There is something which the world is quite ignorant about. Most people seem to think that once you've hit a certain age, you are simply done. You stop enjoying life and its simple pleasures, like sex for example. My name is Monique Kramer Davidson and I wrote this story to prove that most people are wrong when it comes to the lives and loves of those of us who have a bit of silver in our hair.
I met my husband Kurt Davidson when we were both in our twenties. Back then, he was a handsome young Black police officer, one of the first Black men to join the Massachusetts State Police. I was the tall and wide-eyed blonde coed who fell head over heels in love with him. The surprising aspect of this relationship is that early on, I'm the one who did most of the pursuing. Kurt was a career-minded kind of guy. He liked me but wasn't looking for a serious relationship. I was a girl who wanted to experience all that life had to offer. School wasn't my top priority, though I did end up getting a Bachelors degree in business from the Boston University.
Kurt and I met, fell in love and have been together ever since. We've had some ups and downs. In the 1970s, a black man walking around holding hands with a white woman got looked at in a funny manner. Some folks just can't let go of bigotry and racism. Kurt and I got through all that. We bought a house and raised kids together. Our eldest son Jamal is a police officer, just like his dad. Our daughter Emily is a social worker and our youngest son Michael is currently in community college, studying Liberal Arts. Kurt and I have a fine life together but now that we are in our late forties, things seemed to have slowed down.
For this reason, Kurt and I started getting into the swing of things, literally. We joined a Swingers Club, where all members were between forty and sixty years old. That's when things started to get really fun for all of us. Our first encounter was with this black couple, Matthew and Samantha Hamilton. Matthew was a tall, good-looking black man in his mid-forties. His wife Samantha was a tall, somewhat chubby woman with jet-black skin and short hair bleached white. In their profile, both of them described themselves as bisexuals.
Ah, bisexuality! It's something which I explored while in college and sometime after. I did have an affair with a pretty redhead named Wilma Brown before I met Kurt. Wilma was a beautiful girl and very foxy. We had a lot of fun together. One time, we even had a threesome with this football player named Jake. Yeah, those were the good old days. My husband Kurt did some exploring of his sexuality as well. He had a relationship with a male cadet while at the state police academy and a female instructor as well. Yeah, we had fun when we were younger!
Matthew and Samantha were a lot of fun, I can tell you as much right now. We got to know them a little bit. Matthew was an accountant and a part-time professor at the local community college. Samantha ran a small hotel. They didn't have any offspring and were very much into sexual experimentation. A few drinks and laughs later, all of us found ourselves naked in bed together.
