Once in a while, living alone, finally, I get very horny. I started to finish my degree after 20 odd
years just raising my two children. Hubby left for greener fields when they were tots. Soon, I found myself sitting in a class with an instructor who was a handsome young man, perhaps 20 years younger than me. I
determined to have him and I moved to the front row, having removed every garment under my skirt so I flashed beaver to the man when he was in the right part of the front of class.

At one point, he seemed to notice me as I crossed my legs and flashed naked thigh. After a week of waiting for him to respond, at the end of a class, another handsome young man poked his head in the classroom door and my instructor walked over to him. They kissed full mouth and walked out together. I realized my once keen powers of observation had gone bye-bye with my youth.