Fooled by the Wrapping

It has been about 8 months now since my husband left me. No big blowup, or much arguing. He admitted he had been having an affair his third. I admitted that I had spent an evening with a young man. He had a long talk, and agreed to move out, we could live our separate lives. I kept the house, he agreed to a generous settlement, so after 21 years of marriage, here I am single again. But I sure haven't been sitting home becoming a virgin again. I have enjoyed several brief flings, but nothing serious and nothing beyond a couple of weeks. I enjoy seeking out the comfort of younger gentlemen for sex, and by no means do I stray from being a perfect lady, except in bed. In bed, anything goes, and mean everything. I have one young friend that enjoys coming over and being tied up, as I tickle and tease him for hours on end. When I finally let him cum, he explodes with an orgasm that is a sight to see. I have another young man that thoroughly admires my strap on, and I have spent many hours playing with and fucking his ass. And there is still my son's friend Randy, and he comes over and we just fuck each other silly.

I am now 40 years old, with red hair down to the middle of my back. I spend hours each week at the gym, have retained a 26 inch waist, and work hard to keep myself in good looks, health and shape.

Recently, I have been noticing a very pretty a lady at my gym. She is about 5' 6", with raven hair down over her shoulders and usually wears her hair in a ponytail. She has perfect mid sized breasts, a tiny, tiny waist, and as ass and legs to die for. She also has the most perfect dark skin I have ever seen. Her complexion is flawless, her skin the color of deep chocolate. She is well manicured and pedicured with perfect bright red nails, with lipstick to match. She certainly destroyed the old axiom that black women don't mix with red lipstick.

Through a couple of very casual conversations, I learned her name was Claire, that she had been happily married for several years, was 32 years old with no kids, and was a health fanatic, a vegetarian and like me, spent several hours a week with a personal trainer.