On the day my divorce was final, I went on the prowl. I was excited when I found a much younger man who wanted me. It was wonderful and sexy and sweet, and I couldn’t believe how good it was. And then suddenly, without warning, my young stud was in the wrong hole, and I couldn’t believe what I’d gotten myself into!
Warning: This ebook contains very explicit descriptions of first anal sex and includes rough sex and cougar sex. Only mature adults who won’t find that offensive should read this story.
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If you’d asked me an hour or two before, I probably would have said that I’d be angry as hell, but I wasn’t. Instead, I realized that I had no fucking idea at all who the guy behind me was. I was attending classes at the local university, part of my get-over-my-lying-cheating-prick-of-a-husband plan. I hadn’t been fucked in eleven months, and I had woken up to a voicemail from my lawyer that my divorce was final. As I walked across campus, I saw the boy. He was tall and muscular, and just a little bit geeky, and he reminded me of the boy I didn’t choose back in college because instead I chose Terrence.
He noticed me staring and smiled, and I actually blushed like was eighteen again. He came over and asked my name. I told him and he gave me his, Richard. He asked if I wanted coffee, and because I was free and single and feeling like I was young again, I told him I wanted to put something else in my mouth, and if he wanted to follow me as I drove home, I could make him coffee afterward if he really wanted it. His eyes lit up, and I swear to God he had a hard time walking as we made our way to the parking lot. I waited by my car while he pulled his around and I thought about how powerful and how desirable I felt. Hell, I’d just come on to a boy much younger than me, and he’d reacted with as much eagerness as he might have if I’d been a sorority girl! I was turned on and excited and even grateful. He followed me home, and he didn’t make it two steps into the door before I was on him, kissing him and trying to work my hand into his pants.
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