Next Milf

I wandered around for a while to check out the wealthy neighborhood before I spotted another target in a coffee shop. She fit the MILF bill I was looking for: age 35-50, no wedding ring. She had a few wrinkles, brown hair, and wore sleeveless white top and jeans. I walked in an ordered a coffee then added some milk and a packet of raw sugar.

I sat across from her. "Mind if I join you?"

The woman looked around. There were only two other customers, and plenty of empty seating, so she looked amused that I wanted to sit across from her. She smiled at me in a way that was hard to read.

Was she flattered, bemused...did she think I was out of my league or what?