Preface: This is a fictional story. I have been working on it for sometime now. It starts out slow with the WAM aspect but it does pick up. I hope you enjoy it!

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The Beginning of my life with Stacey

My name is Drew. I was born into a wealthy family and was given my portion of inheritance when I turned 21. I went to college and graduated with Business degree. Then I bought a nice house outside of town, just far enough to stay away from the craziness of it but close enough to go to the stores without getting mixed up in the traffic. I also bought a ranch and some horses to breed and sell. I invested my money in those things that I saw real potential in, like restaurants. I was using my inheritance to my advantage.

I also have a secret fetish. I am into WAM. I have had several girlfriends who were turned off by my fetish once I told them. Certainly not something one brings up on the first date but when I did bring it up the girls just stopped seeing me. I wanted a girl who was just as into as I was, even more on some levels. I added a room onto my house that I used specifically for my fetish. I had a mud pit, and another pool I would use for other things like pie fights (when I found the right girl), and oil wrestling. I also had a place to put a dunk tank in there to use during the winter. I had a car wash shower to clean up in and it was big enough for three people. I also had a rinse off station off to the side to use before I cleaned up in the shower. I had all of my showers in my house renovated to have car wash showers installed. I would use the mud pit often for myself but I was getting really tired of being by myself. I wanted a girl I could wrestle with and we could dunk each other in the mud and just play and have a good time. WAM is not just a hobby for me, but a passion. I also had a swimming pool outdoors. I did have a dream one night that I was sitting and talking with a girl in a restaurant. Little did I know that I was about to meet her.
By the time I met her, I was 26, and it happened like this! One night I met this 23 year old girl name Stacey at a local Italian restaurant where she was a server. She was working there through college. I asked specifically to sit in her area, once I saw her. I sat down and she came right up to my table. She was amazing looking. She had dirty blonde hair that was tied in a ponytail and she had some amazing curves. Her butt fit her skirt nicely! Her breasts were just the right size and she had some very shapely legs. I was in love! I had to ask her out. She came over to my table and smiled brightly.

"Hello, my name is Stacey and I will be your server tonight. Is it just you or are you waiting for someone?"

"No it's just me." I thought I saw a little smile when I said that.

"What can I start you off with to drink?"

"Just water with lime unless you have San Pellegrino."

"We do. I will bring you a bottle. Did you need some time to look over the menu or do you know what you want?"

"I'll go ahead and order the Lasagna Bolognese."

"Excellent choice. That is one of my favorite dishes here."

"Well, I'm glad to know we have something else in common."

"'Something else in common?'"

"Yeah we live here in the same town and we both like Bolognese."

"Well, I have a feeling we might have more in common than that." That piqued my curiosity.

"Really, like what?"

She got down to my ear and whispered, "We're both American." She winked then laughed and I laughed and then she went and put in my order. She came back with bread and my Pellegrino.
"Your dinner will be out shortly. Since we are slow tonight it won't take as long."

"Okay. When do you go on break?"

"Not for another hour." I asked her "Stacey would you like to go out with me sometime?"

She said "Sorry, I do not date customers."

I said "What if I buy the restaurant?"

She said, "If you bought the restaurant, I would marry you but you would have to provide a bill of sale (LOL) and I want to graduate college in May." She had me with her long hair, (which was pulled back in a ponytail) her brilliant and bright smile and the twinkle that is in her beautiful chestnut brown eyes!

I told her "I would invite you to the meeting when I bought the restaurant chain." She went back and waited on some other customers and then she brought me my dinner. It was really excellent.

I finished and she said, "Any dessert tonight?"
"No just your phone number and the bill." She gave me one out of two requests; the bill. I paid her and left her a good tip. I left that night and we did not exchange numbers. I turned back to see her before I walked out the door and she was watching every move I made. She looked a little sad.

Friday
I went back three nights later, and sat at her table again. Same banter and she was delighted to see me. She thought I forgot about the deal. I did give her my cell phone number before I left.

Monday
I called the company that owned the restaurant and scheduled a meeting it for that Wednesday.

