She got inside and looked at her phone. She was very nervous and hoped that Dylan was the man of her dreams. She wondered how old he was. She hoped th...t there would be some chemistry.She was in the car for about twenty minutes. The car stopped and the driver opened her door and Tracy got out. It was a lovely hotel and Tracy walked inside. She walked over to the restaurant. Dylan told her to order a drink and wait for him by the bar.She ordered a glass of wine and sipped on it and waited for. ‘Mitch, I was so petrified, but I tried everything on.’ He was having fun and was going to see just how much she would admit to, ‘Everything as in what?’ ‘You were there as Layla shopped right?’ ‘Of course.’ ‘Well, these shorts I’m wearing of course…and…’ Mitch pulled her down to his lap and said, ‘You might as well be comfortable because his might take a few minutes. Okay, your shorts and what else?’ ‘Honey, he wants to know about everything.’ ‘You might as well tell him everything but don’t. I wasn’t really tall, I was only five foot five inches and was of average weight but I was not muscular at all. Some would describe me as having a feminine body. I even had a slightly feminine ass as well. I also had zero body hair and very little pubic hair; which I shaved just because I hated having hair there. My facial features were also feminine which led me to being made fun of in school by the jocks and preps.The bathroom door opened and my dad stepped out. He was only wearing his white. Earning was good enough to support both of us, so I did not have any financial need. But emotional needs were there, may be because I had a very good married life for fifteen years. I was virgin at the time of my marriage and my late husband was the only man who has ever fucked me. We had a very satisfying and active sex life. Together we had explored every horizons of sexual fulfillment.I did not married again as most of the men I later dated were interested in only screwing me but not in.