Soft Target
Trevor was so happy to be going on a date but what happened was more than he was expecting.
She walked into the bedroom, naked, ruffling her short, wet hair dry with a towel. Catching sight of her body in the mirror she stood and smiled. Despite her age, Chrissie still had the kind of body that attracted attention. Breasts still pert, curvy hips and those legs that had enticed men for many years. A muffled ringtone came from her dressing table and, rummaging through the selection of panties that she was choosing...