Straight Female / 45
I was going to write this and pretend it was me, but now I come to do it I find I can't be bothered.
It's an account told to me by my long time friend Val, not so long ago. It's like this, she married when she was eighteen, to an older guy, and walked down the aisle as a virgin. She says she has no regrets, and after thirty years of a reasonably happy life, when her husband passed away, after a long illness as they say, she could put her hand on her heart and swear she had never cheated on him. He was the only man she had ever had sex with.
I remember the funeral, on a Wednesday. I attended of course : it was a good turn out for him, family everywhere. Very sad.
What I now know is, about six months later, is that on the Friday night after the funeral she got dressed up and headed into the city. She said she dressed elegantly but conservatively, not at all like a tart. She went into the cocktail lounge of an upmarket hotel, one on the top floor that looks out over the bright city lights. You know what I mean.
She wasn't there long, checking out the available men, sipping on her drink, when she finally decided on one. They exchanged looks. I said what inspired him to approach her and she said she just nodded at him.
He was a forty something businessman in a suit, looked ok and was on his own. He was married,a bit quiet and well spoken, but best of all was staying in the hotel. She put her cards on the table, she was a widow looking for a nice time, no money involved, no scam , no nothing. She showed her driver's license to assure him all was on the level. If he was interested then well, she was available.
She said I couldn't believe it. An hour after entering the hotel she was in a stranger's room taking her clothes off. She said they did everything, sex and sucking I guess. He fucked her four times and she loved every second of it. Some good long ones.
Can't believe it myself, well yes I can. After thirty years of being a good wife she couldn't wait to break out and go wild. And she said she's done some other men since then.
There you go.
It's an account told to me by my long time friend Val, not so long ago. It's like this, she married when she was eighteen, to an older guy, and walked down the aisle as a virgin. She says she has no regrets, and after thirty years of a reasonably happy life, when her husband passed away, after a long illness as they say, she could put her hand on her heart and swear she had never cheated on him. He was the only man she had ever had sex with.
I remember the funeral, on a Wednesday. I attended of course : it was a good turn out for him, family everywhere. Very sad.
What I now know is, about six months later, is that on the Friday night after the funeral she got dressed up and headed into the city. She said she dressed elegantly but conservatively, not at all like a tart. She went into the cocktail lounge of an upmarket hotel, one on the top floor that looks out over the bright city lights. You know what I mean.
She wasn't there long, checking out the available men, sipping on her drink, when she finally decided on one. They exchanged looks. I said what inspired him to approach her and she said she just nodded at him.
He was a forty something businessman in a suit, looked ok and was on his own. He was married,a bit quiet and well spoken, but best of all was staying in the hotel. She put her cards on the table, she was a widow looking for a nice time, no money involved, no scam , no nothing. She showed her driver's license to assure him all was on the level. If he was interested then well, she was available.
She said I couldn't believe it. An hour after entering the hotel she was in a stranger's room taking her clothes off. She said they did everything, sex and sucking I guess. He fucked her four times and she loved every second of it. Some good long ones.
Can't believe it myself, well yes I can. After thirty years of being a good wife she couldn't wait to break out and go wild. And she said she's done some other men since then.
There you go.