Wednesday
At the meeting when I was asked why I wanted to buy the restaurant chain, I said, "To marry the girl who was my server the first time I had dinner there." That proposal made the news; "Man buys restaurant to marry server from local restaurant." I bought the restaurant and then I took the bill of sale over to the store where Stacey worked. I had a new sign made for both stores saying, "New Proprietor: Owned and Operated by Patriot Enterprises." Stacey was there when I put the sign up. I also showed her the bill of sale. She said, "You were not kidding, were you?"

I smiled and said, "No, I wasn't."

Stacey called me that night after she got off from work. Her voice sounded relieved that I answered the phone. I asked her if she wanted to meet me for lunch the next day and she said yes because it was her day off. She also said that her birthday was that Saturday.

Thursday
We met at The Cheesecake Factory. I was standing outside when she walked up. She was wearing a purple top and tan shorts and sandals. I also noticed her car. It was not a bomb but it was not something she should be driving. It was an old Toyota Corrolla that was rusted in some places and needed some work done. It also sounded like it ran a little rough.

"Hello Stacey!"

"Hello Drew, how are you doing today?"

Her smile really brightened up the outdoors. "Fine now that you are here." She smiled at that comment. We went inside and were seated. She laughed when we sat down.

I said "What's so funny?"

"Well, I was just thinking. You just bought an Italian restaurant and now we are sitting here at The Cheesecake Factory."

"I thought maybe you would be tired of serving Italian food and besides they have killer cheesecake."

"So, what are you going to have or what do you suggest?"

"I am going to have my usual Caesar Salad and then a piece of Oreo Cheesecake."

"That sounds good. Do you always eat like that?"

"Yeah. Since it is only me I eat once a day, snack a lot tho."

The waitress came and took our orders. We both had waters and Caesar Salads.
"So, what's your background?" I asked

"Well, I am originally from Dallas. I lost my Dad when I was 14 years old. I have an older brother named Brian and my Mom still lives there. She remarried a truck driver named Harold. They do not have children together. He had never married until he married Mom."

The waitress brought us some bread. Shortly after that our salads came and we ate and talked. For dessert we did split a piece of Oreo Cheesecake. I watched this striking girl eat her portion of the cheesecake. At one point I wanted to so smear it in her face but I was not going to humiliate her like that in public. We talked and it ended up with her asking me if she could see me again.

I said, "Of course! When, tomorrow? I will make you breakfast!"

She said, "I would love to but I have classes tomorrow. Can we have breakfast on Saturday, it's my birthday? I am amazed that you can cook."

"I would love to cook for you on your birthday so Saturday will be fine. I have been cooking for a long time. It will be one your birthday presents from me. How old are you going to be?"

"Twenty-four."

I'm 26?"

"Cool!" She was so beautiful!

We sat there and talked for what seemed like eternity. We finished eating and I paid the bill and then I gave her directions to the house and we said good bye and I went back to the house. I went to bed thinking about this girl. I almost could not sleep because I kept thinking about her. Then it dawned on me. She was the girl in my dream I had months ago!! I could not wait for her to come over to the house that Saturday morning.

Saturday (her birthday)
On Saturday morning she came over about 8 a.m. I was up and had just got the eggs out of the refrigerator when she came up to the door. She was wearing some very cute jean shorts, sandals, and a black sleeveless top. Her long hair was hanging straight down and she wore studded earrings.

I was in shorts, polo shirt and flip-flops. I showed her inside and she immediately fell in love with the house. I told her that I just started making breakfast and if she wanted some coffee to come in the kitchen. I poured her some coffee and she took some of the white chocolate mocha creamer.

I said, "I don't use regular milk. I drink coconut milk so you can have coconut white chocolate mocha."

She laughed and said, "That actually sounds good. I love coconut anyway."

I made it for her and she just about came unglued. "That is so good, Drew! I love it!"

"Good!"

First I made biscuits. Stacey watched me as I explained why I make my own biscuits.

"Coconut oil? she asked.

"Yep! I use it instead of shortening because it is healthier, but I still use real butter. I am also going get all of my restaurants to use it. It is much better than canola (whatever that is) oil and vegetable oil. All that is good for is to wrestle in." She looked at me with a smile but did not say anything. Once they were in the oven I started on the sausage and then made us two omelets of ham, cheese, onions and jalapenos. She was impressed that I knew how to cook and that I knew my way around the kitchen. She set the table for me and I was looking at her like money from home. She has the sexiest pair of legs ever!! And they are so tan!!! It had been so long since I made breakfast for anyone but me.

