His name is Roger and he is 25 years old and had recently left the Marine Corps. We arranged to meet at the bar at a local restaurant. My hubby and I ...rrived a bit early and had our traditional beer and nacho’s as we waited for Roger’s arrival. Almost to the minute, Roger walked thru the front door. I was pleasantly surprised to see that the pic he had sent me did not do him justice at all. He was actually quite beautiful. He came over and we gave each other the hugs and kisses as if we were. I asked if you like older women?” I coughed again and said, “Yes, I’m not gay! I like all women.” Val asked, “Have you ever been with an older woman?” My face must have been so red I said, “No, Val, I have not. But I have dreamt about it.” Val smiled a wicked sort of smile and said, “Oh, be careful what you wish for, Alan, it may come true, with interest.” I had no idea what she was talking about. I just smiled back and said, “I have a vivid imagination.” Val patted my shorts, looked into. But it didn?t stop until he was feeling my bare pussy. He stroked me up and down for a short while then rubbed my extended clit. I almost jumped in the booth. This did not go unnoticed by Tim. Another slow song began and Mark asked me to dance again. While on the dance floor he rubbed my back as I let my arms circle his neck. Then I felt his hands on my ass, kneading the flesh of my cheeks. This black man was working me into a sexual frenzy and he knew it, and so did Tim. Mark asked me if Tim. .. those words you don't like." You're a big girl. I shouldn't have tried to make you tell me something you didn't want to."Kelly buried her face in my chest. "I don't want to be a big girl," she said, her voice muffled. Then she sobbed.I wrapped my arms around her and just held her for a long, long time."Do you want to talk about it?" I asked twenty minutes later. I was sitting on the sofa, and Kelly was sitting on the edge of the coffee table, facing me. Mom wouldn't have been happy about.