Ol_Rancher
Recycles dryer sheets
- Joined
- Jan 8, 2004
- Messages
- 188
I slept with about 25 before I married my true love (my second wife) and was faithful throughout the 20 + year relationship.
The secret of the high numbers (all female) before my second marriage was the occupational hazards of being a school teacher. Lots of women at work, few other single men and so little time.
Sucumed to the wiles of two women since. The sex has been good (at times great) but I forgot how much 'work' it takes. Vitamin 'S' is the world's most expensive drug. Infatuation is sooo intoxicating but like the drug it is, eventually it fades. Like crack you can never ever really get that first hit high again.
The 'work' part is in reference to having to reassure a female how 'special' they are and having to listen attentively to there booooring stories. Perhaps I should hold out for someone who is really more my type? At my age (59) that might take too long. Marriage is out and putting someone else's kid through college is out.
Now I am not the looker I once was, but the years and gravity have been cruel to women in their mid-fifties.
I am seriously considering just putting that part of the 'eternal dance' aside and enjoy the elements of life that are entertaining more sustainable.
The secret of the high numbers (all female) before my second marriage was the occupational hazards of being a school teacher. Lots of women at work, few other single men and so little time.
Sucumed to the wiles of two women since. The sex has been good (at times great) but I forgot how much 'work' it takes. Vitamin 'S' is the world's most expensive drug. Infatuation is sooo intoxicating but like the drug it is, eventually it fades. Like crack you can never ever really get that first hit high again.
The 'work' part is in reference to having to reassure a female how 'special' they are and having to listen attentively to there booooring stories. Perhaps I should hold out for someone who is really more my type? At my age (59) that might take too long. Marriage is out and putting someone else's kid through college is out.
Now I am not the looker I once was, but the years and gravity have been cruel to women in their mid-fifties.
I am seriously considering just putting that part of the 'eternal dance' aside and enjoy the elements of life that are entertaining more sustainable.