Amanda threw on a robe and walked her young lover to the door.

"I think you'll have some fun," Debra said, grinning wickedly.

"I'm going to start today," Amanda announced proudly. "Why waste time? Maybe I'll find a cute guy while I'm out grocery shopping!"

"Since Jake's gone, why don't you join Tom and me for dinner tonight?" Debra said. "It's Friday, so the kids will probably have dates. Come by about seven. We'll kill some wine and chat."

"I've be there," Amanda said. She kissed Debra one more time and watched her walk down the sidewalk toward her house.

Amanda returned to her bedroom to get dressed for the supermarket. She felt refreshed. Her session with Debra had been just what she needed to bring her out of the doldrums caused by her problems with Jake.

Fingering her cunt for a moment, Amanda relived the morning's excitement one more time. She and Debra had been lovers ever since Debra and her husband Tom had moved in next door ten years earlier. They had started out as friends, but that quickly changed when Debra cornered her in the kitchen during a party one night and kissed her passionately. Amanda felt a flame ignite in her cunt the moment their lips touched, and they had been close lovers ever since.

Last in thought, Amanda rummaged through her dresser for something to wear. She pulled a pair of frilly bikini underwear from the wad of lingerie in one drawer and held them up. She started to put them back, then stopped and smiled. These would do nicely! Reaching into another drawer, she removed a tight blouse and her shortest miniskirt. If this get-up didn't bring her some attention, nothing would!

Dressing quickly, Amanda admired herself in the bedroom mirror. She hadn't put on a bra and the blouse really accentuated her large melon-like tits. Slipping into her highest fuck-me shoes, she realized that even at thirty-eight she still had terrific legs. But were they good enough to get her laid? No way to find out until you do it, she decided. Seconds later she was out the door.