It was a late summer night, and I had gone over to my friends house to jam some tunes a couple streets over. We jammed some funky jazz tunes and smoked pot for hours. After we had finished up the 4 hour jam sesh in the basement studio, we decided we should head upstairs to the garage to kick it in the summer breeze and enjoy some cold beers.
While sitting in the garage on some grungy couches – the door swings open abruptly welcoming 3 pairs of legs (from what I could see), an older woman, a middle aged man, and lastly, a smoking hot 37 year old blonde woman. Shortish hair, rosy red cheeks and beautiful eyes with the perfect amount of makeup. She was taller – maybe 5’9 or so. She had a turquoise summer top on that hung low showing the top of her perky B cup sized breats. Her toes were painted to match her turquoise shirt and she had a tan all over her body. I was drooling at the sight of her and thought theres no way in hell she would ever be interested in a 21 year old young man such as my self. Although I do look a lot older for my age, I just thought there was no way in hell. She was way out of my league.