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A Ride In Texas

... close, I bent down to kiss her softly on the lips, my arms around her as hers went around my waist. We stood there kissing for quite a while. She noticed it would be more comfortable for us to sit down so she walked me to her bedside and motioned for me to sit. I did and she sat next to me, her legs curled up under her bottom, her feet bare, with painted pink toenails. With her head on my chest, she looks up to me and again smiles that sweet and innocent smile. Looking at her breathing softly, I wish I could go back in time. As if she read my mind, she looks up to me and says “Jim, I can tell that you are nervous about being here and well, our age difference and all….but I have never felt so close with anyone before…and I am rather attracted to older men…I like the way you listen to me and treat me with respect.” She had me pegged about being nervous, but I let her go on. “So, even though that ‘father figure’ thing turns me on <giggles>, I will understand if you have reservations about going any further.” I will admit, her mentioning “father figure” kind of threw me for a loop. But she was so sweet and sincere and a genuine beauty, how could I let this opportunity slip through my fingers? She appeared to be in her right state of mind and not at all coerced by my advances. So I decided to throw caution to the wind and enjoy the night. “Megan,” I replied, “the way I feel for you right now, there is no barrier from age nor man that could keep me from making proper love to ...

... you right now….”. We gazed into each other’s eyes and passionately kissed like it was the first time. We leaned back and laid on the bed, her leg entwined with mine. She reached for my belt as we kissed and hastily withdrew it from my waist and threw it across the room. Her nimble fingers found the clasp and unzipped my pants, her smooth hand sliding into my boxer briefs. Her fingers felt warm against my throbbing member. A wave of relief flooded through me that the dance had begun. My hands then reached up her shirt to find that she had released the supple mounds from the restraint of a bra and I felt her soft erect nipples between my fingers as they glided over them, ever so slowly. After a few minutes of this teenage behavior, we both seemed to smarten up and she pulled away and we both froze in time. She knelt up on her bed and pulled her t-shirt over her head and I took this as a signal. I slid my pants right down off my legs and kicked them to the floor. I began to unbutton my shirt while she sat next to me and slid her shorts and panties off. It was a sight to behold, her firm taught tummy, her shapely hips nestling between it a small patch of shaved fur barely seen in this light. Her breasts were as firm as I had thought from seeing them across the dance club. They swayed as she scooted up towards her pillow and splayed her hair across them, now lying on her back , her one leg up and eyeing me up with a “come hither” look. I threw my shirt on the floor and in my full ...