We’ve been married for just over 2 years, she was divorced from a 16 year marriage that brought about 1 daughter, I was never married and not overly experienced in the way around a female body. I had over-wanked I think as a youngster and early adulthood and got it down to such a fine art that a little friction coupled with a lot of raging thoughts could bring about a very quick climax.
But I’m 47, and was smitten with Linda form the first moment I saw her – she’d been in the periphery of my social life for some time, someone I always tried to linger a glance at whenever we connected. I knew she had recently separated, but I was never much of a natural Casanova to do much about it. So she continued to be in the outer edges of my goings-on. I’d hear stories passed on about whom she might be dating and what was going on etc. But I remained fairly convinced she’s want nothing to do with me.
Then I heard she was seeing one of my friends, and although I had never even shown her any noticeable interest, I became strangely jealous. It was then I started paying more attention to my own interests and realising that I really felt something for the woman.
She dated my friend a few times but it came to not-a-lot. He was a bit of a polar opposite to me as he was confident and natural with the ladies, made them laugh and at ease, but his head was turned easily and he couldn’t make much of a meaningful relationship out of the short lived ones he encountered.
Quite soon after I heard they’d split I started to go out more and try and manoeuvre my own and Linda’s social Venn diagram together. With the determination of a smitten teenager I somehow clumsily got her to notice my being, we gently dated and slowly bonded to a comfortable togetherness.
So we got married after knowing one another a year, had a fantastic honeymoon in far flung places, and I came to be the happiest I’d ever been.
The trouble is now, for some reason, 2 years on, knowing out sex life isn’t going to win any trophies, I keep on glancing my mind back to before we married and when she dated and obviously fucked the guy I know. These thoughts keep on pouring through my head.
Our sex life isn’t great because as I mentioned at the start I cum at the first sign of friction. I was passable when we first started in the bedroom, when the effort quotient was higher, but now, whether out of laziness or God knows what, I allow my head to fill with wicked thoughts, imagining her and this guy together, wondering all the time what their sex was like, if he made her cum, how many times, positions, situations they did it in. Hell it is weird to think but it causes the rush a adrenaline that it needs to flood my tubes with semen. It’s become so much more of a mental thing.
So we have recently been talking about how this might all change, this was a way of seeing if there were genuine folk out there who might understand....and help????
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| Gender | Male | |
| Age | 57 | |
| Location | UK, Scotland: Fife, Glenrothes | |
| 🌈 Sexuality | Bicurious | Bicurious |
| 🌎 Ethnicity | White / Caucasian | White / Caucasian |
| 🚬 Smoke | Yes | No |
| 🍷 Drink | Sometimes | Socially |
| 💊 Drugs | Sometimes | No |
| 📏 Height | 6ft (183 cm) | 5ft 6in (168 cm) |
| ⌛ Body Type | Slim | Slim |
| 👱 Hair Colour | Gray | Light Brown |
| 🦵 Body hair | Natural | Trimmed |
