Can a woman of a certain age be hot?

Thanks for all the kind words, Heath, specially the encouragement to stick with my thread. You're not the first viewer praising vanessa65. I've only spent a brief time on her thread, but she is stunning and from her volume of contacts I'd say she is a real Lit phenomenon. You're more than generous to suggest that I could ever hold a candle to her. I do plan to be around Lit for ages. So who knows how I'll end up.

Rose

all good rose and your last comment as to how you you will end up might i suggest nude or semi-nude and in some very delightful and provocative poses? the strip out of the business suit might a good start... and a few toys to stimulate the process... oh the possibilities! regards heath
 
Thanks for all the compliments, ndbf. Not that I'd ever let my photographer photograph me that way or share the results, but rest assured that I'm far from sexy at day's end when I'm taking off my worn out make-up, using my skin cleanser, etc.

Rose

My pleasure, Rose.
I understand that you may feel that way after a long day but I humbly disagree. A shot of a woman sans makeup in a candid moment exemplifies genuine beauty to me because you aren't attempting to be beautiful you just are. Hope that makes sense.
 
As a serious businesswoman I always wear sensible shoes for daytime meetings. That means my heels are usually an inch and a half, sometimes two. Here I am putting on a pair.

http://www.*********.com/view/?b4bamibmosjj5#71m1nyw1xjbcecc

The final product is quite professional looking. There's no noticeable difference from the days when I was negotiating financings with the investment bankers from Goldman and Credit Suisse and lease brokers like Babcock.

http://www.*********.com/view/?b4bamibmosjj5#hr6luc2kaxkddoa

The meeting I was headed to lasted much longer than I had hoped and was tedious in the way typical for meetings when I have to educate an unsophisticated audience. I couldn't wait to return home and shed my uniform which is where my next installment will begin.

Rose

Love the final product Rose.
Your intelligence matched with your beauty would captivate & brighten any business meeting.

Len
 
Really enjoying the story in picture form, I find the suit pretty sexy, a touch of Miss Whiplash? :) (what is wrong with me?)

Thanks. There's absolutely nothing wrong with you. You have a very active imagination which I've always regarded as a good trait.

Rose
 
http://www.*********.com/view/?b4bamibmosjj5#hr6luc2kaxkddoa

Stunning!
I need Spanx. Definitely.

Thanks, OQ. You should give Spanx a try. They provide quite a bit of compression, though they can be a bother putting on. When the effect matters, they're quite worth it IMHO.

Rose
 
mmm lovely look rose and glad ot see what is underneath. you are a very hot woman and yoru comments supported by the pics make you that much more alluring. when i am in my next meeting with a woman dressed as you, i will be wondering more if she is like you or just a stuffed shirt. lol. you have a great thread! lovely! heath

Thanks, Heath. You might be pleasantly surprised at how few of us are "stuffed shirts." The need to be taken seriously by our male colleagues and our professionalism keep us from being overt about our erotic sides.

Rose
 
all good rose and your last comment as to how you you will end up might i suggest nude or semi-nude and in some very delightful and provocative poses? the strip out of the business suit might a good start... and a few toys to stimulate the process... oh the possibilities! regards heath

Sorry, Heath. All the photos were taken back in August and it's unlikely I'll do a similar series anytime soon.

Glad you're liking the series and I think you like the next installments even more.

Rose
 
My pleasure, Rose.
I understand that you may feel that way after a long day but I humbly disagree. A shot of a woman sans makeup in a candid moment exemplifies genuine beauty to me because you aren't attempting to be beautiful you just are. Hope that makes sense.

Thanks, Len. It makes perfect sense and shows how much you like women, if I may say that. For me, it'll take a while longer before I really feel comfortable sharing photos like that.

Rose
 
Love the final product Rose.
Your intelligence matched with your beauty would captivate & brighten any business meeting.

Len

Thanks for the compliments, Len. I've always strived to look professional and not detract from the tenor of the meeting. As to intelligence I was pleased whenever I could tell that I was holding my own, specially when negotiating with investment bankers from the likes of Goldman, Credit Suisse, etc.

Rose
 
A different side of me: part 4

The meeting I attended was both somewhat tiresome and definitely tiring. By the time I returned home, I was feeling drained and looking a bit wan as you can see in the following photo after I'd taken off my suit.

https://www.***********/s/vo06c68hfmj0g0t/744-Starting to undress.jpg

After shedding my cami, I paused for this photo before taking off my bra.

https://www.***********/s/r53xkfnsdwchelw/744-Time for the bra to come off.jpg

That left me standing there wearing just my knickers and Spanx.

https://www.***********/s/3fofmjgjqvjwc3i/744-Me and my Spanx.jpg

In the last photo for today I'm taking off my freshwater pearl necklace.

https://www.***********/s/lo0960yezqgylxa/744-Taking off my necklace.jpg

I plan to wrap up this series on Sunday and Monday. Then starting Tuesday I'll be away for a week and will be off the grid.

Rose
 
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I've received a few requests for recent photos. To respond quickly I thought I would add some links to three photos that I had previously shared on other people's threads.

