Internship with a mature woman
I was a six feet plus, fit, good looking testosterone driven male that enjoyed pretty girls my age, and I must confess I was a flirt. She was my first mature woman. Gail was five-two red hair slightly overweight lady. She had large breasts, dressed conservative with nothing provocative about her easily seen. She did however have a personality, was smart, and a scent of a woman that got my attention. One summer evening after discussing my students, a requirement for my internship, we went...