Hello. My name is Jerry Baker. I am 50, married with two kids who are grown up and left the nest.
I have a top job as a computer programmer in the city of Manchester.
My marriage is not what you call on the rocks but the tide is getting higher. My wife Kathleen is absolutely sexless these days and seems to have no consideration for my ardour. Once, if she wasn't in the mood she'd do something for me which was never like the real thing, but it sort of served as a gratifier for want of a better term.
So I have been thinking for a long time about having an affair. Julie my secretary would be only too pleased to oblige, I am well aware of that, but that is too close for comfort, I cannot abide any scandal which my come out of it, as nice and sexy as she is.
So I have been a bit naughty I know and registered on one of the dating sites as a divorcee. Okay I accept that is uncouth when the idea of the sites is to get singles together. But my excuse is; if I meet the right woman I could be persuaded to divorce Kathleen...
Well I must have struck lucky because the same day I registered and posted all my credentials as you do, and a couple of pictures to display with my profile, I met online Josie who had also signed on that day.
Looking at her picture I knew I had to get a move on because this woman would be in great demand, no doubt about it with her cute little slim figure and the most gorgeous bum you have ever seen and a lovely pair of boobs too. Besides which I liked her open smile. She mentioned on her profile she was looking just for friends, but what do they say about one thing leading to another?
She told me she had already dated one guy. An Italian who only wanted to shower with her and give her a full body massage - and that is before they got into leaning about each other.
So I needed to play my cards right. She was gorgeous. We made a first date. She said she thought I was handsome and she liked a guy with a good build, who looked after himself, and had a good sense of humour.
But when we met near her home, and over a drink it was remarkable just how much we had in common, so I soon hit the right notes with sweet Josie and felt I would be fucking her soon.
Asking where she would like to go afterwards I explained I drove up from Manchester which was a good twenty miles so could we possibly go to her place.
It was then she said she would have to work it because she still had a daughter and son at home. She was a divorcee over ten years. She also said she had been exchanging with this guy in Australia, who was a Brit but, despite his many promises, could not get back to the UK because of one thing and another. So she had decided do ditch him, and sink or swim, look out for new friends.
"Do I take it that you are maybe looking for a committed relationship?" I asked carefully.
"Well yes that's my aim but to enjoy myself first after bloody ten years of waiting for Pete!" she returned.
"Are you single Jerry?"
I lied and said yes. She was too good to let go and already I felt a strong urge to have her.
And by all accounts I think the feeling was mutual considering her smile when I said I was single.
I felt there was a lot of passion there just waiting to out and I knew I could give her what she seemed to want. Yes I was onto a winner and she seemed eager to seal our date with a very sensual kiss.
She whispered how long it had been since she had been with a guy and she felt comfortable with me.
I said she was a treasure and how lucky I was to have discovered her before all those other prospective guys did.
"Hey, I am very selective. I would not have gone for any one willy-nilly Jerry; I want you to know that."
Guess she was telling me that she was no cheap thrill and I took comfort that she had selected me.
We sort of chatted awhile when we got to her place. It was about ten in the morning and she said we wouldn't have long because her daughter would be in from work at 1. I took from that that she wanted intercourse which was a wonderful surprise. Was I being slow or something or maybe a little naive about women and what makes them tick?
Or was that the way I was thinking. Us guys do sometimes go overboard and get the wrong end of the stick. I was thinking it would be very nice if she did mean what I thought. I really wanted to fuck this woman and no mistake.
I guess she could tell. Women can. Can't they - if a guy lusts for them?
She came to sit next to me on the sofa, adjusting her bottom into the cushion which was very sexual.
Then she looked me straight in the eyes and then I could see she meant business with a capital 'B' and we continued with that first kiss, but with a little more ardour this time. She seemed she was no slow in coming forward and taking a breather she admitted with a smile it had been a very long time so she might be out of practice.