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Life After the Divorce: The Next Chapter
Date: 7/11/2016, Categories: Interracial, Author: Soccermom, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories
After my night with Tyler, there was an awakening within me. For so long I suppressed my sexual feelings but that was something I could not nor did I want to do anymore. That night with Tyler was amazing, and the nights to follow with him were just as amazing. Over time however, Tyler began to pull away, and I saw less and less of him. To be honest, this was fine with me, I enjoyed sex with him and cherished our nights together, but I too, did not want to become exclusive with him. Quite frankly, I wanted to enjoy as much sex as I could with others. Like I said, this soccer Mom had had her sexual needs awakened. For too many years I was tied down to one man and I wanted that to change. I wanted to experience as many new sexual adventures as I could. As months went by I did enjoy sharing my bed with other men and, I have to confess, a few woman as well, but I really do not think I was prepared for what happened next. The kids were going to be with their father for the weekend, and just after they left I got a call from my asshole ex-husband. When he calls it is never a good conversation and this one was no different. He went on to tell me that because of some financial setbacks he was not going to be able to pay his part of our oldest son’s senior trip. This was a trip my son was talking about for months and was so looking forward to it. After a lengthy conversation which was mostly me calling him every name in the book, he agreed that he would not say anything to our son ... yet, and we would both look into ways we could get the money for the trip. I was so upset from that discussion I decided I needed to go out tonight instead of staying home like I planned. I made a few calls to some friends to see if I could convince someone to go out for a few drinks with me. However, everyone already had plans and I was not able to secure a drinking buddy. I decided I was going to go out by myself, so I wouldn’t sit home and stew over my stupid fucking asshole of an ex. The more I thought of him the more upset I got. I went upstairs and started to look through my closet to pick out an outfit for the evening. Because we were having some unusually warm weather, I decided on a summery peach floral dress. The top was a halter which allowed me to go without a bra. Also, it was tight and short. I wore a pair of peach heels to highlight my long, toned sexy legs. After applying just a little makeup to enhance the sparking tones of my translucent green eyes, I added a pearl necklace to draw a man's attention to my ample cleavage. A final look in the mirror brought a smile to my face before I headed out: I liked what I saw. I decided to go to a fairly new club in town called the “Play Pen,” that was highly recommended by a number of people. They had a DJ most nights, and, on a few occasions, they would have live bands performing. With my main purpose being there was for drinking, not socializing, I arrived at the club plenty early. Because of the sparse crowd, I was able ...