My name is Sara

My name is Sara. I am 38. I am divorced. I have two kids and they are both out of the house. I have always wanted to be a writer, and I stumbled on this site looking for some excitement. And now I want to share my experiences and see how my writing is rated. I hope you enjoy.

I had a pretty normal life as a wife and mother. I never strayed from my husband although after 17 years of marriage he decided too. We had a pretty standard sex life but I was interested in doing more but my ex husband never wanted to try anything new. Our sex life consisted of about three sex positions and never really lasted long. I usually did not cum which is why I would take a “bath” after sex. That is what I told him, but really I went in there with BOB (battery operated boyfriend) which was a waterproof rabbit vibrator that I got from Lelo sex company many years back, and I would finish myself off. There was never any worry of him catching me because he would be asleep immediately after sex like clockwork. It was not that exciting but that was life and I thought that was normal. And only having one boyfriend before he knocked me up when I was 17 I thought that was how sex was for a woman.

So after the divorce sex was something that was on my mind. And my girlfriends knew it cause we would always talk about our sex lives over dinner or coffee. There was only one of my girlfriends that was happy with her sex life, but all the rest of them had the same stories as me. And when I got my divorce they wasted no time telling me that I needed to go out and get laid. I was shy because it had been over 20 years since I had been in that scene. I had never thought I would be having sex with anyone but my husband for the rest of my life. And now I was fantasizing about other men. My girlfriends had lots of ideas that ranged from dating websites all the way to a some stripper party they were telling me about where you can have sex with the strippers on stage. I was not ready for all that. But I was ready to feel a little sexier. I spend the next weeks doing little things here and there like walking around the house naked, wearing very revealing things to go get the mail, and one day I drove all the way home from work with my shirt pulled down below my breasts. It was exhilarating and felt good to be free. It did not take long and I was starting to think about having sex.

I few days later it was a Saturday night and I realized that I was about to sit at the house again like I have done for 20 years. I had no kids at home, I had no one at home to make me stay anymore. I decided that it was time for me to go to the bar and just get a feel for what it was like to be out and about again. I straitened my hair and put on just enough makeup so that you can tell that I wanted to go out but not enough to send the wrong message. I decided to wear a black dress that I have had sitting in the closet for years and never got the chance to wear. It was a low cut spaghetti strap dress that fit tight to my skin and went down to just above my knees. Since I was trying to change a little I went with some black thigh highs and my 5 inch peep toe heels. And I put on some red thong panties with no bra. My breasts were 36C but they hung just a bit after my children. But the dress had support in it so they would look nice. I looked at myself in the mirror and was surprised to find a good looking woman looking back at me. My waist was thinner than my shoulders and hips but not a completely flat stomach. And my butt was a little big but the dress was doing good things. It helped that it was black and took away shadows that us women don’t like. I was feeling good and was hoping to turn at least an eye or two so I could feel a little sexier about myself.

I went to a bar in town and just decided that I was going to sit and have a drink or two and chat with the bartender. I was served pretty fast and was looking around at all the men that were in the bar. For the first time in years I was looking at them wondering what they would be like in bed. It was exciting and I would be lying if I said I was not getting a little turned on knowing that it was an option.

After about 20 min or so I noticed a guy that kept looking at me from over at the pool tables. I smiled because I had not gotten attention in so long. It was nice to know that I was still desirable. After I smiled it did not take him long to come over and say hello and offer me a drink. I was already drinking a 7 and 7 so he bought me another since mine was low. He bought himself a beer and after he took a sip he said, “Do you want to come over to the pool tables with me? I have a table.”

I did not know what I was supposed to feel but I knew that if I turned him down he might not come back. He was 23 tops, and I was scared that he would not have the confidence to come back over. So I went. As we walked over he said “I am Mike.” And extended his hand.

I shook it and said “I am Sara, it is nice to meet you.”

He smiled and then put his arm around my shoulder as he guided me through the crowd. We got to the table and there were two guys that were holding pool sticks looking at us. They immediately said “Yo bro, it is your shot!”

He said sorry and introduced me to James and Rob. All three of them were right at 6 foot. Mike and James had fit builds and I was curious immediately if they had 6 packs. That has always been something that has turned me on cause I have never been with a man that had one. And Rob was a bit bigger than them. Not fat by any means, but you could see that his belly came just a bit out further out then his chest which actually looked larger than the other two’s. Mike showed me to the table and said “it is my shot.” And walked to the table and finished his turn.

The boys completed their game as I sat there looking at each one as they bent over the table to shoot just fantasizing about what their butts looked like. Occasionally they would look back at me and I would smile and instinctively I thought that I needed to do something else, so I would take a sip from my 7 and 7. Before you knew it I was running low on number two of the night and I had not been there an hour yet. My head was light and I was feeling good.

