The Adventures of Lexi

Editor's note: So I decided to make this story moderated. In part because I feel I've run out of steam on some of the branches, and would like to focus on just a couple of them, specifically Mistress Demonique and Madam Bella. The vibe and kinks of the various branches are pretty obvious, so if they're things you'd enjoy writing, go for it. If I like it I'll approve it.

Also open to more responses to Lexi's dating app profile, so if you have something in mind to make Lexi's life less boring, give it a shot!

Entering her home after a long day at the office, Lexi kicks off her heels and heads to the kitchen, pouring herself a glass of wine, to help unwind after yet another day at the office. Sipping her wine, she sighs as she looks out the window at the city. It's not a bad job by any stretch, just boring. But it's a paycheck. Her life hasn't been bad, just kind of dull. Her now ex-boyfriend wasn't a bad guy at all either, he didn't mistreat her, was affectionate, considerate, romantic, he was even pretty darn good in bed. It was just, well, boring. Life had become routine for Lexi, and she was tired of it. So she ended things with him, she needed more, something thrilling, something exciting, intense.

She considers her options. She's an attractive woman, mid-20s, blonde hair cut in a chin length bob, bright blue eyes, fit and tan, 5'6" with long legs. And the boob job she got herself last year increased her modest B-cups to a delightful D-cup. It would be a fairly trivial thing for her to find a casual hook up, or whatever. But that would just be plain old sex with someone new. No, that wouldn't do anything to get her out of this rut that her life had become, she needed more, she needed to take a walk on the wild side, maybe something dark, risky, a little dangerous even? She didn't know. What she did know was that she needed a change.

As she looks out the window, out at the city, the building across from her, a smirk appears on her face, she quickly strips down to her underwear, getting a little thrill at the thought of a potential peeping tom getting a show. Going further, she relieves herself of her bra and panties as well, leaving her totally naked. It's not much, but it's something. Leaving her clothes in the kitchen, she goes to the living room and takes out her phone. A couple of her friends had recommended a dating app, and not having any other ideas other than performing for her imagined peeping tom, she downloads it onto her phone and starts filling out the profile.

_Newly single and in need of some excitement. I'm not sure what I want, just that I need something new. Anybody care to take me for an adventure? _She writes on her description, and perhaps because of her mood, the wine, or both, without bothering to put any clothes on, she takes a few selfies in some fairly provocative poses and posts them. That should get people's attention, she thinks to herself, smiling, not really considering her modesty at all, or who might see what she'd posted up. With that, she puts her phone away and fixes herself some dinner.

After she eats and gets things cleaned up, she decides to check her phone, to what if any responses she'd gotten. To her delight, she's received several. But which to respond to?