all. And… I don’t mind if you’re not a virgin or whatever. That’s silly. I… I’m just a little nervous that you have so much more experience than me, and I… I hope that we can still… Make each other happy. You know?”

He looked at her with a worried expression, brows furrowed and lips pursed tight. Hannah reached a hand and wrapped her fingers around his hand, squeezing it gently. “Hey… Don’t worry about that, alright?”

He nodded back. “Alright.” At least his worried expression softened, and a small smile formed as he squeezed her hand back.

Ashton opened his mouth, and then closed it, and looked slightly out of place for a moment, clearly uncomfortable and unsure how to continue the conversation. She took the initiative to change the subject.

“So… How hard was your major? You said you were studying all the time, was it that hard?”

“What?” He focused his eyes back on her and took a moment to process her question before shifting gears as he replied. “Oh, maybe a little. But I was mostly just paranoid. Y’know… Trying to give the professors a good impression so I would get hired. Which, to my credit, seemed to work.” He shrugged.

The conversation quickly moved onto another topic, and Ashton lost his embarrassed reticence, talking to her as before. She only hoped he wasn’t secretly upset at her for what she had told him.