It's idyllic, that's for sure.(*Anne-Mal) So what prompted you to start posting your stories?(The_Professor) I got tired of all the Poof! I'm a girl. ...ee-hee stories. If I were a woman, I'd want to be a strong, a real one. So I wrote about them.(ehayes) AMEN!!(Michelle) I agree, less fantasy, more reality.(TJMax) And that's a major reason I enjoy your stories so much.(*Anne-Mal) Sounds like Robert Heinlein's reason for writing SF!(Michelle) Um, the Gods ARE real aren't they?(The_Professor) Of. I won't say she was the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, but she certainly was attractive--fashionably dressed, long red nails, horn-rimmed glasses and wavy brown hair. A nit-picker might say she was overweight, but I liked the places she carried it. In fact, I liked the way she looked a lot.And speaking of looks--her surprise at seeing me with her daughter was quite evident.I was about to offer some form of apology for being with Lillian when I saw a familiar expression cross her face. I. She gave me a sexy half smile that had a come fuck me side to it also. Who was I to argue with that kind of look. I took her back in my arms kissed her and started to dance. Our rhythm was amazing and she liked it when I lead. She like to pull me into her passionately when I try to slow the dance and I would put my hand in just the right spot on her hips and hold her in my grasp when she would try and do the same. The heat we were making made us want to lose our modesty and as we were the. When, at last, the flow ceased, she came up off of it, licked it, and swallowed again. Then, without a second thought, she leaned up and kissed me. I don't mind the taste of my own cum, so I kissed her, back, without reservation. I sucked on her lips and tongue, and even ran my tongue along her teeth.After this, I knew it was time to return the favor. I rolled her onto her back, and undid the belt to her bathrobe, my earlier question being answered; she was naked as a jaybird under that robe. I.