An Early Date

Robert and I had been introduced by an executive dating service and he was EVERYTHING I was looking for in a life partner. He was thoughtful, intelligent, caring, confident and with a strong, manly body which would make my toes curl and my pussy sing.

Oh, he's not some sort of greek adonis, you don't get to be in your mid-fifties without a bit of settling - but that just made him all the more attractive to me. Someone to cuddle with and someone to fuck.

But I had wondered, with that early date, was there a sexual spark? We connected EXTREMELY well mentally. We talked movies, books, politics and business (see? I'm not a TOTAL ditz), but I was worried. Was there a spark?

This story is about how that question first got answered. And answered with a resounding YES, YES, YES, OHHHH FUCK YES!

"My daughter Jane said she'd like to get to know you better," Robert had said. "And she suggested a shopping trip to that upscale mall downtown."

"Sounds wonderful!" I said. "I love shopping!"

While shopping, I opened up to Jane about how I was worried there might not be a sexual spark between me and Robert, which resulted in Jane dragging me to a hoity-toity upscale lingerie boutique.

"Oh, this shelf bra," Jane had said, holding it out to me. "He'd LOVE this."

It seemed a bit weird that this man's daughter was pimping me out to her father, but hey - whatever works, right? She's lived with the guy her whole life. Maybe she's learned something along the way?

"You think?" The bra was just a ledge, basically, that my breasts (and I have some pretty big ones, thank you very much and yes, maybe they've been enhanced a bit, but who's asking?) sat on top of, leaving, basically, my whole boob completely bare.

"Oh yes," she said. "Just that hint of nipple? And your nips are so big and fat, I can tell, it'll drive him wild. TRUST me."

"But won't it show? I'll look like a slut!"

"Well, then don't wear something so tight and clingy."

"Hey, I like tight and clingy!"

"Maybe something more flowy and diaphanous, like this blouse?"

She held out a sexy satin blouse with a plunging neckline.

"And pair it with a pencil skirt, he'd love that," Jane finished, smiling.

"Thank you Jane, I think I will!"

I was thrilled my shopping trip with Jane went so well! With her support, I just knew I'd be a shoe-in with her father!