Older man with a younger woman,
Alone and lonely, 67-year-old Glenn and 30-year-old Susan have sex for the first time.
"Wait, I said making eye contact with her and being lost in her stare," said Glenn to his five friends. "An opportunity of a lifetime and perhaps my last opportunity in my lifetime, I didn't want her to rush removing her clothes. Something so sensuous and sexy needed to take the appropriate time to make it a memory that will last me the rest of my days," said Glenn with all of them hanging off of his every word but for Jimmy. "If you don't mind, I'd love to undress you."
"When she saw my old, wrinkled hands," said Glenn looking down at his old hands before looking around at his five friends. "Being that I hadn't seen a body so young in thirty years," he said with a sad, little laugh. "I hoped she wouldn't come to her senses and change her mind to show me what she was about to show me."
"I'd like that as well, she said with a sexy smile shocking me into an even higher level of sexual arousal. She put her arms by her side to allow me access to her body and stepped closer to me," said Glenn.
"Oh boy, here comes the good part," said Joe rubbing his hands together as if he was the one getting lucky.
"I couldn't believe this oh, so young vision of loveliness was allowing me to undress her. As if all of my sexual fantasies come true were wrapped up in Susan, I couldn't have picked a better sexual scenario than this. Even at my age, especially at my age," he said with a laugh. "I was so sexually excited to unbutton her blouse," said Glenn.
"You are one lucky bastard," said Joe. "You are such a lucky bastard to undress a woman so young and who looks like her. I'd give my right nut to be you."
"Bullshit! Woman my ass," said Jimmy. "Everything he says is a lie. He's telling you all exactly what he knows you want to hear. None of this is real. All he's doing is sharing his sexual fantasy with you. Don't you see that?" Jimmy looked from one of his friends to the other. "Why can't you see that?"
"At this point," said Bill. "Whether real or imagined, it doesn't matter to me. I like the story. Don't mind Jimmy, Glenn. Please continue with your story."
"As if I was an excited teenager home alone with his slutty babysitter, not that Susan is slutty. Yet, she's a such a sexual and sexual woman, something that I never had being married to my Mary," said Glenn. "An exhibitionist, she confessed later, she has no compunction about exposing, flashing, and showing her beautiful body to men, so long as it appears accidental."
"Wow! Exhibitionist woman meet voyeur man," said Joe smiling broadly to his new best friend, Glenn. "I wish I could have been a fly on the wall to watch you undressing Susan."
"Just once, I wish I had an exhibitionistic girlfriend," said Lance. "I can only imagine all of the up skirts and down blouses I'd ask her to do while watching her teasing men. I can only imagine all of the fun I'd have with her exposing her panties to a shoe salesman in a shoe store and having her bend forward on an escalator on the pretense of tying her shoe while wearing a short skirt. I'd love to ride around with her while she flashed her tits to truckers on the highway and flashed her naked body to bored boyfriends and husbands waiting outside of a curtained dressing room for their girlfriends and wives," said Lance. "Then, there's the beach. I'd have her lose her bikini top with every little wave," he said with a dirty laugh.
"All the woman I've been with aren't as proud of their bodies as your Susan, Glenn. They dress and undress in the dark or in the bathroom," said Bill. "Just once I'd like to have a woman who's proud of her body and not shy about removing her clothes to strip naked in front of me without turning off the light first."
"My sister, Irene, wasn't shy about undressing in front of me. She was always walking around the house naked. She had one Hell of a body," said Joe stopping himself from continuing when Jimmy shot him a dirty look. "Sorry for interrupting again Glenn."
"With it having been a long time undressing a woman who wasn't my wife, I sat up on the edge of the couch as she walked to me. With trembling hands and shaking fingers, taking my time, I slowly and methodically unbuttoned each of the buttons of her blouse. With my hands resting against her massive blouse and bra clad breasts, her tits were so big and so firm," said Glenn. "Hoping she'd allow me to see them, I couldn't wait to see them, touch them, feel them, fondled them, and suck them."
"Wow," said Joe. "I can just see her big tits."
"Not unbuttoning the next button until looking to see what that unbuttoned button revealed, I couldn't believe the sight of her long line of cleavage and the sight of her sexy, blue bra. Thinking that she'd slap my hand away at any moment, instead, she allowed me to feel her big tits through her blouse and bra while fingering her emerging nipples before continuing to unbutton the next button," said Glenn.
"My sexual fantasy come true, I'd love nothing more than to undress a young, sexy woman," said Michael.
"There's nothing like the sensation of feeling a woman's tits through her blouse and bra while French kissing her and while she feels my cock through my pants," said Bill. "I just love it."
"Me too," said Lance. "French kissing her while feeling a woman through her clothes is my favorite thing to do. I'm jealous of you Glenn."
"As if a boy playing with a new toy, I couldn't remove my hands from her big tits," said Glenn. "Not wanting to rush things, before continuing unbuttoning the next button, I felt and fondled her breasts through her blouse and bra while fingering the big impressions her nipples made through her clothes. Finally continuing, I unbuttoned the next button of her blouse and peeked inside her blouse to see what I could see."
"I hope you're a man who like tits, she said looking down at her exposed pale, blue bra and long line of cleavage," said Glenn to his friends. "Because I have really big ones, she said shooting me a sexy smile. She put a hand beneath each bra cup and, as if serving them up to me, lifted them as if they were a heavy load and, by the immense size of them, undoubtedly, they were," said Glenn.
"I love your big tits, I said leaning my head forward to bury my face and bask in her mountainous melons and deep valley of cleavage. My wife had small breasts," said Glenn to his friends. "Lost in the soft firmness of her big tits and forgetting my deceased wife's name, Margret, Mandy, Maureen, for the life of me, I couldn't think of Mary's name. It was a real sexual joy for me to experience breasts so big, so full, so shapely, and so firm."
"Take off my blouse and hand it to me so that I can fold it. I don't want it to wrinkle she said," said Glenn quoting Susan.
"I undid the buttons of her cuffs and watched her remove her blouse, fold it, and lay in upon my couch pillow. She had such beautiful skin. There wasn't a part of her that wasn't beautiful. Not knowing what she'd want me to do next, unbutton and unzip her short skirt or undo her sexy bra, I just stared at her standing there in her bra. Not wanting to prematurely stop her striptease by seeming being too eager and too aggressive, I waited for her direction while still staring at her in her sexy bra. Mary only wore white bras and a black bra if she was wearing something formal. She never wore colored lingerie and Susan's blue bra was the sexiest bra I ever saw."
"As if she's right here, right now, I can just see Susan in her pale, blue bra," said Michael closing his eyes. "No doubt coming in handy later tonight, if you know what I mean," he said with a dirty laugh. "Thank you for the image of her in her bra Glenn."
"Maybe this was it, I thought. Maybe for my rescuing her from her ex, my reward was her simply allowing me to French kiss her, allowing me to feel her big tits and finger her erect nipples through her clothes, and allowing me to see her in her pale blue bra. In the words of the late, great Peggy Lee, is that all there is? If that's all there was, happy with that, I'd settle with that. Yet, now that she allowed me to feel her breasts through her clothes and see her bra clad breasts without her blouse, I wanted to see more than just her bra and feel more than just her cleavage," said Glenn.
"If that was me," said Joe, "I'd already have her bra lifted up and her tits out. If that was me, I'd be all over those huge knockers. No doubt, if that was me, I would have ruined my chances with her by frightening her away."
