She was wearing the spaghetti strapped short red dress I got her on Valentine's Day. It was the one I bought her when we went to a short dinner and th...n to a hotel. Our next door neighbor's daughter was willing to watch our children for us for the night so we could have this time to ourselves.We decided that Katie shouldn't wear this dress again because she spent every spare moment I wasn't near her fighting off all the males determined to get her to leave me there and go off with them. A. I decided to give a call to my favorite phone mistress for a session. She was always so good to me knowing just how rough or gentle I needed her to be. Tonight she said she would walk me through a fantasy of the two of us going out and picking up a guy to take home to fuck me. It was so sexy hearing her talk me through the process of her dressing me, and getting ready to pimp me out to a guy at a bar. Once she got to a point where we found someone to take home, she told me to get my dildo. That said, I still absolutely love the smell, look, and touch of an older woman. I've had plenty in my life, some with their husbands permission but still, older women just get me goingI met 'let's call her tina' at the gym where a casual hello turned into spying one another, talking during our workouts, and walking out together while chatting. Tina is 63 and I have to say, she's tall, blond, curly hair, thin, and built better than most 18yr old girls and her ass is simply perfect. I love to. "What? Why are you sorry?"A tear slid down her cheek."I am sorry I did not give you another son. It always seemed like there would be plenty of time and what with the girls always underfoot and Henri toddling along after them, I never felt a lack, but I suppose the time for regrets ran out on that quite some time ago."Erik turned to face his beloved and took both of her hands in his."Ma chère, hush! I, too, never felt a lack. I have no regrets. It was simply Henri's time. I treasure the time we.