Well where to begin... I guess I should say who I am. My name is Alex and I’m just a normal ‘stay at home mum’ with 2 children, a boy of 10 and a girl of 6. I’m 38 with blonde hair just past my shoulders, plenty of curves, and my boobs are still perky which I am very pleased about, and so is my boyfriend Sam.
I guess this story is about how we met because it is anything from conventional how we did meet. I guess that I should start at the beginning since that might be easier.
I suppose my story started about a year ago. I was married to someone I thought I would spend the rest of my life with. I met Chris at school and we were teenage sweethearts, but that changed about 18 months ago. Chris had to take a pay cut at work or lose it completely which put a lot of pressure on us as a family and of course financially too. The combination of those made him not the nicest person to be around but I thought it would all get better soon. Maybe, looking back, I think that this was stupid and what an idiot I was but at the time I still loved him and I thought I was going to be married to him forever.
Well things didn’t improve and money was getting more and more of a problem. I met my friend Cat for coffee one morning; she is the opposite of me since she is not married and very much her own woman. But we have known each other since school and we clicked from the minute we met and stayed friends ever since then. I’m not sure how the subject came up but I found myself unloading everything to her. I was a bit shocked at what she then said,“Why don’t you do what I am doing?”
I looked confused and said, “And what would that be exactly?"
She looked down sheepishly and said, “Well I... go out with guys for dinner or to the theatre and get paid to be company for them.”
I said, “You mean you are an escort?” The thought of this shocked me but at the same time it didn’t surprise me.
She went on. “Well I guess you could call it that and I don’t have sex with them. Well not all of them, and that is my choice. I will give you the email address of the website of where you can place an ad so just have a look.”
As I was driving home I couldn’t get the thought of what she had told me out of my head and I thought, “Would having dinner or going to the theatre be that bad?”
I got home and straight away checked the site out and from what I could see they were just normal women like me which made me feel a bit better. I was expecting... well, I’m not sure what I was expecting to be honest. They seemed to be women just like me.
I looked at some profiles and thought what the hell. I clicked ‘sign up’ and started to fill in the details. I was completely honest and put that I was curvy and had kids. I left out the married bit though; I wasn’t sure if I should put that I was. I found a picture which I was halfway happy to show and clicked submit. When I did, the doubts hit me and I thought, “What am I doing?”
I didn’t get any responses from my ad so I thought, “Oh well it was worth trying.” I was going to cancel my profile but just as I was going to, I noticed a message in the inbox. I opened the message it was from a guy called Sam. He told me he was 24 and he ran his family business; they owned a few bakeries. He told me about himself and I always think I’m a good judge of people and I felt this was ok. I sent a message back and waited to see if he got back to me. In his message he said he hadn’t done this before but I wasn’t sure if that was true. He told me that he didn’t have a lot of confidence with women so he just wanted to do this to help him build up some needed confidence. I secretly hoped he was genuine because I thought as a first time it would be quite nice; hopefully he would just want to talk and have a nice dinner.
It took him a couple of days to get back to me in which time I thought he had decided to not pursue this but he asked if he could have dinner with me on Wednesday night. It worked out quite well because Chris was away on business, something I had gotten used to lately, and I knew my parents would have the kids. I quickly rung my mum and made some excuse about meeting the girls for drinks and, as I thought, she was more than happy to have them for the night. I sent a reply to Sam and told him to send me his number so we could set up something. And within seconds he had done just that and before I knew what I was doing I had put his number into my phone and hit the call button.
I got some butterflies but before I knew it, I heard this really sweet and obviously shy voice on the other end. He said, “Hi, is this Alex?”
I paused for a moment and said, “Yes, hi there. How are you?”
Now it was his turn to pause and he said, “I’m good thanks.”
I could tell within the first 30 seconds that he was genuine and he really was lacking confidence but something about him just made me want to meet and talk to him. We talked for an hour or so and it was actually really easy to talk to him after he got over his initial shyness. He relaxed a bit and I had to remind myself that he was only 24 and I was 14 years older than him but it didn’t seem to matter. He seemed wise beyond his years which is refreshing. I don’t mean to say that all 24 year olds are not grown up or anything but some are in that transitional period between being a teen and being an adult. I rang Cat to tell her what I had done and she said I had to ring on Thursday with all the details which of course I said I would.
The following day, a Tuesday, went quick and I didn’t really think much about meeting Sam which in itself was a surprise. I thought that I’d feel a bit of guilt about it but I didn’t. Well Wednesday came around and at 5 my mum left after she picked up the kids. I went to get ready; I had already showered so I just had to work out what to wear. I looked through my clothes and settled on a clingy red dress; it clung in all the right places because I was curvy. I always worry if I look good enough but I have to admit I hadn’t worn this since I lost some weight earlier this year and I thought I looked pretty good.
