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

OK, OK, I can relate.

I also passed up just such an opportunity while on a business trip many years ago on account of my "wonderful" sexless (now ex) marriage.

But these days I won't pass up such a deal again.

You only live once, and then you're dead an awfully long time.

Happy schushing.

I was a ski instructor in Michigan back in the late 60's... early 70's.. and remember how those zippers worked quite well.. Thanks for the memories..

... while your experience was REAL LIFE.  Alas, there is a difference between what happens in movies like "10" and what happens in real life.  

I have never had an experience quite like yours, but on several occasions, because I travel extensively for business, I have seen a woman whose beauty left me in a state similar to what you found yourself in at that lunch.  And I have exchanged pleasantries with incredibly beautiful women.  And on a few occasions, I had the distinct impression that an overture by me to take matters beyond pleasantries would be received positively by the lady.  (For example, there was the time a gorgeous woman grabbed my butt with both hands as I passed her seat in a dark theatre.)

Then I remembered, as I believe you did even if subconsciously, that I have a "good" marriage, albeit without sex (or even intimacy) for many years as seems to be true for you also.

Each time, I chose my marriage.  And I do not regret I did so.

Wow, nice story and change from the general board I must say.

I was actually coming to see what you guys were up to on this board, as I am on TER each day now and have been looking around a bit.  I don't think I even knew this board existed.  

Lovely story and I may have a provider recommendation for you.
No, it's not me.  I am a timid skier now that I'm older.  It's not intentional, as I have the stamina still of when I was in my twenties...or at least I think so!  But, the last few times I've skied, I've been a little intimidated on hills that at one time, I'd have skied backwards.  Literally.  

I do, however, know of a very pretty blonde, 40 something provider that is petite with C's and good on skis
Pm me if you want to check out her profile...Xo's

**On another note- What a shame to hear Warren Miller passed away this year.  He really didn't let age slow him down.  Keep on skiing!**

We've all had that "is she really looking at me?" moment... In my case it was a disco in Capri but that takes me slightly off topic.

I became a very good technical skier in my forties and have kept it up so far. Figuring that my back will only hold up for a "few more" moguls, I stick to skiing when I am on a mountain. You can flash as much p..y in front of me as you like, I will not take notice until I limp off my skis in the afternoon

Chances are that the fantasy was just that... Did you enjoy the rest of your day

Thanks Tiffany. You have a PM. You are gorgeous! I'd love to ski with you…or just be with you - lol!

Although I'm a bigger fan of Voyager 1, I think we have in common a love for "deep space"

Sent you a pm...Xo

The aggressive diamond run leg burn for the rest of the day was great for working off my frustration in some fabulous spring skiing. However, the chair rides up offered way too much time for thinking about "what ifs" - lol!

getting up there in years and way "over the Hill" I've had a few close friends pass who I had some good conversations with. In all cases it wasn't the mistakes made but the opportunities lost that were regretted most. You only live once; make that enough!