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Mrs. Robinson

By knifeboy at 2009-04-14 | Ridiculous!, Comedy, Romance | Printable version
for those who don't know, I'm a big fan of the Cougar. the older woman with a taste for the youngin's . now, wen it comes to girls my age, I'm kinda picky as to what I like concerning bodies. as for the older women, well, the older, the sexier. I'll let a little bit slide. so one night, as usual, the fish were'nt biting, and I was passing time while the tide was SCREAMING out to sea. now the classic question, in the form of a mass text message- "What are you wearing?". I got the usual responses from the usual suspects, but to include a response of "a Giants jersey". now, me not being a big fan of football, especially the giants, my only response was that of dissaproval. this particular woman, well in to her 40's, (her age is still unknown for sure, but 50 is a possibility), asked me what I'd rather her wear instead. me being a HUGE fan of  sexy officewear, I let my preference be known, to which she answered "maybe something can be arranged...". NICE! I went to visit her at work a few weeks later, she was working the clsing shift at a diner in, hell, I think keport? way up there. well in the months I had'nt seen her she still looked great, and it was a waiting game until she got off work. unfortunately, she's still unhappily married, and  never has the house to herself. I followed her to a remote dock in the highlands, and we made room in her van. it's a little awkward to squeeze in the back seat of a minivan when you're my size, especially when you have to move the car seat out of the way. but I'm the sick grisely bear, and no kids seat is gonna stop me. she was as excited as I was, she had cut her husband off years ago, and had'nt had sex since. once again, her tubes were tied, so rubbers were'nt a consideration. she took good care of me, what she could in the back seat of a minivan. we finished what we started, both of us satisfied and smiling, and sat there and talked. we still wait for the opportounity to have a few hours and a bed to ourselves, so I'll keep you posted.
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