This is a short account of how I seduced a nineteen year old lad named Toby when I was fifty-five. He worked in a coffee shop that I frequented a lot. Judging from the bulge in the front of his trousers, Toby had a very big cock. I intended to find out.
One warm summer morning, I dressed in my very short black and white dress and beaded sandals. Nothing else, except my jewellery and some perfume. At the coffee shop, I waved good morning to Toby, then walked through the shop and out to the walled rear garden and sat in a sunlit corner. I carefully arranged myself, hitching up my dress, making sure lots of thigh was visible. I pulled the neckline of my dress forward, so anyone looking down would be able to see quite a lot of my breasts. I parted my legs a little, enough to arouse interest, not enough to be too crude.
Toby came out and I ordered coffee. He certainly did a lot of looking, mostly at my thighs. He fetched my coffee and I got a bit flirty with him. I told him I'd need topping up very soon.
"I'll do that for you," he said, probably innocently, but possibly not.
Anyway, he seemed to be enjoying himself. He definitely seemed to like me. It was more than just a coffee stop staff member being polite to a customer. So I drank my coffee, then ordered more. Toby was definitely being more attentive than he normally was.
Finally, I mentioned I was on my own at home and feeling lonely.
"I'd keep you company," Toby said, "but I don't finish until four."
"You're welcome to drop in after four," I said. "I'd really like that."
Toby nodded.
"I'd like that too," he said.
I stood up and shook Toby's hand, very formally. I'm not sure why, but I think it was my way of affirming a deal. I paid for my coffee and went home.
I made the bed, showered, put makeup on, put music on, then switched it off, lit scented candles, put on another clean, very short dress and waited.
At four-fifteen Toby arrived. I let him in. I kissed him immediately. He put his hands around me and then felt my bottom. He slid his hands under my dress and discovered I was naked underneath. I wriggled against him. I felt his big cock stiffen.
I led him into the bedroom. I pulled my dress off and dropped it on the floor. I lay on the bed, naked.
"Toby, would you get undressed and stand on the bed near my feet?"
"Okay," Toby said, unsure.
He stripped off quickly and did as I asked. I was right. His cock was semi-erect and it was enormous. Long, but more importantly, very thick.
I picked up a small jar of body butter and held it up for Toby to see.
"I'm going to rub this into my body, and you're going to watch me do it."
Then I had an idea. I picked up my phone, found the camera and handed it to Toby.
"Will you take photos of me as I touch my body," I asked.
"Uh, huh," Toby almost said. He was staring at my body.
"I hope I'm not too hideous?" I said lightly.
"You're gorgeous," Toby said huskily. His cock twitched and thickened. My pussy started tingling and I could feel it getting wet.
Toby took photos. He took lots. I didn't count the clicks, but there were over thirty.
