Introduce the title of your story: The Cougar Next Door
Genre/Category: Seduction
Provide the link: https://www.lushstories.com/stories/seduction/the-cougar-next-door

1. What first inspired you to write this particular story? This has actually happened to me a few years ago.

2. How did you come up with these characters? Based on real characters.

3. How does it differ from some of your other stories? It's a bit shorter than I tend to write.

4. What was the most challenging thing about writing this piece? Expressing it in story form took some detachment and analysis.

5. Anything else you want to tell us about it? I hope you liked it. Thanks for reading.

It depends on a number of factors, but I've gone anywhere from 20 seconds to 6 hours.

Alcohol, of course. It's overrated anyway. I've cut down massively on my alcohol consumption a year ago, and I'm amazed how much better I sleep, feel, and live.

That stuff is not worth the hype.

I think about seven times has so far been my limit, but 2-3 times a day are my average. I like the relaxation benefits of it.

I am, and I like it. Very defined and direct by comparison to before. I'm not convinced that it's necessary to cut the skin behind the glans though. Just shortening the foreskin a bit would already streamline it well.

Briefs, please. I don't like it when my penis hangs down one leg and the glans gets rubbed from walking motion. Briefs let me center it, where it sits still.

Let's masturbate to World Peace today.

I believe in combining the pleasant with the desirable.

I usually take advantage of it when waking up by applying some lotion and giving it a nice, long wake-up massage. That tends to last between 15-45 minutes. It's my favourite way of waking up in the morning, and it's how I tend to wake up 90% of the time.

No, that's not part of my repertoire. Unless, of course, it's straining against the confines of clothing for too long. That can get a bit achy in the long run.

I would like to live in a world where it's perfectly normal for women to casually perform handjobs on male visitors. Just dispense with the formalities and do a nice little massage without any further thoughts or consequences, in the manner in which cups of tea are currently served up.

Yes, but it probably doesn't count, because it was in a nice, big Dodge conversion van with a double bed in the Canadian Rockies (talking about an aptly named mountain range, ha). V8, automatic, captain chairs, TV, bar, ice box with German rye bread and bologna, some whisky... not so bad.

I've always loved cats, American cars, and writing.

There, that's three things about me that go way back.

I avoid carbohydrates to sleep well.

After years of insomnia, I stumbled upon the "ketogenic diet", which is all about ignoring carbs, and I was amazed to see how it brought back teenager style, uninterrupted night sleep for me.

I like them. For one, they are actually warm, and where I live, that's a plus. But I also find them a lot more comfortable than anything shorter, because there aren't any seams or elastic thingies touching the man parts.

We may never know if she only said it to make me feel better, but the day after I'd had mine done, the young nurse who came to see me at the hospital room told me circumcisions were actually her "favourite surgery", because they were "so quick and simple," and she thought watching it being done was "sort of neat". She also said she felt all men should have it done, because "you can't imagine the things we see when guys get brought in sometimes".

I guess I'm glad I can't imagine it.

But from the way she expressed herself, I could tell she was genuine about some of it.

My house has an automated, electric central heating system which keeps the temperature in every room at 20 Celsius, regardless of outside temperature. I live in a subarctic climate where temperatures typically range from minus 30 to plus 30, so that's quite a feat.

I was that guy everyone agreed was most likely to one day be a poet or writer or designer.

My report cards typically came back stating "the exceptionally polite student is always mentally absent, and seems disoriented when called upon." Also, my exercise books were littered with little sketches of hovercrafts and mechanisms and cars where there should have been essays on ancient Rome or trigonometric calculations.

I got my first patent aged 13, and ended up becoming an industrial designer.

To me, love is synonymous with acceptance.

It means that we accept a person, situation, task, or object just the way it is, and engage with it on its terms. I think it's the key to happiness in life. And when everybody does it, everybody gets acceptance of their terms. That is the bit people hesitate to trust others with, because it can go wrong.

So daring to love is a risk in this world, implying that those who decide to love must have courage.

I'm a chumsky of Chomsky.

I grew up with a tradition of everyone doing fireworks on New Year's Eve, and then experienced later, when I lived in New Zealand, how nice it is when no fireworks go off. In New Zealand, they aren't done in order to protect the wildlife. I really enjoyed sitting on a lonely beach in silence, with sea lions, greeting the new year that way.

Because the new year comes, whether you make a noise, or not.

Sweet/ Swede/ suede.

I think when it's done silently and with an air of competence is best. For me, there's nothing better than a woman who just gets on with it without prior warning, but other than that, carries out exactly the kinds of movements I would. Basically outsourced wanking.

I prefer lube, usually hand lotion, but will go dry if it's an emergency. ;)

How about simply telling the story while recording it via audio record function, then feed it into a typing software, and sort it out from there? Shifting paragraphs around till they are where they should be, etc. It's probably what I would try, because when you do that, you can focus on just getting it all out without having to worry about structure.

• (Looking up at ceiling) - "Did you get all that, Hank?"

• Alternatively: "This has been recorded."

• "You do accept credit card, right?"