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“So you’re nervous?” I asked.

“Yeah, I’ve never dated a child before.”

“Ohhh,” I said. “Good one. You know what’s great about being younger?”

She shook her head.

“I have an insatiable sex drive.”

She paused with her wine glass in front of her mouth, her tongue out just slightly, waiting to take a sip. She smiled and drank.

“Is that right?” she asked.

“Yep.”

“You know what’s great about being an older woman?” she asked.

I shook my head.

“I like to be naked, I’m proud of my body, and I fuck like an animal.”

Bam. I was hard, just like that. I thought about Celise fingering herself under the table and wondered if Marlena was doing the same. But she had one hand on the stem of her wine glass and the other hand had just reached under the table and found my knee.

I got up and sat next to her in the booth.

“Will you stay the night with me?” I asked her.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

We ordered one more round of drinks and flirted some more. She asked if I’d been with many women. I didn’t lie but I wasn’t completely honest. I told her I was quite experienced. She seemed to like my answer.

As I raised my wine glass to my lips, I felt her hand creep over and find my zipper beneath the table.

I’ve always felt that one of the best feelings in the world is when a woman reaches into your pants and strokes you, especially when it’s unexpected. The feel of her cold, dry hand fondling your balls and touching your shaft is indescribable.

I cleared my throat and took another drink.

I glanced to the side and saw her smiling at me, turned in her seat, facing me, waiting to see how I’d respond.

I felt her fingers nervously pull me out of the waistband of my underwear and work me through my zipper. She reached to the table, poured a little bit of ice water in her hand, and then put her wet hand on my cock.

“Ohh wow,” I said. “You’re creative.”

“You think?” she asked as she stroked my cock, sliding her wet hand up and down my dick, smiling at me the whole time.

“I think I want you right now, upstairs. Let’s go.”

“Not yet.”

She scooted close and kissed me. Our lips locked and our tongues joined. She tasted so good, like the sweet taste of cherry wine mixed with vanilla ice cream, exactly what she’d been sipping and eating.

As her tongue entered my mouth, her hand felt deeper into my underwear, gripping my balls and sliding up to the head of my cock.

“Okay, let’s go,” she said.

Inside the room, we attacked each other. I don’t know who was hornier but I know we were out of our clothes rather quickly.

“Let’s take a bath,” she suggested. “You young kids nowadays are always rushing things.”

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