My name is Mike. I'm 45, 6' tall, 180 lbs and in very good shape. I'd say I look ten years younger than my chronological age. I am recently, and rather amicably, divorced from my first wife who just didn't meet my emotional and sexual needs. I'm not sure if she is happier, but I certainly am. Let me tell you why.
I'm much happier because my new girlfriend is everything I wanted and desired, but didn't get from my wife. Amber is 20 years young, with a naturally lanky, slim build and stands 5'5" in bare feet. I think her natural hair color is a dirty blonde, but when I met her she had long, soft light blonde hair. She has that uniform beach blonde look without highlights and she keeps the roots light. I'd have a better idea of her natural hair color except that her pussy is waxed smooth so she can wear those tiny, thong bikinis she looks so hot in. I'm not complaining, I like eating off a clean plate.
Unlike my ex-wife, Amber is adventurous and athletic. Since we met, she has learned to surf with me and is really pretty good after our two trips to Costa Rica in the last six months. Plus she looks so hot with her round butt half exposed in one of her tightly fitted brazilian cut bikini bottoms on a surfboard as she lays down and paddles back out into the lineup.
Amber's body is that of a flawless, lean, athletic twenty year old, but what makes Amber so sexy is her adorable attitude and sexy mind. Not all girls could be attracted to a guy who looks 15 years older than they are and one that is really 25 years her senior, but Amber has a 'daddy complex' in a good way. Raised by her mom in a small town, I've come to realIze that Amber has a deep, unmet need to hear praise and feel affection from an older, authority-figure man. Lucky for me, I have become that guy and I do everything I can to satisfy her deep-seated need for approval and praise from a father figure. I try and praise her most when she is being a dirty, naughty girl. I know it turns her on to hear me praise her as she is blissfully sucking on my "older daddy cock" as she likes to call it and after we first started having sex, she spent a month working to supress her gag reflex. She now proudly takes the last few inches of my cock into her hungry, warm mouth every time she sucks my dick and swallows my tip with her throat like a champ.
Amber bounced into the living room yesterday wearing the black patent platform heels I bought her online last week, paired with black seamed stockings and a metallic-sheened blue dress with a hem that stopped a few inches below her ass and skin-baring cut outs on both hips.
"I want to wear this for you tonight!" she said with a giggle.
"To the neighbor's BBQ?" I said with a grin.
"Yes. Is that ok? Or would you like me to wear something else?".
"No! I love the way you look with this on you. But the heels have to be 7" with those tall platforms. You sure?" I said.
She turned around so I could see the seams of her stockings as they continued the line from her super-high stripper-style heels.
"How do I look from behind? Do I look like I want to be bent over and fucked by my much older, sexy sugar-daddy who bought me everything I have on tonight? I hope that's how I look. That's how I feel. I love looking sexy for you, being your wet-dream girl come to life. Can I wear this for you? Please!".
She moved to the couch, kissed me on the lips, rubbed my bulge and stood back up.
"I think your cock says yes. I gotta do my makeup. You look good tonight. I love you in that shirt and white pants".
I held her slim wrist and pulled her back for another kiss and then swatted her firm ass, "Go put on your make-up. Make it dramatic and hot to match your outfit.".
"Mmmmm, ok Daddy. I'll be ready to go in fifteen minutes."
She wasn't ready for thirty minutes but finally at 7 pm, her hair was styled and her makeup was drammatic and sexy with dark, long mascara-enhanced lashes, eyeliner and pink and silver eyeshadow that matched her wet-glossed, pink lipstick that was infused with the glitter. We drove two short blocks and parked in Jake's driveway and I helped Amber get out of the car. Her 7" platform stilettos clacked on the white cement as we approached the house and let ourselves in the front door. Ten adults were scattered around the living room and kitchen and back deck as we walked in and sought Jake, the host. He eyed Amber up and down and gave her a peck on the cheek with his hand on her lower back and shook my hand. I grabbed a beer and made Amber a vodka and Sprite and watched the other guests check out Amber's tight body in that sexy, hot dress and fuck-me style heels. As I made her a drink, I overheard her talking,
"...oh, do you like the dress? We are going out clubbing after the BBQ and I didn't want to change outfits. Are the seams straight?" she said as she turned around and let one of the neighbors get a long look at her stockings and heels.
"Do they look right? I can't see them from behind the way I'd like to. Mike likes them, especially with my new shoes. I feel tall in them. Do they look good with the dress?".
She was fishing for complients and getting plenty from the two guys she was talking to as I walked up, kissed her neck and told her how sexy she looked in her new dress and heels.