Buckle Bunny Continues  

mjustplainbill 82M/82F
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7/19/2005 1:46 am

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

Buckle Bunny Continues

The Calgary Stampede finished up today and reminded me again of when I
became an old Buckle Bunny at age 59. Following the surprising events
of the
night, I awakened and got myself off to work. I knew the guys would
look
after themselves.
When I arrived home at 4 o'clock my apartment was empty. Common sense
said
"good" but uncommon sense was sorely disappointed. What a slut I felt
but it
was such fun.
The intercom buzzed and when I answered and a now familiar voice said
"I'm
home". I quickly pushed the button to let him in. Have you ever seen a
59
year old woman turn into a teen-ager on her first date? I was totally
flustered when I opened the door. A wondrous hug and kiss and the
comment
that he had ditched the other guys and told them to stay away. We hit
the
bed in a flash.
We became lost in a sea of lust. I couldn't believe the time we spent
in
bed. He made love to every inch of my ample body and found erotic spots
that
I didn't know existed. Every time that I thought "this is it" he would
become rock hard and find a new way to fuck me.
Finally he slowed down and suggested dinner - I didn't want to go out
-
wasn't sure my legs would carry me, so he ordered in. Now we settled in
to
talking. Turns out my new lover was 15 years my junior and the reason
he
fell in lust with me was unbelievable.
He had been a chuckwagon driver and when he quit, he became a dealer
in top
notch horses. When he first entered my place he came face to face with
a
huge poster of 4 of his horses racing in the Rangeland Derby. Being a
Native
American, he took it as a sign and took me as his lover.
Thank goodness I had that poster. It still hangs on my wall!!
Next time: about his little brother.


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