After the divorce from my husband, I jumped into my work like never before to forget the pain of separation. With some time gone bye, my close friends said that I needed to get on with my life and start living again. The thought of dating, well drove me to the edge of my nerves. The idea of how to do it was there, but my nerve to do so wasn't.
After work one day, a co-worker and I went out to a dance club for a few drinks. Just us two girls on the town for a little nightlife. My son was home before I left for the club, and quite shocked to she his mom in a short black dress with a deep neck line.
I'm 42 years old, and I'm told still quite attractive. I'm 5'10" about 120 lbs, long brown hair with blue eyes, 38d 23 32. I guess it runs in the family, my son's a looker too. He seems to get a lot of attention from the girls at his school.
So as I leave the house for my night of fun, I give him a peck on the cheek and tell him not to stay up late. He's 18 but I still baby him since my divorce.
The club was packed with lots of people, its been awhile since I've had a single woman's nightlife. The men there seemed all quite handsome. After a few drinks, I accepted a dance offer. That was nice, the guy was just about my son's age. The evening was fun, but it did have to come to an end. My girlfriend as driving so I could do some drinking, and have a safe ride home. Wow what a buzz I had.