By day, Prudence Sugarbaker was the typical efficient secretary, from her light brown hair coiled tightly in a no-nonsense bun on top of her head right down to her sensible low heeled pumps…but by night, Miss Prudence became a different woman with the help of an adult personals website!
Until last summer, Prudence Sugarbaker had led a very sheltered life for all of her 37 years. She had never dated much, never married, never went in for parties or carousing with a group of rowdy friends and taking in the singles scene at the local bars. She didn’t smoke, either plain tobacco or otherwise, found the taste and smell of liquor not to her liking, and didn’t approve of recreational drugs or recreational sex. But, late last summer, when the temperatures were high and the nights seem to go on forever, something happened. One night, lying in bed alone after a boring evening of watching reruns on television, Prudence felt the first ripple of discontent. At first, it was just a small thing. Nothing major, no earth shattering epiphany; just a slight feeling of dissatisfaction with her life in general.
She resolutely put such traitorous thoughts aside and went to sleep. She was perfectly content with her life, uneventful though it may be. It must be the heat that was causing her to have these strange feelings, she decided. However, the next evening, Prudence again felt strangely restless and couldn’t settle to her favorite pastime of needlework, watching television or even reading the new murder mystery she had gotten from the library.
The thought came unbidden into her mind: Is this it? Is this all there was? Just the same old routine day after day of work, a lonely dinner of take out and a couple of hours either knitting or watching TV being before going to bed with a book? Was this all there was to be in her life, ever?
Prudence felt a jolt of enlightenment as the realisation came to her that she wasn’t living, she was merely existing. Right then and there, Miss Prudence Sugarbaker decided to make some changes. She thought about it a lot during the next few days as she went about her tasks as an executive secretary in the same dry-as-a-stick, prim and proper way she always did. Strictly business, that was Miss Sugarbaker. Everyone in the company knew that! It wouldn’t do to advertise any lifestyle changes she made at her place of employment, Prudence decided. She needed to maintain her facade as the consummate professional during working hours. But after hours….now that was going to be a different matter.
Prudence went home that evening and hurried through her Chinese take out dinner, then got online and did a search for adult personals. Soon she had found a great website that seemed to have something to offer any adult looking for a good time with another willing adult. She browsed through the listings of men looking for women and found scads of attractive males that she believed would suit her intentions quite nicely.
The adult personals allowed her to read profiles of members, email them, watch videos or look at photos, even have a live video chat if that was in order.
But, wait! Prudence froze just before clicking to have a live video chat with a handsome, sexy guy she had just “met” in the adult personals. She would have to alter her appearance! She couldn’t hook up with anybody from the adult personals looking like an old maid schoolteacher. Nor did she want to risk being recognised by anyone she came in contact with in a professional capacity. She needed a disguise. The next day was Saturday and Prudence went out and bought a platinum blonde wig, new makeup and some really hot outfits that showed her neat figure to perfection. She even sprung for a Victoria’s Secret Wonderbra and was gratified to see that it did, in fact, work wonders for her bosom.
That evening, Prudence once again got on the website with the adult personals, after donning the sexy wig and clothes, plus making up her face. What a difference these things made, she marveled. No way would anybody who came in contact with her at work recognize her in this new look.
Prudence worked fast and made a date for that very night with a good looking man from the adult personals website. She knew to meet him in a public place and not to do anything that might not be safe. Still, her instincts were usually spot on and she felt sure he was a nice guy, just looking for some company the same as herself.
She met the man, whose name was Dave, at a local bistro and they sipped lattés and chatted, skirting around the subject each really wanted to talk about: sex.
Finally, Dave leaned forward and said in a low voice, “Are you horny?”
Prudence felt herself blushing furiously. But the plain, unvarnished truth was that yes, she was extremely horny! She had had a few sexual encounters back in college with gauche, inexperienced young men who rushed through the whole act with no thought whatsoever to her pleasure. The experiences had been less than satisfactory to her and she had never repeated them. But, it had now dawned on her that time was wasting and she needed to enjoy an active sex life instead of living like a nun.
“Yes,” she told Dave. “ I am very horny. What are you going to do about it?”
“Let’s go to my place,” Dave said. “And I’ll show you.”
So, Prudence went with Dave to his apartment and he did, indeed, show her just exactly what he could do about her condition. After she and Dave had sex for the third time that evening, Prudence was sore from the unaccustomed activity, but no longer horny.
She continued to get online and find men to date through the adult personals. Dave was only the first in a long line of lovers. So far, Prudence had been out with a wide variety of men from all walks of life, nationalities and physical features. She enjoyed them all. Some more than others, of course. But she only had sex with men that she found sexy and uniquely attractive in his own way, otherwise she went home alone.
That first encounter with Dave had been six months ago and now she was an old hand at meeting men in the adult personals and hooking up for some hot sex. Alan, the man she was meeting tonight, had seemed especially sexy and promising. She was eager to see if he lived up to his attitude. Once Alan arrived at the restaurant where they had agreed to meet, it didn’t take Prudence long to decide that he would be a fantastic lover. They didn’t linger long over their meal and went to his apartment. Prudence had a strict rule: no men in her own house. She wanted to maintain her spinster-like appearance in her quiet little neighbourhood.
Reaching Alan’s apartment, they wasted no time in getting naked and hitting the sheets in his big king sized bed. Prudence purred with pleasure as Alan explored her body, lingering over her breasts and erect nipples. Soon, he had entered her and was stroking away with sure, effective thrusts that quickly brought her to the peak of pleasure. They repeated this performance, with a few interesting and stimulating variations, throughout the night.
The next morning, back at home, Prudence dressed in one of her usual drab business suits, twisted her hair up in its customary bun and donned the thick glasses she wore at work. She could wear contacts as she did when she wasn’t working, but felt that the glasses added to her disguise as the dull and drab Miss Sugarbaker.
“Did you have a good weekend, Miss Sugarbaker?” one of her coworkers asked.
“Oh, I suppose so,” Prudence replied. “Just the usual. Nothing exciting.” She continued walking sedately to her office, smiling to herself. If they only knew about the secret life of Miss Prudence Sugarbaker thanks to the adult personals!
