In her mid fifties, Linda told me she was a lady of leisure married to a rich businessman, away most of the time. It was the first time she came back ...o Paris since her college days (I didn't dare asking how many years).First, we walked to the Harris bar, a few blocks away then had dinner in a brasserie on the boulevard, next to the Opera. While eating, she made no secret she fancied me and I had to confess than mature ladies always turned me on, not telling her I was entertaining a secret. Destiny had a hand in what happened that day back in June." I'm sure you're right, Glynn, but does it matter now? We're together and whatever the circumstances were that led to us meeting, it happened and the improbable storybook ending is in sight." I don't want an ending," she said, turning to him. "I want this to go on forever. I feel too good to think about an end. I waited a long time ... we both did ... before our destinies decided we should meet. So let's not talk about endings. This is. I ran my hands through her hair and slowly down her back just barely touching the skin. I could feel the muscles under the surface of the skin jump and twitch. Reaching her bra I undid the two hooks and I heard her gasp as I let them go, I slid the straps down her arms and the bra fell to the floor. She immediately crossed her arms in front of her to cover. Still being behind her I pulled her arms back down telling her she couldn't cover up. I started rubbing at her shoulders and worked my way. She spread her legs and I rubbed downward, getting her sex lips between my fingers. Her hairless vulva was tightly closed, but her labia were puffy. She made a noise, just an Um, as I withdrew, rubbed my hands on her shoulders and got back to mowing. She glistened. It took me a while to relax.I did the other side of the lawn and when I got back to her area, she and the aluminum chaise were gone. I finished mowing, did the trimming with one of those string things, battery powered, and then went.