Slowly, I was creating a past that was shaping who I was as awoman.If you were to look at me, you wouldn't think me anything but awoman. Even knowing...what you know now. I wasn't a model, but I wasattractive. I had a marvelous body. I had been relatively goodlooking as a guy. My mom had been attractive too. I have C-cupbreasts too now, like she had. I don't remember her hair long likemine is, but in her old pictures it was. Hair, long hair, is such anadvantage for a woman. So many. After some time, she left teaching and moved about hour away for a better job. I went to see her in her new place, at the house warming party. The party was a typical older simple party. Several teachers were there, along with a few former students. As the party winded down, Betty was slowly cleaning up. As 9pm came about, it was just me and her. I was in the kitchen cleaning her dishes, putting the rest in the dishwasher. As I cleaned off the last dish, Betty grabbed some soap suds and flicked. " You can't be, you must only be mid fifties if that." You keep saying the right things don't you?...Actually I am sixty-three."Now that was older than she looked and older than Ian thought but it did not discourage him in any way."Well if you really are sixty-three you are a gorgeous sixty-three."Anita was enjoying flirting with this young man but she thought that, perhaps, her daughter would be missing her soon."Um, thank you for the cigarette and I have enjoyed talking to you but I had. I’ve been needing this for days. Did I tell you that I started to get wood when Dr. Cargill approved my thesis? Now shut up and suck.” I was only half joking. The promise of her mouth on my cock did make my cock twitch to life a bit when I was meeting with Dr. Cargill.Beth licked slowly from the base of my cock to the sensitive underside of the tip. My cock throbbed in anticipation. Again she licked me like a dripping ice cream cone, this time locking her eyes on mine. Damn, I loved it. She.