Speechless

Mike turned his head to the curtains and saw Ashley for the first time. He couldn't look away. She was an older woman; his guess was early 40's, but she had the body of a 21-year-old. Her hair was was long, blonde, and it fell over her busty chest perfectly. Her stomach was smooth with the outline of abs while her waist was very thin; but her legs and ass were incredibly thick, as if she has been doing squats for her entire life. His favorite thing about her, though, was her eyes. She had this look in them that Mike couldn't place and that excited him because he could always figure people out. He watched her move around the stage and was entranced. All around him guys were whistling and yelling at her to take more off, but he just sat there staring into her eyes. At the end of her dance she walked around the stage while people held out tips for her to collect.

When she got to Mike he held out his bill for her and when she took it she leaned in and said "You know, when most people come here they stare at the dancers body. Not their face for the entire dance."

There was so much that Mike wanted to say to her but nothing came out with this beautiful woman so close to him. All he could do was blush. Ashley just chuckled as she took his tip and walked away. Mike sat there thinking about how he never freezes up like that, and why he couldn't read her at all.

At this point, John walked up to him and asks if he was ready to go. Mike desperately wanted to try and find Ashley but decided that he would just end up making himself seem like even more of a fool. Instead, Mike agreed that it is time to go. He said goodbye to John in the parking lot and headed home to his apartment while thinking about Ashley and why, after 5 years, suddenly he couldn't get a woman who was 15 years his senior out of his head. He laid down into bed with a sigh, knowing it was going to be a long and restless night.