She said, "You must get lonely in this big house."

"I do, but I keep busy. I have a ranch outside of town that I own horses and they are bred to sell or train." We talked about the past and how it was for her growing up. Then when her father died unexpectedly Stacey began sewing and making her own clothes and swimwear. It was really good to sit and talk with her. I was watching every move this girl made. She moved with such elegance and grace. I was drinking it in every time she moved the fork to her mouth or put the coffee cup to her beautiful lips. I was also drowning in her soft chestnut brown eyes. I was just drinking them in. We ate and then she got up and asked if I wanted some more coffee. I said yes and she went over to the pot and poured us some more coffee. I was watching her as she walked over to the counter. Her little butt was shifting and her legs, man, they are smooth and so tan. I commented on her tan.

She turned and smiled and said, "I love lying out at the pool at my apartment complex but sometimes these guys come up and start hitting on me and I ignore them. I also go to the beach when I can. I just love wearing bathing suits and bikinis! I love the feel of a one-piece against my skin and how a bikini feels on me. The fact is, I love having my skin exposed, especially out in the sun." Right then I knew this girl had something to her.

"Well, I have a pool, how about coming over to lay out at my pool?"

"You don't mind?"

"Of course not!"

She said, "I wanted to ask you but I did not want to intrude."

I said "Trust me, you would not be intruding. I would certainly welcome it and definitely would enjoy your company." We talked for a little while longer at the table and then got up and cleaned up the kitchen.

"Drew, everything was delicious."

Thanks Stacey! I am glad you enjoyed it!"

"Those biscuits are amazing! You could market those."

"Well, I think they are better if they are homemade rather than frozen and then baked."

"Yeah, you're right." She helped me clean the kitchen and it was a nice feeling to have a girl in the house. She looked like she belonged here in the house with me.

After we finished, she said, "Now what?" She was looking at me with those beautiful brown eyes as she leaned against the countertop. I wanted to just take her in my arms. I said, "You want a tour of the house?"

She said, "Yes! I would love it!" I showed her the entire house.

We went to the office and walked around the rest of the first floor.

We went to the upstairs bedrooms. "Drew, you decorated everything yourself?"

"Uh-huh. I needed furniture and so I went to Ashley Furniture and bought it."

"Nice! You have great taste!" Then we walked outside around the pool and the rest of the grounds. While walking around the pool, I wanted to push her in. We stopped and I saw in her eyes that she wanted me to push her in. Again, I could not do it, yet.

Stacey saw the Tonka F150 sitting there in the driveway.

"What is that? I saw it from the kitchen window!"

"That is my big Tonka Truck!"

"That is awesome!" she said really liking the truck. I showed her everything in the truck and even took her for a ride in it. "That was so cool, Drew!!"

"Thanks!"

"I really like that. How much was it, if you don't mind me asking?"

"It was $65,500. Since I paid cash for it they took off $7,000."

"Oh, only $58,500. Wow, that is really cool. Cash?"

"Cash! I had to go to Elkhart Indiana to get it after I bought my own Learjet." Her countenance was priceless.

"If you do not mind, just how much did you get from your family's inheritance?"

"I received $125 Million."

She turned and said, "Wow!" We walked around the grounds again and went back to the house. Then it dawned on her about what I said, "You have your own Learjet?"

"Uh-huh. It is a 35A, 2008 series. It's real nice!"

"I bet it is!" By now she was shaking her head. I heard her say, "Oh my goodness! My family is not going to believe this!"

We were coming back under the car port when she asked me what was in the locked room.

I asked her, "Do you really want to know?" She was looking at me like, I'm not sure now but she yes instead. I said, "Stacey don't think me crazy or anything but I have a mud-pit in there."

"A mud pit?"

"Uh-huh. I like taking mud baths every once in a while. I have a shower stall as well as a rinse-off station. I have another inflatable pool just to have as extra pool for oil or whatever else. And I am glad to hear you say that you like wearing bikinis and bathing suits."

Then she surprised me. "Is that why you mentioned oil wrestling earlier?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Can I see it, the mud pit, I mean."

