Mrs Robinson!

Having read my recent post on dirty old men, my correspondent James     commented  that it was a bit one sided and that there were Mrs Robinsons  in this world redressing the balance. I did wonder for a second if there was a touch of “Methinks the lady doth protest too much” in his comment, not that for one second  I thought  that James was a secret female, but then I decided that  it was time  to give the Mrs Robinsons of this world some credit. After all one day, please God a long way  in the future, I might well become a Mrs Robinson myself.

For the uninitiated,  in 1967 Dustin Hoffman and Anna  Bancroft starred in a film called The Graduate (yes, it was before my time too, but it’s a bit of a classic)  and the central theme was Mrs Robinson, an older woman, seducing a boy of college age and thus introducing the world to the Mrs Robinson character,  the sexually predatory older woman.

Nothing in this world ever appears fully formed, but always evolves and emerges from something else but the astute can generally see the signs at  an early stage. The Mrs Robinsons of this world were once upon a time doe  eyed creatures of innocence, confused by sex and a it’s ramifications but very curious about it and eager to  know more.

“Oh is THAT what a cock looks like!  Gosh it’s rather wonderful isn’t it, and  its getting bigger all the time. My God it’s huge isnt it! May I touch it? I can! Oh you  are so kind. It’s very firm and twitchy isn’t it and there’s a sort of dew drop at the tip. Is it all right if I lick it off.......?  

      

And so on and so on.  In private she now loves to dwell on all he new and wonderful experiences, playing them over in her mind as her inquisitive fingers recreate the wonderful sensations she has experienced.

Before we know it the this student of the erotic arts is a young queen of  bedroom, adept in all things arousing and pleasing and  still eager to hone her skills at every opportunity.

At this stage in her career  the embryonic Mrs Robinson tends to enjoy the company of  older men as they can teach her so much, and if that means that  a little discipline  has to be exercised on her upturned and deliciously bare bottom from time to time, it is part of her education and she does not complain.

At this stage in her life the world is her oyster  and all is kissing and pleasure and it is as if it will never come to an end.

I her middle period she is mistress of her life, switching from dominant to submissive at will depending on who she is with. She is happy to be the plaything  of the dominant male and equally happy to mingle with lovers  of nearer her own age.

Now confident in all aspects of love and lust, she enjoys passing on her skills  to the new breed of up and coming sex kittens,

but if course not forgetting to teach lessons that will not be easily forgotten.

It is at this stage that she first discovers the pleasures of the young and uninitiated  male, the smooth faced boy with a clean hairless body but with an appendage that is  savage and uncontrollable and apparently  insatiable.

Previously  her younger but sexually sophisticated self had  dismissed them as being of no interest, but now the beauties of their freshly formed bodies and the hunger of their new manhoods seems irresistible.

 It seems to be the perfect marriage, a woman adept in all the bedroom arts and a boy eager to learn and experiment, and if occasionally an undignified lesson has to be learned, well it’s the fortunes of war!

After all she’s prepared to let the right young man turn the tables on her from time to time.

In her final stages Mrs Robinson is patient, philosophical and sanguine.  She still has an undoubted presence and has looked after her figure well. She may not be a girl any more but she is still a force to be reckoned with. At parties she is to be seen hovering in corners and entertaining all around her with scandalous stories of her past misdeeds, a glass of champagne in her hand and her eyes constantly on the lookout for any potential young conquests. Should  any  come close to the outer silk of her web, before they know it her words and charm are enticing  them further in, and without realising what is happening to them they are being  prepared as her next feast.   

And all I can say is lucky them!