Dating women of my generation find it harder to get back on track afte

Published Wednesday, 7th Oct 11:01 BST

Dating women of my generation find it harder to get back on track after you have been out of the cycle for a while. My husband died about two years ago and it seems as if I have not been able to put myself back out there. He was a handsome man and I still have his picture on my night-stand in the bedroom. I go to sleep at night lying my face on the pillow that was once his, remembering how soft his skin against mine felt. Wishing that it was again but knowing that it will never happen. Dating women today seem to be of a much younger age. I believe that I am afraid that if I do put myself out there that I will feel disappointed or embarrassed by my competition. There are so many beautiful women out there and I don't see myself as one of them.

While surfing the web the other day I came across a web site about women dating women, I am not gay and did not stay on the site long but it seems as if my e-mail address was tagged, and now every time I log on to my web site I see this Women Dating Women banner trying to pop up on my site. It's as if they're trying to send me a message, as if dating them would be easier. That thought stayed in my head for a few seconds and I shot it down before it could take root. I think that what I will do is to go to one of the local jazz clubs in my area. I don't want to go alone so I think that I will drag one of my co-workers with me. At least that way I won't look too desperate.

Saturday night is here and I have on my best come hither out fit. I must say that I do look rather good. My hair is hanging down around my shoulders, my make-up looks good and I have on my favorite scent. My co-worker and I hit the club around 9:00 am and as I walked in the door I could feel the eyes of quite a few men on me. I guess I still do have what it takes. We chose to sit at a table instead of the bar, we didn't want to look like a bar-fly. We were not seated for fifteen minutes before a drink for me was sent to our table....I'll see where it goes from here.

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