Dear readers,
Sorry for the delay of this chapter, but I tried to find a new editor. I had no luck so far. Therefore, this is another UNEDITED chapter I do submit now. Please don't blame me for any errors. Thank you.
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Todd's life again made a fantastic turn in his favor the week after the sex party. The days since the party, he had masturbated constantly to release his sexual frustration. It had started on Sunday right after the party. It was simply a disaster not to have a woman available to make love to again. His libido was strongly back, like it was at home where he had women available on an hourly basis. The sex game had spoiled him rotten, and the four girls fueled his frustration by making unmistakable yet furtive advances. He was especially tempted after he had called Megan on Sunday evening. She apologized sincerely that she couldn't come over this week. She also couldn't meet him on Wednesday. Something came up with her studies that she had to deal with.
Then he thought about the consequences fucking the girls. He would surely lose this perfectly comfortable lodging if he got caught. He was well aware of the slogan 'cheaters never prosper'. The girls could always pretend to their boyfriends he was chasing them. The guys simply feared his sexual prowess. For them, despite they saw his frustration, the sex game remained as an isolated event and fucking the girls on a regular basis was not on the menu. The girls hinted at getting a hotel room but Todd wouldn't want to waste money for a fuck.
It was the next Thursday, early afternoon, as the enchantment happened. He was solely having lectures in the morning so after lunch he decided to go to the bookstore to buy two books he had in mind for some days. One was for his studies and one for entertainment. He was happy they had them available so he didn't lose time having to look for them.
In a corner on the second floor of the bookstore was a small cafeteria one could get a quick drink or bite. The pies looked compelling as a dessert after lunch, so he fetched a coke and a piece of apple pie. After he paid the bill at the self-service checkout he found two of the six tables still unoccupied.
It was probably ten minutes later, after he was seated, that she entered the cafeteria. She was a classy woman and a goddess as well. She was one of those women who simply defy age. She was athletically slender, but not thin because her protruding hips perfectly fit her lean frame. Her height fit her appearances as well. She was tall for a woman; five feet six or seven inches Todd presumed. An ideal measurement to his own height.
This woman could have been anywhere from her early forties to her mid fifties, but she just had that healthy ageless glow. No aging lines were visible from his point of view, and she didn't seem to wear make-up. She surely could have passed for much younger by candlelight. Her smile to everyone she looked at was addictive. Her body was incredible for her age. She wore a knee length deep blue form-fitting skirt casually accentuating a round, tight butt. That was not a usual on women past forty. Hers, though not big, was still very well shaped and very proportionate. It was, in a word, perfect for her body. What he could guess under her skirt her legs seemed to be long and nicely sculpted, accompanied by modest high-heels on her nice feet.
The late September weather was still warm so she didn't wear stockings on her tanned legs. Todd imagined her lying in the sun in a skimpy bikini. He was sure she would look great in it. Her breasts, while not even medium-sized were very inviting according to the view her tight maroon blouse allowed. They sat high on her chest and there were just enough of them to be interesting but not enough to have to ever worry about them sagging. The two top buttons were open and a hint of cleavage was revealed. He couldn't tell whether she wore a bra or not. She was sexy with a stunning air of elegance.
Shimmering straight brown hair, long enough to hang a bit over her shoulders, framed a beautiful face with full lips and deep blue eyes sparkling in the neon lights of the cafeteria. But that was only the beginning of how he would have described her. Her face was enchanting, beaming, expressive and extremely feminine, maybe even aristocratic with her high cheekbones or with just one word simply perfect. Although she was a woman of her own, she reminded Todd of some older famous French actresses like Juliette Binoche, Isabelle Huppert or Isabelle Adjani, maybe like a mixture of all of them. Todd's French was far from fluent but good enough to follow their movies approximately.
