Age Vs Desire

Age vs. Desire

I stepped out of the shower and grabbed the towel that was on the hook hanging on the outside of the bathroom door. My entire body tingled as I lavished under the pulsating stream of water that was as hot as I could stand.

Every muscle in my body was feeling so relaxed as I stood there under the stream of water as long as I could until it starting running cold. I was use to it as I lived in a studio apartment that had three floors and six apartments above me. My landlord was so cheap he probably put a timer on the hot water heater so his electric bill was kept as low as possible.

My body felt truly wonderful as I dried off and slipped into my silk robe enjoying the coolness of the fabric against my sensitive flesh. I had completely shaved everything from my waist down and loved the sensation I was feeling between my legs.

Wrapping my hair in the towel and throwing it up onto my head, I looked down at my feet and thought to myself that I was due for a pedicure which I was going to take care of that afternoon. I put it on my mental 'to-do' list.

Body image. That's what it seemed to be all about that morning. I could loose a few pounds around my middle I thought to myself, but dared not step onto the scale. I knew it would betray me and reveal a higher number than it gave me only a few months ago. Who would want to sleep with me showing off this menopausal apron around my belly I asked myself? They say for every old shoe there's an old sock, but I think my 'old sock' must have gotten eaten up by the dryer and is now no where to be found!

I told myself to think positive. To call my best friend and tell her I wanted to go out and paint the town that Saturday night. Maybe drink a little too much and let my hair down so I didn't wallow in my own self-pity. Who knows? I might even get lucky.

I always had a great time when we went to the clubs or bar hopping, or whatever they are calling it these days. She was always up for a good time and it seemed that we laughed and laughed whenever we got together. Yes, I was going to call her as soon as I finished primping in the bathroom. I made another 'mental note'.

Looking into the mirror, I noticed a few new gray hairs. Hmmm. Getting old is not pretty. Where did these wrinkles and tiny lines come from that now surround my eyes, I asked myself? These things must have happened when I wasn't paying attention. I made a mental note to myself again to look into some of those firming facial cremes they are always advertising on Tick Tock and social media. Maybe that would work and I can hide some of the tell tale aging lines that were suddenly creeping onto my face un be known to me.

Enough of examining myself, I picked up my cell phone and called my friend Susie.

'Hey girlie. Want to go out for a few drinks tonight?'

"Sure. I don't have any plans," she said as we decided to meet at 8:00 at Jake's Place, downtown.

I decided to wear white capri slacks with a low cut pink satin blouse that showed plenty of clevage. I wanted to go commando to enjoy the feeling of my newly accquired nakedness and wore a thin lacy bra to accentuate my ample breasts.

There was always a mixed crowd there at Jakes. Some couples, some same sex and a lot of eligible men. I was into the girls, my best friend Susie, was into the guys. We never had a thing for eachother, even though she was a very attractive girlie girl. Now both of us were presently divorced and always on the prowl for eligible mates, or one night stands, whichever came our way.

We met in the parking lot and entered the bar together, keeping those in attendance guessing if we were a couple or not. Finding seats at the bar we ordered dirty martini's and toasted eachother to good times ahead.

After ordering a second round, a rather attractive butch looking short haired blonde came over to us.

"Hey there. I'm Jess. I noticed you when you came in. Would you like to dance?" She said directly to me holding out her hand, acting like Susie wasn't even there.

"I don't think so." I responded much too quickly.

Susie looked at me and said, "Go dance with her! She's so cute!"

"I don't want to leave you sitting here all alone."

"Don't worry about me."

"Well, thank you! Yes, don't worry about her. She's a big girl." Jess said.

I hesitated as I looked at this girl who was at least 20 years younger than I was and tried to convince myself why it would be a good idea to dance with her.

"No, I don't think so." I told her

"Ok. If you change your mind, I'm right over there." She pointed to the other side of the room.

"I don't think I will."

With that the dejected, cute younger girl who called herself Jess, walked away.

"Barb, are you crazy?" Susie questioned me.

"Why wouldn't you dance with her? It's ok. I don't mind."

"She is very young. I'll bet I have 20 years on her!"

"So? She's probably good at

everything

she does!", Susie joked.

We sat awhile nursing our second cocktail when Susie told me that Jessica was still looking over at us and not really dancing with anyone else.

"I think you hurt her feelings." Susie told me. "She's probably crushed by your rejection."

"Come on. I'm sure she'll get over it." I said as I picked up my glass and drank it down to the last drop.

"I think you need to go over there and tell her you 'changed your mind'." Susie said.

I hesitated again while I listened to Susie trying to convince me and said, "You know what? Maybe I will." Secretly, I was feeling extemely amorous and was hoping the dance would lead to other physical things.

With that I jumped down from the bar stool and paraded over to the other side of the bar.

"Hey, does your invitation still stand? I seem to have changed my mind!"

"Absolutely", Jessica said as she grabbed my hand and spining me around, led me to the dance floor.

