The year was 1987. I met a pretty girl with a banging body named Cathy. We instantly hit it off. There was immediate sexual chemistry and I had a blast every time we got together. In the summer of 1989, we were tied the knot in a lavish wedding. After getting married, things remained the same. I couldn’t have been happier. Everything from the sex to our weekly dinner dates was amazing.
Fast forward to now and that great marriage is a thing of the past. She’s no longer the pretty girl with a banging body. She is now an aging woman with sagging tits and a cottage cheese ass. To get erect for her anymore, I need a few shots of Jager. I can’t remember the last time the thought of eating her pussy didn’t seem repulsive.
I have given this marriage everything I could. I still love her and care about her, but there’s just no fire anymore. Our idea of fun has become watching the Evening News and playing Scrabble. We’re in our 40’s, not our 70’s. I still consider myself young and desire a youthful lifestyle. Even more important, I need a satisfying sex life – not sex with a woman I’m no longer attracted to.
I can’t make my wife become the hottie she once was. But that doesn’t mean I’m not going to find someone that is. That’s exactly what I did. I met a gorgeous gal that had that girl-next-door look I was always attracted to. I found her on XXXMatch.com. She’s much younger than me (25), and she reminded me of my wife back in the day.
Kristy (that’s her name) had all the qualities I look for in a woman. She had clear skin, big blue eyes, nice hair, a firm ass, long thing legs, and the perfect sized rack (not too big, not too small). Oh, and she wasn’t an idiot and actually had some personality. But I’ll be honest, I’m more concerned with her looks. Am I a “pig” because all I care about is looks? Yep, and I don’t really give a shit what anyone thinks!
I don’t tell Kristy this, but when I sleep with her, I’m envisioning my wife when she was younger. There have been numerous occasions where I had to stop myself before screaming out my wife’s name. I don’t know if she would get mad if I did that, but I’m not going to find out. I don’t want to risk losing her as a fuck buddy because she is one hell of a lay. Words cannot describe how great this chick is in the sack.
You may be asking yourself why I don’t just ditch my wife. Believe me, I’ve given that much thought. But as I said earlier, I still care for her and love her. I’m just no longer physically attracted to her and we don’t have the passion we once had. If I leave her, I run the risk of ending up a lonely old man. I couldn’t fathom having to spend my retirement years by myself. What the heck would an old man do without the company of a “life partner”? I’m very happy in life right now and though I wish I was still attracted to my wife, thanks to the Internet, I’m getting laid by quite the looker!