A story inspired by a friend on Twitter…
We’d agreed to meet at a coffee shop as neutral territory which, while probably wise with the world being what it is, didn’t feel necessary to me. I fully intended to have sex with her — my first time with another woman — and couldn’t imagine what I was going to learn here that would change that.
We’d been having a discussion on Twitter and I’d quickly connected with her. She was helpful to a noob, as well as being warm, friendly, and, well, interesting. I find that the sort of personality that draws me in, and so when, as erotica writers, we started talking a bit about ourselves and physical elements as well I couldn’t help but be intrigued.
She was about ten years older than me and said that she had a mom bod, which was fair enough as she had two kids that she’d just dropped off at school. We had about six hours until they needed collecting again, and I planned to spend as much of that time as I could in bed with her.
In our chats she’d been completely honest about her figure. Thick ass, average tits that sagged, stretch marks and a pouch, wide hips. Not a selection that might be guaranteed to attract a younger woman, but I had different needs than many. She’d later sent through some pictures that confirmed all of this, along with an attractive face and light brown hair down to her…
