As a 50 year old attractive and newly single woman I was starting to feel the ‘itch’ and couldn’t help but start to develop new fantasies.
Living in a large house in Melbourne on my own, I had plenty of space and little company. I have 2 daughters who had recently found their own places and were enjoying their new freedom. My oldest daughter (22 years old) had stopped by with some friends to collect me of her stuff… one of her friends was a young man who I thought had a very impressive physique.
His name was Joe… and I managed to get my daughter to arrange him to come over to help me move some furniture, he came and moved the furniture around for me… I didn’t really need to move anything!
On a break I asked “how strong are you? And “do you think you could carry 50 kgs?”
He shrugged and said yes… probably
I said that “ I had always wanted to be carried over someone’s shoulder, do you think you could carry me? Or am I too heavy?”
He looked a bit uncomfortable so I said cheekily…. “ if you think I am too heavy…”
He said that’s ok… he will do it. So I kicked off my shoes and stood on the second stair, wearing little socks, and a summer dress I was soon over his shoulder and being carried around the room. I made him do a few laps, kicking my little feet and enjoying his hands on my legs and my bottom in the air
I asked him to put me down slowly on the step and exaggerated how flustered I was. I complimented his strength and said how wonderful it felt.
Holding onto his arm I said in a sweet and innocent voice that I would love if he could do that again upstairs… where I have a mirror and can see!
I could see he was getting more nervous so I took charge and grabbed him by the arm and lead him upstairs…not giving Joe time to say “no”
I lead him to my bedroom and sat him in a chair. I knelt in front of him and took his hands in mine… I explained that it’s been soooo long since I had the company of a man and that I would love to feel his skin ~ when over his shoulder.
Without waiting for a response I stood up and took off his shirt, throwing it on the bed. I then said I wanted to get changed myself…
I walked quickly into my walk in wardrobe, loosing my dress and socks… walking out in a tiny gstring, bra and heels
Not giving Joe a chance to think about it… I took his hand and led him to a small stool I had planted earlier, standing on it I was ready to be picked up again!
Joe slowly leaned down and put, him hands on my legs, and as soon as he did I quickly took off my bra then lay over his shoulders and was soon hanging over Joes shoulder ~ almost completely naked…..
Then ….