1. A Widow Rediscovers What Life Is About


    Date: 11/6/2017, Categories: Mature, Author: mrotis, Source: LushStories

    in for Stephen? Or, do you really just want some male attention. More bluntly, do you just want to get laid?” Rachel knew that her growing silence was damning. She did not want to admit it, but after ten years of celibacy, she wanted to be fucked. She spent endless nights fantasizing about various men, various sex acts and even various cock shapes. She knew exactly how her clitoris would react to every form of stimulation she could provide to herself, so much so that masturbation no longer provided any thrill. All of this flashed through her mind as she slowly attempted to fashion an answer to Karen’s question. “Well,” Rachel said slowly, “Of course I want to have a partner someday. Who wouldn’t? I certainly do not want to grow old all alone. I will always have Sam, and I will always have friends, especially you and Bob. However, I hate to admit it … what I really need is some sex. But how do I get it? Am I final ready? It’s been such a long time. I have no confidence. No guy would want to be seen with an old hag like me.” Karen quietly replied: “You aren’t an old hag; you are an attractive, sexy, mature woman, or at least you could be if you wanted to be. Listen, I built a pretty damn good career helping people solve personal challenges. Let me think about this and I’ll call you on Wednesday. I got some ideas … As she was walking home from their lunch, Karen admitted that her friend was bordering on ‘old hag’ territory. When they two couples had met fifteen years earlier, ...
    Rachel was a real beauty; she had a lovely face, bordered by shoulder-length brown hair. She dressed stylishly, and some of her outfits were much more revealing than what Karen would have worn… and Karen was no prude. When the two couples went out to dinner, Karen used to kid Bob about whether Rachel’s tits would be on display that evening. And when they took the boys on a beach holiday, Karen wondered how Rachel had the nerve to wear such a tiny bikini, especially one that left a large portion of her shapely ass exposed. At parties, Rachel loved to flirt; her hand was often touching a guy’s arm and sometimes his thigh during a conversation. The guys all liked Rachel’s goodnight kisses. Karen knew that Bob often stared at Rachel from afar and probably lusted after her, although this was never discussed. What Karen did not wish to admit was that she often wondered what it would be like to go to bed with a woman, especially if that woman was her best friend. She also wondered if Rachel ever cheated on Stephen. Now, ten years later, nearly everything about Rachel screamed ‘old maid.’ Her hair had turned a dingy grey, and she wore it long and stringy as if she had not had a decent haircut in years. She dressed in oversized blouses and jumpers and wore wide-legged, elasticized-waist trousers. Hillary Clinton resembled a sex goddess compared with Rachel. Yet, although it was impossible to tell by the way Rachel dressed, Karen wondered whether Rachel’s body had changed much with age. ...
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