It's Sort Of Embarrassing Recognizing That I'm The Prude

In my mid forties I got divorced after twenty years. There just wasn't anything there any more. My wife got 'everything' and I moved for a job. I'm a financial advisor to companies with their 401K plans. I got an apartment in the financial district, close to restaurants and clubs. I'm just not a club sort of man.

In any event. I flew back home for my mother's 80th birthday. On the plane I sat beside a woman who was also in her late forties and we had a nice conversation. By then end of the two and half hour flight her fingers were under mine, on the seat between us. A small thing, but when she pulled out a sheet a paper and wrote her name and number and said that anytime I wanted to come out to sunny southern California I had a place to stay. I left her my business card, with my personal cell number and we said goodbye.

I just got back from seeing her. The sex was constant and 'wild', she is much more uninhibited than I am. Frankly I never experienced a woman who wanted sex, and would maneuver around to put herself where it was needed most. She is a bit bossy and she isn't twenty five. She has a nice set of 'jugs' as she calls them. She grew up in Utah and was a Mormon wife for a while, before breaking off and taking up another life. She works for an HOA management company.

I can't say if we are compatible or not. All we did was have sex. In that we are compatible enough, but I'm playing catch up to her. She is a lot more forward than I am, and likes doing things that I never thought a woman would admit to liking.

Well, wish me luck, getting back in the game. She is coming out to see me next month, she has a couple of customers where I live.