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 An introduction to the mind of Stacy....
The basics:
My name is Stacy, and I am 37 years old, 5'1", 160#, shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes, natural 38C. I have a beautiful smile, and legs to die for.
I am located in Kansas City, MO I will outcall to KC, Lawrence, Junction City, and other surrounding areas.
If you are looking for a skinny, curvacious bombshell, I wish you luck in your quest, but that is not what you have found here. I am best described as voluptuous. I have curves, and some of them are actually where they belong. What you HAVE found here is a dead sexy mature woman, completley secure in my sensuality, and completely prepared to spin your head around and keep you coming back for more.
The cerebral:
I am a well educated, intelligent, charming lady. I love a good intellectually stimulating chat, and feel comfortable discussing a wide range of topics. Do be advised, discussing politics may not be an advisable topic to discuss! I have one Bachelor's degree and an associates.
The carnal: (the good part)
I have a very powerful sex drive, and adore all things sensual, and erotic. When it comes to sexuality, there is no room for rules, conditions, or inhibitions. My only rules of thumb are safety, sanity, and consent. Beyond that, I enjoy a very broad spectrum of pleasures.
Favorite color: Forest green
Favorite book: Lord of the Flies (don't shortchange yourself by only watching the movie. Treat yourself and read the book. Its worth it)
Favorite authors: Scott Turow, John Grisham, Anne Rice (the Beauty series is an excellent read), Gary Jennings, JK Rowlings, many others.
Favorite movie: The Outsiders (excellent book too by the way)
Favorite food: Stuffed lemon teriyaki chicken. Its my own recipe, and to date has resulted in three marriage proposals. (all respectfully declined)
Most embarrassing moment: First, to set the scene: I'd had a massive crush on this gentleman literally from about age 14, when he was 19. He of course, didn't even know I existed (oh, the humanity). I ran into him when I was 19 and home on leave following boot camp in the Navy. Sparks flew (halleluia!!). Actual flirtation occurred (joy!!). Finally - the big night! Dinner at a nice restaurant, then to his house (heaven!)
We made passionate love on his shag carpet (yes, he had one, and somehow pulled it off without being tacky or cliche. Or perhaps I was just a very forgiving 19 year old with stars in my eyes). It was pure bliss!
Then, the moment of mortification.
After a thrilling and high decibel finish in the doggy position, I collapsed on my side and turned and looked at him over my shoulder. Something felt not quite....right. Who cared though, the handsome man of my dreams had just thoroughly fucked me, I was thrilled. Then the most comical look of surprise I have ever seen came across his face, and I suddenly understood what it was that didn't feel quite...right.
With both of us blushing scarlet and stammering, I delicately excused myself to the bathroom to retrieve the lost condom. To this day, when I occasionally run into him, he still blushes
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