I was 39 years old, good looking (but I'm no hunk) 1.74 tall, well I moved to a building and right away a neighbor caught my attention, she was 52 years old, black hair, just a little overweight, medium breasts and a butt that attracted me as soon as I saw it, she was always very polite and kind.
I don't want to be a decrepit old man, but rather an active, mature man, and I dedicate myself to working, exercising, eating healthy, and looking good. I'm a divorced forty-something with a daughter in her twenties who lives with me.
We entered the specialty together; she's a little younger than me—24, I'm 26. She's not exactly my body type: lightly tanned white skin, small breasts, but with hips that stand out discreetly. Her butt isn't bad at all; you can tell she used to work out. I think it was her smile, her personality, that started to catch my attention.