This is a short story about an old man and his sexual thoughts. No sex other then thinking about it.
Again I would like to thank 'Techsan' for his editing.
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I have a problem that faces many older men. I don't care if you're in your late fifties or late sixties, you might have this problem also. No, it's not erectile dysfunction but quite the opposite. I want to have sex. My wife tells me it's in my mind but I know better. It might start in my mind but ends up as a hard-on in my pants. I would like to do something about it other than masturbate.
My wife isn't like the older women I seem to read about in the stories. The ones who just can't get enough. Has a bunch of young studs take care of her. Mine is one of the mature older women who keep themselves neat, clean and still pretty modest. Because of past illnesses she doesn't have any sex drive any more. She tells me that that part of her life is over. Her life is all about children and grandchildren now. It's been years since we had a great loving fuck. I've tried and so has she but her interest just isn't there. What is an old man suppose to do?
I laugh when I see those advertisements for Viagra, and all the other drugs. I don't need them. I need a young gal to take care of the hard-ons. I had one friend who says I should take a drug that will stop me from getting hard. I looked at him and asked, "How stupid can you get?" I want the hard-on but I want to ejaculate in a nice hot or even warm pussy.
When you've been married for thirty-five to forty years, you want to stay with your spouse. Marriage is more than just sex. A lot more. Sex was great in the early years of marriage and then came love. The caring and sharing for a lifetime. You have a family and then grandchildren and then even great-grandchildren. You have turmoil and troubles through-out your marriage but seem to be able to work them all out. You hopefully want to spend eternity with your spouse.