"But seriously. He texts me good morning and good night every day. He is so sweet, and he acts a lot more mature than some of these guys our age ... "
"Yeah, we have met some old dudes who are idiots, and don't have a clue about how to treat a woman," said Sabra.
"Sounds like somebody is in love. You sure you ain't hit that yet?" said Lillian.
"Love? I like him a lot, but love? What's love got to do with it?" asked Vanessa.
Sabra jumped up. "You heifers better not start singing again.” Elaine had jumped up, ready to burst out into song, but slumped back down. Everybody laughed.
"When do we get to meet him, and what does he look like? I know you have a picture," asked Lillian.
Vanessa pulled out her cell phone and found a picture that he had sent her the other night. It was a picture they took when they were at the Big Sean concert.
Yvette put on her reading glasses. "Damn! He is fine!" She passed the phone to Sabra, who asked to borrow Yvette's glasses. She nodded in agreement.
"What does he want with your old ass? I know he got some women. Ain’t nobody his age and that fine by themselves," said Sabra.
Julie said. "Shoot, I want to see what his daddy looks like!" Sabra and Elaine high-fived in agreement. Sabra added, "Or his uncles, granddaddy ... " She took the phone back, "Yep, we need to see if it runs in the family! I’m ready to crash the reunion!"
Vanessa recovered her phone, looked at it, smiled, and sighed as she put the phone back in her purse. "Man, I just really like him, and I don't want to let him go. We can't help who we like, can we?"
"Hell yeah, you can ... how old did you say he was again?" asked Sabra.
"Thirty-seven."
"Thirty-seven, though? That's kind of young, ain't it? Maybe you should give him to me," joked Elaine. "But seriously, I'm thirty-five and you all let me hang out with you ... "
"Girl, you act older than us sometime," joked Yvette.
"I bet he still got Similac on his breath," said Lillian.
"Just because you like them old sugar daddies, don't mean everybody does," laughed Julie, "Besides, you only live once, they both grown and ain't bothering or hurting anybody," said Julie.
"Ooooo, Vanessa got her groove back. Nessa got her groove back," sang Yvette. "If I wasn't married I'd get mine back too. I ain't madatcha."
"Well, I'm going to see if he will come to Motor City casino this weekend since Julie is bringing her new guy. Elaine, you should ask your guy to come too, then we can check them out all at the same time, and ladies, don't hurt ‘em," joked Vanessa.
"Well if they can't handle the heat," said Sabra and then they all said together, "stay the hell out of the kitchen." They all laughed and high fived each other.
"What about that fine Barry that was fiending over you at Floods last month?" Sabra asked Vanessa. "He was really into you. He's fine, got a good job, no babies, never been married, grown ass man, and did I say he was fine? What was wrong with him? Yo cougar ass need to leave that baby alone, and check out Barry."
Sabra is always telling people what they should do, with her married man dating ass, thought Vanessa.
"Well first of all, his breath stank," said Vanessa," and I can't stand no stanky breath. Second, all he wanted to do was talk about himself and grope me. And last, did I say his breath stank?" Everyone laughed.
"I can't do no stank breath either, but the brother got it going on, and we can always get him some mints or mouthwash," said Sabra.
"I have never been attracted to an old man, but never thought about liking a much younger man so, all I want to know is, why can't I be a cougar? We both single and grown. We’re not hurting anybody. I like him and I believe he likes me. He has a good job, so he's not after money, got his own place, so he's not looking for a place to live. ... can't he just like me for me? And besides, I don't consider myself a cougar."
"Well, what do you call it?" said Julie.
"I'd like to say that I'm more like a panther or maybe a black jaguar, because they are black and sleek and fast. A cougar is an older woman chasing after young guys. I've never chased. They’ve always chased me."
"We all have been in relationships that just don't work. I don't know if it's just a drought in this area, or if its nationwide," said Julie," but it just seems like all the good men that are our age are taken."
"The problem with the guys in my age group," said Elaine, "is that they are either using drugs, selling drugs, in jail, gay, or just looking for a good time. They not ready to settle down. And the girls my age and younger make it too easy for them to get some without commitment, making it harder for us."
Lillian added, "All of us have had men who are interested in us that are our age, but we usually don't like them because we are not attracted to them, or they've done something to break our trust in them, and now it seems that they all want younger women, and these younger ones are running them away with their begging and immaturity, and sending the younger guys our way. These chicks are looking for someone to take care of them, and so are some of these young guys, and real women are not buying that anymore. We can't win for losing."
"Well, some of the old guys are looking for someone to take care of them too," said Yvette.
"All I know is most guys who are approaching me that are my age are either married, tired, wanting to get married and I don't like them, immature, controlling, or just lying, cheating dogs ... I can't seem to win," said Sabra.
"What do you mean by tired?" asked Elaine. "Do they like to take naps?" Everybody laughs.
"I may be old, but I still have energy. I don't want to go out that much, but I need a man that will take me dancing, ride a roller coaster, you know, don't act like an old man," said Julie.
