Lena's world had come crashing down around her. Her happy existence with a man she completely trusted had gone. All was now different – he was no longer the man she knew or thought she knew. He was a stranger to her. She didn't like him anymore. He was dirty, tainted a liar, a cheat, an absolute fucking bastard.
Life would not and could not possibly ever be the same with this man and Lena felt disgusted to be in his company. To know that he'd been fucking that fucking cow for three years and he had managed to keep it secret was something completely beyond belief. She didn't want to be in the same room or even in the same house with him. She had to get away from him as quickly as she could.
Several days passed and Lena was not prepared to have any communication with him. He had done something so terrible and the worst part was the lying and the deceit. Then the dating website – that bloody dating website. How on earth could she live with someone who had found it so easy to lie and appear to live a normal existence with her?
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Time, they say, is a healer. Not really. It just means you try to push things to the back of your mind and pretend that none of it happened. This is what Lena eventually came around to doing.
Two months after the heartbreaking, life-changing moment she and John are at a point where they decide to move forward and, once again, make a go of their lives together. After all, if the affair finished several months earlier, she felt she should at least try. Too many years shared with John could not be totally dismissed. She had loved him dearly up to the point of the handing over of the envelope, the one that revealed his infidelity, from the fucking cow he'd been fucking! It wasn't easy to just 'stop' feelings that had been so strong.
However, Lena decided to make a few changes about her life. She created her own secret life. If you can't beat them, join them became her new policy.
She had taken good care of her figure over the years and thought herself not that bad looking or so others tell her. She may be in her early fifties but, hey, she was ready to have some fun, he's had all the fun so far!
Lena was going to try out a dating website herself just to see what would happen. She decided not to put herself onto the usual dating websites but, instead, would advertise herself as a 'Cougar'. She got quite turned on by the idea of appealing to young men, very young men. To be desired by a handsome young man hungry for sex with an experienced older woman. She could be their 'Mrs Robinson' and they, her graduate.
Hmm, the idea was really quite exciting. She would have to think up a name for herself but didn't want anything tacky. No, it had to be a classy name; after all, she was a classy woman.
She decided to call herself 'Ladylove'. It had a certain classy sound to it without being rude or tacky.
She had some photo's taken by a friend. It was decided to have a view of her back and wearing clothing that was slightly revealing but, again, tasteful. She wanted to appear as a bit of a tease.
All details together with her photo were then entered and put onto the cougar website.
Twenty-four hours later she checked her incoming mail – it was flooded by young men, all very interested in her profile and requesting more photo's. She found it exciting and couldn't stop herself smiling. She could get hooked on living a secret world.
John knew nothing of this secret life. If anything, he couldn't be more attentive. He was being overly affectionate towards Lena to the point of smothering her. He was saying how much he regretted what he had done and constantly telling Lena how much he loved her.
This was all very nice, thought Lena, but hang on a moment, that man has lived a lie for three years, put himself on a dating website and now expects me to believe him – no way!
Her new cougar world was only just beginning. She was now hungry for a change, hungry for sex with somebody different. She wanted the exciting and different. It was now her turn.
Within a week of being on the cougar dating website [she liked the sound of that], she decided now was the time to make a choice. So many young men and they were interested in 'HER'.
She decided to reply to several men varying from mid twenties to early thirties. She allowed access to some of her private photo's enabling them to see what she actually looks like. A couple of the photo's were taken when she'd been sunbathing in France on a nudist beach. All came back with a similar reply of 'wow, you are gorgeous, I'd love to meet up with you'.
The compliments came flooding in and three were of particular interest to her. She couldn't believe what affect she'd had on these young men. Amazing. "Wow, she thought, I'm really okay. They think I'm gorgeous and sexy." This was just fantastic!
Lena decided to meet three on the same day at a rather plush hotel. She would stagger times of meeting with each of them giving about an hour to an hour and a half. They, of course, would not be aware of this. It was part of a rather naughty game plan she had.
The day for meeting her cougar cubs arrived. She woke to find John looking down at her. He told her how beautiful she was. Of course, he had no idea what she had planned for that day. It gave her a slight feeling of guilt as he had been trying very hard to make up to her. However, she only had to think about him and that woman and the guilt soon dispersed. Sod him, he's done exactly what I'm about to do is all Lena could think.
John finally went off to work. Lena could now put together her recent purchases, brought especially for today.
She showered and when drying herself, took a long, hard look at herself in the mirror. She was rather pleased with what she saw. She had lost weight since the crushing news from that woman but she looked and felt good.
She had a black outfit at the back of her wardrobe, chosen especially for today. John didn't know that she'd been spending a lot of his money on things she would be wearing and using to please other men – hah, serves him right.
She looked at the different varieties of underwear recently purchased and got a thrill from just touching it. She couldn't wait to try out every one - a different set for each of her three young men. She could feel her own excitement growing at the thought. She felt a pulsating tingling in her vagina. God, she was getting hot just thinking about her own underwear – the men will go wild with excitement.
She chose the black set consisting of a corset which helped push up her bosom together with black stockings with a seam running down the back and a lacey little bow at the back of the ankle.
Again, she took a look in the mirror – she could almost be turned on by her own image. Oh, if John only knew what a wicked creature she'd become. He would want to take her there and then.
The outfit she'd chosen to wear was an elegant black dress with short sleeves, black lacey gloves and a pair of black stilettos. She even wore a hat with a slight netted veil shielding her eyes. She now had the look she had wanted – classy, elegant, desirable and enigmatic; the very image of a window in mourning; the mourning of her life before.
She put all her other items of underwear into her small hold-all together with some very special purchase's brought to please her young cubs. Yes, her new little brood of cubs, oh god, the excitement almost drove her to an orgasm – she was feeling really horny. Her cougar days were just about to begin.
She had arranged for a private car with chauffeur to drive her to an exclusive Hotel, as she wanted to arrive in style. She wanted to be appreciated by as many people as possible. She was feeling good about herself. She was sexy, she was elegant, classy and she was now a cougar! She was about to initiate her young cubs into a world they would remember – oh yes, she would make sure they will remember her – always!