The music changed to a slow dance. Just my luck. I took it as an opportunity to talk to her about why she wanted to dance with someone so much older than she was and to hold her sexy body as close to mine without making it obvious.

"I've always been attracted to older women. I find them very sexy. You know, they are more experienced and confident."

"Well, that's a good point. I guess older women do have that advantage over you young girls."

"I'm not that young, even though I might look it. I'm 35."

"Wow, I'm almost 55. I figured I had about 20 years on you."

"That doesn't matter to me and it shouldn't make a difference to you. Especially if we hit it off."

"Well, thank you for asking me to dance with you, I'm really flattered. You are a great dancer."

"Thank you. And for the record, I like being with older women. They really turn me on."

"You're making me blush.", I told Jess as I felt the warmth of her hands in mind and smelled the aroma of her young flesh as she was perspiring just a little.

"Let me buy you another drink." She offered.

"Sure. Come over to where my friend Susie and I are over by the bar."

"Be right there. I just want to tell my friends I'm joining your party."

I went over to Susie and told her that Jessica was extremely vocal in wanting to be with me. She told me I should go with it as situations like the one I was facing, don't come around very often. I told her she was right and if Jessica wanted to come back to my place or me go to hers, I was going to accept her invitation.

She told me she was proud of me that I was suddenly so confident that Jess and I were going to wind up in bed together. I think it was my ego trying to tell myself that inspite of my realizing how much older I was getting, I could still be attractive and wanted by someone.

"So, what do you do for a living?" Susie asked Jessica.

"I'm actually a bar tender at a hotel bar across town. It's in the lobby of the Wyndham Hotel. "

"Wow. I would never have taken you as a barista!" I told her

"Well, I am! You guys should come by some night. I'm there Thursday through Sunday. I can mix drinks better than anyone in this place!" she said with a lot of confidence.

"Ok. We will have to take you up on that!" Susie told her.

After another hour or so, I told Susie that I had to use the little girl's room and that we should consider calling it a night.

"Oh, no! Don't leave! It's still early!", Jess exclaimed.

"Not really, it's almost eleven." I told her as I made my way to the bathroom.

There were three private individual restrooms at the end of the hall. I went into the middle one and while I was in there, I thought I heard a knock on the door.

"Barb? Are you in here?", It was an unfamiliar voice but instinct told me it had to be Jessica.

"Yes, I'll be right out." I said very embarrassed.

As soon as I opened the door, she pushed her way in and locked it as I stepped back.

"What are you...." Was all I could say before she wrapped her arms around me and began to kiss me with full steam ahead.

Even though I was taken back at first, I let her. I didn't fight it. She was easy on the eyes and very sexy. With her one hand she lifted my blouse and grabbed onto my left breast, twirling my nipple between her fingertips. We both started moaning and catching our breath as we stepped back against the sink counter, grabbing and grouping eachother with pure sexual desire.

Squeezing my body and teasing me with her tongue was all I needed to make me feel alive again. I grabbed onto her backside and forced her up against me.

With one hand she unbuttoned my slacks and pulled down the zipper. They fell to the floor.

Jessica stepped back and looked at me totally naked from the waist down. I guess she expected that I had on lacy underwear. Boy, was she surprised.

"Wow! You're body is fantastic!", she exclaimed.

"Not really. I've put on a few pounds I whispered into her ear as I started to grab at her jeans. She started to unbutton my blouse and unleashed my breasts from my lacey bra. Immediately she put her face in my cleavage and licked her way over to my nipples. I was leaning against the sink as she lifted me slightly so that I was then resting my butt on the cool Formica of the counter.

Her hands were like magic. She gently grazed her fingertips along the slit between my legs. Every nerve in my body was screaming for more. I wanted her to bring me to orgasm as quickly as possible, now begging her not to stop.

Suddenly, there was another knock on the door.

"Barb? Are you still in there? Are you OK?"

It was Susie. I didn't think I could respond. I thought maybe if I were silent she would just go away, but she didn't.

"I know you are in there. Are you OK?"

Jessica got nervous and grabbed my slacks pulling them up over my bottom as I jumped down from my perch on the sink counter.

"Yes, Yes, I am. I'm fine. I'll be right out." It was hard just getting the words out. I felt like a deflated balloon. My sexual high as I was enjoying Jessica's exploits, plummeted and I was thrown back into reality again.

"Come by the bar at the hotel tomorrow night. I'll get us a room. We can finish where we left off." Jessica whispered.

"I don't know if I could wait that long! I'm on the edge!" I confessed.

"You'll have to", she said in my ear as I felt her warm breath nuzzle by earlobe.

Leaving Jessica in the bathroom stall, I had no choice but to exit and join Susie in the bar.

"What happened to you? You were gone for 20 minutes."

"Jessica came into the bathroom and we started making out!" I confessed.

"You slut you! I thought you were sick from the alcohol. You were getting laid?"

"Not quite. But we are meeting tomorrow night at that hotel she works in!"

"You go girl!" Susie told me and off we went leaving the bar and Jessica behind until tomorrow night, that is.