When I walk through a shopping centre and see older, grey-haired women, perhaps with less than ideal figures, trundling their shopping trolleys or carrying their groceries, I often wonder what goes on in their heads.
Is sex really a thing of the past, something they could not even be bothered with? Do they ever look at a man walking towards them and wonder: What would he be like in bed? Do they have fantasies and wild dreams? Do they still let their fingers wander under their nighties?
I always ask myself this because, even though I am a few decades away from joining this cohort, I just cannot imagine a time when I will have absolutely no interest in sex. Does desire really dry up or do you kill it because the pain of unfulfilled longing for sexual attention is too great? Will my attitude to delicious sex change as I age?
If you are brave, feel free to tell me how you see it in the comment box below.
I got nosy and asked a couple of older friends, who just rolled their eyes and told me they couldn't care less... last thing on their minds. But were they just too embarrassed to admit the truth?
I see there is a strong over-60s market for erotica. I think that proves my point. Some older ladies must still feel the urge.
So, please let me know if you want me to write more erotica that features older women. Do you want to pair them with someone of a 'suitable' age, maybe with a romantic inclination... or do you think, fuck it, Felicia, write one that makes me feel a young stud between my knees. Do you have the urge to break in a young man, give him a first-time treat?
I have written a couple of older women-young man stories, but they both have a bit of a twist. In one, 'Trained to Please', an older witch takes a virgin youth and teaches him how to please a woman.
In another, 'The Initiation', a fantasy set in a mythical tribal culture, the sorceress teaches one young initiate to manhood how to please a woman. Hmm, you can see my theme here... my own beefs about seldom getting pleased during sex are coming to the surface.
The one short story I have written to date that features a later-in-life romance ... a 67-year-old woman finding romance via wild sex with a 73-year-old charming itinerant surfer is called 'Accidental Love' -- because she rides her bicycle into the back of his van.
Here's what happens when he delivers her home and she showers before making him lunch:
I dived into the bathroom and showered quickly. I was about to fasten my bra and thought, no, damn it. I snatched up a sarong and tied it in a knot between my breasts. No bra. I looked at my panties. Hmm. What the heck. I could live without them too.
When I emerged, though completely covered, I felt daring, reckless – and, with luck, alluring. I was completely naked beneath the light cotton sarong. My breasts swayed under the fabric and tantalized my nipples.
Harry turned as I opened the bathroom door and his eyebrows went up as he saw my wet hair and damp sarong. I did a slow pirouette and said in a phony American drawl, ‘Does this outfit make me look fat?’
If you want to see how this steamy roimance develops, click on the title and you will find Accidental Love as an e-book on Amazon for just US 99 cents.
And if you do read any of my short stories, do let me know how you like them and if you have ideas for new plots. Maybe you have some experiences worth fictionalizing! I am always open to my readers' suggestions.