Cora and Mark were my friends from the good old days, when we were all in our young 20s.

Those had been wild and salacious times, full of frenzied sex and crazy hookups. Everybody had slept with everybody else, sometimes three or four at a time.

I missed those days. I had held on to my taut feminine physique, and at 42, I was single and still a sexy physical specimen. But I didn’t have a social circle of oversexed college-age bucks and bunnies around me anymore. I still enjoyed the occasional relationship or one-night stand with someone my age, but it wasn’t like the sex circus of my youth, when I’d fuck five different people in a week.

Cora got me on my cell as I was coming out of the gym. My body hummed with energy, like it always did after a satisfying workout.

“Dana?... Read More