I'm 49, single, and for two years I'm enjoying the best sex of my life. I was always open sexually but terribly loyal to a relationship. My last relationship lasted 15 years and I was generally happy until my father fell prey to alcohol.
I dedicated every cell of my body to that relationship, tried to save them, but when it ended, I did not know if I could trust someone else. I spent a year dealing with myself and realized that I was not going to get involved in a serious relationship, for now or never. There it changed everything. I could go with whomever I wanted, I could have sex with whom I wanted, as long as I made it clear that they were not the only ones in my life. It is very fun, but of course, with its own dangers - it makes it even more exciting.
I'm fortunate enough to look like I look and look attractive to many men - mostly those in their 30's or 40's. They do not want to go out with younger women because they require long-term partners and children. You can enjoy me.
A man I knew online kissed me the first moment I saw him. Electricity was extraordinary. Drink from a glass of champagne, and we went to my house for crazy sex. I met him eight times throughout the six months and although I loved him, I knew that things were to end. One day, beauty will fade, but at least I will have something to remember.
Written by an anonymous woman for The Guardian