After she came in, she stood before the counter for a minute obviously making up her mind. Enough time for Todd to ogle her. She then grabbed a piece of strawberry cake and a coffee mug and placed it on the coffee maker. She pushed a button and he could sense she got a double latte macchiato. With the tray, she went to the cashier and paid the bill. She turned around and had the first real view into the cafeteria. It took her only one glance to see the young man sitting at his table and smiling at her. It was that charming smile and his amazing brown eyes seemingly looking into her very soul that sent a shudder through her body.
For a moment, she was locked within the deep brown pull of his gaze as though he could read her thoughts. A gleeful anticipation seized hold of her. She knew at fifty-one she was too old for him to have such feelings but what a terrible handsome devil he was, and he seemed to have confident in himself as his smile got brighter. He had a presence about him that quite literally drew a woman to him like a moth to a flame.
It was the moment of truth for Todd when this attractive woman turned to him and returned his smile. Now, there are some decisive moments in life. If you take advantage of a situation, you can change your life, and if you don't, nothing happens and you always look back on it and wish you had. Todd felt like he had to take control of this situation. He stood up and with a hinted bow he made a gesture with his hand inviting her to sit at his table.
Kate Burns was deeply surprised how this young man handled this situation. He couldn't be older than twenty because his manly features were mixed with a boyish charm which suited her well. He certainly wasn't a macho type. It wasn't really an expression for young men but she couldn't help herself to think he was cute. She hesitated only a moment and then nodded, infectiously smiling in return. His invitation was too good to be turned down. You never know! If she played her cards right, she may have the opportunity to discover a lot more of him. She felt her skin ripple as his eyes caressed her features, and her heart fluttered in her chest.
She got another pleasant surprise when he remained standing beside the table waiting for her to approach. 'Good manners,' she thought. 'Not common nowadays.' He was tall with an impressive physique, with wide shoulders and an obviously fit, trim body. She could imagine his toned muscles under the white polo shirt. 'My God,' she thought excitedly, 'he could have a trail of women walking behind him with their tongues hanging out if ever he wanted it.' She didn't know he already found her smoking hot.
She put the tray on the table and reached for his outstretched hand. His grip was firm but shockingly sensual how his thumb subbed the back of her hand. He quickly introduced himself.
"I'm Todd Walgren and I can't say how pleased I am to meet you. Please call me Todd," he said with another captivating smile.
"Thank you, young man. Nice to meet you, too. I'm Kate Burns, married and fifty-one years old. Please call me Kate," she told him nonchalantly. Yes, she intended to make him wonder, but he reacted completely different than she thought.
First, he didn't show any hint of embarrassment, and second, he said with a determined expression, "Kate, I never expected a beautiful woman like you to be unattached and concerning your age you could have said forty, and I would have believed you. I'm an eighteen year old student at Haas School of Business and, frankly speaking, the reason why I invited you to my table is I'm in need of a female companion. Please don't kill the messenger. I haven't found anyone here at Berkeley that I have had a deep connection with on a physical and emotional level. Your husband is a lucky guy."
A hurtful expression clouded her face, and Todd quickly said, sensing the sensitivity of the situation, "My God. I'm sorry Kate. Please forgive me if I said something wrong."
"Todd, it's OK. You couldn't know, but let's talk about that later. I'm curious why you would consider making love to an old biddy like me. I am almost three times as old as you are. I assume you don't want to be with me in a boy-toy way. You have presence, I'll give you that. But some people would think you are with your grandma. So you're not embarrassed to be seen out with me?" she teased.
He laughed then.
She looked a bit surprised and said: "What?"
"Well," he admitted, "I'd call you many things before I'd ever come up with the word 'biddy', much less the word 'old'."
Kate was pleased that he never looked bold. There was no arrogance, no gloating when he answered, just cool confidence. "I like pretty women, their age is irrelevant. Kate, you are NOT old in my eyes, believe me. Enticing and spectacular would be my words."
"You think so, do you?" she challenged.
"Yep. I reckon that most men would jump at the chance to be with you. Women like you might consider seducing a younger man, but wouldn't be able to bring themselves to actually do it."
