Sage Women in the Wild

My bff is 74 I am 63 we recently had an adventure

Sitting at a picnic table in a BBQ restaurant in Lockhart Tx

Out of nowhere there came a vision

He was ordering lunch 6’4 lean and muscular

There seemed to be a gentle breeze blowing the wavy blonde curls that hung down his back

I am not much of a butt gal, but he was perfectly framed in his faded 501s

Casually beautiful in a manly way chiseled features roman nose

My friend and I were gob smacked something so beautiful so close

We whispered like schoolgirls

I wouldn’t kick him outta bed

Damn I could ride that pony all night long

Look at those biceps

We had a giggle at our table across the room

Objectifying this man young enough for either of us to have given birth to him

Then as we were getting ready to go

He approached mind if I sit here the lovely baritone voice declared

Our eyes got big, this wasn’t supposed to happen

We said sure and did what any reasonable crone would do

We got the hell outta there

Fantasy was fun but reality not so much

We packed up and without another word left

Then had another giggle fit in the parking lot

I know I am a big old hypocrite

I love being an old broad