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By The Book
Jennifer McCall heard the tiny bells attached to the front door jingle and realized she had her very first customer. It had taken months to get the book store ready for opening but now the attractive forty six year old entrepreneur was ready to make her fortune. The divorce had been messy, but the dream of her own business had gotten her through. Jennifer stood up from her computer desk behind the counter and watched as a rather good looking young man, obviously a college student, ambled into the store. He smiled as Jennifer welcomed him and made his way toward the back aisles of book shelves.
She resumed working at her computer, not wanting to discourage her first customer by being too helpful. She herself sometimes found that annoying when she was shopping. Curiosity got the best of her about twenty minutes later when she realized the young man was still in the back stacks.
The good looking book store owner again rose from her chair and wandered toward the back of the shop. The young man was studying a book he had pulled down from the top shelf. He noticed Jennifer, smiled again and resumed reading as she pretended to straighten some books on the next shelf. She glanced over toward him and squinted so that she could make out the volume he was perusing, May to December: Romances for the Ages.
Jennifer recognized the title. It was about famous relationships between older men and younger women and vice versa. As she remembered, it had come out a few years ago around the time Demi Moore had hooked up with the much younger Ashton Kutcher. “Are you finding everything okay?” Jennifer asked cordially.
“Yes, thank you,” the customer replied pleasantly. “I’ve been looking all over for this one for a paper I have to do in class.” He gestured with the book in his hand.
Jennifer returned to the counter and the young man approached a few minutes later. “I guess I’ll take this,” he said and Jennifer rang up her first sale. As she placed the book in a bag she inquired, “Which class is it?”
He smiled almost sheepishly and replied, “Believe it or not it’s Women’s Issues... required for my psych major,” he explained.
“Well, good luck with the paper and thanks,” Jennifer said lightly as she handed him his purchase. He started to turn from the counter but stopped abruptly.
“Would you mind if I asked you something?” he said.
“Not at all,” Jennifer replied.
“Well, part of my project includes interviewing people regarding their opinions about the kinds of relationships in this book,” he explained “Have you read it?”
“Um, no, I haven’t,” Jennifer answered, “But I remember seeing the author on a talk show when it was published.”
“I was wondering what your opinion is concerning so-called May to December romances,” her customer asked.
Jennifer laughed aloud, “Well, in the case of my ex-husband and his young bimbo of a secretary, I guess you could say I’m not all that enthused by the idea!”
The handsome young man laughed in response. “I take it that it wasn’t true love in that situation?”
“More like true lust,” Jennifer replied. “That’s the thing with those kinds of relationships. Our culture has over the years accepted older men having much younger women. It has only been recently that the idea of an older woman with a younger man has been able to shed the boy toy stigma.”
“Exactly!” the young man said. “That is precisely the premise of my paper. Please don’t take this the wrong way, but take yourself for example. You are a very attractive woman but you aren’t a college age girl, right?” he paused and continued. “If a guy half your age was sincerely attracted to you and you to him, would today’s society accept that the way they do with older men and younger women?” Again he hesitated, “I mean, sure, a celebrity like Demi gets away with it with another celebrity like Ashton, but what about regular people?”
“I’m not sure,” Jennifer replied, enjoying the conversation with this young man. “I suppose the older men would denigrate the relationship, perhaps out of jealousy. Then again, that might be the response other older women would have, too,” she said thoughtfully. “I guess I think most people don’t buy into the idea of an older woman having a relationship with a much younger man.
“I really want to ace this paper,” her customer said. “I wish I could test the theories in the real world...” his voice trailed off.
“You know what?” Jennifer suddenly blurted out, “I think you can.”
“How’s that?” he looked at her wonderingly.
“Go out to dinner with me tonight,” the older woman explained. “We can pretend to be lovers and observe the reactions we get from other people. I mean, I have to be at least old enough to be your mother.”
“That is a brilliant idea!” he exclaimed. “Thank you so much.”
They arranged for him to pick Jennifer up at seven that evening and when he arrived at her door, she invited him in to sit as she finished getting ready. His name was Jim Billings and he was a twenty one year old junior at State. Jennifer disappeared into her bedroom for awhile and when she rejoined him she was wearing a striking yet simple black dress that highlighted each and every curve of her gorgeous body. “So, do you thinks folks will buy the idea of a young stud like you going out with an old broad like me?” she asked lightly.
Jim caught his breath before answering her. “Wow! Jennifer, you look fantastic. Now I know what ol’ Ashton was thinking!” Jennifer laughed and thanked him for the compliment.
The bookseller had suggested a nice Italian place downtown. They ordered wine and engaged in conversation while waiting for dinner. Jennifer was able from time to time see other patrons glancing at them and probably talking about the good looking young guy who had taken his mother out to dinner. Suddenly she had an idea and leaned across the table planting a big kiss on Jim’s mouth. “Well, she said with a smile, “That ought to dispel any ideas anyone may have had about our relationship.”
Jim had a big grin on his face. “Yep,” he replied, “That ought to do it.”
Dinner arrived and as they ate Jennifer slipped off one of her shoes. She moved the nylon clad toes of her foot underneath the table to Jim’s leg and then slowly moved it up the inside of his leg. The woman at the table next to theirs could see what Jennifer was doing and she turned and whispered something to her husband.
“Hmmmm,” Jennifer said to Jim nodding her heard toward the table next to them, “I don’t think she’s too crazy about the idea of you and me.” Then as the woman once again glanced over toward her and Jim, Jennifer placed the sexy toes of her foot right into Jim’s crotch. With her heel, Jennifer began to massage the stiffening bulge beneath her foot. She smiled across the table at Jim as she felt his cock grow fully erect, then she turned and smiled at the woman at the next table whose jaw was almost in her pasta. Jennifer removed her foot from Jim’s lap, slid it back into her shoe and they ordered dessert.
Jim escorted Jennifer home and she invited him in to discuss the evening. “So, what do you think in general of the reactions we got?” she asked the young man.
“Well, to be honest,” he began, “I think most of them thought it was kind of dirty.”
“I think you’re right,” Jennifer replied. “But, if the shoe had been on, or off, the other foot so to speak and you were old enough to be my father, I think it would have been a different story.” She paused for a moment and said, “And, by the way, I’m sorry if I caused you any discomfort with that little move with my toes, but that woman next to us was a real bitch, I could tell. I wanted to give her something to think about.”
“Hey,” Jim exclaimed, “You didn’t hear me complaining did you? I’m just sorry you stopped when you did.”
“You’re right, Jim”, Jennifer said softly, “That wasn’t very fair of me.” She slipped off both her shoes and reclined on the sofa. “Come sit over here,” she gestured to the cushion beside her. Jim joined her on the couch and Jennifer undid his pants, sliding them down to his ankles. Jim sported a huge erection and she tenderly took it between both of her stocking covered feet. It pulsed against her heels and toes as she stroked the length of it watching it grow even thicker and longer as she gave him his first mature foot job.
Suddenly Jennifer arose and stood before the young man. The gorgeous older woman slid out of her tiny black dress standing naked except for her stockings. She had been naked beneath her dress all evening Jim thought becoming even more excited.
“Now I have a question for you, Jim,” Jennifer said seductively. “Have you ever fucked a woman old enough to be your mother?” Without waiting for an answer the bookseller climbed into her first customer’s lap.
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