As the morning sun shone brightly on that winter’s day, Susan kissed Alex goodbye, climbed into her car and lit a cigarette. She needed the hit of nicotine to help her come down from last night. Never had she had such intense sex. Or even close. She lost count of the orgasms. She had a quick look in the rear view mirror as she pulled away from his drive. She was wearing no make up and her hair needed a better brush. She was uncomfortable looking like that but had left in a hurry as she had to go home and change for work. So different to when she arrived at Alex’s house the previous night. Then she was looking fantastic, feeling sexy and dressed the same way. Susan was a forty something blonde, slim with a medium bust. Her hair was slightly longer than shoulder length and she would often have it tied in a pony tail but last night it was in curls. She felt odd driving home in the morning dressed in a glittery gold dress and barefoot. Her black heels were on the back seat where she discarded them to drive.

Her brain was racing. What a night. It all started with a quiet dinner. Alex was a great cook. And an even better lover. How many orgasms was it? Well two on the sofa to start. Then a third on the bed. Another in the shower. A fifth on the bed and maybe a sixth? Then the last one after breakfast. And he came four times? The first when he fucked her on the sofa. That was nice. Then again when in bed. Then he covered her face when in the shower. The bed again. And then this morning, Oh, so five times. It was incredible. She hoped it wouldn’t be a one night stand. Her expectations weren’t high, she knew Alex had a string of girls before. Everyone at the club knew. He had a reputation. And he was not only wealthy but very handsome and athletic. He could have most single girls that he wanted and quite a few married ones too. Susan was divorced and ten years older than Alex so was a little surprised when he asked her to his house for dinner. She thought it might end up in sex but wasn’t completely sure. She never envisioned it being an all night thing. She smiled to herself. Fuck, what a night.

For the next few days she kept checking her phone.