When I shot she bucked, when I shot again her whole body responded again. When I had finally finished I stayed inside her and pulled her body up so I ...ould get her face to mine. I kissed her deep and once I was soft enough and pulled out of her I turned her over and held her against me. We parted ways with a kiss and I told her I had things to do, that there would be company coming over for my weekly poker game. She asked how she could help and I told her she could help me clean up a bit. Once. The high heels also gave me a very alluring "strut" where my hips swung more than usual. I noticed as I walked through the lobby of the hotel that several men were staring at my behind. That certainly helped to make me feel better!Once I arrived at the "party" it was the same usual stuff, networking, chatting, exchanging pleasantries. Three men asked me to go dance so I was kept busy and it felt nice to have men desire me. I started thinking that maybe I should just go with another man since I. After a few seconds, her eyes opened and she smiled at me. ‘What?’ ‘Nothing,’ I said. ‘Sorry.’ ‘Don’t be,’ she whispered and rolled to face me. We were only inches apart. My mouth went dry and she reached out and touched my face. ‘Is this all right?’ she asked. I could only nod. ‘Can I kiss you, Marri?’ I nodded again and took a deep breath. She slid even closer and tipped her face to mine. My eyelids fluttered and closed and I felt her soft lips brush over them. She then kissed my cheeks and I. “We are going to get on like a house on fire,” Bev said.I raised my glass in acknowledgement with Bev. We clinked glasses and kissed again. This was the beginning of a beautiful relationship I thought. I was under no misapprehension this was about love. Not at this stage anyway. We had something connecting us and a lot to discover. Bev was thinking the same. “So let’s be mature about this”, she said and went on. “You have a life and so do I. We are separated by almost 10 years in age. .