Quite dizzy with anticipation OR Midlife crisis #2  

IByerGIGG 57M
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9/5/2005 9:30 pm

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Quite dizzy with anticipation OR Midlife crisis #2

09/05 Fresh meat on the block with no particular expiration date in sight! And I am asking myself why I hadn't done this sooner. Ain't technology grand. I am looking forward to meeting many lovely ladies, who are ready and willing to help me satisfy a hunger (a need to witness ecstasy!)that is rarely quelled--and lately has me so ravenous I catch myself intently hunting during the most mundane of daily activities. I.E. Landing serious gazes that would leave a dent in the wall behind had I missed (many defiantly recognize the wolf), flirting like crazy with the women I know, lighting up like a firefly and smiling demurely at any pretty girl I (have just gone out of my way to)pass, to speaking in velvet tones and batting bedroom eyes at market checkout girls, waitresses, bank tellers,etc., who tend to pause, cock their heads slightly and smile--as if to say "yeah, yer kinda' cute but what are ya gonna do about it HERE!". This is a small town, these women know me! This is not like me, sure I have always had an eye for the finer points of the feminine form, but there is a time and place for everything, and I have strived to give women their space and tried to never make them feel uncomfortable, or self conscious with sexual expressions when it was inappropriate. I didn't have it this bad when I was in my twenties! Then it was just an ache in the loins, now with that there is is a dizzying whack to the head, and a feeling as if my chest has been opened up and my heart and lungs have been removed--when I look at women with sexual potential. HELP ME OUT HERE GIRLS I GOT IT BAD!! At least I have a good bead as to why (apart from the obvious reason that sex/love is one of the greatest expressions of living experience--that we all too often deny ourselves). Among these are a year-long tumble with unrequited love (the affair that never was), the fact in one week I turn 45--for the fist time in my life I am feeling my age, and over many months becoming more and more sexually out of sync with my (dear friend)& wife. All topics for other days, I'm looking for someone to take on my passion--and give the common women of Marathon back their space.
I'll leave you with prose I composed last year for my would-be mistress..
My ardor smolders beneath a cool surface, Were your breath to but whisper "yes", I would burst into flame!!


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