I’ve debated posting this since it’s more of a civie story, but it is related to my hobby activities, and I’m interested to see if anyone else has had a similar experience. Sorry it's a long one.

Next to this hobby, skiing is my biggest passion. I grew up skiing in California in the 60s, and fondly remember the stretch ski suits that looked more like totally revealing exercise tights than today’s bulky snow suits. In particular, there was a woman’s one piece suit that was cut to pass just under the bust, thus highlighting a well endowed bust in a tight turtleneck.  

I have long fantasized about taking a ski trip with a hot lady where the fun would continue on and off the slopes. On a Colorado ski trip this winter I exchanged emails with a few providers who were interested, but our schedules didn’t match. I did see one of my favorites while passing through Denver. She is a novice skier and well endowed, but too young to remember those 60s ski suits. I told her how great she would look in one and I haven’t been able to get that image out of my mind since then.  

Fast forward to yesterday. I went up alone for a day of skiing at a local area in the Pacific Northwest. I’m sitting at lunch when something makes me look up. Standing about 10 feet away, taking a long time to look over the cafeteria area to see her options, is what looks to be a beautiful blond MILF. She is looking away from me, wearing one of those 60s suits and has the body and ass of a 20 year old aerobics instructor! I mean PERFECT! Her full blond hair is beautifully styled and falls past her shoulder blades. She must have stood there for at least a full minute, but for me, the clock stopped – I was absolutely stunned to see my fantasy, standing right there! I figured this is too good to be true, so when she turned around I was shocked to see the view was just as good from the front! She was super cute, maybe in her 40s, filled out her turtleneck with nice C-cups, had beautifully manicured nails (no ring). OMG, it’s my ski dream girl! Ok, so now I’m waiting to see what handsome guy she’s with, but no, after getting her lunch, she goes and sits by herself! Now I am totally messed up. (More background: like many guys here, I’m in a marriage which is good other than no sex for years, so I don’t risk everything by playing outside the hobby.) I am having a major argument with myself about trying to meet my ultimate dream girl, or holding to my rules. Caution wins, and I leave, consoling myself that she’s probably not a good skier. I debate doing some stalking and waiting outside until she finishes lunch, but tell myself that having made my decision, I should just move on. So I ski for a couple hours telling myself to get over it, until I come around a bend and there she is in front of me. She is an expert skier – absolutely graceful and beautiful to watch on the mountain. Now I am totally in a movie “Ten”, Dudley Moore frame of mind. She stops, I come up and stop by her and tell her how fantastic she looks in that suit. She is sweet, tells me I’ve made her day, we exchange a few more pleasantries, and then, still afraid of where this might lead, I say good day and ski off.

I’m still in disbelief over the whole scenario. This went way beyond the passing beauty you see on the street or in the mall. I’ve never had anything even remotely like it happen and don’t know whether to congratulate myself for my good sense or shoot myself for passing such a once in a lifetime, total fantasy opportunity.

I’m still in shock over this and just had to tell someone. I figured there might be a few on this board who could relate to the story in some way