CrazyAngel

It took only a few weeks for Jennifer to get used to using her new name. She had never cared for her birth name, finding it too dull, boring and plain. She felt that Jennifer had some sex appeal and sounded younger.After retiring from a twenty-five-year nursing career, finalizing her divorce, and recovering from menopause it was time to make some changes. She sold the house ( fuck you, Tom ) and moved into a condo in the hip and revitalized neighborhood by the University.She felt revitalized by her new start as well. A new wardrobe and a new hairstyle with a change in color made her feel better about herself. She felt younger, more appealing, and, oddly enough, hornier than she had been in years. Once her hormones settled and the stress of the divorce ( fuck you again, Tom ) disappeared her dormant libido ignited like dry grass in a drought and the hard-to-lose pounds fell away as her energy increased. She felt great and looked great.Fantasy and masturbating were back on the menu. Toys, erotic stories, and pornography were now part of her regular routine and she found herself checking out men regularly. A few times she caught herself staring at a nice crotch or some muscular forearms and had to resist the urge to reach out and touch them. The years of married indifference and sexual disinterest had taken their toll, and Tom?s affair had added fuel to the fire of depression, anxiety, and loss of self-esteem. She wasn?t quite ready to act on her new and exciting feelings.Until she went to the bookstore.The bookstore was Max?s Books