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18 and counting
18 and counting
This has been a wicked day.
This morning life started out bad with more problems than I ever wanted to deal with in just one day, and nothing was going right. Then, Lunch happened.
A very pretty young lady I have been chatting with on a different service called and said that she was comming to my town and wanted to know if we could meet. Although we have met before, nothing happened and I had no reason to think anything would today either, especially with the luck I had been having since being very rudely awakened by a know at the door this morning. Fortunately, I was wrong and the day got markedly better.
Before I go on I need to remind you that I am 41 years old. This gal is 18 and just graduated this past spring.
When we hooked up in town for coffee she told me she was horny as could be and wanted me to fix it for her. Before our coffees were cold I had us at a local hotel I love to frequent.
Well, it was a definitely better day than I thought it would be. I am not generally interested in women so much younger. I prefer my women in the 30-60 age range. But, this gal is hot and she wanted me.
Although I did have a few twinges of doubt, considering her age, I relented to my lust after she gave me a peek under her very short black skirt; a view that revealed a tight, clean shaven, sweet morsel of goodness. That was all it took.
We were in the room for over three hours and when she left, I am proud to say, she complained that her legs were shaking too badly to walk. She giggled like I was her dream come true, and she needed help getting to her car.
I know we are getting together again, because she called a half an hour ago to ask when we could do it again.
The moral to the story is that no matter how bad your day is, smile and remain hopeful, it just might get better.