I am a Fifty Eight year old woman, and I still can’t seem to make since of it all. For what ever reason, this very young man who about the age of Nine teen, wouldn’t stop chasing me. It’s been two years and I’ve finally given in. We had s***** i********** more than once . And while my body yarns for it. My heart tells me this is wrong. I can not fathom, as to why is boy is so attached. I’m not wealthy, certainly not Beautiful, I have sagging skin, and I have the figure that depicts the look of a long rectangle. While he’s a very handsome, intelligent, muscular, tall, and independent young man, his reasoning and logic is Incomprehensible. The only thing I can think of, when it comes to him pursuing me, is the s** we have. But oh…I must say the s** we have is quite remarkable! I’ve never felt like this before! My body is so energetic and vibrant. It’s truly an invigorating experience. But sometimes I just can’t seem to keep up, and my body gets a bit weary, with my age I assume. I’m surprise my hips did not break! In any event, I’m an older women having s***** relations with a very young man who is young enough to be my son.And while I once frowned a pond such activity, I am ashamed to admit I am involved such a scandalous deed as this. But as a divorced and lonely lady this situation has turned into bittersweet one for me. I Can’t undo what I’ve done but I’m afraid this must come to an end. Should I tell him I don’t want to engage in theses affairs? I believe I should soon. I hope I have the courage to tell him soon and convey my feels on this matter.
