Mature Ladies Novels & Stories

Lucian stood just outside the cubicle in the ladies' room, waiting for Elize. Soon the ladies' room opened and a woman aged 50 and over entered. She looks kind because of her angelic face. But Lucian noticed that, unlike her beautiful face, the woman's behaviour was bad, it was so obvious in her actions that she was just pretending to be kind. Lucian shook his head.

“You just want me to admit that I’m old, don’t you?” Arianne snapped a picture of him before revealing her half-smile. “Oh, no way. You’re not old at all! Totally not at all!” Mary, in comparison, seemed to be in a way better shape than Mark was. “Too true. You’re not even that old yet, Mr. Tremont! I’m the real senior citizen here. Heck, when I was your age, I could do whatever without losing my gusto! I can run all the way to this peak without rest back then, wouldn’t you believe! But now, shucks. Just this height’s enough to make me huff and puff,” she chimed in. “But I do get some workout every day from walking to the supermarket for groceries and stuff, at least. While you, Mr. Tremont—