Hey! My name is Liz and I'm in my thirties. I have a petite curvy body with a cute butt, small round tits, and long blonde hair that I usually wear down or in a ponytail. Right now, I'm lying on my bed, spreading my legs as I slide my finger into my wet pussy. My nipples are hard from the excitement and it feels so good!
I grew up in a small town and always wanted to travel and see the world. So when I turned 18, I packed my bags and moved to the city where I've been ever since. I started working at a local coffee shop and eventually became a barista. The job was perfect for me because it allowed me to meet new people every day and learn about their lives.
One day, while making drinks behind the counter, this really cute guy walked up to order his usual latte. We chatted for a few minutes, he asked for my number, and soon enough we were dating. He was everything I had ever wanted in a partner - smart, funny, and adventurous. We traveled together, tried new foods, and even moved into an apartment together.
But about a year ago, things started to change. He became more distant and didn't seem to care as much about our relationship anymore. I could tell something was wrong, but he wouldn't talk about it with me. Finally, one night after a long fight, he admitted that he had been struggling with depression for years and couldn't keep hiding it from me anymore.
We went to therapy together and worked on building our relationship back up again. But I eventually realized that we were better off as friends than lovers. We still talk every day and even travel together sometimes, but we both know that we aren't meant to be together romantically.
I'm still living in the city, working at a different coffee shop now. I love meeting new people and hearing their stories, even if they're just customers looking for a good cup of coffee. I don't regret anything that has happened in my life so far because it's all led me to this moment - lying on my bed, enjoying my own company and exploring my body with my fingers.