Recap: my (M) partner died from an illness several years ago, and I’ve (F) had some escapades after my initial period of grief. I’ve slept with over a dozen men. Here are those stories:

Okay… so this guy is one I also met on Craigslist. We exchanged numbers and sexted for a couple of days. Married guy mid 50s that lived a couple towns over. Tells me his been in a dead bedroom for a long, no blow job for 13 years. He seemed pretty cool so we met up at a McDonald’s. We chatted for a bit and decided to meet up when we both had time. He kissed me before I got in my car. When I got home, he texted me that he wanted to fuck me right in the parking lot. And I said well just come over then. I gave him my address and he was here within 15… lol. He told me that he had to give his boss a bs excuse if forgetting a tool at home. He was all over me, touching and kissing me. When we made it to my bedroom, he unbuttoned my purple blouse and and took off my bra. I touched his dick under his shorts and he was so hard, wow. He has a nice athletic body but teeth were not great. I immediately laid him down and put his cock in my mouth, because that’s my thing. He was moaning and said oh my god, 13 years… he exploded in my mouth. He definitely returned the favor and licked me good and I had one of the best orgasms. He kept texting me after for the next few weeks but I asked if it could be a one time thing. And so we moved on… good memory though. I regret at least not fucking him once.