My Time With A Cougar

All I can say is I am glad I found a cougar early in my life.
I was at my favorite bar, where I am known to ask any woman who is sitting alone to dance. I walked up to one lady, who I will call “Mary” and asked if she would like to dance, since she was there with four other ladies, none of whom held a candle to her sheer sexual appeal for me. She agreed and I led her onto the floor for a slow dance. We danced and talked, just the standard “where ya from? What do you do?” kind of questions, until the song changed to a faster song with a good beat to dance close and dirty to. I went to leave the floor with her, since I had not seen her dance to a fast song all night. She then surprised me by grabbing my hand and pulling me back onto the floor, tight against her as she proceeded to grind her body against me, causing a natural reaction.
Four or five songs later, another slow song came on, and I pulled her close, swaying to the music as she wrapped her arms around me. She thanked me for asking her to dance, saying she had just gotten divorced, and this was her first night out since it was finalized. Her husband had left her for a much younger woman, and she had felt that no man would like her. I told her how beautiful she was and how he was an idiot to leave such a sexy woman. I guess I had drank just enough to lose my inhibitions, since the next thing out of my mouth was, “Heck, if I had a chance I would take you home tonight and show you just how sexy I think you are.”
She blushed a little bit, but pulled me tighter to her and said that if she wasn’t there with her friends, she would take me up on it. Soon, we were tired of dancing and headed back to her table where I had left my drink. She introduced me to her friends, and we sat and talked a while until they were ready to leave. As they walked out the door, I realized it was still early, and I had time to scout around some more, maybe finding some action for the night.
One very unproductive hour later, I heard a voice whisper in my ear, “Can I still take you up on your offer earlier?” I turned around to see Mary standing there, smiling. I told her she most definitely could, and I took her hand and led her out of the club. We exchanged phone numbers in case we got separated and, next thing I know, we are at my house, where she immediately took charge, kissing me deeply and almost ripping my clothes off of my body. I hurried to strip her down as well, until we were both naked, still in the middle of a passionate kiss. She pushed me back on the bed and gave me some of the greatest oral I have ever received. Just when I thought I couldn’t hold off any longer, she pulled off of me and said, “Please do me.” That was all the invitation I needed, as I pulled her onto the bed and slid in deep, her wetness making it easy. We spent the entire night pleasing each other, and didn’t fall asleep until the sun was up.
That was over 3 years ago, and she has called me many times since then, for everything from weekends out of town, to quick bootycalls at her house or mine. We are the best of friends, all because I asked her to dance. Guys, take a chance and ask her to dance. It might be the best move you ever made.