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He noticed the ankle chain she wore around her slender long leg and was suddenly in trudged as he knew this to be a sign of married but free to engage with other men. Viewing this as a sign of illicit fun with a married women he walked over to the slender middle age woman and introduced herself. He offered her a drink and she replied ‘vodka and orange would be nice’, she replied with a smile. He was immediately hooked by her big smile and full red luscious lips and moved to the bar in haste to get her drink. On his return he noticed her beautiful eyes silky long black hair and dark tan that showed off her short white tight dress. His desire was now peaking for her and as they exchanged a little small talk he asked if she wanted to leave with him. Go back to his place. She smiled again and asked inquiring why? He stated that he had surmised she was married by the ring on her finger but that she was free to engage with men for she wore the ankle chain signifying that. Looking him in the eye seductively as she sipped here drink she smiled again.’I am much older than you’, she told the young dark curly headed 20 something lad, ‘yes I am aware of that,’ he retorted excitedly ‘that’s what I like, I want to experience what an older woman can offer. Especially a married one’. Her smile did not waver. ‘I can offer you a lesson you would never forget and show you things you have only ever dreamt about.’ This time she moved close to him, so close only the glass kept their lips from touching. ‘But I won’t be because all you have to offer in return is the energy and keenest of youth. Whereas if I was to do this with someone it would have to be because he could offer more experience, tenderness and love. I don’t give myself to just anyone.’ His excitement receded and his smile vanished. ‘I was offering to do you a favour love, but fine your loss,’ ‘oh I am sure it is but I will get over it. Oh and by the way, did I mention I am your ex girlfriends mother’ She remained smiling. ‘ I don’t have an ex girlfriend, I have a girlfriend’. Just then a hand touched his shoulder, he looked around and saw his girlfriend. Startled and dumbstruck he stood.’ Mum is right. I am your ex girlfriend’. With that she took her mums hand and they walked away leaving him in a daze of confusion. Tonight what looked like an illicit night of pleasure was now going to be a sad and lonely lesson in appreciating what you have rather than desiring something more for the excitement. Find excitement in what you have.