I'm 40 years old, divorced, have an off-againon-again girlfriend...but we're currently 'off.' I've been working part-time in a relatively small town in Utah on soft placeignment from my regular job. And the few days a week I spend in that town are Quite boring, to say the least. But, my first day out there I stop at a fastfood joint for lunch, and the girl behind the counter that helps me was rather a cutie. Of course, when you're my age, anything under 35 is bound to be a 'cutie, ' right? I mean, this wasn't the first time I'd had a quick fantasy about the younger woman behind a fastfood counter, but there was something about her that almost really made me think that she was being a bit flirtatios..of course, that could have been my imagination. Also, she looked like she easily could have been well under 18 years old, and frankly, these days I can't hardly tell how old any of them are if they're much under 30'ish. Anyway, I frequented the restaurant a few times a week for 2 weeks, and even got to calling the girl by the name on her nametag: Amber. She always seemed quite smiley when I'd walk in the door, greating me cheerfully.

Well, one day, in the middle of taking my money, she asks 'what are doing tonight?' I was kinda taken aback by the question...I mean my old brain was immediately thinking SHE WANTS ME! Then my main brain was thinking NO. She's just making conversation. So I say, "well, not much. Not much to do around here.

" She jumps right to informing me that she'll be having to walk home about 6pm 'cause her mother needed the car. I just kind of agreed that sucked, and fortunately it wasn't a very big city. Then she says the magic words, "well, if by chance your driving down mainstreet this evening, watch for me." OK....

I say.

So, about 6 pm I start trolling main street, watching the fast food joint. Sure enough, about 10 after, she walks out on to the sidewalk and starts heading north.

I pull up along side her...she gets in. I ask where she lives, and she asks where I'm staying in town. Well, we turn out at my motel room. Now up 'till now the conversation had been pretty carefree, laid back. She'd just said she was bored at home...and really wanted to see what was on HBO at the motel room since her parents didn't have cable. How could I refuse that request. It seemed innocent enough even though my length was getting hard. So we make small talk in the room, I turn on the TV.

I finally had to ask her how old she was. 19 she says.

I didn't believe her...

so she even showed me her driver's license.

It was all fun and laid back. All of a sudden, she lays down on the bed and says, "I haven't had sex for about a year, and it's driving me crazy!" Mmmm. So I ask what the problem is...no guys? What? She tells me the sad story of small town life..she feels like all the guys her age are more 'brothers' to her and she feels weird dating them...

oh well. She sits up on the edge of the bed...

I'm sitting in the chair across from her.

She kinda orders me to 'come over here for a sec...' I get up, walk over in front of her...

She grabs my crotch and starts working on my belt.

I of course helped her.

My pants fall down and then she pulls down my jockeys and pulls out my hard length. Immediately she aims it towards her mouth..

her little pink tongue comes out and starts toying the head.

Then she takes it all in, her young hands holding the base and rubbing my balls. OH I was close...

After a few minutes of pleasure, she lays back on the bed and starts undoing her pants while I'm stripping down. I watch her jeans come off, shirt, bra, and then she slowly peels off her little blue panties. She's about 5'4", 115 lbs., pert little breasts, nice patch of black pubic care nicely trimmed. She pulls her knees up so her crotch is nice and accessible. I crawl up on the bed, my face between her legs, just taking in the smooth silky skin of her legs, soft place, softness. She's obviously wet. I spread her pink labia and dive my face in to her mound.

God she smells fresh, young, firm.

My tongue works her personal place and she's going crazy. When I put a finger in her warmth she starts cumming immediately...but begging for more. I put my tongue in her love, toying her tight warmth out as deep as I could. After another orgasm, she starts pulling me up on top of her saying she needs to be played.

I mount her little bottom, pushing my length in between her wet, swollen soft edges. Mmmm, I played her good, finally filling her young warmth with my middle-aged load. Since then, we've done it a few more times...but it's just been sex. Hardly any kissing, no 'I love you, ' just good screwing. I'm hoping it continues for awhile.