This is a true story from a few years ago. I’d never been with a older woman before (or since, I suppose) who’d been as sexually confident and assertive.
Disclaimers: Names changed for fairly obvious reasons. Additionally, readers can **skip to the marked foreplay and sex parts** below, as this is a fairly long story.
Your cast:
Me: ‘D’ Six feet tall, 26YO at the time, athletic white guy.
Her: ‘Kari’ about 50YO, white, petite and athletic/muscular, sandy blonde hair and about 5’5’ (with A/B-cup breasts).
It started at a local bar. I’d just gotten off a long week of work and was simply intending to eat dinner and head home for some needed rest. As I was finishing my beer for the night, an older woman and her friend sat down beside me.
I did an awkward and probably very obvious attempt to pretend like I wasn’t checking her out. She had a wonderful sundress and heels and I was really drawn to her sleek shoulders and toned, tanned legs.
She smiled at me and asked if she could sit down.
“Sure” I replied, nervous that our only interaction thus far was way too creepy.