I am a lady - not a whore. older woman / younger man. (fm:older women/men, 961 words) [1/2] show all parts
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|She knew he was only with her for her late husband's money. But, she could deceive her own desires into believing otherwise. she desired sex. he would give it to her - better than she had ever had before. older woman and younger man.|
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Don't forget to vote for this story, in the yellow voting box below the story!She knew he was only with her for her late husbands money. But, she could deceive her own desires into believing otherwise. After all she was much older than him. She was tired of being alone drifting from door frame to store front, listening artificially as old friends scheduled dates of which she had no intention of attending. What she saw in him was the beauty of his nose chiseled to perfection, his marine eyes which drown her soul and the tightness of his behind - she spend many moments staring longingly towards those features, more commonly the latter. He was so different from her husband, she loved her husband for his mind - a mind filled with secrets and thoughts, intelligence that could distract her for hours. But, now he's gone. Now she wanted something different, something which she had be starved of for there last few years. And now was the time to get it.
They met at an elegant site, as usual; he was wearing a dinner suit and she in a pale pink evening gown suitable for the occasion. Streetcars whirred past the glass. This was their third meeting - she did not believe she could contain her emotions and desires much longer. He leaned over the table with a cockiness which drove her almost to orgasm knowing exactly the emotions she was trying hopelessly to keep at bay and kissed her on the cheek. She blushed, as a lady would. As they finished dinner her palms began to sweat while he lead her up to her apartment. She wanted to desperately for him to stay. With him standing behind him she unlocked the door with a creek that served as a metaphor for the desires he unlocked within her. They sat beside each other ...
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