Your honeymoon didn't look like the brochures. Yes, the seaside resort in Saint-Tropez on the French Riveria is very beautiful, and the weather has been utterly perfection. That part is absolute paradise, and you can't help but feel relaxed whenever you watch the ships on the Mediterranean.

But your new husband has spent much of it on the golf course, leading you to wonder whether you might have made the wrong call. He met a handful of men at the bar on the first night, and they've been thick as thieves since, heading out to the sprawling green every morning and usually not returning until late afternoon. By then he's usually too tired and too buzzed on cocktails to do much more than have dinner and fall asleep. For the past five days, that has been the routine.

Sure, you married him for his family money. And you were more than willing to be the beautiful trophy wife. But this level of neglect on your honeymoon is making you feel like maybe this is a lifestyle that isn't for you.

So you've been occupying yourself, with varying degrees of success. One morning, after he's kissed your cheek goodbye and headed out to the course, you stroll down to the waterfront. While you sit at a table under an umbrella, enjoying your coffee, you spot a medium-sized, sleek boat nearby. Its elegant hull bobbing in the blue water under a cloudless sky.

Attending to it is an older man, who looks to be in his late forties or early fifties. Tall, handsome and tautly muscled, with salt-and-pepper hair and the deep tan. He looks like a man who works outside, but he also seems refined in a way, like he comes from one of those stoic European bloodlines. His shirt ruffles in the wind, and you can catch glimpses of his muscular frame.

That’s me. I’m wearing a light linen button-up and matching pants. I sees you watching and flash you a handsome smile. "Good morning, miss," I say in a light French accent.

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If that sounds like your kind of fun, send me a message. If it doesn't sound like your idea of fun, but you think I do -- and you might have a different idea that'll generate sparks -- also send me a message.
I'm open to a one-off RP, or something more ongoing.

I'm 54 years old and 6'3" with medium length dark hair shot through with grey, light blue eyes, a lean, well-muscled body. My sense of style has been described as impeccable. We'll see if you agree.

Turn-ons: Long buildup, seduction, age and power differences -- legal, obviously -- affairs and luxury are what I love. I'm flexible on kinks, and I'm more than happy to indulge you. Rough or gentle are both fun.

Limits: The usual. No underage, toilet, force, extreme violence, animals.