HOW DIANA GOT HER GROOVE BACK

yesterday, i spent quite a bit of time contemplating my aging process and where i still fit in as a woman sexually.
at my age i am too old to still be single, yet too young to acknowledge my age-derived disadvantage and diminshed choices.
not to toot my own horn, but i have always been a woman who got whatever or whoever i wanted.
i would go to a bars and make 5$ bets with my guys friends about who could pick up and screw somebody first.
i had prime pickings for a while, sometimes just to add insult to injury, i would pick up the girl that my guy friend choose.

now, as i age, as i start to realize that my physical body cannot keep up with my sexual and emotional immaturity....
I POUT!! i won't give up, because i am just not good at rejection and i no longer have the body of a teenager.
that's not all...
for the last few weeks, i had to deal with my ex finding "someone else", before I did...
i reacted childishly, but the reality is that i have had some of the best times as a single woman since we broke up.
i dont want him back at all, but i hate the fact he has a "sure thing" fuck and i am still interviewing potential boy toys.
in a moment of weakness, i went to bed sad and feeling like maybe i was "losing my MOJO".....maybe i should "grow up".

As only my luck would have it, I later hear a tenacious banging on my door and my bedroom window at 4am.
not looking or feeling my best, i relunctantly opened the door... what was behind it BLEW MY MIND!!
maybe i have the Mrs. Robinson syndrome, i dont know,
regardless, i find myself incredibly attracted to younger boys.
I opened my door to the most beautiful speciman i ever laid eyes on (i ever laid actually)...
my ex-boyfriend's roommate, standing before me like an obiedent, hornery boy...
i had met him a few times before and each time i found myself fighting my sexual attraction to him,
after all i wasn't proud of it as he was only 24 and my ex's best friend,
but he really did get my juices flowing and my sexual prowler instincts.
MANY times i fantasized about him having his way with me, and suddenly - there he was before me,
He was so sexy and confident, so delicious... i wanted to EAT HIM ALIVE....
The point is, just as i thought i was about to "give in" to my invitable fate of being too old to be sexy (i'm only 31).
Life, god, destiny, temptation -whatever- placed this young man at my door.
for the first time, i was intimidated, reluctant, unsure if i could meet his normal standards (young, hard bodied, perky tits)
but that sweet smelling, perfectly sculpted, 24 year old boy came over to ROCK MY WORLD~
he proudly warned me about his dick and he was right...
tiny waste, broad shoulders, young, dark hair, melted chocolate brown eyes~~ I had no choice,
i had to own that, if only for a night...
he kept telling me how sexy he'd always thought i was,
while he delivered me a joy i had long been deprived of...
hours of unadultered pleasure~ I knew then, i still had it.
my mojo is still in tact, and this had to be a sign from the Sex Gods-a sign of encouragement.
as i lay in bed, i am going crazy as i can still smell him on my pillow.
a combination of raw sex, cologne and the smell of a man.
god, i love to be a woman!