Nothing happened. Nor will it. But some post-grad female friends of a family member just stopped by to pick him up, and my long-suffering, sexual psyche heard the siren's song. Not that I haven't always been appreciative of young women despite passing the age of retirement, but encountering these lovely, petite, Hispanic gals with big, beautiful smiles and scintillatingly sexy bodies turned me on with a tiny spark of hope.

They're not identical twins, but are both around 5' tall, brown toned, slender and hot in the way that really turns me on. One was wearing a very tight, thin miniskirt, which hugged her breasts and hips like I wish I could. Showing me that much dark-tinted skin set my thoughts ablaze, even though it surely wasn't on display for my benefit.

The other was in a rather thick sweater and skin tight blue jeans, reminiscent of what young women were wearing back when I was their age. Her top, I must say, called a great deal of attention to a pair of breasts that were prominent enough to be sexy, but not out of range of my preference for smaller bust sizes. Her ass however, was exquisite, the very definition of a cute little butt. Honestly though, it was her mid-back length, straight, jet black ponytail that sent me over the edge. I crave the chance to grip that striking, smooth, shiny, shock of human silk in my fist while her head bobs in my lap.

It never will, I'm sure, but for once in a long, long time, I felt a miniscule, fleeting, ghost of a chance that one of these much younger, more energetic, caring and desirable women might have an ounce of interest in me.