Tonight, she wore a shapeless white cafeteria uniform with an oversized apron. Her hair was done up in a bun on top of her head. She wore opaque white...stockings, and what Malcolm had to believe were the most hideous white orthopedic shoes ever created. All she needed now was a hair net and she would be the perfect high school ‘lunch lady’. Previous efforts had included takeoffs on Hazel and Alice from TV fame, and a truly wretched Russian babushka. He dreaded to think what her next creation. Really, they ought to be thanking me for what I was doing tonight. I mean,did any of them really want to spend another boring night huddled togetherpretending that they were actually having fun? No, of course not. My planswere so much better.Kevin stopped beside one of the girls, a lanky girl whose dress would havebetter suited someone whose bra was just a few sizes larger. There was amix of confusion and outrage as he laid his hand on her arm, but in lessthan a second her face went blank. I. A few years ago, I had a rental property that was a fourplex. All the renters in the complex were of somewhat advanced age and 3 of the four apartments were being rented by women over 60. From time to time I would mow the lawn or respond to a request for repairs but overall, the property ran itself. Frankly, I did not mind dropping by from time to time as these women were quite attractive. I am a 45-year-old horny man who has always been attracted to women older than me. It is just the way I am. Right on cue I heard the card-key in the lock and the door opened. I was laying crossways on the bed, facing away from you so that your first view would be of my bare bottom gleaming in the sun, my secret place barely concealed by the crotch of my undies. I waggled my boots enticingly again and smiled at you over my shoulder with eyes softened by arousal. The nakedness of your eyes on me was like being penetrated. It made me tremble. Without a word and never taking your eyes from my body, you.