Hi.
Where do I start? At the beginning I suppose. Initially, I led what would be called a normal life: typical fumblings in my teenage years, had sex with my first real boyfriend, married him, and settled down as a normal housewife with what most people would call a standard married sex life.
By the time I was about twenty-seven, I started to get what men would call the seven-year itch and had begun to wonder if there was more to life than being a mum and wife. I was lucky enough to get a job as a nursing assistant at a local hospital; this was a revelation to me, my own friends, time to myself, and even my own social life.
It came as quite a nice surprise to get noticed and chatted up by other staff including the male nurses and it did wonders for my confidence. Even our sex life at home improved as I gained confidence and started to discover the excitement of flirting, blokes trying it on, and asking me on dates.
I got a real shock when I went to the hospital social club one night and a quite dishy male nurse who often flirted with me asked me outside for a smoke …my first proper extramarital kiss, and within minutes he was kissing my neck which sent tingles through my body. He soon had my bra undone and was kissing my boobs, next thing I knew his hand was up my skirt, it wasn't long before my knickers were around my ankles and he was fingering me. I came to my senses and stopped it from going any further but could not get out of my mind how exciting it was and that someone other than my husband wanted me.
Life settled back down, although with my new confidence, I think my husband benefited most as I got more adventurous in bed. I started to realise how much fun sex could be and wondered what I had been missing, I also discovered that wearing slightly shorter skirts and stockings had an amazing effect on men.
Moving forward I got asked to go out with the girls to a local dance/disco and put on my little black dress with matching black undies and off we went to town as hubby babysat and told me to have fun ……little did he know!.
As per normal we were dancing around handbags etc, a couple of the girls were off looking for blokes and some were at the bar, leaving just me and my friend Sue, drowning our sorrows at our table when two smart blokes ( turned out to be soldiers) asked if they could join us. Sue immediately said yes and for the rest of the evening, they chatted us up, plied us with drinks and of course danced with us.