Green Eyed Monster

Spring Fling

Right after the holidays, I got a personal trainer. I'm ready to date and maybe even get myself some. I haven't had sex in months. And the last guy I slept with was so pitiful, I vowed I'd never have a desperate lay ever again.

Although I know Gypsy isn't an ideal friend, still she's cool and fun. Pinky and I have been hanging with her and her bestie Valerie. Valerie is the life of the party. She cusses like a sailor, but is lovable. 

It's the weekend, so we four decide to go out. We go to the local bar and grill. It's packed tonight. We're eating when Valerie looks around, saying, "There's not one man turning me on in here. We need to take our old asses to the club! Younger men love us now! Let's go get laid tonight."

"I'm game." Gypsy agrees.

Looking at Pinky, I shrug, saying, "I'm down too."

Pinky shakes her head, "No. I'm not a whore."

"No prob, we'll drop you off at home. Do you need to stop and get batteries first?" asks Valerie.

Gypsy bursts into laughter. Face twisted, Pinky asks, "Why would I need batteries?"

"Please don't tell us you still use your finger. I'll beat your ass right here, right now, if you do."

Pinky's looking at me so perplexed. Valerie then realizes she's truly clueless. Now, scowling, she says, "Nah, you're definitely coming with us. This bitch hasn't had sex in so long I'm speaking a foreign language to her ass!"

Valerie and Gypsy are falling over laughing. Pinky's staring at me deep in thought. I snap, "Earth to Pinky. Are you hanging or not?"

"I'll come."

"Woman, relax. This will be fun, I promise you," Valerie scowls.

Pinky nods. We then get into our Lyft and head to the club.

I'm proud of my new toned body. I'm wearing a cropped top with a long, flowing skirt that has splits on both sides, reaching up to my mid-thighs. As soon as we sit, someone sends me a drink. Valerie shouts, "That's what I'm talking about! Let's find him and see if he's worth a ride tonight."

The waitress points him out. He's attractive, but too short for my taste. Valerie says, "No small dicks tonight. Sorry, Mae, he's a dud."

We're all receiving drinks most of the night. By the night's end, we all leave with someone. It's three friends hanging out that connect with us. The guy into Gypsy name is Harold. Harold says, "My brother's home. He just got in from out of town. He was too tired to hang, but he's up and ready to come out now. We can meet him at a restaurant."

We agree, so he'd be Pinky's date. We meet Harold's brother Ollie there. We eight sit and start conversing. All our dates are 33 years old and younger. Ollie is the oldest at 33, then there's Harold at 29, his best friend Lucius, who is my date, is 28, and their other friend Lazlo, who is 26. He's with Valerie, who's only 34.

Ollie's very attractive. To be honest, he and Valerie make a cute couple. You can tell he isn't attracted to Pinky, but he makes her feel very comfortable. We're already tipsy from the club; now here we're drinking again.

Lucius leans in and says into my ear, "So do you live near here?"

"Yes. You?"

"Nah, I'm about 45 minutes out. Closer to Mackinaw. We're all hanging out at Harold's tonight."

"Cool."

"Or I could hang with you at your house."

Lucius is sexy. He's tall with a nice weight, neither too slim nor too big. He has nice teeth and eyes, and he looks swirly. Perhaps a Latino mixed with Black or Colombian, a nice dark toffee color. Gazing in his eyes, I answer, "Sure."