When dinner was finished, Michael came right out, and asked if I wanted to go back to his place with him. That’s what I like about older men, straight to the point. I was pretty horny at the time, so I said, “yes, that would be nice.” As he held the door open for me, he grabbed me, and pulled me close to him, and kissed me. It was a wonderful, sweet passionate kiss, our tongues swirling in each other’s mouths. Another thing I like about older men, is that they know when and how to take charge. We finally broke off the kiss, and got into the car.