Age Is Only A Number

“How can you actually want to be with somebody like me?” she asked.“I…I don’t understand,” I answered, looking at her in surprised confusion. “Somebody like you?”She sighed, a sad smile crossing her face. “Well, I mean, just look at me, little one. I’m twice your age and not much of a people person. I’m not all that attractive, either.”I was floored. I’d had some idea that she didn’t think too highly of herself, but this was different. It sounded rehearsed, as though she’d said it to many others in the past. Looking into her eyes, I stepped closer. “Have you considered Eryaman Escort the fact that maybe, just maybe, I don’t care about any of that?”She looked at the ground, biting at her lower lip in embarrassment. “Yes, but I haven’t dared to believe it.”“I love you, not who and what other people expect you to be,” I murmured, wrapping my arms around her waist in a tight hug. “Now, will you let me prove it to you?”She smirked. “What kind of wife would I be if I didn’t, huh?”I laughed, pulling away a little in order to look Sincan Escort into her eyes with a smirk of my own. “Kiss me…”There was no reply. Instead, she lifted me into her arms and pressed her lips against my own in a soft, tender kiss. I closed my eyes, deepening the kiss, and pushed my unclothed body against hers with a contented sigh as we pulled apart.“Come to bed with me,” I murmured, lacing our fingers together as we entered the bedroom. “I’m going to show you exactly how much you mean to me.”“You’re far Etlik Escort too good to me,” she said, sadness creeping back into her voice. “Nor do I deserve to have someone as wonderful as you.”“You’ll change your mind once I’m through with you,” I said, gently helping her to sit at the end of our bed. “Do you trust me?”She nodded, words having escaped her for the moment as she captured my lips in a passionate kiss. I wedged myself between her bare legs, momentarily deepening the kiss as I gently fingered the bottom of the black tank top she sometimes liked to sleep in. “Strip for me,” I murmured, helping her to stand. “I want to see – and worship – every last inch of you.”She nodded, quickly removing the aforementioned tank top as I watched thoughtfully. When her thumbs slid into the waistband of her pale blue panties, I smirked, gently grabbing her wrists to stop her before she could remove them.