My Dark Side

Jenna had a problem. The last three mornings she had not woken up alone, but with the men that she didn't remember from the night before. When confronted with the fact that somehow she would lose control of her inhibitions and pick up strangers to violate her sexually, Jenna hatches a plan to control her dark side. Will it work, or will nothing stop her from taking what she truly wants? This 7400 word story contains graphic sex with multiple partners by a desperate woman and is for adults only.

EXCERPT

"You don't remember last night at all?" He asked, looking a little hurt. Jenna shook her head.
"My name is Michael," he said, simply. "And last night we met in the bar about a mile from here, you were alone, we flirted a bit, you seemed to really want me to come home with you." He blushed at that and continued.
"We took a cab back here and we, well, got a little intimate during the ride, as soon as we got into your bedroom we...," he trailed off when he saw the look on her face.
"Hey, if I had known you were under the influence or on something I wouldn't have done that, I mean you just wanted me and I wasn't going to tell a sexy woman that I didn't want her back. I mean, I'm a gentleman, and you looked fantastically hot, I wasn't going to say no," he said, still blushing.
"I don't blame you; I blame myself, for forgetting to lock myself in better. I knew this would happen again." Jenna truly didn't blame the man, evidently named Michael, for doing what men do when a slut wants to fuck them. She just never imagined that she would be the dirty slut.
"You tried to lock yourself up?" He asked her incredulously. "What happened, how did you get out?"
"I bought a door lock, installed it in my door and left the key outside. I forgot there was an extra key in the packaging when I put it in, I guess that my mind hadn't really forgotten about it and when I fell asleep and lost time, I must have remembered it and let myself out." Jenna saw that Michael was slowly shaking his head.
"Do you want to know what I think?" He asked her, and continued on without waiting for a reply. "I think that you didn't forget, not really, and in the back of you’re mind you wanted to get out and have some fun."
"What the Hell do you know about it?" She demanded from him.
"I know how you acted last night, and I know that if you had really wanted to be locked up you would have made triple sure that you haven't left a key in the room with you. Last night, I can honestly say, I have never been with a woman who was so confident and happy. You made me happy just to be around you. If you ask me, I think you know that inside you really are fun and sexy and you are trying to break out," Jenna cut him off. She wanted to yell but didn't have the strength to do anything more than calmly tell him he was wrong.
"Thanks for the advice, but I don't think that deep inside I am a slut who brings home men to fuck, and I think you need to leave, now," she didn't want to hear anymore. She was a good girl and no one was going to make her believe otherwise. Michael got up to leave, walking past her and to the door.
"I'm going, I'm going, but for your sake you should concentrate more on what's making you repress your feelings so much that you have to pretend to be a different person to get what you really desire."
Michael walked down the hallway and let himself out, leaving the stunned Jenna to think about what he had just said, and if he might possibly be right.