I'm a 31 y/o white male, better than average looks, fit and athletic, well paying career. I've had no issue getting women, had many GFs, plenty of sex. Very particular about body type(fit) and weight. Dated white, black, Asian, Indian, mulatto. Some a little older, some younger. Something was always missing. Then last fall I met Keryn.

Keryn is a client of my company who is on premises about once a week. I noticed her from the jump. She's black, tall, fit, very attractive, but obviously older than me. I guessed 45 to 50. We crossed paths in the office and I became friendly with her. She's very friendly, in a professional way, and well spoken. There was no wedding ring on her finger. I couldn't get her out of my head. I needed to get to know her.

We chatted every time she was in the building. She figured out I was trying to hit on her, even tho I was totally polite. One day I asked her to lunch. She smiled, a bit suspiciously, but said yes. We totally hit it off. She was the most charming woman I've ever met. We met for lunch every time she was at our company. She is divorced. I finally asked if I could take her to dinner. She smiled and giggled and said, "Do you always chase older women?" I blushed and said age to me was not much of an issue. She asked me, "How old do you think I am?" I thought briefly and said "mid 40s". She chuckled and flashed her dazzling smile.

She said she was flattered, and owned up to being over 50. Older than I expected, but she's everything I desire in a woman. I said, "How do you feel about a 31 y/o white guy?". She smiled and said, "I like being with you..." We set a dinner date. She was as desirable as I thought she might be. Very fashionable, with perfect legs for her high heels. I was also very aroused at her beauty and sexiness. We had a great time. We went back to her place.

We sat, had a drink and chatted. She regularly goes to a fitness club. Then we kissed. Then open mouth heavy petting. Her hand cleverly brushed against the crotch of my pants, and she noticed I was erect. She looked at me and asked if I was sure about what I wanted. I practically begged her to be intimate with me. She then said I'll tell you one more thing, and you can decide. She then said she was 59 years old! She no way looks close to her age, but the number 59 threw me a bit. But I wanted her anyway. I said it didn't matter, and we kissed more. She looked me in the eye and asked if I wanted to be her guy, or was I just wasting her time for kicks. I told her I was sure. She said "Let's get together tomorrow night."

We went out the next night - great time, very touchy-feely - and back to her place. Kissing passionately. She slipped off her sexy pumps and asked me to rub her feet. I let her rest them on my lap and massaged her pretty feet. She said mature women appreciate a nice rub. I insisted that she have me do this regularly. After much foreplay, we made glorious love. Even naked she looked hot! We've been dating since February, and I couldn't be happier. We kid about the 28 year age difference and that she is 3-4 inches taller than me when she wears heels. And she has the enrgy and sexual desire for a young guy. But I also love that I can talk to her and confide in her and get her wisdom and advice. The funny thing is she has a son and daughter who are 29 and 32. They were skeptical about me, but like that I make their mom happy. We get odd looks when we're out in public, but I beam with pride that she's with me! I hope this is long term.

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