I am 40 & Single.
There I was looking at the Asian. A very tasty looking Asian at that. Could I? Should I? Who was going to know that I had? It was just me & the tasty Asian after all. But you cant eat Asian at 9am can you?
Men. We are strange but very simple creatures. We have very basic thoughts; especially where sex is concerned.
These past few months, if you have followed my blog, have been very odd for me. I have been up & down and round & round the emotional rolla-costa more times than I care to remember. It’s resulted in me losing my mojo, my sex drive and the desire to spend any time with the opposite sex.
Gradually I have got all of them back, one by one, as things in my life have improved. First I got happy when I found the Mojo. Then I was wanking three times a day again. However; I stayed away from women.
It became a bit of challenge, to be different, to be celibate; a total wanker I know. But as the months have drifted by and my wanking became more wanton & furious by the day – I realised that I could not carry on without some physical contact.
It was then that I began to worry. Who? You see I have always prided myself on my performance in bed, the toilet or wherever I was having the sex. After 8 months I was sure that, initially at least, my performance was not going to be a good.
The phone rang. A number I had not seen for some time. Not recorded in my phone book but I was sure I recognised it. I answered it; an ex-girlfreind. We got chatting. I hung up saying that we should meet for a drink. You got it…..
Men are basic.
We met for the drink and it wasn’t long before I showed her how basic I was by groping her arse. Luckily she didn’t make me wear her drink. Back at her place I was like an octupus that had not eaten in years and needed to get its hands on everything. All was going well. But then……
The moment she placed my most sensitive tentacle in her very nice mouth – BOOM.
For fuck sake.
To be good at anything you have to practice. Sex is no different. You get out of practice very easily on this front I can assure you. Luckily for me I had been honest with her and she was probably expecting what happened. Next morning we tried again and there was a slight improvement.
I need to practice. Lots of practice. Lots and lots of it.
You need to do things when you want to, when you fancy it and at your own pace. Never be ashamed about yourself and doing things your way. I have in the past said that ex-sex is a really bad idea. Never go back. I am glad it was an ex in this case.
Who says I can’t eat Asian at 9am in the morning?