Rob was already out of the game and as I looked at my drink he asked “what are you drinking hun?”

Not thinking about why he wanted to know I just said “7 and 7.”

He nodded his head smiled and just walked away. And after about 5 minutes he returned with a glass in one hand and a beer in the other. He laid the glass in front of me and said “there you go hun.”

“Thank you.” I said as I was realizing that I was a little buzzed.

“You want to play?” I heard come from the table. I looked and it was Mike as he was racking the balls. “Let’s play partners, you can be on my team. What do you say?”

I figured that playing pool would keep me from drinking as much so I should play. I went to get a pool stick and James right away said “take mine, I’ll get another one for me.” As he gave me the pool stick and walked away.

Mike racked the balls and Rob lined up to take the break. The balls went everywhere but nothing went in. Mike looked at me and said “your shot Sara.”

I walked around to the side where I thought I had the best shot. I enjoyed playing pool but was not that good. I prepared to take the shot and noticed all the boys standing together chatting. They were all three looking at me and smiling. I just took my shot and enjoyed the attention. The game went like this for quite some time. I was not making very many of my shots. Before I took my next shot I heard Mike’s voice almost in my ear, “you want me to help you?” I just stayed bent over the table and didn’t say anything. I had no idea what I was supposed to say. “Here let me show you.” He said as he reached around me and guided the stick. He pulled the stick back and forth as he started to lean his body into mine. Finally we shot and missed cause I do not think that either one of us was even looking at the pool table. I actually had my eyes closed because my entire body had gotten very warm and I was turned on. I was more turned on right then than I had been in a Very long time!!! I opened my eyes as Mike let go and drug his hands across my lower back as he stood up. I saw the other two boys looking right down my dress. I stood up and let the boys shoot as I sipped on my drink.

When it came to my turn again I felt a hand on my lower back and saw a large forearm go to the table. “Mike sucks at pool, let me show you how to make a shot hun.” Rob must have been from the south cause he had a bit of an accent and he kept calling me “hun” which I have always been told is what everyone calls everyone down there. I will say that I was enjoying it. He leaned in with his arms wrapped around me and guided the stick back and forth in our hands. I could feel something on my left leg that I was unsure what it was. As he was buying himself time guiding the stick back and forth talking to me about the different shots that we could take I noticed that the thing I felt was moving. I was shocked to have the realization that it was his dick. It felt like a summer sausage. It was girthy and long and throbbing. I could literally feel the blood pulsing in and out of it. Not only was I warm again like earlier, but I was immediately wet. I could feel my panties getting moist. We finally took the shot and to my surprise we dropped a ball in the corner pocket. I was excited about this, not because a ball went in, but because that meant that he could stay holding me and I could keep feeling this amazing dick on my skin. We shot again and again and he was just guiding me as he was sinking shots. I just kept letting him move me around. In between shots he would put his hands on my hips and walk me to the part of the table that he wanted me at. I just went with it because I knew when we got there I could feel him against me again. We finally missed one and as I walked back to my drink I just thought about the dirty things that I was going to think about when I got home tonight.

The boys finished their game without my shot coming back up. Mike and I won. James walked away and I stood there talking with Rob and Mike. That is when I found out that they were in the Army. They had recently returned from Iraq. (I have always had a thing for men in uniform, even if they were not wearing it right then.) They were nice and every minute or so one would reach over and touch me on the arm or the side. Each time that they did I would feel my skin tingle. It was amazing! I was standing here with three good looking guys that were giving me attention. This was a feeling that I never thought I would have. I had done it when I was younger but never in a million years did I think that I would get attention from guys like this being 38 and after 2 children. James returned to the table and went to my side. He had a round of shots for everyone and a new drink for everyone as well. Including me. He handed me a shot and I just instinctively grabbed it. They raised the glasses so I did as well, and James said, “To a wonderful night.” I nodded and took my shot. I got done way after the other boys. As a matter of fact I had to take three sips to get mine down. They were all laughing and looking at me when I laid my glass down. I just smiled.

We chit chatted a bit and I am not sure when it happened but I felt hands on my shoulders. It was James, or so I thought since I could see the other two boys. He asked me “So what is a pretty lady like you doing out at a bar?” as he started to kneed the muscles in my shoulders. I had to work really hard not to just close my eyes and enjoy it since I had not had a massage in years. And also I think that I was blushing since I had just been called “pretty” in I don’t know how long. I told them that I was just out to a bar cause I had nothing to do. I figured that was all they needed to know.

Rob in a louder than needed voice said “yeah! Us too.” You could tell that he was getting a little drunk.