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  Beth and Sam  A match made in heaven………. We met at a Quiz night.  I was 25 years old at the time.  I had attended the event with some mutual friends and started talking to her at a break in the proceedings. She seemed like a very bright mature lady and had been sitting at the next table to ours.  Beth, that was her name, was helping herself to a cup of coffee and a biscuit when I started commenting on some of the questions and answers that had already been asked.   She stood about 5’6” tall, with a full, rubenesque figure, nicely rounded in all the right places.  I would say she was about 40 years of age but was later told she was 43 years old.  Her hair was still a very dark brown with no gray hairs showing, and cut close to the head; framing her lovely face.  Her gray eyes shone with a brightness and twinkle every time she laughed, and her lips looked good enough even for me to devour. Describing myself, well I was just a fairly run of the mill guy.  I did work out 3-4 times a week and enjoyed a good jog most evenings.  I stood about 5’10” and had a fairly good outlook on life.  I had light blonde hair and classic facial features and loved the more mature woman.  Beth was in my sights but I felt I couldn’t rush things. I asked her if she would have a coffee with me one day, maybe at lunch or after work.  She accepted the invitation and gave me her business card. I saw that she was in the same business as I was; she worked for an Architect. Of course, that led to more discussions about the work, when I found out that she didn’t just work for the firm; she was the firm.  I hadn’t caught her last name on our initial meeting.  I am an architect myself and had been in business for about 5 years.  I had been very istanbul travesti lucky in obtaining some very resourceful projects early in my career and was now set up to be able to pick and choose any future jobs. Well, a couple of days later, I rang Beth and asked her if she would meet me for lunch one day that week.  We made a date for the next day.  I wanted to impress her, so made a reservation at an up-scale restaurant and called her and asked if I could pick her up as it was on the way for me from my office. When I collected her from the office, she looked so desirable.  Dressed in a pale lilac blouson dress with a swinging skirt, high heels and flawless make-up and hair; she looked like a model. “Beth, you look lovely today,” I commented. “Thank you Sam,” she replied shyly. When we pulled up at the restaurant, she was speechless.  Then she commented that she had only ever been there once before, and that was with a client.  She had found it was a very expensive eatery. “Well Beth, only the best for the woman I want to see more of.” She laughed, “Why thank you kind sir.” As we sat and ate, we talked for at least 2 hours.  Filling each other in on various aspects of our lives; in general, getting to know each other.  I discovered that she had been a single mom when she was quite young, and even though she had tried, she hadn’t been able to put herself through University and look after her child.  In the end, she had him fostered out and would visit each weekend, wherever possible.   Over the years she found it harder and harder to keep up the contact. He Gs begun school and had camps that came up on weekends and holidays and she was studying very hard for her Degree in Architecture. (I knew what istanbul travestileri that entailed,) By the time she had obtained her Degree, her boy was now 6 years old and growing away from her.  She then found how difficult it could be for a woman to break into the world of men.   All of her working hours and more were now being poured into attaining success.  She still sent Birthday and Christmas cards and presents but had a lot less contact with her son.  By the time he had turned 17 years old, she had only seen him about half a dozen times in the last few years. He then decided that he didn’t want any more contact with her and cut her out of his life.  He wanted to go his own way, making his own decisions. So she just put her heart and soul into the business and eventually made it the success it was today. Of course, she still missed him, but felt that she had no say in his life.  She was not even sure in what direction he had gone.  Hopefully, not in the wrong one. After we finished eating, I asked Beth if we could meet for dinner one night.  She accepted gracefully and we made a date for the next night. Again, I took her to an up-scale Italian restaurant.  She commented that she had never been to this one.  “Do you splurge on all your lady friends like this, Sam,” she enquired. “Only the ones I want to seduce,” I replied, with a big grin on my face. “Oh well then, I had better take advantage of that,” she quipped. We again had a wonderful evening.  A  tasty Lasagne with a Zabagaloni for desert, and some very heady Italian wine to accompany the meal.  Beth commented that she thought I was getting her drunk so that I could have my way with her. “Beth, I would never do anything to hurt or travesti harm you, and definitely nothing that you didn’t want.   You have my word on that,” I told her on a serious note. “Well Sam, at the moment you have me at a disadvantage.  I am afraid I want you very much.  You seem to be so much more mature than your age, and I find that you are very sexually appealing. If it is only for a one-night fling, I can live with that.” I didn’t mean it to be just a one night stand with this lovely lady.  I had much longer range plans for the future, but I would see how we got along sexually first and then put my proposition to her.  I was quite sure that our coupling would be satisfying for both of us. We finished dinner and walked outside to the parking lot.  I opened the passenger side door and as Beth bent to slide into the seat, I held her and bent my head to meet her lips.  We kissed. Fireworks exploded round us. We were locked together for what seemed like eternity. We broke for air.  I now knew that we wouldn’t have any trouble in pursuing the dreams that I had, and hopefully Beth was thinking the same. “Your place or mine,” she whispered. “Whichever is the closest,” I replied. We decided that although her place was closer, that it would be better at mine. I had a house whereas Beth only had an apartment in a complex. We drove to my place as quickly as possible.  We both jumped out of the car, Beth not waiting for me to open her door.  I took her hand and ran up the few steps and opened the door and punched in the alarm numbers automatically.  Slamming the door behind us, I grabbed Beth and swung her round to face me.  I lowered my head and met for a full French kiss before we even stepped into the lounge room. “This was meant to be Beth, I am sure of it.  Do you want to stop now because it is going to get better from now on.” “No Sam, I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want to take this to the next level.  I want to make love to you, my darling.” I led her into the bedroom.

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