In Praise Of The Older Woman...Part III
When I called I reminded her of who I was, said I had since
received her letter, and was sorry that I was so abrupt beforethat
she sounded very interesting to me and I wanted to chat
more. We started chit-chatting, getting-to-know you
stuff about similar interests and food that we liked or
whatever, when I decided to get a little bolder. I asked
about her marriage and what she had meant by the fact that
she was neglected and so forth. I was expecting that, even
though her letter was fairly forthcoming, that on the phone
she would be much more guarded, but she proceeded to tell
me about how he verbally abused her, and that there wasnt
much romance or passion in their relationship. BINGO!
Wasnt much passionthe polite way of saying I wasnt
getting fucked enough! Well, I seized the opportunity
and pushed a little further. Is that still something thats
important to you, if youll forgive me, at your age?
Oh my yes, I still enjoy sex very much
Really!? I have to admit, Im a very sexual person too.
What kinds of things turn you on?
She started off nice and soft and safe Well, I mentioned
that I LOVE lingerieand kissingand lots of foreplay
Yeah, kissing is SOOO important. She can tell, even before
the sex, if its going to be any good by the kiss. And if I do
say so myself, Ive been told Im an excellent kisser.
What
else do you likewhat kind of foreplay?
She started to get a little bolder Well, I like to have my
neck kissed and my ears nibbled. And I love oral sex
I was so raging hard at this point I was about to split out
of my skin. Giving or receiving I asked.
Both she said.
Dont get me wrong, I love to get it, but I really love to
give it. Nothing turns me on more than to make a woman cum,
especially if shes loud when she does. Would you say that
you are loud when you cum?
Oh god yes
And just when I thought I couldnt get any more turned on,
I did. Id be lying (and this is a true story by the way) if
I told you I remembered exactly what was said after that,
but the gist of it is that we continued to talk about what
turned us on, how good it made us feel, and the conversation
definitely got breathy. Thank god I had never had phone
sex up to that point either or it might have just naturally
concluded on to that and ended there. But she had come this
far with me and I decided to take the boldest step: I asked
where she lived and as luck would have it, it was close (not
right around the corner, but certainly close enough).
I said how good it would feel that instead of just talking
about all these things on the phone, if we could actually
get together and do them and she agreed.
I sheepishly asked
if I should come over and she said yes. I needed to shower
and go or I was going to lose the hard-on and nerve that had
taken me this far, but before I went she asked one last question
before we would meet.
Whats your favorite color she asked?
Purple I said. Why?
Because thats what color lingerie I want to greet you
in