She knew that standing in the glare of her car's headlights would reveal her very tempting lower half. The thin white cotton skirt she wore did little to conceal the treasure that would be hidden underneath. It was the first time I had seen her,even though she had been there many times before.
Several years have passed since then, but that image still makes me hard. I had no idea of the glorious times that would come or the luck that I was about to have. I had just returned to my hometown from (the big city) ,after my military enlistment I had been lured there by the thirst for adventure. After the novelty of city life and snow wore off I began to miss the warmth of the climate and people of South Texas. Of course there was a period of unemployment,so in that down time I joined a Little Theater group known as 'The Players'. It was a long standing tradition that in the summer months we would present a Summertime melodrama featuring the high school drama clubs from the local schools. Her son,who happened to have a remarkable baritone voice,was chosen for one of the main characters. So she would be there every night to pick him up and take him home. And being a good mother when time finally allowed her to,she became involved as much as she could be with the production.
I didn't know it at the time,and thanks to her discretion,no one else knew that she was a cougar. When we held a pool party to thank the kids for their hard work she showed up in a very unmotherlike swimsuit that left very little to the imagination,or maybe I just had a very good imagination. In any case I wondered why she seemed to go out of her way to be 'very' friendly to me. Rehearsals had moved into the theater were we would ultimately preform. That's where she would make her move.
At the theater there was a small passageway leading from the stage to the backstage area.The passage was barely big enough for two people if they were good friends to move past each other.She was our unofficial stage manager and I an actor waiting for my que. As we squeezed past each other,I could not but come into contact with her ample bosom. In a joking way I said "D***** we'll have to stop meeting like this." That was when she knew she had me.... MORE?
Several years have passed since then, but that image still makes me hard. I had no idea of the glorious times that would come or the luck that I was about to have. I had just returned to my hometown from (the big city) ,after my military enlistment I had been lured there by the thirst for adventure. After the novelty of city life and snow wore off I began to miss the warmth of the climate and people of South Texas. Of course there was a period of unemployment,so in that down time I joined a Little Theater group known as 'The Players'. It was a long standing tradition that in the summer months we would present a Summertime melodrama featuring the high school drama clubs from the local schools. Her son,who happened to have a remarkable baritone voice,was chosen for one of the main characters. So she would be there every night to pick him up and take him home. And being a good mother when time finally allowed her to,she became involved as much as she could be with the production.
I didn't know it at the time,and thanks to her discretion,no one else knew that she was a cougar. When we held a pool party to thank the kids for their hard work she showed up in a very unmotherlike swimsuit that left very little to the imagination,or maybe I just had a very good imagination. In any case I wondered why she seemed to go out of her way to be 'very' friendly to me. Rehearsals had moved into the theater were we would ultimately preform. That's where she would make her move.
At the theater there was a small passageway leading from the stage to the backstage area.The passage was barely big enough for two people if they were good friends to move past each other.She was our unofficial stage manager and I an actor waiting for my que. As we squeezed past each other,I could not but come into contact with her ample bosom. In a joking way I said "D***** we'll have to stop meeting like this." That was when she knew she had me.... MORE?
