Part 1:  I’ve been chatting on-line for quite a while and talking to different people and happen to connect with a very nice, woman and mom several years younger than me.  She likes the “age gap” dynamic between us.  We talk for several weeks about our lives and challenges with our relationships.  We share a lot of common ground and seem to connect very well.  We even share face pics. The bonus is, she lives in my area within about 20 miles, which is tantalizing and creates a possible opportunity, so after several weeks of daily talking and chat, we mutually decide it would be nice to meet face-to-face.  We are both very curious about each other.  The anticipation of such a meeting is very exciting and something missing from our lives.  We talk about a time and day and agree to meet at a local coffee shop.  She asks me "do you have any requests for what I wear?"  I pause and think.  Based upon some of our previous discussions I think this question is an invitation, so I take a big leap and ask.  I tell her "I like skirts/dresses - maybe you could wear that, some flats for shoes and for a top .... I'd like you to come braless wearing a thin white cotton tank top with some sort of jacket/sweater/blazer  covering you.  I'd also like you to wear your hair in a pony tail and maybe some lightly applied lipstick or gloss.  She replies "Done, I know just what to wear”.

**** A couple questions.  Is this realistic so far and/or something you would consider doing?  What do you have in your closet right now that you would wear to such an encounter?

Part 2:  Our meeting day arrives.  I end up getting to the coffee shop early so I can get a table and chairs and find a quiet spot.  I nervously sit and wait.  We previously exchanged pictures so we know what each other looks like.  She is beautiful and she has beautiful mid-back length, brown hair, brown eyes and is a petite 5’6".  She is 38.  Alas, she walks through the door and our eyes instantly connect.  I stand up and go to meet her.  We are both beaming with smiles as I give her a hug and kiss on the cheek.  We walk to our table and sit down.  She is sitting in a chair facing me, with her back to the rest of the store.  We take each others hands across the table and look into each other's eyes as we smile.  She says "Hi".   My heart, as I am sure hers, is pounding away.  I am at a loss for words as she is more beautiful than her picture revealed.  Here beautiful brown hair is pulled back into a pony tail.  She has on a light shade of lipstick.  She is wearing a partially buttoned extra long black blazer for a coat and I can see the neckline of a thin white t-shirt or tank under it.  She fills out her coat perfectly with I'm guessing maybe C cup breasts?  She is wearing a short black skirt that comes to above her knees and nice black flats for shoes.   I order our beverages and in a couple minutes they hand them to me over the counter and I take them back to the table.  I sit across from her.

Part 3:  As we sip our drinks, we talk.  We both cleared our days and have essentially no time limit.  Our conversation is easy and relaxed.  If she wishes, she can unbutton her cardigan a little or a lot.  I won't ask her to.  She is in control 100% as to if she wants to open her top or not.  She decides how much or how little she reveals to me.  I can only imagine what she is wearing under the jacket and how revealing it may be.  One of my big turn-ons/kinks is a woman’s nipples.  I might see a little or I might see a lot ...  I imagine the view under her top could be stunning.  But it is not for me to ask.  If she opens her top how will I respond?  I will want to glance and look but not be too obvious.  I hope she will feel comfortable enough to open her jacket to me, and we have all day to talk and enjoy each other's presence.  At this point I can only imagine and savor the moment. I want to saturate my mind with our time together.   To be continued ….

Part 4:  After about a half hour of pleasant talk and enjoying our drinks, I excuse myself to go to the bathroom.  I am besides myself right now.  The nervous energy is amazing and my hands are sweaty - I wish I could calm down just a bit but she is stunning in person.  I couldn’t help but notice all of her facial features and her soft voice.  Melt.  We talked several times in the last couple weeks about how she likes older men - always has.  She appreciates my patience and maturity.  I guess I offer her an escape and attributes she doesn’t normally have access to.  I go into a bathroom stall to relieve myself and notice my testicles are starting to get a bit tender.  I didn’t realize that I was getting aroused.  I wasn’t hard but I was aroused.  And to my surprise, I found a couple drops of precum.  Ugh.  I wash up and go back out to the table and sit and she says “ please excuse me, it’s my turn now”.  This gives me a chance to take a deep breath and relax.  In a couple minutes she comes back and as she walks by hands me a small soft package and says “put this in your pocket for later”.  I’m intrigued.  As she sits down across from me again, I see she has unbuttoned her cardigan and while I can’t see all of her top, I can see the center - it looks to be a thin, white cropped tank top - it is not very loose.  My eyes cannot help but look down. As I do she opens the left side of her jacket to reveal her breast.  What I see I could not have imagined.  Protruding from under her white top is a beautiful, big dark nipple.  Being pressed by the snug material, her nipple is obviously hard and erect.  She asks “is this what you were hoping for?”  The way she asks shows me she is excited as I am now.  I mouth the word “fuck” as I continue to look.  I lean forward and tell her how beautiful she is.  I whisper, “It does indeed look like you have big nipples”.  She says, “thank you, that I do.  And what would you like to do with my breasts and nipples?” She asks as she opens the other side of her jacket to reveal her entire top. Beautiful breasts and large protruding nipples.  This woman is beautiful, intelligent, mature, life experienced and a body I could never dream of. I tell her “I’d like to give your breasts and nipples pleasure.  I want to kiss you too”.  She asks me “is your car close by?”  “Yes it is” and I smile.  She says “I want to go sit in your care and have our drinks and listen to music”.  I smile and stand up and she does too and she re-buttons her jacket.  To be continued …