Now single once again, she decided to have a bit of fun before looking for her next husband.
Sleeping around for a bit did not go down well with her son from her first marriage.
She met 50-year-old Alan at a bar for singles.
They hit it off immediately and started dating.
They seem to have so much in common and so much alike.
Even her son approved of him and enjoyed his company.
Three weeks after meeting, they decided, after a night of drinking, dancing and romance, to finally get beneath the sheets together.
The sex was energetic, creative and extremely enjoyable. She felt an orgasm like she'd never felt before, and then everything went dark.
She did not know the man she had just fucked had slipped his soul out of his body and into hers and was now taking control.
It was only when she heard The Voice Echo around her, telling her to be calm, to not panic and not to fight what was happening she started to worry.
After a few seconds, she could see and hear everything, but had no control over her body; she was now a passenger behind her own eyes.
She watched her body to climb out of bed, look down at the man she had just screwed, lift up the bed sheet and said You were not about cock, but it's time to have a vagina once again.
The man, some hours later in awoke not knowing who he was, where he was or what was going on.
She kicked him out of the house naked and left him to walk down the road, slowly regaining his memories of who he used to be but was no longer, thanks to the possessor of his body spending all his money, ruining his relationship and destroying his business.
Allen was now a middle-aged, wealthy woman with one child, a house and complete an otter financial freedom for the time being.
He found it strange that her son did not notice anything different about his mother.
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