The beginning
She had hit on my AM profile right away. I replied that I had been re-reading her profile, and waited, wanting to reply. She wrote right back. She was looking for an older man, interviewed some, but no one solid yet.
We were both looking for something we wanted, needed, but not getting in our mate.
We exchanged a bunch of emails that first week. She was attached, married. I was separated. In her second email, she told me she was a lesbian, married to her “Mrs” as she referred to her wife. Did I have a problem with that? She’d wait to see if I replied before she would go further.
No, not at all. No problem. To some men, it might be a real turn-on. Fuck a lesbian? Here I am, an older, well-experienced man, that a lesbian wants a hot, torrid affair with? Yeah, man. But you know, I really didn’t look at it that way. Yes, I was intrigued, the why’s, what does she want, what will she want to do? I wanted erotic, sensuous, hot sex. She told me when her wife turned 40, the “Mrs” lost interest in sex, and that now, she was horny all the time. She was the dominant one in her relationship but didn’t want to continue that way, and her Mrs, some 5 years older than her at 43, didn’t want sex anymore. She was 37 when we met, I was 58.