“So what you’re telling me is that a man, your age, is willing to make love to me? Honestly, you really mean what you’ve told me, Daniel?” All...of a sudden, having said what I’d said came crashing down on me. It was true. I did believe that and I couldn’t wait for such and a chance. I told myself I’d be sweet and loving. I told myself I’d be intimate and hold her romantic. I even told myself that I’d kiss this woman as I made love to her body. She went ahead and asked the question, finally.. Lisa turned out to be a credit to her raven haired sorority sisters. After about a week of e-mails back and forth, Lisa and I agreed to meet face to face. We met at a little wine bar near both our homes on a hot Saturday afternoon. I was sitting at the bar when she walked in. It’s hard to miss a redhead so I stood and waved. At 6’4” I’m relatively easy to spot myself so she waved back, smiled and sat at the bar next to me. The conversation that followed for the next few hours was VERY easy and. "Honey this is a great birthday," Paul said as he sipped on his wine.I smiled as I ate a thin piece of cheese cake topped with sweet cherries. "It's not over yet," I said."Oh," he said with that smile of his. The one that always turned me weak in the knees, among other places."Here," I said as I handed him the card that I had made for him.He opened it and read; To my dear husband Paul, each year my love for you grows, tonight is your special night, whatever you wish shall be, your fantasy shall. She spread her legs running her hands up and down her thighs before pulling the leg band of her baby blue cheer panties aside.The thin lips of her now denuded little pussy slowly parted revealing the moist pink membranes inside. Her tiny clit throbbed in tune to the beating of her heart as she waited for a sign of my approval."Very pretty Pamela, but you're wet. Have you been playing with your pussy?" N-no sir! But I wanted to so bad I had to pinch myself three times. But when I woke up this.