I don't know how to post a pic here. If you click on the small box after the second paragraph it should bring up a pic of a guy in basketball shorts. Not taken that day, but off the web. Give you the idea. If anyone knows how to post pics on a contribution, please let me know.
Thank you Conni, and waiting for the next episode. And for the next story (I'm sure you have more in your bag) best to create a new topic rather than having such great pieces on the third page of an existing one.
I think I wouldn't have dared to do it. As said in the original topic, I don't mind letting a new friend see "it" in a nudist context as I know that guys can't relax and act normally before that. I also can't say that I never had my Sharon Stone moments (and yes, these mostly happen as dares when hanging up with some girlfriends).
But I am honestly more interested in older gentlemen. This is mostly because I'm quite sapiosexual, a smart 60 yo who has things to say turns me on more than a 20 yo athlete who has little to nothing to teach me. But there is probably a more egotistic reason to that. I am 40, I have a good body and face and people say I look a lot younger. But if I have sex with a 20 yo, yes, I'm sure he'll like it and will boast to his friends about it, but I'll be, excuse my French, just some MILF he fucked. Now suppose that I offer the same present to a regular 60 yo who would never think he can have access to a woman like me. He won't believe his luck, he will see those moments as a highlight of his existence, he will cherish and treasure them for a long time, he will adore me, admire my body, cover it with kisses and caresses, explore it gently and tenderly, continue also to admire and caress me after he has finished... Of course he will likely also fuck me hard, I'm absolutely not against it, but this is beyond the point. Just imagining this I'm getting a bit wet, while imagining some porn-like sex with the 20 yo athlete doesn't make the same effect. Oh wait, D is 60 maybe it's just projection?
Ok, one short story from me. On Sunday before X-mas I went with D at a nice restaurant, one of our favourites. It's quite high-end, and surprisingly, not very expensive, especially on week days when they have an excellent 3-course "business diner" for something like 35 euros without the wine. It was Sunday so we took the 6-course "surprise of the chef" with the assorted 6 glasses the wine (plus a glass of cremant on the house) plus amuse bouche and cheese, so we spent a lot of time there. It was not very crowded, it's not in the town, everybody was at the Christmas market, the waiter knew me... So we got the best possible service.
But there may have been a bit more than that to the quality of the service. I was wearing a very low-cut silk LBD. Of course you should never put your elbows on the table or slouch at the table in such restaurant. But bending a bit from the hips is quite natural... I had not chosen the dress for this, but I knew that from his vantage point the waiter (I don't know his name, although he remembered mine) could see my boobs entirely, nipples included. I didn't mind and didn't change position (which I would normally do when wearing that dress and a waiter comes close). Maybe it was just a coincidence, but he spent 90% of the time near our table, pouring us wine after each sip, wiping away each bread crumble... Even D liked the service - and he hates having waiters around too much. But D had noticed where the waiter was looking and he likes it when other men admire me. I should open a topic about Candaulism next...
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