Years of wasted marriage then
After becoming single at fifty and my children having flown the nest, I finally went online and met a lovely lady. This is the story of our sexual voyage together. Our first meeting was at a dog walk in the woods, she was attractive, bright, but a little reserved and I feared ‘boring’ as the talk was all about the difficult men she’d met. I didn’t expect to see her again but I wanted to. This is her story. Now in my mid forties, I married whilst in my very early twenties. Although day to...