“Why not?”, she thought. She'd never had any complaints from men or women for that matter. The men were more apt to stare, but the women would ste...l glances and later confess, “You look great!”Sondra knew when she was being watched, and when the admirer was a stranger in a safe setting, the whole thing took on the quality of a game, an exciting game. Once she had aroused an athletic-looking waiter to more than a casual interest. It was a late dinner for Sondra. She had had a long day, and was. We often spoke to each other during sex, even oral sex, which was our preferred method of satisfying ourselves and each other.Recently we had increased our gym nights from two to three each week, working out on the machines and enjoying the ever-present eye candy. For a couple in our forties, we were both in pretty good shape, if I must say so myself, and sweating and straining at the gym helped keep us feeling young at heart, plus it never failed to put us in the mood for the bedroom. She told me about the text. I used this as to my advantage and told her I would love for her to do a drawing with my truck. To my surprise she hesitantly agreed. So we set up a time for him to come back. She knew what I wanted so she began to drink before he got there. When he got there we talked about how she was gonna pose. We were in our living room. As she was on the love seat we sat on the couch I went for it. I said you should at least do it topleess. She looked at me with a reluctant. WE got drunk on wine and each other. We told our secrets in a hopeless place, you told me about those nights you spent as an escort and how sometimes you loved it. Or maybe that time we were teenagers and we discovered how hot the flames of lust can burn when you're young and foolish. Take care when you play with fire...Can you still remember our first kiss on the Roebling Bridge that hot Summer night over the Ohio River? Hopefully you still remember that night at U.C. when we got outta class.