Her sexual annoyance had almost completely vanished after her night with James. A woman of her age might experience it after spending the night with a young person of about twenty. She continued to routinely masturbate, but the desire to go out and have sex seemed to have subsided.
That is, until Luna asked her to go out on the weekend again three weeks later. She didn't have to give it much thought. It had been a while, so even while she wasn't drooling over the prospect, she might accept the offer if it came her way.
Recently, she and Ian had been getting along well. She was more certain than ever that she had made the proper choice, even though they were still polite to one another.
She was unable to take him back. She was deeply saddened by what he did, and she didn't believe she would ever be able to forgive him. She could never again put her trust in him. But she no longer despised him. And his actions had made her take a hard look at her life and herself. In addition, she had gone through so much in the weeks following their breakup that she was certain she would never have done any of it if she hadn't been forced to.
Recently, she had a couple encounters with her son. He had talked about his wife's newfound freedom with her throughout their stay.
When he, like his sister, started to talk to her about using protection, it was first awkward but he recognized that she was navigating her new life and that she had pledged to be careful.
During her most recent shower, she had noticed that her pubic hair had started to come back and was becoming extremely stubbly. She returned from the store after making a second trip and brought another hair removal product.
A half-hour later, she grinned at her flawlessly smooth pussy while admiring herself in the bedroom's full-length mirror. She shivered as tiny electrical shocks flew through her body as she gently brushed her fingertips over the skin's smooth, delicate surface.
She became aware of how aroused she was and pondered if perhaps sex was still necessary.
As she put on her clothes on Saturday, she realized that she was already a little damp. She also noted that her clit had begun to protrude from its hood and was firm. She stared in the mirror at herself. Sally, I believe you need to find a partner. She nodded and grinned at herself in the mirror.
She turned from her chamber and muttered to herself, "Mothers, lock up your sons."
They went about their regular business and met at the eatery.
They had a beautiful supper and talked the entire time about everything from the status of the world to the guys who were checking them out at the table. After eating, they went to their go-to pub, which has since become their favorite.
Her eyes swept the room as they waited to be seated. She was frantically trying to find out if her son was home. She didn't want to see him or answer her daughter's subsequent phone. When Luna saw, she pulled on her arm.
Ignore Daniel. He is present if he is here. We are here to have fun, so don't worry about him.
"Luna grinned sarcastically and said.
additionally, to find a partner
She returned her friend's smile. There were numerous bot guys in the room as she looked around while she was rigged.
They were noticed after they had two beers. They either didn't seem to be what the boys were seeking for or they all appeared to be in relationships.
The following bar didn't offer much relief. Amelia had reached her limit after a few more drinks and was about to inform Luna that she wanted to end the night when two young men approached and asked if they could buy them a drink.
Before she had a chance to respond, Luna had already agreed, and while they were away obtaining their beverages, Luna had expressed her want to leave.
Come on, now. Amelia, give these two a chance. What do we stand to lose?
She gave her a rolling eye.
Oh, hurry up, Luna They hardly ever run out of shorts. Amelia cried out.
They were, too. They appeared to be barely old enough to legally consume alcohol. Although she didn't feel well about it, Luna convinced her to give them a chance. When they came back, she grinned and took her drink.
Both Kevin and Steve were local college students, age 19 each. Both were pretty attractive. Steve, who had been standing next to Amelia, appeared to be in his mid-fifties, had short brown hair, and appeared to be in good physical shape. As requested by Luna, she let her guard down and chose to give them a chance.
She eventually warmed up to Steve, and a short while later they were dancing together on the tiny dance floor. Although he was young, he appeared to be rather mature. They stood with Luna and Kevin after leaving the dance floor. As they walked away from the dance floor, Steve put his arm around her waist, and she allowed herself to be drawn in as she observed Luna and Kevin getting to know one another more.
A moment later, she felt Steve's hand glide down her rear, lift her dress, and stroke his fingers up her legs as he did so. She whirled around, backed away, and fixed her gaze on him.
"What on earth do you think you are doing?" It was her.
He smiled as he glanced at her.
Come on, now. Do not claim to be timid. We each understand why you came out tonight. You desire to get fucked.
She gave him a glare.
"Amelia, admit it. Let's be honest. You have to accept anything you can get at your age.
She was alarmed and indignant. She fixed her gaze on Luna, who had stopped kissing Kevin and was now looking at her. To Luna, she turned.
"I apologize, Luna. But I'm through. I'm not taking that away from someone like him.
Steve persevered.
"Fuck's sake, man. What's the matter with you? You came here to get fucked, and Kevin and I want to fuck you both, so let's not waste any more time.
She was furious. Although she knew she couldn't or didn't have the bottle, she desperately wanted to slap his face. After turning around, she left the bar.
She shook as the cool night air touched her because she was so furious with both herself and him. "What are you contemplating? Given your age! She pondered.
A hand on her shoulder forced her out of her thoughts.
She instantly turned around, expecting to see Steve, and was happy to find Luna instead.
"Hey. Are you alright? It was her.
She gave a headshake. Not at all. She also struggled to hold back tears since she was so ashamed and irate. Luna gave her a bear hug and urged her not to worry about two scumbags like them. Amelia expressed her regret for ruining their evening as they made their way to the taxi stand. Luna advised her not to be so foolish and assured her that nothing had been ruined.
"I had a terrific time with you last night. Now proceed; I'll drive you home.
At their house, they exited the taxi, and Amelia unlocked the door. They waited for it to boil while standing in the kitchen after she turned on the kettle. Amelia leaned her head against her friend's shoulder as Luna grabbed her by the waist with her hands.
Hello, Luna. Why did I think that? This is something I cannot do. It isn't me.
While holding her, Luna stroked her hair.
"Rubbish. You can, of course. Okay, perhaps we should pick and choose the men we chat to more carefully. However, I won't allow you to revert to your previous state of being a fearful and depressed lady.
She grinned at her while raising her face. Their smooches nearly touched.
Their lips were quite close. Before she knew it, Amelia and Luna were kissing as she peered into Luna's eyes. She needed a few seconds to process what had occurred. When Amelia did, Luna grabbed her in her arms and cuddled her while her tongue brushed over her lips.
She resisted for a few more seconds before parting her lips and allowing Luna's tongue to enter her mouth while heaving a sigh. She pushed her body against hers as they continued kissing as she felt herself being dragged backwards till her bum rested against the counter.
When they finally paused for air, they looked at one another.
Their eyes were fixed on one another as they each inhaled deeply. For a few period, neither of them talked. When she started to speak, Luna gave her another kiss to silence her.