The woman with six lovers
In my 20s I lived with a man my age, but he was a controlling alcoholic. The tepid sex dropped to twice a year, and he didn’t like it if I masturbated. I tried counselling, but it didn’t work.
I left at 30 and placed a personal ad seeking older men, because younger ones seemed too much hassle. I met several, and got on well with a caring man of 68. It was amazing to feel appreciated and we made love that night. He was retired and said if I lived with him, I could have physical affection whenever I wished. I cried. I moved in and we were intimate every night and morning, and during the day on weekends, for four years.
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