SHARING THE SOCIETY QUEEN

Settling on sex with a woman around twenty-years older than us, a sixty-year old, a mutual seduction, a three-way. In the back of our minds for contrast, the women around twenty-years younger we had shared. Almost as an afterthought I watched Tabitha key in, YOUNG BOY?

Reminding each other about the drop dead gorgeous and still fuckable sixty-year old women we see and admire in the media every day. Both of us recalling incredibly attractive women around sixty, the news reader, the company owner, numerous film stars.

Both of us warming to the thought of sex with a sixty-year old woman, discussing in depth what we would expect and enjoy from a sixty-year old woman. Both of us determined to write some of this story.

She must be glamorous, not look like a tired sixty-year old, be comfortable in her presence, draw admiring glances from others when in her company. and importantly be sexually attractive to us both. And fuckable. Both of us forming a mental picture of our fantasy sixty-year old woman.

Aren’t you Lesley Ann?,” I asked as we approached the society queen in awe of her reputation and influence, always so confident, both of us admiring her still attractive size-12 body, collagen lips and her trademark blond, bobbed hair, her overall erotic look, always so aloof and so immaculate in her media and magazine pics, always with a self satisfied smile.

Dawson and I had often fantasised about Lesley Ann while looking at her pics in the popular media, both of us convinced she had a wonderful and kinky sex life with her power and influence in the consumer goods sector.

Despite swirling rumours about her sexuality and preferences, many people were convinced her body language suggested she had no sex life, no interest in sex at all, intent and content on being an influencer. Or perhaps she was a closet lesbian? Or she had a fetish for young boys? That one was often bandied about by the chattering classes.

By eleven that night we were relaxed enough to ask Lesley Ann, the society queen, if she would like us to tell her about the new year resolution we had made. “Of course.”

No point in holding back on new year’s eve. “We want to seduce a woman around twenty-years older than us, a glamorous sixty-year old, a mutual seduction, a three-way.”

The look on her face changed immediately. “That sounds so exciting.You do realise I am a close fit don’t you? Around twenty-years older than you, a sixty-year old. And you did mention a mutual seduction, a three-way?,” she told us a little naively. Or was she being naive? Or issuing an invitation for us.

“We did realise Lesley Ann, my man Dawson and I would love to seduce you, a mutual seduction, a three-way,“ Tabitha told her.

We didn’t wait until twelve for the usual boisterous celebrations.