Not Too Old

I’m an 82 year old woman who lost the love of her life 10 years ago. He and I had a very active sex life and I find that in my elderly years, the only men interested are older than I and looking for a nurse or a purse or both.
I miss being held, kissed, touched and had given up on all of the above. I’m an active woman who had a career in my younger days as a model primarily swim suit and lingerie. I keep myself in great shape and was wondering why. Why if there is no one to appreciate it?
A young man, William, in his early thirties, has been doing my snow removal for 10 winters. He has joined me many a time for tea after completing the job and we get along fabulously. He is always very complementary and flirty but a month ago he told me how attracted he is towards me and saddened at our age difference. I in turn told him how much I miss having a love life. William said that he had fantasized about me many a time. Of course I was flattered but didn’t take him seriously. He asked if he could come back that evening, perhaps take me out for dinner. I agreed. It was a beautiful time and I asked him in afterwords for a nightcap. I excused myself to get into something more comfortable coming back in a semi sheer long gown. He loved it and he approached me, gave me a longing kiss. I took him by the hand and lead him into my bedroom. We made such wonderful, gentle, love to each other. It felt so great to be touched and kissed and to do the same to him. His young toned body and his love making prowess was incredible. It was so beautiful a night, spooning and waking to him in the morning doing it all over again. We have made love three other occasions since, neither of us think anything more than a mutual affection is to be had but I am so happy I’m having it.
Life is to be had and the pleasures that so go with it.