Remembering Louise

The only times in my life that I can say that I have ever felt free and happy were those few years between marriages when I was living single and had my own apartment. Those were the days when I felt like a complete person. Although I could not live 24/7 as a woman because of my job requirements, I still managed to live most of my social life and most of my personal life dressed up and "en femme". Still I felt very heterosexual and loved women. I never had any desire for gay encounters, although I did meet a few "cross-dressers" that I felt I could have become intimate with under the right circumstances, but mainly it was still a case of "cherchez la femme".

I was in my early forties at the time. Essentially, I became a cougar in reverse. Instead of hunting younger men, I was on the prowl for older, sexy women.

The best places that I found to meet older women was in "country" type bars and lounges. These older gals all loved to dance as I did. For me, my clue as to whether or not we could be compatible was if they wore leather skirts or pants and or either leather boots. If they wore satin blouses and satin dresses, I would add even more points.

Now women know that they look sexy in leather and they also are hornier in leather. Don't let them lie to you about that. The same applies to satin blouses and skirts and dresses. Chances are that if a woman thinks she looks sexy, she will act that way too. . . and that is how I chose my dancing partners.

If nothing else happened, at least I would have the chance to get to feel some great satin and boobs and some fantastic leather covered asses. Even if nothing developed , I would at least have the chance to enjoy the company of some great women.

Of course, one thing that seemed to turn on these older gals is if they knew you had your own apartment . That seemed to be the "clincher". Not too many older gals live alone. They either live with their children or are taking care of grandkids or just plain cheating on their husbands. Talking them into coming home with me was never much of a challenge.