1. Photos


    Date: 5/22/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 69.6, Source: sexstories.com

    It started innocent enough. Dani sent me looks under her eyelashes, fluttering them at me, wondering if I even noticed her. I seem disinterested, almost bored with where I was. She'd glance around, pretending to look for someone while she is trying to catch my eye with her movement. It isn't working. She is being too subtle. It is time to try a more direct approach. She turns in her seat and just stares at me, looking from my gray hair to my rugged facial features, to my loose-fitting jeans. I flicked my eyes to her, slowly looking from her head all the way to her toes then back into her eyes. She feels herself blushing, glad I had finally noticed her. Abruptly, I looked away, that bored look back in place. What the hell? Maybe I was gay. That had to be it. No one had ever done that to her before. She isn't taking rejection very well. She got up and decided to try the other end of the club. She walked to the other end of the bar on the side of the dance floor, looking thru the crowd until she caught me staring at her again. She stopped looking and just stared at me. She leans back against the bar and kept looking at me, willing me with her eyes to come to her. I took the hint and waded thru the crowd and leaned up against the bar next to her. " Can I get you a drink?" I asked when I leaned close to her ear. My breath fanned across her ear and face and she caught the scent of alcohol in it. I'm on my way to being drunk which is fine with her. " Rum and Diet Coke, darlin," ...
    she replied and watched me as I got the bartender's attention. My gray hair is in a crew cut and I held myself with a distinctive bearing, military if she is correct. I had on a striped polo shirt with faded loose fitting jeans. I seemd to be at least 6'6", if not taller. I turn with the drink in hand and caught her looking me up and down. I decided to do just what she is doing and look her over. She knew she looked hot for 31. She had a white tank on with no bra and her shortest black skirt that should have been called a belt. Her heels put her at 5'8" at least. She took the drink with a thanks and started to drink. She wanted to dance and wasn't about to leave a drink alone on the bar. She made quick work of it and placed it back on the bar, turning to me. " Wanna dance?" she asked, already knowing the answer. " No, let's go to my office in the back of the bar. I grabbed her hand and pulled her in behind me. She held my hand as I moved through the crowd to the hall and through a door. She turned back to me and mouthed, " Why here?" Then she seen the black and white photos scattered across my mahogany desk, illuminated by a single desk lamp. Each one features different positions of an attractive petite slender woman. Her layered dark hair fell below her shoulder blades, and her chocolate brown eyes are framed by long dark lashes. My hand holding a picture showing Dani looking into the eyes of her lover, sporting a shy grin. By looking at her small build you could tell she is ...
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