"I think that is why the idea of a younger guy is so appealing ... it’s the energy they bring to the table," said Vanessa.
"Yes, but they also bring drama, and want babies and all that, if they don’t have any," stated Sabra.
"Right. I do want to get married, but I just can't settle any more. I'm tired of getting my heart broken,” said Julie.
"I hear that," said Lillian.
"I'm just going to keep hope alive. See what God has in store for me, and in the meantime, the guys that want to date me will just have to know ... if I give you some, then we go together," said Julie.
The ladies all laughed and said it together, “IF I GIVE YOU SOME, THEN WE GO TOGETHER."
"I like that and I'm going to make that my philosophy too. We should make some t-shirts and sell them," said Vanessa.
“Just think about all the duds you going to weed out if you tell them that and mean it," said Julie.
"With that said," she continued, "yes, you can be a cougar, panther, puma, kitten, cheetah, tiger, jag, lion, or any old cat you want to be. Don't listen to these hating old biddies. Get yours. All I know is that he is making you happy, so that's all that matters. Your face glows every time you talk about him. It's your life and you know our motto ... ladies?" they said simultaneously, "Yolo ... you only live once!"
"And now we have a new one,” said Vanessa. "If I give you some, then we go together."
"I am so loving that one," laughed Elaine.
"Ok. Let's toast to that!" said Yvette.
"Salud!" they all exclaimed.
Party Plan
When the meeting was over and while they were cleaning up, Julie made an announcement.
"Ladies," said Julie, “Next weekend the Kappas are having their annual red and white party at the Atheneum hotel downtown Detroit, and I would love it if you all would go with me this year."
"But won't there be a bunch of kids there?" asked Sabra.
"Well of course there will be some of the younger generation there, so Vanessa you should be ok," she joked, and Vanessa stuck out her tongue at her, "but the Kappas are celebrating an anniversary, so I bet there will be guys from ages eighteen to eighty-one! Now I went last year for the for the first time and had a ball, and all ages were repre
sented, but I really want to go this year because the Kappa line, of which I was a little sister on, is having a reunion get together, and I can't wait to see how the pretty boys have matured. Ladies, the guys on that line were fine! Lil and Vet, you remember, and you also know that I was the best little sister ever."
Lillian said, "I do remember how fine they were and I bet you were the best, so, little sister, how many of them fine, big brothers did you sleep with? Confess!"
Julie said, "So now I'm a hoe? How dare you!" she said in mock disgust, "but on the real, I only slept with one. Vet knew. He was so cute, and it started out with him telling me he needed a tutor for Economics, but after a few study sessions, we took Economics to a whole other level!"
"Ooo," said Lillian. You slept with Kevin? I knew it, and I can't believe you never told me!"
Julie thought back to the day she took a walk into Kappa land. She and Kevin had grown pretty close when he was pledging. She and the other little sisters took really good care of him and his line brothers, and they hid them many nights in her room. Nothing happened during this time because, one, they were tired, and two, they were kept busy with classes and frat business and were hardly ever alone. Julie had moved into a single room so it was the hang out for her and her friends anyway. On this particular night, she and Kevin were alone. They were sitting on the bed doing Economics for about two hours, when Kevin threw his head back on the bed in frustration and said, "I'm never going to get this stuff."
"You really aren't doing badly. You just need to concentrate," she said." Maybe we should take a break. We've been at this for a while."
He said, "Great, but how do expect me to concentrate anyway, with you smelling and looking so good?"
Julie didn't pay him any attention. She still didn’t feel like she attractive because she still was skinny and still wore the thick glasses, because contacts were pretty new back then and very expensive for a college student. He was always flirting and he had a girlfriend anyway. He got up, grabbed his back pack and pulled out a bottle of Jose Cuervo tequila.
"Come on. Have a drink with me. You have been so great and patient with me, and I'm going to take you out to dinner when I cross those burning sands and pass this test."
"Boy, you know I don't drink like that ... maybe a glass of wine or something, but not that hard stuff, and besides, you not going to get me beat down by your girlfriend."
He ignored her. "Quit being a wuss,” he said as he looked for a cup. "It is so smooth ... just take a sip. Come on, just try it. "
He poured some in a cup, and Julie put it up to her lips and took a sip. "Hmmm, not bad, and boy does it feel warm going down my throat." She took a bigger sip, grimaced as she swallowed, had a brief coughing moment, and smiled. "This is strong!"
She took a couple of more swallows, then gave him the cup and got up and threw in a Michael Jackson cassette. “Off The Wall” came on.
"Girl, I know you love you some MJ ... but you know he is as gay as Peter Pan."
"No he's not," shouted Julie," and you can't be in my room talking about my boo." She went to give him a playful tap on his arm and he grabbed both her wrists and pulled her toward him.
"Well, let's dance ... the pervert could make some really good music," he laughed.
She turned away from him, and he grabbed her by the waist and turned her to face him.
"What do you think you are doing, boy? You better let go of me before I call Tutti." Tutti was his girlfriend. A real uptight Lambda that didn't like anything and anybody.
