A cougar and a plumber

What a shitty way to start the weekend!

She had had a hectic work week, and then the latest guy she had been seeing had been fucking around on her, not even having the balls to dump her in person, but over the phone.

Marla was looking forward to the weekend, maybe going to a club or two that night. She needed to cut loose and relax.

Even if she was a forty something woman, she still had the sex drive of a teenager and usually slept with mostly younger men after her sexual encounter with the young wrestler.

Not long after she had met her goal of fucking Paul, Marla had met her last boyfriend, Jake, the one that dumped her over the phone. He had been twenty four.

But her plans for tonight didn’t include meeting any men, just to have a couple of drinks and dancing, not letting her latest failed relationship get to her.

Then again, maybe it wouldn’t be a bad idea from now on just to bring guys over for a quick, impersonal fuck now and then, nothing more.

Marla showered, put in her diaphragm (a f***e of habit), and dried her hair.