Ann

Once we’d recovered, Ann told me, “How can I explain to you what you’ve done for me…ooohhh…Lee, I know how difficult this was for you. All I can offer you is myself, as often as you want me, and my humble thanks.”

“This may sound childish, but will you go with me, may we be more than friends, but honest and true to one another lovers?”

She gave me the most puzzled look, then asked, “Don’t you want to know anything about my past?”

“No, it’s past, I can care less, you are here now, and Ann for a woman your age, even though I don’t know how old you are… My god darling you are perfect in every way.” We took a shower together, playing around with one another, and splashing water on each other’s faces, actually falling on the floor, because we were laughing so much, like silly school kids.

Then lay on her bed, necking most of the day, only me lightly fondling her so beautifully formed breasts, until we were so hungry, we sent out for Chinese. When it arrived, this brazen woman answered the door naked, and as the delivery boy, probably came in his pants, she smiled, paid him and bounced back in the bedroom.

Sunday afternoon we came up for air, and Ann asked, “I’ll be leaving your store this week, you will not forget me will you.”

“You did not answer my question- are we a couple now, or only friends?”

“Why do you want an old woman like me, men your age are dating much younger women.”

“Right, empty headed broads who do not know crap about life, or why they are in it…my precious, you are every woman all neatly wrapped up into one tiny bundle of such sweetness, happiness, joy, wit, humor, intelligence, and sexuality…you have me enchanted by you. No contest, if you’ll have a 50 year old store manager, I am by far the most fortunate of us.”

“Then we are a couple, aren’t we?”