"Don't worry about her. She's not here, and there are no "boys" here, just this man, and besides, I'm about to break up with her anyway."
Kevin was smelling sooo good. The song "Lady in My Life" was playing and his arms enveloped her. They were swaying to the beat and he bent down and kissed her on her neck ... her sensitive spot. Goosebumps shot out all over her body. He was nibbling and blowing on her neck. Oh my goodness, thought Julie. What am I doing? What is he doing? This feels sooo good. Oh my God. She had never felt this sensation before ... she was a virgin and proud of it, but with the alcohol in her head and this man's strong hands all over her body, and those soft, soft lips on her neck ... she was thinking tonight is the night she becomes a woman.
He slowly backed her onto the bed, straddled her, and started talking in her ear. His hot, alcohol infused breath sent chills up and down her spine, and she lost all sensible thought. All she knew at that moment was that she didn't want that feeling to stop. He was talking to her and she felt like a dumb kid because she just lay there, not knowing what to grab.
"You are so beautiful," he breathed on her neck. His hands reached up and massaged her breasts. "Mmmm," she moaned in response.
"So you like this?" he asked.
"Um huh."
He massaged her nipples through her clothes and she thought she had been hit by a bolt of lightning. "Oh!" she said into his neck. His hands then slid down her chest past her stomach and down to into her sweat pants. He slowly ran fingers in little circling motions and zeroed in on her love button. When he touched it, she grabbed his hands in panic.
"Stop! I can’t!" she cried.
"What's wrong?" he asked, still struggling with her to free his hand from her tight grip.
"This is all wrong. I'm a virgin. I promised myself I would only give my virginity to the man I love."
"A virgin? You're kidding, right?"
"No, I'm not kidding."
Kevin hesitated for a moment and thought that maybe he shouldn’t be doing this, but he was attracted to her and was so hot and horny, then being a man who thinks with his little head, went back to his caress. He finally got his hand free from her grip, and whispered, "Well, I've always liked you. You are so sexy and I promise not to hurt you. You don't find me attractive?"
She thought in her delirious head, Boy, you are the finest, sexiest man I have ever seen, but said instead, "I do, but because you have a girlfriend, I just didn't think about you like that."
Her body involuntarily arched up into his caress because he had somehow found his way into her panties and was gentling rubbing her clit. Now Julie had touched herself there before and had felt the good sensations, but nothing like this. His manipulations increased and she suddenly didn't care anymore. She relaxed as he withdrew his hand. She was slightly disappointed, then he rose up and slowly pulled down her pants. He took her hand, although he had to tug on it a few times after she realized what he was going to do with it, and placed it around his penis. She soon fell into the rhythm his hands were guiding her to do and she marveled as it grew even harder. He then removed his hand and slowly manipulated himself down her body until his lips made a connection to her clit. She popped her head up in surprise and let go of her grip, because this was definitely a new and delicious feeling. He used one hand to ease her back down, while he continued to kiss and lick her clit. She soon arched her back to aid him. She thought she was about to go out of her mind as he slowly and skillfully made love to her love button. She found herself clawing at the air and wanted to pull his head away but not wanting him to stop all at the same time. The orgasm that came was strong and earth shattering. He kept on nibbling and sucking on the now sensitive area, and she had to tell him to stop and tried pulling him away. He eventually stopped, and she let out a big sigh of relief.
"Are you okay?" he asked as he eased himself up to her.
"I don't know, but I do know now what the big deal is about oral sex, she said breathlessly."
"I'm glad I pleased you, and now I hope that you would return the favor."
"What do you mean?” she asked. Then her eyes bugged open. "You want me to suck ... that?"
"Yes. I want you to make me feel as good as I made you feel."
"But I never did that before ... I don't know ... " she said.
Kevin told her, "I will tell you what to do. If you don't like it, I won't be angry, and you can just stop."
Julie hesitated. She looked at his cock -- it really d
id look like a big old sucker, or was this just the liquor making her think this way? “Can you at least wash it?” she asked innocently.
She went to the restroom to get a wet towel with a little soap to wipe it down. After wiping, he sat on the edge of the bed and helped her to her knees in front of him. He bent down, and kissed her neck, then led her head to his penis. He playfully moved it all around her tightly pressed together lips.
"Open your mouth. It will be alright. Just don't bite!" he said jokingly but serious.
She slowly opened her mouth.
"Kiss it."
She frowned and hesitantly placed kisses on it. She started on the sides, then on the head. She even poked her tongue out to lick the head. He moaned, then grabbed her under her arms, lifted her, and put her back to the wall.
"You are not ready for that, but maybe you are ready for this."
While standing and holding her with one hand, he slowly lowered her on to the tip of his manhood. She was still so wet from her orgasm that it went it smoothly. He put it in an inch … at ... a .... time .... very slowly.
"Oh yes," she said deliriously.
Their tempo increased and so did their breathing. After about five minutes of this, he moved over to the bed while he was still inside her. He slowly lowered her to the bed and made glorious love to her. He was very gentle with her. She clamped her ankles together around his back, drew him in, and they both collapsed after they climaxed together.
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