Charlene's life at an early age was a whirlwind. Married to her high school sweetheart at an early age, she wasn't ready for the changes that would soon come.
She was no longer in love, and couldn't be with him anymore. Try as he might to patch things up, she was ready to move on. It was the hardest thing she had ever done, a long weekend of heartache, but she knew she had to move forward and get out and discover what the world had to offer.
She showed up for work the following Monday, invigorated. Dedicated to her work as a real estate agent, she felt relieved having something to do, people to meet and houses to sell.
The first few months she poured herself into her work. The life of a real estate agent offered her opportunities that most other people didn't have in their work. She set her own hours and yes, it included working most weekends, it also allowed her to have ample time for herself.
She would get up and go to the gym every day. Keeping her figure in pique physical shape. She ignored the many opportunities to flirt, instead focusing on herself for the first time, maybe ever.
After a couple of months of solitude, she went out with friends which had become the norm, drinking, dancing and having fun. Sure she'd let the guy or two buy her a drink, she'd flirt, smile, listen to the come on's, tease and then go home, alone.
Charlene was a passionate woman. She enjoyed sex with her ex, but always felt there was something missing, something more that she needed. Some nights she would toss and turn in bed, needing some physical release. Thankfully she had purchased a vibrator which she would use while imagining a tall, dark and handsome stranger seducing her.
The orgasms were satisfactory, if not great, cumming multiple times. She wondered why she hadn't used one during her many years of marriage, that is until the end.
It was about three months after she left her husband that she met her next sex partner. He was attractive, physically strong, charming and ooooh so sexy. A fireman by trade, she felt like putty in his hands.
She was nervous because she had only been with one person and strong, intense and focused. As scared as she was, she was also excited. Excited beyond her own imagination. The sex was incredible, at first, but he became possessive and controlling. Charlene was not going to be controlled, so she moved on.
After a vigorous workout, Charlene went into the office to set up an appointment with a young couple looking for their first home. She met them at a house she thought would be perfect. A traditional Cape Cod. Not her favorite kind of home, but exactly what the buyers were looking for.
Todd and Lisa were in their late 20's, DINKS as she would call them. Married, dual income, no kids. She could tell right away they were a couple who were very comfortable in their own skin.
Lisa was a tall blonde, slender, pretty face small but perky breasts. Todd was big boned, red hair, but had a sharp jawline, and actually quite good looking. Charlene wondered what it would be like to watch them in bed. Shaking her head, she refocused on the task at hand, and showed them around the home.
The young couple made no effort to hide their lust for each other as they made their way through the home, looking at the cupboards, the counters and appliances. Todd scooped Lisa up and sat her on the kitchen counter, put his arms around her before kissing her passionately.
Charlene felt herself become flush at the open display of affection as Lisa stared at her while Todd kissed his way down her neck. Lisa let Todd linger for a moment before telling him to stop as they haven't even bought the house yet.
The couple left promising to call Charlene after they had made a decision. Charlene couldn't ignore the ache in her pussy and wanted to rub her clit right there, but knew she had another appointment and only had a half hour to get there.
She pushed aside the urges and climbed in her fully loaded Chevy Equinox to prepare for the next appointment. It's dark cherry leather interior was hot from the sun shining through the windows which warmed her butt. Was she hot from the heat of the midday sun or was it the thought of the young couple she was just with? She wasn't sure.
The next day was a day off, but she never got over the insatiable urges from the day before. The dream she had that night didn't help either. Erotic dreams always made her want to explore a wilder side. One she never let loose when she was married. Today was going to be different.
She went through her normal routine, get up, work out, shower and dress, except today she decided not to get dressed. She stared in her full length mirror, admiring her toned tummy, her large breasts and shaved pussy, frequently complimented on her big dark eyes and pouting lips. Great for kissing she was always told.
Charlene liked the way she looked naked and worked hard to try and stay fit, but she was never sure if she really appealed to others. Oh sure, there were always the flirtations, but that was with clothes on, how about when she was naked?
She intended to find out. She found an overcoat, twin lapels and low buttons down the front. If she opened the lapels just a little and maybe unbuttoned the top button, someone could have a nice peek at her ample bosum. More if they were lucky. The coat was a little long for her 5'4" frame, coming down just past her mid thigh. Plenty of skin still showed.
She put on her high heels, sunglasses, a Bella Luce bracelet and matching neckless, one that had a long chain and hung down that might draw a person's attention to her cleavage. She scooped up her keys and drove to the city center. Parking in a garage just off the main streets of downtown, she exited the vehicle to begin her adventure.
As she walked down the streets, she received a few cat calls and whistles as she expected. Those guys would whistle at anything female she thought to herself. She continued down the street, deliberately walking past the sections of town with the most people.
Behind her sunglasses she could see the males staring at her and quickly glancing away as their women would turn to see what they were looking at. Some woman scoffed, others, she could tell, looked envious. Were they also stuck in a relationship they didn't want? she wondered silently.
Charlene continued her walk. The winds picked up from time to time and would blow her coat open just enough that if anyone was watching would get an eyeful of boob and nipple. It excited her to think how turned on someone might get gazing at her. She could feel a familiar sensation begin to build in her loins.
She came to a crosswalk and waited for the light to clear. She saw a good looking man, 40ish, maybe a little older on the other side of the street. She could see he was holding some sort of paper or magazine. The light turned and she began to cross the street, staring at the man.
His head was down, not paying much attention other than a quick look for traffic. As he walked he brushed against Charlene's jacket, exposing her naked flesh and pulling her coat open enough to expose her nakedness. A wind gusted at the same time blowing her hair over her face, covering all but her eyes.
The gentleman looked at her exposed skin, the tanned flesh tones, her large nipple which hardened with the cool breeze. He broke his gaze to apologize as he looked into her dark eyes. "Excuse me" is all he said.
Charlene made no attempt to cover herself as she watched him gaze at her. He was different from the others. Somehow she thought she could sense his passion. "Excuse me" is what her ears heard, but her head heard something more. Animal?, No she quickly dismissed. Seductive! Yes, his simple apology was a seduction.
He turned and continued walking across the street. Charlene stood in the street a little longer, looking over her shoulder, hoping to catch him looking back. He continued to walk, so she turned her attention forward.
Could she still felt his eyes upon her? She's wishing she told herself. Little did she know that the man stopped and turned to follow until a speeding truck blared it's horn almost hitting the man. He turned back to the corner and waited for the flow of traffic to pass, but he lost sight of her. Disappointed, he turned his attention back to his former destination.
Charlene had never felt flushed the way she did from the man she just passed. She could feel a moistness run down her inner thigh. She hurried back to her SUV and lifted up her jacket and slid a finger over her clit. She cursed herself for not bringing her dildo or vibrator with her. The desire to have that stranger took over her body as she rubbed her clit to an intense orgasm.
