I have come to the conclusion that now that I'm in my upper 50s that my odds of getting any intimate female companionship is very low. That's not to say that I'm ugly, fat, or have many of the other problems men have these days. My personal issue is that what I desire, I cannot reach. Please let me explain.

 I am a man that loves the female body, but there is more to it than that. Yep, there are times I get horny around a lovely pregnant woman at work. Maybe that young lady who works at the fast food resturant, when I look into her eyes my mind goes blank. I have found that if I work around a woman for a while I can pick up on when her period is, I mentioned to one of my co-workers in the past that she might want to get a pregnancy test. She was surprised that I knew she was late, the next day she asked me how I knew she was pregnant. Yes, I have been fired in the past for sexual harassment, that sucked. Last night I was enjoying the view of this waitresses panty lines in her tight jeans. This slender woman came in, wearing no bra, and her A or B size tits looked so firm and puffy.

I haven't had intimate contact since the summer of 2015. I was on an extended vacation when I was divorced in 2017, (both of use were at fault and I am sorry for my part in that). I am a straight man, I have touched another cock before, when it was going in and out of my wife, that freaked me out then, but that was many years ago. I am 5ft 6in, 197 pounds, hazel eyes (green/brown), brown hair (maybe more gray than brown now), no piercings, no tattoos, and no chest hair. Many people say I look younger than I am.

I don't smoke or chew (never have). I don't do drugs (a 50mg Ibuprofin is enough for a headache). I don't drink, never more than one or two, (have a 5th of good rum on the counter, it's been there for 2 years, unopened). I love to cook, I own my own home. I live alone. Yes, I play video games, but I also read, like the Three Musketeers by A. Dumas right now. I work on my truck and keep it clean. I love to work with wood, which explains my job in a cabinet factory. My house is clean, bed made, laundry done, folded, and put away. No pets. My children are all grown and live far away. My personal plumbing is discconected, so I will be having no more kids. I have three ex-wives, I have my share of screwing up those marriages, but I don't claim all of the blame.

Now this is sounding like a pity party it is and it ain't.  The problem is my desire and my empathy usually collide. I am attracted to women between 22 and 35, as tall as me or shorter, and hair at least touching their shoulders. Breasts under a b-cup. Not more than 130 pounds. Social drinking or smoking would be okay, but drugs would ba a firm NO. They can't have any children and doesn't want any, unless...   Willing to openly discuss what does or does not work for them (in life or bed). Willing to live life with someone, without the need to keep up with someone else or compare themselves to someone else. 

So, I have plenty of baggage to bring to a relationship and it will cause issues with anyone attached to the woman I'm having a relationship with. That waitress last night seemed to have daddy issues, which means she would be a lot of fun, for a while, but if the dad is still alive it will cause issues in the long run and I am too old to play that game again.

For Valentines Day I made strawberry heart shaped cookies, dipped in a little chocolate, for the woman at the fast food resturant, then asked her to sit with me in the dinning room or go wherever she chose. Nope, didn't work out. Was quickly turned down, but she enjoyed the cookies all the same. By the way the recipe made 11 dozen cookies. I gave some to my mother, informing her I made them for another woman. I gave some to a coworker, who happens to be a lesbian, again informing her I made them for another woman. Gave some to a very old female elder of the church, and again informed her that I made them for another woman. Just to let you know I don't normally do anything for this holiday. I believe you should do this all the time, not have a set date for romance.

Personally I would be shocked if anyone read this far in this posting. This is not your normal blog post for this type of site, but I felt the need to get this off my chest and take another step forward in my day. Today is looking like a great day here in Alabama.