Ten years divorced I was living a mundane and unexciting life. I met a man who moved into my apartment complex. He was also divorced in his early sixties. I went out on a limb and asked him over for a glass of wine. There was no dinner, only one glass of wine, and he was on me and we had sex. It wasn't fifteen minutes since he walked into my apartment. He and I had sex often. He was very adventurous and I was willing to try and, including anal intercourse which I like a whole lot, and hours of oral sex. He bought a sex chair, which he hung in my bedroom and tied me in it and did all kind of nasty things to me.

After several months our relationship cooled to the point where we were friends but didn't have sex any more. I would sit in the sex chair in my room to watch television, drink a glass of wine and masturbate with a sex toy I had ordered online.

At work a new man started out as Vice President of Marketing and he and I got along, being the same age and we both grew up in California. I took him home with me and I showed him my place and I showed him my sex chair and he asked me what that was. I said let me show you, I got in the chair, let my legs open wide and told him he was welcome to have as much desert as he wanted. He was insulted and left. He ended up quitting the job.

I asked my apartment complex friend and past lover to come over and talk. I told him about my coworker and asked him what the problem was. He said men talk but don't know how to deal with it. I told him I was pretty frustrated, that all along after my divorce I wasn't interested, but since he came along I needed it and I had gone several months with nothing but masturbation.

I got fucked that night, starting with anal intercourse. Give him what he wants. That night we had heavy sex, like we did when we started. I told him I needed him, it wasn't a school girl crush, I needed the sex, from him. We are sex friends, we have sex often enough. We have other social outlets, but he has a place to come and enjoy being with a woman and I have a man who comes over to enjoy himself. Of all the things he taught me, the most endearing to him is anal intercourse. He is the only man who owns that part of me. Even after we have had other sex, or spent some time in the swing, I love to finish off with him inside my ass. I just really enjoy anal intercourse. I'm sorry I had to wait all this time to try it.

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