Meeting My Old West Hooker Rachel in College

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At one time in our lives we all have met that crazy “quirky” girl who made us laugh and was sexy in a funny way. Well I was fifty-seven and taking some college courses part-time when I met forty- something Rachel. She was a very skinny women and kind of plain in a rustic way, no make-up, granny glasses, but don’t get me wrong she still was a good looking woman.

Like a moth to a flame, I just had to sit next to this women. By the look she gave me she wanted the same. I sat next to her at a two person table and said Hi! I’m Ken, you don’t mind if us elders sit together, Rachel smiled and said “speak for yourself old man, I’m still in my prime, if you know what I mean?” Well three weeks later we were good friends, she had a very risqué sense of humor and loved making sexually charged jokes.

One day we were at the Student Union Subway and the clerk said “do you want an eight inch or a twelve inch sub”? Rachel laughed and said “I can take eight inches no problem, ten inches is a little too big for my mouth”. These k**s did not get her jokes, but I almost dropped my food on the floor.

Another day she came to class yawning with a big mug of coffee. Rachel whispered in my ear “God, I don’t know if I can stay awake in class, I got fucked four times last night by two, twenty-year old cowboys and my pussy is so sore I can barely sit down”. I just looked at her, shook my head and laughed.

Rachel said Ken “no k**ding, it’s true, I just got them out of the house an hour ago!! The craziest thing she ever said was when we were in the Student Union Coffee Shop. Kitty, a young clueless freshman came to our table holding a white whipped cream French croissant. Kitty said “would either of you like some “creampie”?, I laughed and said, No thanks, I only eat creampie every now and then”.

Rachel turned to Kitty saying “no thanks, only my boyfriend Bob likes my creampie”. I just couldn’t help it, I laughed so hard my coffee shot out of my mouth. Kitty left and Rachel went to the bakery and got a white whipped cream croissant and asked me “why Ken, don’t you like creampie? it tastes real good with it’s fresh and with a little wine”.

I said “maybe some other time”. I was really getting to like Rachel she was cute, quirky, and funny and had her own unique personality. Rachel and I started dating we went to a rodeo where she fit right in, then a stock car race, and tonight we went to a Brad Paisley concert and some dancing.

It was date number four and both of us knew that if she did not put out tonight this relationship was over. We pulled up to my new log cabin, and I could see by the look on Rachel’s face that she was thinking” there is no way I’m not fucking this good looking rich guy tonight”. I felt the same way, there was no way I didn’t want to fuck my skinny western honey tonight.

We sat in the living room and I got a beer. Rachel shook her head in disgust and went right to the bar and grabbed a bottle of whiskey and two shot glasses. She said beer is for pussies as she handed me a shot glass and filled it with my best whiskey!!! After two shots we both were feeling buzzed.

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