I want to tell you about Robin, who has been the star of my sexual fantasies.
I met Robin in 1970 as we sat in my doctor's waiting room. She is a small woman...about 5"2" and slightly built and an attractive face. We have been waiting for some time as the doctor has been called out on an emergency.
We chatted for a while and then exchanged telephone numbers as we discovered we lived only one block apart.
I was surprised to get a call from her asking if I would come around as she had a problem she thought I could help with. It was a pretty mundane problem and I fixed it for her. We talked some more and I said I was going to play a round of golf and she asked if she could accompany me. I agreed and we went off to the golf course and there we started to play. After a couple of holes she asked me what I thought she was doing wrong and asked me to guide her hands through the correct swing...of course I agreed and she kind of backed up to me and I held her wrists from behind and went through the swing motions, although I must confess my mind had wandered elsewhere.
On our way to take her home she startled me by saying quite vehemently, "Oh God, I really need a man!" Little ole babe-in-the-woods me said, "Why?" and she described how she was really turned on by a man running his tongue around her nipples. You can bet that I took particular notice of this!