I sprayed some perfume and before I knew it, it was 7! I was meeting Sam at a place nearby; luckily he lives in the same city so it meant he knew where I had suggested. I got in the car and drove to our meeting. The place was only a little restaurant but I thought it’s normally quiet so it would be perfect. I pulled up in the car park and still the guilt hadn’t come yet so I checked my make up in my mirror and put my keys in my bag.
I sat for a few minutes and suddenly remembered that he thinks I’m not married so I took off my wedding and engagement ring, placing them in my bag. The act of doing this seemed to have a very weird effect on me; it felt odd not having them on, after all I only ever take them off to do things around the house or to get them cleaned. But this was a different feeling. It felt naughty and exciting at the same time.
I got out of the car and headed inside and scanned around; then suddenly I saw Sam sitting in the corner. His picture matched the reality so I was happy. He had short brown hair and was really good looking. He in no way was an obsessive when it came to his body or looks but he was one of those people where he was completely gorgeous but had no clue about the fact he was. Which I admit, I like that feature in a person; there is nothing worse than someone who is good looking and knows about it.
I walked over to him and said, “Hi you.”
He stood straight and stammered, “Um... er... hi.”
I couldn’t help but giggle. He looked like a fox trapped on a road with a car coming toward it. Looking back, that might have been the moment that I fell for him.
We had such a nice evening and I’m so pleased to say that he opened up and we completely relaxed in each other’s company. It’s true that he did need more confidence but, as he was, I would haven’t have changed him for the world.
Before I knew it we were heading out of the restaurant and begun to say our goodbyes. He took his wallet and said, “I never did ask you how much you charge.”
I said, “I’m not going to tell you because I don’t want to be paid. I have had such a lovely evening with you and I couldn’t charge you.”
He smiled and said, “Well if you are sure then alright. But can we do this again?”
I nodded and said, “Well, when did you have in mind?”
He said, “I have to go away for work tomorrow and I am back on Monday so what evening is good for you?”
I quickly worked out the stuff in my head. I knew my parents would babysit on Tuesday and Chris was back on Wednesday so I said, “How about Tuesday?”
He smiled and said, “I would love to.”
I said, “Then that’s a date but you get to pick the place this time.”
He said, “I will have a think and let you know but while I am away is it ok if I email you?”
I nodded. “Of course it is.”
He pecked me on the cheek and we headed to our cars. I got in mine and smiled to myself and thought, “Why are you not taken?”
I sat for a few minutes, got my rings back out of my bag and put them back on. I started the car and drove home. I was still having no feelings of guilt about what I had done but the thing I realised really quickly was I was lucky with Sam. He was so nice and totally genuine; but if I do this again, who knows what the next person will be like? I decided to cancel my profile on the website. I had given Sam my email so he wouldn’t have to email me through the site, so I had no reason to stay there.
I went to bed that night with so many thoughts in my head. I wondered if he would email me or was he put off by me? I just thought all of these things and I knew I was being a bit silly; after all, if he didn’t contact me again then I had lost nothing. The next day I woke up and got some breakfast and switched my iPad on to read the morning newspaper. As I did, my email message flashed up saying I had mail. I tapped the icon and to my complete pleasure (and a little surprise if I’m honest) it was a message from Sam. I started to read and I broke out into a huge smile. He said he had been thinking about me and wanted to see me again as soon as he could. I mailed him back and I knew I was available next Tuesday so I sent a reply and finished breakfast. Within seconds a reply came back. Again a smile broke out on my face.Hi Alex,
I’m so pleased you want to see me again. I know this is crazy but I have thought of nothing else since our first dinner date, and just hoped you would want to see me again. In truth I can’t believe I even joined the site but if I hadn’t, I wouldn’t have met you so at least something good came from it. This may seem a little hasty but I have cancelled my subscription. I will mail you when I get back to arrange a time.
I know I shouldn’t have but I couldn’t help liking that he had cancelled his subscription. I had no idea what was going to happen with us but the fact he had done that said a lot.
The next couple of days were very normal. I was doing all the mum things and being as god of a wife as I could be. But Sam kept sending emails and I had to keep checking when my phone alert went off. Of course I was trying not to arouse suspicion from Chris which to be honest I had no trouble doing as he was so wrapped up in his own life to notice.
