Chapter 2 -- Mom's Night Out
Now that Lindsay and Sonia were both away at college, Martine "Stormy" Knight decided she now had the opportunity she'd been after for almost a decade -- the chance to get
fucked
, to have an active sex life once more, and not have to worry about the consequences.
Her girls were lovely young women and Martine doubted either of them were virgins, but she put a lot of time and effort into raising them and didn't have time to slut around. Her pussy ached many a night and she went through more than a few vibes, but the girls good grades were worth a few sleepless nights.
Stormy had always been a highly sexual woman -- that was the cause of her divorce. She loved cock and she loved it as often as she could get it, but she wasn't the type to cheat on her husband. The poor bastard just couldn't keep up with her. They'd tried swinging and threesomes, but Stormy seemed insatiable and her husband wasn't able to handle the wildcat he was married to.
Cock and pussy -- they were what fueled her existence, she'd been a hedonist in her college days and slowed down when she married, but it was futile. She was a bi-sexual
slut
and it was time to accept that fact. Her husband bailed on her, it was her and the girls from then on. They coped nicely, Stormy was so proud of her babies.
With 2 young daughters at home, Stormy had curbed her appetites, having only the occasional fling, with some willing neighbors, both men and women, even a few couples. Stormy's afternoons were frequently spent a few close women-friends that no one would suspect of being bi. Stormy had to take her sex when she could get it, being a Mom had to come first.
Not any more. Now it was her turn to cum first. It was time to remind the world how she'd earned the nickname "
Stormy
".
Still drop-dead gorgeous at 45, Stormy decided to vamp it up for her first foray out in a long time. She looked in the Classified section of the newspaper and found out her favorite nightspot was still in business. Okay, time to dress to turn a few heads. When she went to the Club NightHeat tonight, she wanted to be noticed the minutes she walked through the door.
Stormy went for
va-va-voom
, opting for a mauve and white top, interwoven with lace, over which she wore a black jacket, a matching black miniskirt and her thigh-high boots, chuckling as she recalled what one past lover had called them - "
Fuck Me
" boots. She did her makeup to accentuate her beautiful blue eyes and her seductive face, she styled her hair so it fell in luxurious blonde waves. Stormy took care not to look slutty, but she did look seductive and desirable, she had achieved her goal. A blind man would notice her when she made her entrance.
Stormy didn't so much walk into the club as
stride
in, head high, commanding attention. She'd been dead-on, all eyes were on her, male and female alike.
Sorry girls
, she chuckled to herself,
it's what a
man
can offer that I want tonight
.
She went straight for the bar and there were already drink offers waiting. Carlos, the bartender, smiled at her. "Hey Marti, been way too long. How are ya and what will you have?"
"It's
Stormy
tonight Carlos, and I'd like a Vodka Martini." Carl smiled -- he knew what it meant when
Stormy