Last night, I was watering my plants in the front yard when I saw a female walking her dog on the sidewalk towards me. She was clearly braless with jiggling perky boobs and likely-puffy nipples. I couldn't tell how old she was because the sun was shining on her face too brightly, even with my sunglasses on.
But when she got closer and the shadows were on her face, I saw that she was probably closer to 40yo.
I had my sunglasses on, but I think she could tell what I was looking at as she smiled back at me, acting like she was quite happy that people still check her out at her age.
It was just a warm fuzzy feeling that it was okay to look at her, she seemed to know it and her smile let me know that it was okay.
I hope I see her again! (Because of the way the roads are set up where I live, I actually hardly ever see the same dog walkers more than once.)
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