I suppose you could say it all started just before I reached my 40th birthday. I knew that I still felt the same inside as I did in my early 20's, but now needed to prove it to myself, and the world!
I had recently called time on my marriage to a man who had constantly belittled me, refused to let me wear make-up, lose my baby weight, or wear fashionable clothes and worst of all had tried to cut me off from all my friends and family. My kids were all growing up with two of them having left home and the other two off doing their own stuff.
I had always been so full of fun and zest before I got married and my teens had been spent experiencing all that life and sex had to offer! I was now determined to make the most of my newfound singleness. New independence; new life! How I would achieve this was another matter.
Despite doing well at school and achieving some good A-levels, I had never had the opportunity to go into higher education when I left school and had always dreamed of returning to study. I had half-heartedly looked into various courses, but nothing had really inspired me and anyway, I lacked the confidence to take it any further. My best and only remaining friend Annie, who worked at the local Uni, tried her best to encourage me.
"Go on Josie", she'd say
"You've got such a good brain in that head of yours, you've always been interested in the law, why don't you come and study for a law degree? There's an open day at the Uni in a couple of weeks. Come on, just have a look, what have you got to lose?"
"Only about 2 stone," I replied blinking back tears.
"Just look at me Annie, I'm a mess, I'll be laughed off Campus!"
"Don't be so ridiculous" said Annie
"You're really attractive, you've just been led to believe you're not by that fool of an ex-husband of yours! Not that you really need it, but its nothing a little make-over wouldn't fix, more to boost your confidence than anything. You're not even that much overweight; the right clothes and you'll look great!"
I was unconvinced, but with Annie's constant nagging, I agreed to go to the open day, on the condition that she came shopping with me first and advised me on hair, make-up and what to wear!
So, there I was, 3 months later, completely made-over with a new hair-style, contact lenses, carefully applied make-up and fashionable clothes, ready for my first day at Uni. However, I still felt an element of trepidation as I walked onto Campus that first morning. What was I doing here at my age? I couldn't help but feel out of place, looking round at all the pretty young girls.
Before long though, I found there were quite a few mature students, just like myself. I also still had Annie close to hand and we would meet regularly for lunch.
The first semester flew by, but despite making friends within the older age group, I felt much more drawn to the younger students as they seemed to be having a lot more fun and were so full of life. Many of them would chat to me between lectures and seminars.
"Why don't you come out with us one night?" some of the girls would say
"You look really fantastic for your age, it'll be great!"
I would always turn them down on the pretext I had to get home to the family, or had too much studying to do. Despite feeling so much more confident than I had in years, I still didn't feel quite ready to go out clubbing! Annie would laugh at me.
"For God's sake Josie, get out there and have some fun. You'll really enjoy mixing with some younger people!"
Admittedly, I had always related well to younger people, often helping my kids' friends with their problems and they all looked upon me as a cool mum. In the past, my eldest son's friends would often sit and chat with me, and although I always kept it strictly under control, I cannot lie and say I wasn't flattered by the attention! Even though I knew they couldn't possibly see me in any other way than their mate's mum, especially looking as frumpy I did, I couldn't help but allow some very naughty thoughts to enter my head!
Now, I couldn't help but notice that there were quite a few very good-looking male students about and I would feel quite an ache in my pussy; something that I hadn't experienced for a very long time. Annie, who had always dated younger men, thought it was hilarious. She said I was just like a kid in a sweet shop with all the young guys to lust after!
My favourite was Jake, a 20 year-old student who was taking the same modules as me. He was gorgeous; slim and muscular with lovely shoulder length fair wavy hair and designer stubble and the loveliest blue eyes.
I would sit in seminars finding it extremely hard to concentrate. Several times he had sat next to me and I would feel a hotness come over me as his leg brushed against mine then I would be fidgeting in my seat, as the throbbing in my pussy became unbearable. Often he would just stop me and say hi, or talk to me about work, asking me how I was getting on and what I did in my spare time.
After I had seen him, I would have to go into the Ladies and play with myself, leaning back against the pedestal and rubbing my clit while slipping a finger into my very wet pussy as I imagined all the things I would do with him if ever I got my hands on him. I would have to keep my orgasm quiet as others entered the Ladies. Once I was in there so long that one of the girls knocked on the door to see if I was all right!
In spite of feeling so sexy again and eager for passion, I still felt a bit apprehensive, as I didn't want to make a fool of myself. Best to keep my toy-boy fantasies to myself!
The day before my 40th birthday, which happened to be the last day of term, I had some essay deadlines to meet. I joined the queue in the Faculty office to hand in my work when someone tapped me on the shoulder. It was Jake. I felt my heart skip and the now familiar surge in my pussy.
"Hi Josie" he said "How's it going?"
My mouth was dry as I answered him "Fine thanks. Just got these done in time."
"Just the long contract assessment to do over the holidays then." He laughed. Do you feel ready for that?"
I wanted to say "no, but I'm ready to suck your cock dry and for you to fuck my brains out!" but instead just smiled weakly and shook my head.
"Not really, I'm finding it a bit hard to get to grips with some of the concepts of contract"
"Well let me know if you want to get together and go over it then, it'll help to brain-storm. What are you doing tomorrow later this afternoon?"
"Nothing" I said, "Nothing at all"
The opportunity to spend time with this beautiful young guy was something I wasn't going to pass on, even though I was sure it was entirely innocent on his part. I would just have to play out my fantasies alone afterwards, with just my hands and my vibrator for company!
We fixed up to meet at 5pm that afternoon.