"Sure." I opened the door and we went inside and I flipped on the lights. There in the far end of the room was the mud pit. A four foot tall inflatable pool, filled with two and a half feet of mud. Off in the back of the room was the shower stall, big enough for three. I told her it was a car-wash shower, meaning it had sprayers on three sides. She liked that. I told her that all of the showers in the house are like that and when I bought the house I had every shower renovated. Over to the side was a rinse off station with a big enough drain to hold whatever was washed off.

She was silent as she walked around it and then she said, "You know, I have always wanted to play and wrestle in the mud and take a mud bath. What is it like?"

I said, "It is an extraordinary feeling to be covered with mud. It feels amazing! Mud is great for the skin."

She looked at me and said, "Cool, very cool!"

I said, "You're not weirded out by it?"

Smiling she said "No, matter of fact, I think it would be fun to wrestle you in the mud. And I am kinda turned on by it! What kind of mud is it?"

I said, It is brown powder mixed with water that makes a lot of mud. I get it from a supply company online. It took me a while to get the right texture but I finally figured it out. We would have to wait until after we were married to wrestle in the mud. I would be very aroused seeing your body in a little bikini or whatever you would wear covered in mud and feeling your body!"

Stacey smiled and said, "Yeah we could not do it until then. But can I still come over to the pool?"

I said, "ABSOLUTELY!!"

"One question, well two questions. Do they sell jello for wrestling in and would you ever want to wrestle in pudding?"

"Yes and Yes!"

A big smile came across her face. "Great!" We left the mud room and walked back into the house.

I said, "Stacey, you want to have some fun?"

Stacey looked at me and said, "Sure, what do you have in mind? Remember we can't do the mud pit yet," she said smiling.

"I know, unfortunately. Let's go shopping."

"Shopping? A man who wants to go shopping? That's rare."

I said, "Well, if I never went shopping I would not have anything. This kind of shopping is man shopping. I noticed your car the other day at the Cheesecake Factory. Do you like it?"

"Well, it was all I could afford and its okay I guess. Although, I have always wanted a truck"

"Done, let's go."

Stacey looked at me and said, "Seriously??!"

"Uh-huh. What kind of truck?"

"F-150 of course!"

"Done, let's go." We drove her car over to a dealership.

Stacey said, "I cannot believe that you are going to buy me a truck."

I said, "That's not all we are going to buy." We stepped out onto the lot and were met by 8,000 salesmen. Not really. We looked around the lot at the trucks and Stacey spotted one that really caught her eye. It was in the showroom. It was a white with an adobe undertone F-150 King's Ranch Edition. It was fully loaded with everything, from Sirius XM Radio, to chrome everything. It really is a beautiful truck.

Stacey said the price was too much but then I asked her, "Do you want it? After all it is your birthday and this is your other present!"

"Well, yeah." She then remembered I said that breakfast would be "one of her birthday presents." We followed the salesman into the dealership and he started running the numbers. I stopped him and said that I was paying cash but we needed to know what the trade-in value of her car was. He ran the numbers and came back with the actual cost. I said I was member of USAA as well, and that changed the price even more. While he was getting all of the paperwork done we went and cleaned her car out and got it ready to trade in. We drove off the lot in her new truck and I paid, $47,500 for it. Original sticker price was $60,875.00. Stacey could not believe that I just bought her a truck. I said smiling, "Honey, this is just the beginning." I drove over to a deserted parking lot at what used to be a Circuit City and strip mall with a number of smaller buildings around it also closed. I noticed that the entire shopping center was for sale and then for some reason I jotted down the number on the sign. Anyway, I parked and then went over the truck with Stacey. I then asked her, "You ready to drive your truck?" She said yes and got behind the wheel. 'Happy birthday!"

"Thank you Drew! I don't know what to say but thanks!" This girl looked stunning sitting behind the wheel and she looked better in it than the Corolla. She asked, "Where are we going now?"

"Sam's Club, I need to get a couple of things." She drove over to Sam's Club and just like a girl after my own heart, she parked in the very back just to make room for others up front, or not to get it scratched. As we were walking up to the store, I felt a soft tender left hand take my right hand. I looked down and saw that Stacey had grabbed my hand. She stopped me and said, "Drew, thank you so much for doing that for me. No one has ever bought me anything like that before."

