Hers was very dry and self-deprecating. She would make jokes about herself, saying how fat and unattractive she was, which I would gently deny. She wa... very blunt too. She would tell me when she had had sex with her husband, or when she was having her period. She started to make jokes in front of other people about how we were having an affair. They would laugh, and I would too, but frankly the idea of it intrigued me, although I doubted it would ever happen. One day I was sitting at my desk,. Looking into the large mirror over the lavatory, I reminded myself that I was still a handsome woman for my age. I had no problem attracting male attention, even now I had noticed more than one male head turn as I conversed with my ‘date.’ Picking up my purse, I headed back to my ‘date.’ Five more minutes was the thought that filled my mind at the moment. I smiled politely as I returned to my seat. I picked up my coffee and took a large gulp, attempting to empty it quickly so I could excuse. 1)Your skin will besmoother and softer 2) your hair will not bald, in fact you willprobably get some of it back and it will be smoother and softer 3) youcan get a little fat off your belly and keep it slim 4) you willhopefully get a bit of fat on your hips and butt helping with the closesand your sexiness to keep me wet 5) you will be at less risk for heartattacks and heart disease 6) your nipples will grow, maybe not boobsbecause of your age but we have solutions. For too much we can have. She was not bad looking for being older, and something about the way she couldn't hold in her breath as I touched her let me know that she was sensual and young deep inside. I bent over and licked her exposed ear. "My sweet son," she said as I licked her ear hole a bit, nibbled her ear lobe, then I spoke in her ear, "sister, I want to treat you like the old filthy whore you really are in your sweet old beautiful heart. I want to celebrate the flesh that is your body, sister. I want to make.