This afternoon I was at a coffee shop with a friend. It’s a weekly thing we do, just to get together.
This week, at the table next to us was a beautiful, older woman. Where we were, in that area, right outside the college, there are always a ton of young, hot women around. Granted, she was a bit older than the usual college crowd but nothing that far out of the ordinary. Both me and the friend are single but that’s not why we go there, it’s just a convenient location, it does make for fun scenery though.
This woman was one of those almost ageless types. The kind where you have to give a generous range when trying to guess an age. I’d have to say, somewhere between mid-40’s and early-60’s. Seriously, it could be anywhere in those two decades. Mature but hot and in terrific shape.
So, I kept half an eye on her while she was there. I try and go for “appreciative of a beautiful woman” and polite rather than “leering” but it’s hard to judge one’s own behavior. PG on the outside, whatever NC17 stuff is going on inside my head.
About half an hour after she arrived she opened up some boxes she brought with her. I thought maybe she’d just finished some shopping and was looking at her purchases but then she started setting things up. Some speakers, a little projector, a laptop.
She had even less technical know-how than I have, so I ended up helping her. All the while I wondered why anyone would be setting up speakers and a projector in the middle of a coffee shop, but I put that question aside while helping her find outlets and the right cords.
Best guess, this woman was a little younger than my mom, probably early to mid 50’s, blonde, leggy, and attractive as hell. She was wearing this sun dress that clung to every curve, and she had some nice curves.
We chatted a little bit, she was really nice. I was tempted to put some moves on until I found out what she was doing…
With permission from the owners, she was showing an educational film about the wonders of having child birth at home… and those of use in that area of the coffee shop were warned that the film was quite graphic…
In a coffee shop. At four o’clock on a week day.
Yeah, that’s a quick libido killer.
Me and my friend made some quick goodbyes and beat feet out of there.
Too bad, I liked her. There’s just no way I could sleep with a woman who goes around to coffee shops and shows movies like that. Nothing against the movies themselves, or the ideas behind them, but that’s just too much for me.