Everything started with gazes in a bar from the neighborhood, she was older than me but had as many or more desires than I.
I was drinking with some colleagues at the bar, something that doesn't please me much, but I accept it every now and then to see how things are going with them, we were relaxed taking something and she came in, a girl around 45 years old from what I thought, and she was divine, with her dark hair half-way down semi-wavy, a mid-body dress where she left her breasts visible above, and hinted at her whole figure, I got a bit stunned
I liked it, and she looked at me when she came in, I was wearing an open shirt, loose hair semi-disheveled and my beard in front. She ordered a beer and sat down at a table, my friend watched me and told me that she was a regular customer of the place and if everyone stared at her and treated her well, she would come back, so he knew I had to be a gentleman to go up and say something
Although she was behind me, I couldn't resist turning around for any old reason and she was always there with her gaze, when I went to order another round at the bar, I got a bit closer, when I ordered she looked at me, I knew I had to say something if I didn't want to look like a gazer, so I pulled out my guns and started talking: - Excuse me if you've been bothered by me looking at you, there's not much to look at in the bar and you're what catches my attention, at least mine. With a relaxed and smiling tone
She laughs and says: - You don't have to apologize, I could say exactly the same thing. She smiled: - Yes, and do you usually come to drink alone here? Or are you waiting for someone? I wouldn't like to intrude where I'm not invited.
She drank and looked at me with the cup in her hand: - You're a very polite boy, and if I come to drink alone, it's better than at home, at least here they look at me. She laughs, and I with her,, and I tell her: - I like being gentle with whoever seems to deserve it, and that you drink alone, shouldn't happen, after this round my friends leave, and I'd like to accompany you to Drink something and chat. (My mind) looks at me and says: - You can do what you want, sweetheart. - So it will be. I respond, fuck you all the bar and head to where my friends were, who were all waiting to see what had happened.
If you want the second part tell me, I'd like to know your opinion of this story. Thanks a lot for reading and giving your opinion.
I leave you the part 2: https://m.poringa.net/posts/relatos/4716690/Un-Caballero-para-una-MILF-2.html
I was drinking with some colleagues at the bar, something that doesn't please me much, but I accept it every now and then to see how things are going with them, we were relaxed taking something and she came in, a girl around 45 years old from what I thought, and she was divine, with her dark hair half-way down semi-wavy, a mid-body dress where she left her breasts visible above, and hinted at her whole figure, I got a bit stunned
I liked it, and she looked at me when she came in, I was wearing an open shirt, loose hair semi-disheveled and my beard in front. She ordered a beer and sat down at a table, my friend watched me and told me that she was a regular customer of the place and if everyone stared at her and treated her well, she would come back, so he knew I had to be a gentleman to go up and say something
Although she was behind me, I couldn't resist turning around for any old reason and she was always there with her gaze, when I went to order another round at the bar, I got a bit closer, when I ordered she looked at me, I knew I had to say something if I didn't want to look like a gazer, so I pulled out my guns and started talking: - Excuse me if you've been bothered by me looking at you, there's not much to look at in the bar and you're what catches my attention, at least mine. With a relaxed and smiling tone
She laughs and says: - You don't have to apologize, I could say exactly the same thing. She smiled: - Yes, and do you usually come to drink alone here? Or are you waiting for someone? I wouldn't like to intrude where I'm not invited.
She drank and looked at me with the cup in her hand: - You're a very polite boy, and if I come to drink alone, it's better than at home, at least here they look at me. She laughs, and I with her,, and I tell her: - I like being gentle with whoever seems to deserve it, and that you drink alone, shouldn't happen, after this round my friends leave, and I'd like to accompany you to Drink something and chat. (My mind) looks at me and says: - You can do what you want, sweetheart. - So it will be. I respond, fuck you all the bar and head to where my friends were, who were all waiting to see what had happened.
If you want the second part tell me, I'd like to know your opinion of this story. Thanks a lot for reading and giving your opinion.
I leave you the part 2: https://m.poringa.net/posts/relatos/4716690/Un-Caballero-para-una-MILF-2.html
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