"I haven't told anyone else this. They're all obsessed with my body, but you're the one I'm obsessed with."
"I don't believe you. You've got plenty of young, beautiful women around you. Why would you be into an old woman like me?" Hannah shot me a skeptical look through the mirror.
I tightened my grip around her waist. "Sure, they're young, but they're not my type. They don't have your curves. It messes with my whole experience."
"Really?"
"Yeah, if I'm lying, may my dick shrink by two inches."
Hannah pushed her butt back into me, hitting my stomach. "Don't say stuff like that. It's bad luck."
I took the chance to grab her butt. "Do you believe me now?"
"Fine, I believe you. I can't stand you swearing on your own dick."
This wasn't just a promise; it was how I really felt. Grace and Sophia were pretty and had good figures, but they'd both had kids, so their pussies were a bit loose. I preferred women with fuller, rounder bodies.
Hannah's body was perfect for me. Her chest and butt were just the right size, easily in my top three.
Then there was Mia. Her body wasn't as good as Hannah's, but she had this unique charm that drew me in. She was one of the company's top beauties, and her looks had me hooked.
But the top spot in my mind went to Scarlett. She was the perfect match for my tastes in both figure and looks.
Scarlett had big breasts and a round, full butt, and her flesh was perfectly distributed. No extra fat on her arms or stomach, making her a dream to touch.
"But I'm curious, who's number one in your heart? Which lucky lady tops your list?" After drying her hair, Hannah put the hairdryer down and turned to face me, leaning against the vanity with a teasing look.
I hugged her shoulder and looked deep into her eyes. "Well, it's complicated."
"Why? Is it someone you're embarrassed to mention?"
"Not at all. She's the most beautiful and best-shaped woman in our company. But she's my brother's wife, so I can only admire her from afar."
Hannah was outside my usual circle, so I felt safe sharing my thoughts with her.
"You mean your brother, the one with poor fertility and no kids?"
"That's him," I nodded.
"You're so handsome and in great shape. How could she ignore you and choose a guy like that?"
"Well, when she met my brother, I wasn't around yet. And she didn't know me either," I said, giving her nose a playful pinch.
"How many years apart are you guys?"
"About seven or eight years, I think."
"No way, are you into older women?"
Now that I thought about it, I did seem to have a thing for married women. Emily, who had never been married, didn't really do it for me.
"You're right. It seems like all the women I like are married and in their thirties or younger."
"You're such a perv. Let go of me, I need to change and get ready to go home." Hannah pushed against my chest.
I stepped back, but as she moved forward, I quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into my arms.
"I'll help you change, get your clothes ready."
"You're going to help me change? Is that supposed to be a good thing for me?" She gave me a skeptical look.
"Of course, I promise." I made a swearing gesture.
"Then let go of me."
I leaned down and kissed her gently before letting her go.
As she walked away, she untied the towel around her chest, went to the closet, and pulled out a white dress that just reached her ankles.
"I'll wear this dress today. Help me put it on," she said.
I noticed she only took out the dress, no underwear or panties. "Is that all? No underwear or panties?"
Hannah blushed slightly, looking a bit embarrassed. "Yeah, I just had sex with my husband this morning, and I was in a hurry when I left, so I didn't bring anything else."
"How long have you been married? You still have such passion. Do you have kids?"
"We've been married for ten years, and we have a five-year-old. And our sex life is great, so our relationship is strong."
I could see why her husband was still so into her after all these years. If she hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have guessed she'd had a kid. Her body was tight, like a virgin, which was a huge turn-on for me.
But knowing their relationship was so deep, I felt a bit guilty for getting involved.
"However, my husband is usually very busy with work, so our sex life isn't very frequent. Your presence has helped me satisfy my desires."
"Are you just trying to make me feel better?" I unzipped the back of the dress and pulled it over her head, speaking as she emerged from the collar.
"Not at all. My husband is the CEO of a big investment company, so he's always busy. He's still passionate about me, but another reason is that he's been holding back for over a week. Today he couldn't hold it anymore and had sex with me twice."
Hannah pulled her hands out of the sleeves, and I smoothly zipped up the back of her dress.