Well in my 38 years on this earth this is now the second time ive heard the word hottie!! Thanks!!

You're very welcome 🙂

So im standing in the kitchen this morning with my red satin short robe on doing the dishes and my boyfriend comes in and says to me, you are a MILF!! Now he either has seen this posting or you guys think all alike, LOL!!

uhhhh, just how short was that robe? 🙂

...and will you post of pic?

Mid thigh, its very soft and red, I like it but never though of myself as a MILF!!! LOL!!!!

mid thigh huh? so if you are standing at the counter and need to reach way up high in the cupboard for something...

LOL, this could be what you guys call a threadjack?

It's a warm and sunny morning, you are sitting at the breakfast table. The suns rays are beaming thru the window and gently warming your body.

You are having scrambled eggs, toast lightly buttered with strawberry preserves and coffee.

As you are enjoying breakfast the heat from the sun causes a bead of prespiration to appear on you neck. The tiny droplett begins it's decent down, downward it goes, under that red satin robe.

You take your hand from your left knee and pick up the linen napkin and wipe your brow. The sun is getting higher in the sky and the kitchen is getting warmer.

You continue with breakfast knowing that you are somewhat cooler because the satin robe feels cool against your skin. The fact that it is so short is an added benefit.

Definite MILF. You should post more pics emt 🙂 I for one, would not complain!

My god we have a story teller in our midst!!! Waiting for chapter 2.....

A gentle breeze comes thru the screen door. As it travels through the house it brings with it the smell of Autumn.

As the breeze passes under the table in which you are sitting it gently swirls around your legs and by your open robe. You get a sudden chill, but you are not cold, quite the opposite in fact.

You finish your breakfast and clear the table, placing everything in the dishwasher. You think about that breeze and how wonderful it felt. After a pause, you decide to sit on the back porch so you can enjoy the fall morning.

You pour yourself another coffee and add some amaretto this time. Your favorite chair is in the corner, as you sit the robe rides up a bit, but the cool fabric from the chair feels soft against your skin.

more. more

...unreal, I can't believe this come'n from RDC ???

RDC we are waiting for more here. Can I be watching the youngman in the house next door raking leaves??? I do like younger men, LOL!!! oh yeah he has to have his shirt off too!!

Pablo, Why?

I am multi-talented

I also wonder how far I can go befor CBid censors me or I offend emtd67

all in good fun

"This pic was taken at a bike show here in NY. I love this little girl, she is awesome!!! And she likes bikes like her momma!!!"


She likes bikes because of her momma. She is interested in the things you are interested in because she admires you. One of the joys of having young children is their unashamed love and admiration for parents who spend time with them. Good work.

Wow, you might be right. But tell that to my 21 yr old and 18 yr old, lol!!

The perfect fall morning brings with it the morning dew. You think back to when you were a child and how fun it was to walk barefoot in the wet grass. You giggle like a school girl and remove you slippers.

You then get up from your chair and walk down the three steps to the lawn below. At first you put your left foot forward and touch your toes to the wet grass and then your entire foot. It feels good, so you proceed to walk across the lawn. The morning dew cools your feet and bathes them as only Mother Nature can brings back that inner child once again.

At the furthest point from the house there is a peach tree. You stroll across the dew drenched lawn to the tree to see if there is any ripened fruit. You see a couple of peaches that need to be picked. As you reach up to pick them your robe falls open once again exposing your creamy flesh. You don’t think anybody notices you so you continue picking the ripened peaches.