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If u want to know just email me. Mature man for younger female I am a somewhat older, mature (married) man in my 40s, seeking to connect with a younger female. Its awkward how your mind fleets without even a single tempest in which we all fakely reach out for. I have nothing to do this afternoon, and there's no reason an attractive 21 year old white college student should have to stay home and do nothing.

It's been a while. As in real life, romance takes a couple of different turns as people try to work things out. Sex scenes are spread throughout the story. Also note that the Birthright program noted in the story did not begin until , much later than portrayed in the story. Literary license on my part. This is a work of fiction. All characters are at least 18 years old.

Feedback is always appreciated. Although they went to the same college, it was not until they literally ran into each other at a Jimmy Buffet concert on the campus of their alma mater, Ohio State University.

Leaving the snack station, with drink in hand, Sheila turned and bumped into Jason, spilling the entire cup of soda onto Jason's shirt and pants. Sheila was, and still is, a raven-haired beauty.

Shoulder length hair, with bright blue eyes and a firm set of tits, Sheila was trying to be apologetic when she saw what she had done. Let me get something to dry this mess up. The concert will end in about, oh, 90 minutes. Plenty of time for me to be uncomfortable, sitting in wet underwear and a shirt that will stick to my chest.

Not to mention that this is the last of the clean clothes I have in my possession. She caught a slight smile cross Jason's mouth and smiled back. After the concert, bring the clothes back to my apartment, and I'll wash them for you. Jason, on the other hand, was not about to let this pretty girl out of his sight. Sheila gave him her address and phone number. Then they both went back to their seats and watched the rest of the concert.

Jason showed up at Sheila's off-campus apartment about an hour after the concert ended. He stopped off at his apartment and brought all of his laundry to Sheila's place.

He knocked on her door and when she opened it, he was, once again, taken aback by her beauty. She had changed clothes and was wearing a low-cut, scooped out top, showing plenty of cleavage and a pair of jeans that seemed to be painted onto her body.

She pulled her hair into a pony-tail, and had only a trace of makeup on, with lips highlighted by bright red lipstick. By the way, I brought the rest of my dirty laundry. Hate to waste water on just a few items. Smiling, Sheila sarcastically replied, "The deal was for me to wash the clothes you were wearing. I'm not in the laundry business. What else is in the bag? As much as I'd like to sit around in the nude, I don't think our relationship is at that point. We don't have a relationship Jason was good to look at.

He had an infectious smile and carried his 6-foot frame well. Sheila grabbed the wet clothes, adding them to the bag of his other clothes. She did not expect the speedo and stared for just a few seconds, hoping Jason would not catch her staring. Too late, Jason did catch her. Sheila excused herself to take care of the laundry, turning around she told Jason, "There's a corkscrew in the kitchen drawer and glasses above the sink.

Sheila returned in five minutes. Jason was sitting at the table swirling the Flowers Pinot Noir in his glass. My turn first, since you are the host. He was a typical high school student, playing football and basketball, not good enough for a scholarship, but had good enough grades to get into OSU. He told her about the most important part of his family, according his mom, a beagle named Zeus. He was planning for an internship at a law firm in New York City that summer before he heads off to Harvard Law.

To be a lawyer. Don't know what type of law as of today. I'll just wait to see how the classes go. What about you, Sheila from wherever? My family has been in the wine making business for three generations. A very small business with quality wine.

My dad and mom run the place. I plan to get my MBA and then help them run the place, maybe take it over so they can retire. I'm still waiting to hear from a few Graduate schools, with Harvard being a long shot at best.

I'll probably wind up in the Bay area, maybe at a smaller school. My grades are very good, but things are so competitive, I'll be lucky to get accepted into one.

By the way, great bottle of wine. He stood up and Sheila did the same. Jason placed two hands on her shoulders and very quietly said, "I've got to get back to finish studying for an exam tomorrow. Thank you for an enjoyable evening. Who thought our first date would involve you doing laundry for a complete stranger? I'd like that very much. He moved away from her, all of two inches away, looked in her eyes and remarked, "Not good enough.

She responded in kind, returning the kiss, just as softly. Sheila had no such studying to do. If she did she would have had a hard time concentrating as she was thinking, non-stop, about Jason.

In fact, she could feel her panties getting soaked. She decided to take a shower before bed. She viewed her naked body in the full- length mirror attached to the back of the bathroom door and saw her body flush with sexual excitement. Her skin tone was slightly red. Her nipples were very hard. Her eyes wandered down to her pussy. Her mound was covered by a thick black bush. Even though she trimmed the sides of her bush it still covered her sex.

She ran her fingers through the thickness, pulling on her labia to expose her swollen clitoris. She wanted nothing more than to finger herself to what she knew would be a mind-blowing orgasm. Just a slight touch on her clitoris produced a loud moan, but she wanted the pleasure to be extended, so she withdrew her finger and stepped into the shower.

She took all of five minutes to finish. After drying herself, she didn't bother putting on her robe. She walked into her bedroom naked, pulled the covers down and reclined on two pillows.

She began her pleasure ride by toying with her hard nipples. Her nipples were always very sensitive. She found out that, sometimes, she could have an orgasm by having someone play and suck on them. She learned of this when, during her freshman year, her roommate showed her the thrill of having sex with another girl.

But that's a story for another time. Sheila found herself getting so wet that she was thankful she placed a towel on her bed. She moved her hands away from her tits and moved them toward her extremely wet pussy. She always took her time when masturbating, whether she was using a vibrator or her hands. Her orgasms from her own hands were always powerful and fulfilling. Now, with someone to think about she was sure that she would enjoy the same feeling.

The way she masturbated, using her fingers, was always the same. She took both hands and moved them to her bush. She loved the feeling of having a full bush.

Ever since puberty started, and the hair around her pussy started to grow, she loved the way she looked naked, especially feeling very sexy knowing that her bush would be a huge turn on for any future lovers. Playing with her bush, rubbing her fingers through the coarse hair, inserting a finger or two into her pussy, but never touching the clitoris, she was going to take her time building up to what she expected to be a great orgasm.

The fingers found her G-spot and she started to press against the inner wall, building her pleasure. Sheila found herself thinking about Jason as she pleasured herself. This went on for a few minutes until she was moaning very loud, thrusting her pelvis in the air. She knew it was time to give herself the orgasm she had been thinking about ever since Jason kissed her goodnight.

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