Straight Male / 57
With My Wife's Permission I Now Have A Girlfriend
I suppose that bragging about banging a girl is bad form. I've been married over thirty years. My wife lost interest some years ago. For quite a while I lived without sex and resorted to masturbation. One fine day my wife asked me if I'd found a girlfriend. I hadn't. She just as matter of fact said I should look for a girl to play around with.
I asked her if she wanted a separation. We talked for a long time, and for all of the right reasons we agreed to stay together. But, promise me you will find a girl to give you company.
I wasn't looking. I met her at the deli I frequent when I lunch alone. I'm not a counter guy, so I wait for a table. It was one of those days when her job weighed on her mind. The kitchen was behind, it affected her tips. I listened. My mind turned to other things, I watched her go about her business. A woman, maybe thirty.
I left a nice tip, signed with my name 'Frank'. A very nice tip, I just wanted to fix her day's tip problem. She chased me outside, she tried to return the money. Why I touched her face, why I told her I wanted her to have a good day, why I held her hand with the tip money in her fist. The moment lasted maybe a minute, I left her kissing her cheek, 'you're a nice girl'.
I always sat in her station, I always left a nice tip, I always touched her hand. I always told her she was a nice girl. When she asked if I wanted to see some of her art work I accepted. She lived in a small studio, messy, clothes on the floor which she hurried to pick up. Her art was flat, difficult to appreciate. I decided to be honest 'you need some formal education, the art is in you'. Without warning she kissed my cheek.
The sex was all wrong, she wasn't anywhere like my wife, she had no problem displaying herself. Open to sex, she liked being a cowgirl, riding down on my cock, holding my hands to her 'tits'. She liked using that expression, 'tits'. She wanted me to compliment her 'tits'. Her 'tits', young, full, vibrant, bounced up and down when she rode up and down.
After sex, which she claimed was a surprise, she showered and still wet, she shaved herself until her sex wax completely pube free, she wanted me to 'kiss' her. There. Kneeling over my face, she leaned down with her legs open, no detail hidden as she lay her open sex on KY mouth. She kept her index finger on her 'love button' and while I 'kissed' her she jumped off in an orgasm. After she recovered she told me it was the first time she had done that.
I give her tip money, she's my girlfriend, she wants sex, she wants to be naked. She is going to the art Institute this summer. It's expensive, but I'd rather pay for that than give her money.
I asked her if she wanted a separation. We talked for a long time, and for all of the right reasons we agreed to stay together. But, promise me you will find a girl to give you company.
I wasn't looking. I met her at the deli I frequent when I lunch alone. I'm not a counter guy, so I wait for a table. It was one of those days when her job weighed on her mind. The kitchen was behind, it affected her tips. I listened. My mind turned to other things, I watched her go about her business. A woman, maybe thirty.
I left a nice tip, signed with my name 'Frank'. A very nice tip, I just wanted to fix her day's tip problem. She chased me outside, she tried to return the money. Why I touched her face, why I told her I wanted her to have a good day, why I held her hand with the tip money in her fist. The moment lasted maybe a minute, I left her kissing her cheek, 'you're a nice girl'.
I always sat in her station, I always left a nice tip, I always touched her hand. I always told her she was a nice girl. When she asked if I wanted to see some of her art work I accepted. She lived in a small studio, messy, clothes on the floor which she hurried to pick up. Her art was flat, difficult to appreciate. I decided to be honest 'you need some formal education, the art is in you'. Without warning she kissed my cheek.
The sex was all wrong, she wasn't anywhere like my wife, she had no problem displaying herself. Open to sex, she liked being a cowgirl, riding down on my cock, holding my hands to her 'tits'. She liked using that expression, 'tits'. She wanted me to compliment her 'tits'. Her 'tits', young, full, vibrant, bounced up and down when she rode up and down.
After sex, which she claimed was a surprise, she showered and still wet, she shaved herself until her sex wax completely pube free, she wanted me to 'kiss' her. There. Kneeling over my face, she leaned down with her legs open, no detail hidden as she lay her open sex on KY mouth. She kept her index finger on her 'love button' and while I 'kissed' her she jumped off in an orgasm. After she recovered she told me it was the first time she had done that.
I give her tip money, she's my girlfriend, she wants sex, she wants to be naked. She is going to the art Institute this summer. It's expensive, but I'd rather pay for that than give her money.
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