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    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: gilrenard, Rating: 25, Source: LushStories

    Another Friday night out with the girls. They meet once a month at the same restaurant. And have been, for close to seven years. As much as Layla loved her friends and enjoyed their company, something was different that night. More accurately, something was different in her that night. She couldn't pin point exactly what had been stirred in her. But, she liked it. She felt bold, in control of her body and mind, and, horny. So fucking horny. It had been too long since she had been properly fucked. She held back a chuckle and thought to herself, "Who are you kidding, Layla. You haven't been properly fucked in ages. And probably won't be, ever again." Her husband of eighteen years had become a bit distant, and not interested in sex shortly after ten of those years. She still loved him. They had a good life together, but that night, none of those things mattered to Layla. She ached for something. She had a fairly good sense of what the itch that was begging to be scratched was. Yes, it involved sex. But she wanted more. Any number of men, she laughed and corrected her thoughts, any man in the restaurant would be willing to take her to a motel and fuck her. Sure, she would probably enjoy sex with a stranger, but; it wouldn't scratch the insistent itch that she couldn't get out of her mind. Layla turned her attention to the men seated at the bar. " Hmmmm, which one of you is my knight in shining armor ?" She asked herself. She raised one eyebrow and thought, " Fuck a knight in ...
    shining armor. I want a real man ." Her friends noticed the predatory stare in Layla's eyes and asked her what was so interesting at the bar. They all chuckled at the question. Layla spotted and felt her pussy tingle. " Could it be you ?" She smirked to herself. Without a word to her friends, she stood up and walked over to me. "Are you a poser, or are you really as Bogart cool as you look?" She asked me in confident and straight forward tone. I turned to look at the woman that had asked me the question. She was medium height, five-foot-five, slim, and had long, jet black hair. Her eyes were a deep blue; they sparkled when she grinned at me. The light green, sun dress she wore was rather plain, but the curves underneath it were very sexy. The neckline of the dress plunged just enough to offer a glimpse of the white, laced bra cupping her more than a hand-full breasts. I grinned back and replied, "That's a tall order. I don't think anyone but Bogart could pull off that much cool." "It is a tall order. A girl can hope, can't she?" She smirked as she asked me the question. "I'm Layla, and you are?" "I'm Gil." I introduced myself. "Are you always this straight forward and bold, Layla?” Layla didn’t care in the least that she had been so bold and a bit slutty in her approach. "You forgot, a bit slutty. And, no, I have never been this straight forward and bold, Gil. I decided it was time I tried it," She quickly replied with a cool sense of confidence. "Don't get all hot and bothered. ...
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