The first was taken this past January where I'm posing in my black, lace cami. I like how the heft and shape of my breasts show through the fabric.

http://www.*********.com/view/?cy1k3pcq4zz61a1

The other two were taken in July a few minutes after my photographer had finished trimming my pubic hair. How I came to agree to let him start trimming me will be explained in a future post. The second of these two photos is a close up of the result, the other shows my torso in a relaxed pose.

http://www.*********.com/view/?usx86t3poakmc45

http://www.*********.com/view/?74ycrd5i7t01ydz

Rose

Thank you for sharing

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Rose, sorry for not getting update done. After 3 surgeries on my stomach. I slowly getting back online for more than 10 minutes.
 
I find posing for intimate photos very arousing and my body reacts in all the ways appropriate to those feelings. It builds slowly, but as the session goes on it is not unusual for my outer labia to become very engorged and open enough to let my inner labia come out to play as well. All soon become bathed in the juices that still flow liberally.

To be honest on second thought, the flow has diminished from my 20's and 30's. If the rate of decrease stays steady it'll be some decades yet before I'll have to try any of those nostrums hawked on those horrid day-time commercials directed at women who have experienced the worst that "the menopause" has to offer. But I digress.

In my 20's and 30's I was very much in denial at a conscious level about how turned on I sometimes became from posing for my photographer. As explained in prior posts it took me decades to overcome all the sexual hang-ups I had grown up with. What I was aware of was the physical evidence of my arousal and I was careful to avoid staining our upholstery whenever my photographer asked me to pose seated by having a folded bath sheet at the ready.

All of which brings me to the photo I'm sharing with this post. I understand that my photo may be of more interest to some of you than all the context I've tried to give it. To you I hope that that your patience in reading this far is satisfactorily rewarded by my photo. To the remainder I hope my explanation helps make my photo more meaningful. Last, this post started with a promise I made in a reply to look through my files of older photos to see if I'd saved any of the instances where I was sitting on a folded towel.

http://www.*********.com/view/?30rber6wn7yl533

Rose

Thank you for sharing

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There may have been a reference or two, but, no, you've not missed anything of consequence.

Apropos of bikinis, I've only ever had one in my life. Most of my summers growing up were spent in and around the water when I wasn't doing my summer reading for school and pleasure and in later years waitressing for pin money. I learned how to swim at the public pool and went water skiing on weekends with my rich uncle's family on the local river. As a result I always took a very utilitarian and practical approach to swimwear. For those old enough to remember I was partial to Esther Williams suits, not at all daring or revealing and never at risk of accidental exposure. Suits for the real swimmers, not the sunbathers.

The last big vacation I had before I met my photographer was a trip to Puerto Rica with four g/f's. They hectored me relentlessly to try something less frumpy and I finally compromised by purchasing a two-piece that I felt safe swimming in. I still had it a few years later when my photographer took the picture in the following link:

http://www.*********.com/view/?r9qx3y48tfl0p14

My one and only bikini was a treat to both me and my photographer as a reward for all my hard work getting in the best shape I was ever in. I had gone off the pill and lost all my "water" weight. (Women who've been on the pill and gone off know what I'm talking about.) Some of that "water" drained out of my breasts decreasing them to a still ample C. Most days I jogged six to eight miles and substantially increased my muscle tone and stamina. I dropped all the way down to 120 lbs spread over my true 5'8" frame. No false modesty now, but I had a body to kill for at the ripe old age of 37. The following link shows me topping out at a full 6' in my 4" heels:

http://www.*********.com/view/?p06382ujup8acxe

This bikini never went near the water, not counting our lawn sprinkler. I wore it sunbathing in our side garden, surrounded by a very high privet hedge. Modesty compelled me to ask my photographer to trim back some of the excess growth of my pubic hair so that there were no wisps escaping the edges of my bikini bottom.

This photo is a scan of a Kodacolor print, taken in one of our guest bedrooms. The prior owner had a penchant for green - carpet, drapes, gingham wallpaper - and we hadn't had time to redecorate yet. My sallow skin looks positively bilious in the color print. I've tried and failed to adjust the color balance and B&W didn't work either. The best I could do was the sepia tone you'll see.

Rose

Thank you for sharing

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I received many nice comments about the first photo from this series that I shared a few days ago that I decided to share another. Before the link I thought I'd add a few words about the series.

By 1983 my worries about having my intimate photos confiscated by the film processors had disappeared. The photos in this series were Kodacolor prints which my photographer took to a big processor near his office in Manhattan. There was never any doubt that they would all come back, including the ones showing my cunt. I, of course, had no idea exactly what my photographer could see when I was posing on my stomach to show off my cunt. So I spent the following few days in a state of intense excitement waiting the return of the finished prints. Even now when I look at certain of those photos almost 30 years later they take my breath away at how exposed and vulnerable I looked.

The link here is to a more demure, almost old-fashioned "cheesecake" pose.

http://www.*********.com/view/?d65ehifg8mufr#3ful65cttb344ch

If I receive enough encouragement I'll continue sharing photos from this series.

