Series | Age Gap
While the Cat’s Away …
The cougar will play [part 1 of 2]
I don’t feel my age — when I view the world, I see it through the eyes of the young, hot 20-year-old that I used to be. I know I don’t look my age, friends tell me so all the time and I’m aware I draw attention as I go about my daily routine. Men still hold doors open and check me out — some making their glances more obvious than others!
My best feature has always been my legs which is a large part of my blessing as they don’t give away age (like a cleavage can). I favour high heels, boots and eye-catching hosiery. The looks of appreciation I earn are a massive boost to my confidence.
I don’t have a steady boyfriend, I like playing the field. I’ve never been married, though I’ve had my share of proposals. The infatuation always dulls during the engagement, so I call things off. If I want company, there’s a town pub I go to where the landlord and staff make me welcome. I’m friendly with a few regulars and there’s usually ‘fresh meat’ if I want to hook up with someone.
Tonight a young regular, Mason, has shown up with his friend Pete but minus his girlfriend. I’ve had several saucy fantasies about this tasty morsel! Tall and dark haired, Mason has an incredibly neat designer beard. His body’s hard and lean. I notice his…
