My name is Marilyn. I am a married woman living in Yorkshire. I'm in my 40's but I am told that I look much younger. Several years of looking after my body and attending a gym appears to have to have paid dividends for me! Through out my many years of marriage I have remained entirely faithful to my husband, well that was until an old school friend, Sue returned to the town, having lived away for many years.
I hadn't seen Sue for around 15 years so I was surprised to receive a call from her. She had been a bit of a tease when she was younger and always had boys after her! When she married she seemed to settle down and then she moved down South with her husband. When her marriage failed some time later, she decided to move back to her hometown. Now she was on the point of getting divorced and was looking to rekindle some old friendships.
My husband said it would be a good idea for me to go out with her and catch up on things so I called her back and arranged a night out the following Friday. I met Sue in a bar in town. As soon as I saw her I felt overdressed! Sue was sitting on a bar stool, her long legs shown off by an incredibly short mini skirt, a pair of very sexy boots just above her knees and a top which I could best describe as skimpy underwear! Although she is 45 she could get away with dressing so young. Like me, Sue had looked after herself. She looked fantastic and I realised just how restricting years of marriage had been to me! My husband would go berserk if I dressed like that. He thinks women of my age should grow old gracefully! Compared to Sue, I looked a frump!
It was just like old times, we chatted almost continuously for a couple of hours and towards the end of the evening we had a couple of young guys in their twenties working their charm on us! I felt flattered. It was as if I'd had my life rewound back to our teenage years. I'd told my husband that I would be back home by 11.15 so when the time came I explained to Sue that I had to leave. She tried to persuade me to stay a while longer, but I really did have to get back. I left her still talking to the two guys and took a taxi home.
The following morning Sue phoned me. My husband was milling around nearby so it was difficult to have a proper conversation, but I got the gist!
"Marilyn, I took those two men back to the flat last night!"
"Really?" I asked not wanting to incriminate her while my husband was listening.
"I was a naughty girl!" Sue continued.
"Which one?" I asked, trying to keep the conversation apparently innocent.
"I fucked them both!"
I was momentarily speechless. "Fancy coming out next Friday and I'll tell you all about it!" Sue asked. I simply had to go!
The following Friday couldn't come quickly enough! Sue phoned me during the day asking if I could stay out late and perhaps, stay over at hers. It seemed unlikely that my husband would agree, but I asked anyway. Surprisingly he agreed to it, saying that it was very thoughtful of me to look after her while she was going through such difficult times! There again, why shouldn't he let me, I'd not as much as looked at another man since we married.
My husband dropped me off at Sue's flat that evening and as we started to get changed, we had a glass of wine, and Sue told me her story! In a strange sort of way I was envious. She was effectively free and could do just what took her fancy! I was beginning to feel like a caged animal!
She gradually transformed herself into a horny little tart while I began putting on the same boring dress I'd worn for ages.
"Hey, Marilyn, you can do better than that darling!" she said, handing me a couple of coat hangers with some of her own clothes on!
"Try these on!" she went on.
I must admit I felt so much younger in them. I was wearing a very short, tan leather mini, skirt, a pair of high stiletto heals, and a sheer lace top, which was virtually transparent! She even leant me a very revealing lace bra, which left little to the imagination.