Sam mailed me on Sunday to say he was getting back on Tuesday and he hoped I could still meet on Tuesday night. Of course I emailed back straight away to say yes. I had to live with the fact we weren’t going to meet for 2 days which I have to admit was kind of annoying. I was like a kid at Christmas and being made to go to bed early on Christmas Eve or Santa wouldn’t bring me any presents. It was crazy but that was what I was feeling. Well I say that is what I was feeling up until Tuesday, when the feelings of guilt that had been strangely absent suddenly sprung into my head.
The conflict that was going on was so overwhelming; on one hand I was thinking, “I’m married and a mother and I shouldn’t even be doing this. He was nearly young enough to be my son.”
And on the other hand I thought, “Yes I’m married but our union is not how it should be and I have no idea if and when we will be. I’m thinking we probably won’t be back to how we were and I what if something comes of this and I pass up the chance to be happy?”
But then of course thinking that last thing made me feel stupid and I thought, “How the fuck could anything ever come of this? After all, the way we met was crazy!”
But I decided I’d go with it and see what happens; maybe I was doing it to get some sort of revenge or relive some lost desires I didn’t get to experience when I was younger.
Well the day came to meet Sam and my husband was away and my mum had the kids but I was meeting Sam at 7:30pm but my mum rang to say she was running late. By the time she came and left it was 7pm. I had half an hour to get dressed and get to the place we were meeting. It was a little place on the beach about 20 minutes away. I wasn’t sure what to wear so I just decided to put some tight jeans on and a white shirt and because I didn’t have a lot of time to do anything with my hair I just put it in a ponytail. By 7:08 I was out the door and in the car, heading for the beach. Luckily the traffic was light so I made it there at 7:25pm. I parked and headed to the beach side restaurant.
I got to the door and Sam was sitting at a table over looking the beach. He had his back to me and the feeling of guilt and the doubts I had earlier came back a little. But this time they were replaced with an overwhelming feeling that I wanted to do this.
I walked over to him and said, “Hi there, how was your trip?”
Sam looked and stood up to say, “Hi it was fine, thank you.”
He gave me a peck on the cheek and said, “Please sit down, can I get you a drink?”
Since I was driving, I said, “Just an apple juice please.”
Sam ordered and we sat in a slightly awkward silence; for some reason it was more awkward than the first meeting but I just said, “It’s ok to talk to me you know.”
He laughed and said, “It’s weird. I have been longing for this so much but now that it’s happening I’m just at a loss as to what to say to you.”
I said, “Let’s just get some food and if you just want to be silent then it’s fine. But I’d rather talk to you.”
We ordered and it didn’t take long to get our food. Sam kept looking at me strangely and I didn’t know if something was wrong. I said, “Are you ok? Is there something wrong? Have I stained my shirt or something?”
He said, “Oh no! I’m sorry, I just... well, I just wondered how long you had been married?”
I looked shocked at him. I didn’t tell him I was married but then I realised in the rush that I had forgotten to take my wedding and engagement rings off. I looked at them and said, “I’m sorry. I thought it would be easier to put on the profile that I was single.”
He looked at me and said, “It’s ok, I liked it actually. I should say that I already like you so much and that was when I thought you were single. But somehow because you are married I just like you even more. It’s kind of like the cherry on top of a perfect cake.”
I smiled at him and said, “So you don’t want me to take them off then?”
He said, “No but if you want to take them off, it’s ok.”
I smiled at him and said, “Knowing that you like it, they are staying on.”
He smiled, and we ate dinner, just chatting like we had known each other for years. It was odd because for someone so young he was so mature; it was an extremely attractive package.
We finished dinner and Sam said, “Do you fancy a stroll along the beach?”
I said, “I can’t think of anything nicer!”
We got up and left the restaurant and headed down to the beach. We began to stroll along and I have no idea what made me do this but I took Sam’s hand in mine. I looked at him and he didn’t seem to mind and we just smiled at each other. It was such a nice evening and I was kind of shocked at how comfortable it felt with him. After a while he said, “Alex can I tell you something?”
I said, “Of course you can. You can tell me what you like.”
He took a deep breath and began. “I joined that website because I have lots of female friends but I haven’t had many girlfriends. In fact I have only ever had sex once and that was when I was 18 so it’s safe to say I have pretty much no experience with women.”
I looked at him and said, “Well you aren’t doing too badly at all.”
He smiled and said, “Thanks but I have no problem with this. It’s just the other stuff that goes along with it, and that is my problem now because I really want to kiss you so much but I’m so scared if I do, then you will slap me or just walk away.”
