Once you reach your 60's, usually the one day you often dread can be your birthday. Not just a fun day as when younger. While you can't help but be thankful to possess managed to get another year, it's a reminder you're getting ever nearer to the eventual visit by the grim reaper. With having said that, for my birthday my husband Walter would probably take me out for supper with friends to celebrate. Been kind of a ritual the past few years, along with some mandatory birthday sex. With that in your mind I showered and prettied myself up for an evening out. I even dug through my lingerie draw for a few fishnet thigh highs, garter, and thong to wear. All black, but decided against wearing a bra for a change. For a gown, I chose one that has been short and a little clingy, although not excessively so in either case. Although it did cling enough to expose the outline of my bare nipples. And yes it displayed a little more cleavage than normal for me, although I'm not ...