Thank God It's Friday
I'm 26, and I'm a single parent with a three year old. I have a deadbeat ex-husband and work seventy hours a week to pay my bills. I don't have time to date. I almost had a complete nervous breakdown a while back and being lonely was a huge factor. It was like everything came crashing down on me at once.
After my divorce I didn't have any money and moved in with my parents to help me get back on my feet. It took a year until I was financially stable enough to move out on my own, but that was only a couple of weeks ago. Sometimes I wonder how I ever made it through that year.
One of my girlfriends was there to comfort me though and her advice was to schedule in one day a month just for me. "Get a babysitter and have a good time- get laid," were her exact words. My sex life was non-existent until I took her advice.
The only problem was that my folks lived in a small town and if they found out I was sleeping around they would freak. Yes I know, this isn't the sort of problem a 26 year old woman should ever have, but it's the truth and it was a very real dilemma for me.
The solution was signing up on Adult Friend Finder and meeting guys from a nearby city at a motel just outside of town. It saved a lot of time. I didn't have to search for men at a bar, and I didn't have to worry about some guy phoning me at my parents' house for another date, or being seen by any of their gossipy church friends. I made all arrangements and got to know the guys discretely using my computer. I ended up having a number of wild affairs without anyone ever suspecting a thing.
My girlfriend was completely right- only instead of once a month I managed to squeeze in the time for a good lay once a week. Every Friday my parents would babysit for me and I would have the evening to myself with a hot guy. It got to be so routine that every Thursday my pussy was just aching for a hard cock, and getting through my work day on Fridays was rough. The anticipation of what I would be doing that night had me daydreaming constantly.
I had a number of lovers during that time, eight in total, but none of them compared to Max- an overly muscular construction worker that I just couldn't get enough of. The weekends with Max were amazing. It was every Friday for two months we'd fuck like crazy. There wasn't anything particular about him that I found attractive, except he was very muscular. His cock was average size, six inches, but he had so much energy it was like being carried away on a roller coaster ride. A ride that fucked me until I'd had at least three orgasms and felt like the sexiest woman alive.
I was still very emotionally fragile at that time and I even wanted to start dating Max for real, but it was obvious he didn't like the idea of a serious relationship. He broke it off with the excuse that he felt we were incompatible and spending more time together would only make our eventual break up harder. What a crock. Men are assholes, I'm just glad I didn't spend more time with him doing the usual things couples do- going out on dates, meeting his parents, that sort of garbage. I went wild with many different men after that, and I think it cured me of feeling like I need to have a man to make me complete.
Now that I'm on my own I don't have to run around from motel to motel anymore. My Fridays have even gotten a little wilder, I can party for an entire night when I can get my parrents to babysit. My life is finally under control and I'm thinking about looking for a new husband, but there's no rush. I'm starting to really like variety and enjoy the freedom of being single.
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