I looked into her eyes and she started tearing up. "Stacey, it was my pleasure." She gave me a big hug and we walked into the store. "Does this mean we are going together?"

She brushed a tear away, smiled beautifully and said, "Yes!" I felt like soaring! This girl made my day. We walked around and I picked up a couple of items like I said, peanut butter, fruit and coffee.

Stacey said, "That's it?"

I said, "Yepper!" We made our way to the check out and when I paid for my items, I did something that totally blew Stacey's mind and everyone else's mind that was behind us. I paid for my stuff and then turned to the checkout clerk and said, "I want to pay for everyone who is in this line."

The clerk looked at me as if I was crazy. "Are you serious?"

"Yes!" Another clerk recognized me from before when I did that in her lane and she confirmed that I was serious. She started ringing up the next customers and I ended up paying for about 15 different customers. Some people even moved from one line to ours when they saw what was happening. Pretty soon the manager came over and asked how I was paying for everything. I told him that it was out of my own pocket. He even asked Stacey and she confirmed what I had said by saying that I just bought her a new truck. The manager then realized that I was for real. He went to his office and called the media. A few minutes later reporters showed up and started asking me questions. "Why are you doing this? Blah, blah, blah?" I answered them very tactfully. I told them I know that things are hard for folks nowadays and I want to be a blessing to them. Well, Stacey just watched me handle the media and the adoration from her just grew. The last lady I made purchases for said, "Thank you very much. You are an angel!"

"Not really, Ma'am, but thanks!" We finished there at Sam's Club and then headed back to the house. Unfortunately Stacey had to go to work that night. I asked her when her last day at the restaurant was going to be because she was nearing graduation. She said she had not thought about it. I then turned to her and looked directly into her beautiful brown eyes and said, "Stacey, I want to tell you something." She looked up at me and I just melted looking into those soft brown velvety eyes. "First, I had a dream about you months ago." She looked at me very puzzled. "I dreamed we were sitting in the Cheesecake Factory talking and eating but I did not know your name in the dream. Last week that dream came true and today has been very fulfilling for me. Not just buying things for people at Sam's Club but spending time with you. You being here in my house from early this morning until now has been very good for me. You are good for me. I want to spend my life with you. I hope I am not moving too fast but I am falling in love with you. I want to cook you breakfast all of the time. I want to take you places and show you sights that you have only read about. I want to buy you whatever your heart desires. I want to help you fulfill your dreams as well. I have been lonely for some time now and you have brought the companionship I need back into my life. I love how you are. You're smart, you have a good sense of humor and beside all of that you're down right gorgeous, and you have great character which to me is the most important quality you have."

She looked down and with tears in her beautiful eyes she said, "You are not moving too fast for me. No one has ever said anything like that to me before. You are so different from those vultures that hang out at the pool at my apartment complex. What I saw today blew me away. You a total stranger paying for the groceries of total strangers. I stood back and watched you; every move you made, everything you did made me fall in love with you. From cooking breakfast this morning to buying up Sam's Club (we laughed), everything you did today made me realize that if I do not marry you soon, I would be making the biggest mistake of my life and I would go through life regretting it. I want to be with you too, Drew. I want to wake up beside you every morning and do more than just hold hands. I want to sleep with you and love you and enjoy you and live with you and do everything with you. I want to fulfill every fantasy you have. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You know what made me fall in love with you?"

"No, what?"

"It was the way you stood. I watched you at the stove and how you stood wherever we were and it showed comfort as well as confidence, and it made me love you." Everything this girl was feeling inside throughout the day came out. I loved hearing her voice and looking into her eyes! Then she asked, "Do you want my two week notice, boss?"

I laughed, "Just give to it the manager." She smiled and said she will. With that we held each other (I really wanted to grab her butt) and it felt good with her body pressed against me. Then it was time for her to go. I walked her to her new truck, told her to be careful and that I would see her tomorrow. I watched as she pulled off and leave and I felt a sensation that this girl is who I needed in my life. We really needed each other and we were going to be with each other. My hope was that we would be getting messy together, and maybe she had some friends who also were into WAM.