He went on to tell me that of the highly sex old birds who visited did so because they got a big kick out of showing their cunts when being measured f...r shoes which could take up to a hour at a time because they wanted you to finger fuck them, maybe more and talk dirty.I told Jack that I was very interested as I too adored lovely plump old ladies who wanted to show off and more. So was agreed to meet him at the shop the next day.From the outside the shop display and signage was attractive but. Those kinds of realizations are necessary when you haven't been beside anyone for the past six months. It was very nice though.I lay there for a few minutes just looking at her. What had happened that brought her into my life. Was it Fate, destiny, Miller Genuine Draft? Who knows and who really cares. This brought back a poem I wrote many years ago:When Paths CrossAlas we can but follow the paths set forth in our destiny... If by chance our two paths cross, then we may enjoy each other's. And that was the basis of an intense passion that fueled their creativity and bolstered their intimacy, something both missed in their respective lives.It was late Monday evening before I could give any attention to my lover's request from earlier that day. Upon her confession to me that she had actually come while reading my writings, she made a request for me to enjoy the same sensations as I thought of her. The power of her suggestion, and the sense that she was greatly aroused thinking of. When the movie was about half over I felt Maries hand come to rest on my leg. I was NOT expecting this. Her hand moved up my leg a bit and I could feel her breath on my neck. The movies kinda boring, she whispered. I glanced over at the guy in the aisle seat. He was asleep. Ever heard of the Mile High Club? she asked as she moved her and onto my HARD cock. No, but I can guess what it is, I whispered with a chuckle. She unzipped my fly and pulled out my eager dick. She didnt waste any time.