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A little over three months ago, I was at work, setting up the classroom for the day and chatting it up with my coworker Ashley. We were discussing a few things, including our home life. We had been friends for several years and basically told each other everything. During that time, I had been butting heads with my husband, and when I told Ashley, she suggested we go out one day after work for happy hour, to let loose. I wasn't opposed to the idea, as it would be nice to get out of the house and enjoy myself. Ashley and I had gone out for drinks in the past, but it had been a while since we had done so. I told her it sounded like a great idea, and we made plans for Thursday afternoon.

When Thursday arrived, Ashley and I went through the day, working with our students. Once the school day was over, we gathered our things, and headed down the street, where there was a bar and Grill located. This was our main spot, as we had gone there several times before. We arrived within a couple minutes, and as we headed in, most of the guys who were at the bar greeted Ashley. I chuckled, and shook my head, while she smiled. You see, growing up, Ashley had been one of the biggest sluts in the area, which is why most of the guys knew her. We even had fathers who came to the school to drop off their kids, who knew her as well. She got around quite a bit and enjoyed herself. Me, on the other hand, grew up quietly, going to school, getting my degree, and eventually getting married and starting a family. My husband was the only guy who I had ever been with, and even though he had given me permission in the past to have some fun, I never did it. I kind of prided myself on being with just him, unlike my dear friend Ashley. She was married now, and had three kids, but I knew that she would have fun in an instant if the opportunity presented itself.

Once we were inside, we grabbed a table and ordered ourselves a couple of beers while we went over the menus. Eventually, we ordered some food and kicked back and relaxed, while chatting it up. As we did, we also enjoyed a couple of beers, and both began to mellow out. We enjoyed our food, and chatted about whatever came to mind, while enjoying our afternoon.

About an hour or so after we had arrived, we heard someone call out to us, and looked up to see two younger guys, standing by our table. We smiled at them, and greeted them, and they did the same, while asking if they could join us for a beer. Ashley looked at me, and shrugged her shoulders, and I replied, saying why not. They quickly sat down and ordered another round for the table as we all began to chat.

We spent the next hour or so chatting it up with Scotty and Joey, who were both college students, and lived in the area. As we all chatted, we enjoyed ourselves, and really seemed to be hitting it off. Naturally, the guys were flirting with us, and both Ashley and I were taken by surprise by it because we were both much older than they were. I was 40 years old, and Ashley was 38, and here we had these young 20 something-year-old guys hitting on us. It felt good, because I hadn't gotten that kind of attention in a very long time, and like I said, things at home had been a little rough lately, so I welcomed the guys hitting on me.

About an hour or so after we met them, Scotty extended an invite, for us to continue hanging, and keep the evening going back at their apartment. Naturally, Ashley jumped on it before I could even respond, but since we were having such a great time, and the guys lived nearby, I decided to go along with it as well. We wrapped up at the bar, and the guys even paid our tab which was very nice of them. Once we were all set, we left the bar and headed a few blocks over, to Scotty's apartment.

When we arrived, we headed into the living room, where Ashley and I sat on the couch while Scotty and Joey went to grab some beers. They returned a few minutes later with the beers, as well as a bottle of fireball. I quickly shook my head and laughed, because fireball was our arch nemesis. Whenever Ashley and I drank fireball, we got pretty tuned up, and often woke up the following morning, not remembering what we had done the previous evening. Ashley, in particular, was bad with the fireball, because she only weighed like 100 pounds, so they went to her head very quickly, especially combined with a few beers.

The guys poured everyone a shot, and after a toast, we took it as we relaxed on the couches and watched some TV. We continued to chat, and

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