The feel of his chest hairs on her palm & fingers sent an unmistakable signal to her brain alerting her that she had a stud on her hands, a man not a ...oy. Her hormones were doing a happy dance in anticipation of the more pleasures to come. During all this time, Chloe managed to keep her lips on his lips, thereby continuing the kissing. However as she started to try & remove his shirt he abruptly broke off the kissing. Instinctively she arose from the sofa and started undressing leaving her. Not really interesting to me until she came on stage.she looked great! she had a nice firm ass, muscular thighs and calves, nice tits with what looked like beige nipples. her hair was shoulder length dark brown or black (couldn't tell in the lights). her eyes were gorgeous.....hazel which turned green or dark brown depending on how the light hit them. I was in awe of this specimen of womanhood.the other dancers were ok in my opinion but this was one took the cake. she knew how to move her body,. I drove us down to theatre & parking was nightmare ended up parking in side street about 10-15 mins away,bit of a killer in these heels but was nice light evening & what eased it for me was a lot of people had made the effort as well so didn't feel to self conscious ,we had good aisle seats plenty of room to dance & we were dancing with everyone near our section forgot about heels everything absolutely magical,at the interval we managed to get drink at the bar but it was absolutely manic then. With someone else.'I guess your right sweetheart'I went to stand up and hobbled off.Ryan: I'll er...finish the room.'Yeah....ok...You do that if you want to'As I walked off my eyes started to fill with tears. I gushed my eyes out as I started to undress in my bedroom. Why at 48 was life being so unfair. I started to unsoak my make up and as I stood in my thong I lifted my dressing gown off the cloak and put it on.I lay on the bed staring at the ceiling. Time seemed to flow by. I glanced at the.