Complicated

My husband died two years ago from cancer at 58. He was truly the love of my life and we had been married 32 years. There will never be another in my life like him. I'm 61 now and semi-retired, as the life insurance on my husband has pretty much made me financially secure forever. I only work because I like my job and need something to do.

I've been lonely since my husband's passing and have started dating again. I was not that internet savvy when it came to dating sites, but I had a friend help me out to find a site and make a profile. I was not looking for a serious relationship at all, just someone for company, companionship, and yes, some sex too. Basically, a friend with benefits. I am never going to remarry. I have some wrinkles and my tits sag a bit, but I'm fit, tan, and athletic. I'm tight down below. I look pretty good.

I thought I'd attract men my age and in a similar situation, but I was surprised by having college age guys send me messages. It was weird, but flattering too. These guys could be my grandchildren. Why would they want to be with an old lady? Is this a thing?

On a whim, I responded back to a guy named Mike. He's 22, still lives with his parents, and is a student at the local university. Handsome man. We met up for coffee and he was charming and smart. We had the same tastes in literature and art, which was lovely. We went back to my house, had a few drinks, and had sex--really hot sex. I hadn't had sex since my husband's passing, and getting it from a guy in his 20s rocked my world. His penis was wonderful and as gorgeous as the rest of him. We had great sex, and I really, really loved getting fucked again--felt soooo good!

I told him upfront that he was too young for us to be true boyfriend/girlfriend, and he seemed fine with that. He really did. I said we could be friends with benefits and that was going to be it. He seemed to understand. I told him that he should keep looking for someone closer to his age, but that we could be friends.

We carried on for a bit, meeting up on weekends mostly, and enjoyed sex together. One Saturday he brought his friend Dan over, and he was also in college. We went out to lunch, and when we got back to my place we had a threesome. I had never had two cocks at one time before, and it was heavenly. I can't believe it took me that long to try that. I became friends with Dan too that day.

Mike and I still met up on occasion, but I was also seeing Dan as well. He would come over sometimes by himself and we would have dinner and fuck afterwards. He is a young, horny guy who really likes pussy, so it was like a dream to have him desire me so heavily. He gives me everything I could want in that regard. Between Mike and Dan, I'm having the best sex I could ever ask for. My friends joke that they can see it by how I "glow." They envy me.

However, when Mike learned that I'm seeing Dan a bit on the side, he got a little weird about it. He was jealous. I told Mike that I'm not his girlfriend, but a friend. I said I feel the same about Dan. Mike got a little upset and started crying.

I'm going to have to cut it completely off with both of these guys. They aren't mature enough to deal with me. I'm going to miss both of them, not just the sex we had but the company too. It was nice to hang out with them. I just can't stand the drama anymore. These guys need to grow up.

I'm done dating younger guys. The sex is great, but young men are so fucked up and immature these days. Someone needs to raise these guys better, and it sure as hell isn't my responsibility.

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