Still Love Her After All This Time

I used to go to this Italian restaurant for lunch. There was a waitress there who had the most beautiful long curly red hair. I have always been attracted to redheads. My first wife was a redhead. After a few weeks I asked her out. She agreed. We went out occasionally and eventually had sex. She has the most beautiful and absolutely perfect vagina. It tastes great, feels amazing and she's very vocal and a total turn on even for a 47 yearl old who if I'm being honest time hasn't been the kindest too. A heavy smoker who visited the tanning booth way too many times and has to deal with skin cancer now. Her face is way more wrinkled than it should be but I always saw her as beautiful in any case. She has pretty blue eyes that melted my cautionary heart. When Covid hit she needed some financial help which I happily gave. Then a few months later she ghosted me. It ended up that she met the man of her dreams (not me). And now I've not seen or talked to her in nearly two years.

I fell in love with her even though she's not the kind of woman I'd ever consider being in a relationship with since we are so different. I'm a professional with a degree, she's uneducated and definitely not up to date on modern technology and politics etc... But there isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of her. I miss her in many ways. I know she's a liar and has low moral standards. But I still love her. Now isn't that a fucked up mess?

Just to let you know I am seeing someone else who is a really sweet, kind and pretty woman. I'm very thankful for her and appreciate having her in my life. But I still think of Red every day. I truly wish I didn't.

Yeah not a sexy confession filled with details of the best sex imaginable, but just an honest confession.

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