I've been lurking for 5 days, and decided to join. Maybe even share some stories if I can put them down in type. We'll see. Loving all the stories here.
I'm 59, recently divorced. I left her. My fault. I'm the guilty one. Toughest thing was how the kids would take it when I told them. What a relief that they responded with, "What took so long?" She was hard on the girls. And she was not nice to me. The lack of sex had nothing to do with it. She wasn't pleasant to be around and she'd get pissed at the most minor things. And I wasn't going to spend the rest of my life like that.
Backtrack a bit. Prior to divorce, I sold my business and retired in 2021. Big changes in 15 months. First going from working 12 hour days running a business, to cutting the grand washing the car. Then the big D.
So where is a 59 year old divorced guy suppose to go after giving her the house? Fuck, I was suddenly homeless. I slept on my daughter's couch on night one. And I even heard that prick son-in-law ask her how long were they were going to let me stay. Fuck him. I paid for your fucking wedding boy. Then I heard my girl answer him, "As long as he fucking wants to, that's how fucking long." I smiled. I love my daughters.
The next day I went to Camping World and picked out a beautiful 5th wheel trailer. After talking with my salesman and a couple of his colleagues to find out which truck was best to pull it, noon the next day I was pulling off the Ford lot in my F-350, on the way to pick up my trailer. By 5:00, I was reclined in my new home. In the fucking Walmart parking lot of the town I used to own a home in. A day later I was southbound on I-75 entering Kentucky, and visiting Buffalo Trace, all by myself. I spent the next 30 days traveling up and down the bourbon trail. Meeting people, hearing their stories, and laughing a lot.
For the past 2 years I have lived full time living in campgrounds and RV parks all over the United States, discovering my country, and absolutely loving life. I fish for fun. I visit National Parks constantly, state parks too. I just left Mt. Rushmore, Yosemite Natl Park, and Grand Tetons National Park, heading back to Michigan for a nieces wedding. I can't wait to hug my daughters again. It's been 3 months. But I talk to them every couple days on FaceTime.
Sex website, right. I had an active 20's. I dated 3 girls during that decade, Each for long durations2-3 years each. I fucked each of them a lot. But could never pull the trigger on slipping a ring on one of them. But then, at 29 years old, I met the woman of my dreams. Fall in love quickly - a fault of mine - then she tells me shes married. Fuck my life. After her divorce, we got married. She was a fire cracker in bed up until our second child was born, then went cold turkey on me. Once every 6 months if I was lucky. Then, once a year. And in our final 5 years of marriage, as far as I got was when she let me finger her to an orgasm on New Years Eve. She wanted me to fuck her that night, but I couldn't get it up. Impotence. Fuck. My. life.
I dealt with it a couple years. When I failed to perform with a recently divorced bartender I met one day, I said, "Never again.". I called a doctor friend who wrote me basically what amounts to a 'no limit' Viagra prescript, and ol' Mike is sporting some serious wood again. Not like when I was 25, but enough to get the job done.
Out here on the open road, these pills have come in handy. No weenie no-shows when swallowing my purples.
What a wonderful world.
Thanks for having me.
Mike