Rose

Thank you for sharing

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The last photo from this series received more than enough encouragement for me to share another. This one is more daring since I had removed my bikini bottom, showing off the trim my photographer had given me so that my normally unruly and overgrown pubic hair did not escape the confines of my (skimpy?) bikini bottom.

http://www.*********.com/view/?d65ehifg8mufr#ifih4bm333ii3c8

This is the last thing I have time for today. I hope to be able to catch up with everyone tomorrow, Wednesday at the latest.

Rose

Thank you for sharing

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After I replied to this message earlier today I thought some more about whether the outfit I'm wearing makes a difference to how sexy I look to others. For your reaction I thought I'd share an old photo of me wearing a LBD for a night out in Manhattan.

http://www.*********.com/view/?h4d92hves59g3bq

Rose

Thank you for sharing

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A few days ago I gave a very short answer to a provocative question asked by OQ about getting turned on during my photo sessions. A complete answer is more complicated than the simple yes I gave to OQ.

It all starts with my sexually repressed upbringing and the negative self-image I had of my body. I was, after all, still a virgin at age 24 and a half when I first met my photographer and had never had a serious relationship with a man before. That doesn't count the puppy love I developed for my cousin in high school who I discovered only years later was gay and knew he had been since he became a teen. Talk about how naive and clueless I was growing up.

Daughters always blame their moms for all their problems or so they say. While not solely responsible she did play a large part. From adolescence on she told me that sex was vile and dirty. It should never be done outside the confines of a marriage consecrated in church and then only for the purposes of procreation according to god's plan. By her standards the stereotypical Victorian matron was something of a libertine. Mom's attitude about sex and women's bodies was reinforced by the nuns in the high school I attended and later by the priests who ran my undergraduate university.

All that changed when I met my photographer. And I was more than ready to let my body do what million of years of evolution had designed it for. Still a prior life-time of hangups persisted for some years thereafter and I was not consciously aware of being turned on when I was posing for him in the manner shown in the photos I've been sharing on Lit. Subconsciously, my body knew otherwise and it showed in how damp I became. I was aware of the evidence, but never made the connection in my mind. Sometimes my flow became so heavy that I had to sit on a doubled-over bath towel to prevent staining the upholstery. This can be seen in a photo from Jan 1975 soon after my 29th b'day.

http://www.*********.com/view/?rt1lbuetfcjur#ys5hgfrtwitabcm

Now things are quite different. I know I get turned on posing this way and that awareness makes me even more aroused as our sessions go on. Here is a photo from July that I think illustrates that well, specially the way my moisture glistens in the light and the way my labia have changed from their normal relaxed state.

http://www.*********.com/view/?rt1lbuetfcjur#adnemi71t9g7iir

Rose

Thank you for sharing

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Most of the hours for which I bill my consulting clients are spent in my home office. It's a nice space, actually quite nice. Nothing lavish, but more than sufficient for my needs as a small business woman.

We live in an old house, built in the days when live-in servants were more the rule than the exception in our neighborhood. Off our kitchen is a lockable back staircase that leads to the servants' quarters over our garages: two smallish rooms with a full bath.

One of the true advantages of being an entrepreneur working from home is that I can dress as I please. No more need for make-up and a business suit like I had to wear to my office while working at my old company.

My usual attire in my home office is a pair of grotty, old sweats, most often barefoot. Sometimes when I know I'm going to play on-line I'll skip the bra and knickers and wear only one of my lace camis or tanks. That's where the lockable door comes in, but those are stories for another time.

Last month one of my more conservative clients insisted on a face-to-face meeting to review the progress I was making on their project. After my shower as I was putting on my make-up I had a flash of inspiration or so I hope: why not create a photo essay showing the mundane side of my life.

My photographer responded with alacrity and began snapping pix as I finished applying my make-up. From the scores he took I've tried to cull only the most representative, starting with the following one at my make-up mirror.

http://www.*********.com/view/?b4bamibmosjj5#v2q7omfss3ipeae

After what seemed like hours of effort (jk), you can see the finished product before I started to finish dressing in my conservative business suit.

http://www.*********.com/view/?b4bamibmosjj5#nphn5n8ban5vzbl

In conceiving this essay it's been my intention to do it in installments so I'll end with just these first two photos. I'm eager to see what sort of reaction my Lit friends have to me when I'm not trying to be erotic.

For those more interested in revealing photos, not to worry too much. The essay continues after I returned from my meeting and began shedding my corporate uniform. Just hang in there till I reach the later installments.

Rose

Thank you for sharing

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Rose, love to watch a lady dress and well as undress, both are sexy in their own way WOW
 
The woman who invented Spanx tights deserves every penny of the fortune she's amassed from her product. (Women over 45 will know why I'm so enthusiastic about them.)

I've come to realize that no amount of exercise is going to overcome the effects of age and the loss of muscle tone that's inevitable. For those occasions when I'm dealing with clients who are still so youth obsessed as I was that day, Spanx tights are a godsend. It's sad there are such corners still existing in the business world this far into the 21st century.

Anyway, here are two photos of me putting them on.

http://www.*********.com/view/?b4bamibmosjj5#411y8b3cidte06m

http://www.*********.com/view/?b4bamibmosjj5#rqft65f15168mas

Rose

Thank you for sharing

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