Do I Tell Her She's Passed Her LFD?

It's been a good life and a satisfying marriage. Gemma and I enjoyed threesomes, foursomes, separate room swaps, solo nights away with new partners and massage practitioners who went further than planned (but no complaints).

But menopause and unexpected side effects from HRT (Hormone Replacement Therapy) brought on the belly fat that goes with andropause. One needs to stay aware of unintended consequences. A family trait of women losing height as they age compounds the problem as the waist compresses and that belly mushrooms more.

And yet she still turned me on, totally.

I feasted on looking at her just as I did the first time I saw her in the pool 45 years ago. And by that, I do mean turned on, with as good a hard-on as any virile 63-year-old gets. Plus she'll distract me from any plans I held, to now wanting to get her in the sack.

But relations had fallen into a schedule trap of 10:15 each Saturday morning. Only. Unless other conflicts get in the way. 10:15 when there would almost always be an interrupting telephone call at the worst possible time. No, it seems to unplug was not an option she would agree to.

Saturday breakfast was always the same; coffee and newspaper at 7:00, bacon