Rebecca Klein was nearly 50 now. Her kids were out of the house and like so many other marriages, she discovered that without a common joining factor between herself and her husband Andy, she no longer loved him.
But as a good Jewish woman, she took her oaths to marriage seriously and was committed to seeing her life through with the man who had provided for her and their family for the past 30 years. Andy was considerably older than her, so it wasn't entirely unnatural that his interest in her sexually had waned. Rebecca knew that before too long, her duties as a wife would transition into a nurse for a feeble old man.
She was already becoming accustomed to that role with her parents. Although they weren't bed ridden, they were slowing down considerably. They were happy together and seemed to thrive on each other's strengths and love. She was envious of them. And even though she felt obligated to visit them each month to clean up the house and check up on them, she enjoyed seeing them grow old together.
Rebecca also enjoyed returning back to the town where her parents lived and driving past the old college she attended. Her parents had moved there one year after she had taken residency in her freshman year. On this visit home, after her parents had retired to bed, she sat out on their front porch listening to the insects sing to each other and sipping some of her father's bourbon. She was reminiscing about the past and how much fun she had in college there. There was a small club, called the Lion's Den, close to campus that kids would often frequent once they were of drinking age and she had especially fond thoughts of it. She and her girlfriends would often go together and dance or share cocktails together. Boys from out of town would frequent the place trying to meet someone new. Sometimes, when they were more daring or drunk, the girls might join a visiting businessman in his room at the hotel next door where she was staying tonight.
She looked at her watch. It was nearly 10:00. She thought she should probably get back to her hotel. Rebecca rarely actually stayed with her parents, preferring to stay somewhere that allowed her to have her own bathroom in the morning. After placing her glass in the dishwasher and locking the door behind her, she got into her car and drove to her hotel. But as she parked the car, she decided to visit her old haunt and see how much had changed at the Lion's Den over the years.
Chuck and Bryan were college roommates and had been at the club for about two hours already when Mrs. Klein walked in and took a seat in the corner of the bar closest to the pool tables. They didn't notice her at first, but considering their state of mind, it didn't take them long to notice the attractive older woman sitting alone.
Bryan and Chuck lived off campus in one of the converted rental homes that were so common now in this town. They had a reputation as players and Bryan could be sexist, if not downright misogynist as times. They were often on the prowl for hook-ups and tonight wasn't any different. Chuck wasn't beyond dating an older woman. He actually preferred married women sometimes because he knew they weren't likely to get attached to a college man and forfeit the carefree middle class life of a socialite. And because they had a few years under their belt, many women of that demographic also were more adventurous in bed, a trait he especially enjoyed.
As Rebecca enjoyed her cosmopolitan, the boys began to talk about her and speculate about her reasons for being here. Eventually as their hormone filled minds and semi-erect cocks got the better of them, they concluded that she was probably just like any other mid-life crisis matron out to see if she still could reel in a man. The night was not getting younger and they decided she was too good of an opportunity not to pass up.
Rebecca was enjoying the atmosphere. The place had undergone some renovations, but it was still basically the same Lion's Den that it had formerly been. She was almost finished with her second cosmo when Chuck appeared with two in his hand.
"Looks like you are ready for a refill." he stated as he put the drink in front of her and started to sit. "Is it alright if I join you?" he asked as an afterthought.
"Sure, I guess there is not harm in that." Rebecca smiled as she took a big gulp of her third cosmopolitan. The night was starting to get interesting.
"My name is Chuck. I am a student here, obviously. Do you live near here?" he probed.
"I use to, but not anymore. I am just visiting some family for the weekend." She took a deep breath, and her mind whizzed just a little.
"Is that right? And does your husband know you are hanging out at a bar getting ogled by other men, or does that kind of thing turn him on?" Chuck leaned over the table and smiled. Rebecca's white button blouse didn't reveal much cleavage, but he could tell that she was amply built.
"Oh, is that what is happening here?" she asked coyly, placing her dark red lips to the straw of her Cosmo and taking in a long draw of the bright red liquid. She suddenly became aware of Chuck's hand on her leg and it caused her to twitch, but he kept it firmly in place.
"You don't think I just happened over her by chance do you? My wingman Bryan and I have been talking about you for awhile and you should hear the things he has been saying. He isn't quite the gentleman that I am, let me warn you."
"I am intrigued. What did he say?" she smiled and batted her eyes.
"I don't want to embarrass anyone, maybe he can tell you himself later." Chuck's hand seemed to be edging up her leg. "Maybe you would like to come over to our house for a while and he can tell you there?"
The drinks were really starting to take their effect on her now and she knew it. She laughed, "No, no. I should be going to bed now, I am next door in the hotel." She stood up to leave, and had to put her hand on the table to steady herself. Chuck was quick to respond, jumping up and taking a hold of her arm and waist.