I considered this and I have to admit I did want him to kiss me; in fact I had this overwhelming feeling come over me that I wanted it badly too. I stopped and took his other hand and looked up at him to say, “I’ll make deal with you. If you kiss me, I will promise not to slap you or walk away. In fact just in case you aren’t getting the point if you want to kiss me now, then you can.”
I looked a bit shocked but then he slowly leaned in and started to kiss me. His lips were so soft and considering he hadn’t done much of this, he wasn’t that bad. I decided to just throw caution to the wind and I pushed my tongue against his lips he eventually got the point and our tongues met. It didn’t take him long to get the idea and soon we were in a passionate embrace while we were kissing each other.
I broke the kiss and smiled at him and said, “You are a quick learner. Let’s hope you are a quick learner at other stuff too.”
He looked at me and said, “How do you mean?”
I continued, “We are going to go in those sand dunes now and we are going to fuck each other and if we’ll keep seeing each other. And, just so you know, I really want to keep seeing you. Then I hope when we get to go in those dunes again we will make love. But for this minute, you are going to fuck me.”
He looked so shocked that I couldn’t help but chuckle to myself. This was such a departure for me! I’m never like this with my husband but maybe it’s the new me or at least a little bit of the true me coming out .
We got in the sand dunes and I said, "Ok strip!”
He began to take his clothes off and I loved what I saw. He stood in front of me naked and I just wanted him so badly. I took off my shirt and jeans and stood in front of him in my white bra and panties. He stuttered, “Please take them off too Alex.”
I did what he asked and unhooked my bra and let it fall on the sand and then I pushed my panties down. I knelt down and gently took hold of his dick. As you can guess he was rock hard and I licked my lips to take the tip into my mouth. There was already precum leaking out so I used my tongue to lick it up. I took his dick deeper into my mouth and started flicking the tip while I wanked him at the same time. He was so turned on so it didn’t take long for him to cum; he shot so much cum into my mouth that I was wondering if I would have to spit some out but I’m so glad that I managed to swallow it all.
I stood up and smiled at him. He had a bewildered look on his face and I knew at that point the thought, or should I say the question, running through his head was, “What the fuck just happened?”
I said, “So how many times have you had that done to you?”
He said, “Well, including that time, em.... once.”
I laughed and said, “Oh honey, it won’t be the last.”
I hugged him and said, “I’m going to get you hard again and then we are going to fuck.”
He smiled at me and said, “Ok.”
We held each other and at the same time I started to wank his dick. It didn’t take long for Sam to get hard so I guided his hand to my pussy and he begun to explore and feel how wet I was. I was soaking wet and just wanted his dick inside me. The shockwaves of excitement were shooting through me right now. I had only ever slept with my husband during our marriage and only ever had 2 other guys before him, yet here I was in the sand dunes with a guy nearly young enough to me my son and I was enjoying every little touch he was giving me.
We laid on the sand and I said, “Honey just do what you want to me.”
He said, “I really need to cum inside you but I have no condom.”
I hadn’t even considered that but luckily having my two kids was such a struggle and I knew I didn’t get pregnant easily so I took a gamble and said, “It’s ok, it will be fine.”
He began to slowly make love to me and I could tell he was terrified so I said, “Honey just fuck me! Go crazy! I need this too.”
He then fucked me hard and fast and I loved the feeling of his balls slapping against me. It was different than sex with my husband. For starters Sam was thicker and I loved how it filled me up a lot more. I could feel myself getting close and I said, “Honey I am going to cum!”
Just as I said that, he did and I was so pleased because we came at the same time and the feeling was amazing.
We laid in each other’s arms for a while, just holding each other and I said, “So what do we do from here honey?”
He said, “I don’t know but all I know is I want you in my life.”
I smiled and said, “Funny that I was thinking the same. I know we don’t know each other fully but I think I know enough to know that I am falling for you.”
He looked at me and said, "I have already fallen for you,” and we kissed and dressed and headed back to our cars. Once there, we kissed and hugged and I said, “Give me a couple of days to break this to my husband and I'll be in touch.”
As I promised him, I did tell Chris what was going on and he was of course hurt but at the same time I think relieved. I didn't like hurting him but we were never going to be like how we were so why prolong what was obviously going to happen? I told Sam what had happened and from then on we have been together and so happy.
Well that brings me to right now and we are still together; in fact my parents can't believe how different I am! My mum says it's because I don't have all the crap anymore and she is right and of course it helps that I'm so in love. I know how we met was not the most normal way but let's be honest, times have changed compared to when I was first dating. So I just think, what the hell; however you meet someone doesn't matter, just enjoy life and be happy.
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