Who knew? I’m 55 year’s old and have been struggling with self-confidence issues most of my life; come to find out, it was all for nothing. I am a fucking hottie. Surprised? Stunned? Asking yourself what the hell am I talking about? I’ll tell you just what I’m talking about. Men want me. Lots of men, good looking, and viral studs are just waiting for to date me.
How do I know you ask? Because I get emails every single day telling me that I have hundreds if not thousands of men in my town alone who are just waiting to date me.
Hey, emails don’t lie.
These men aren’t just after me for wild-passionate sex, they want me as their soul mate; their wife, friend and life companion. To these men I am the ultimate woman.
Once again, who knew?
Like I said, at 55 years old, I thought my dating life was over; I mean I am married. Nope, these men don’t care. They want to take me away from my hum-drum life. Travel, the theatre, the sky is the limit as to what these men want to shower upon me.
Their ages range from 35 to 70. I feel that it must be destiny that I cheat on my husband. I delete these emails, put them in my junk file and never answer them. They keep coming back; it must be fate.
I get emails from all the usual dating sites, and some that I have never heard of before. How some of these sites know that I’m overweight is beyond me. They know though. They must, because I get emails describing in detail how beautiful my big body is and that I have hundreds of men just waiting in line for my BIG, BEAUTIFUL BODY; and mind of course.
Hell, even God knows who is right for me on the dating circuit.
There are websites out there that profess that God knows who the right person for me is. It doesn’t matter that I’m a married women, HE knows what's best. How this is possible, I just don’t know, but it must be true; I received an email all about it.
We all know that Emails don’t lie.
My husband and I were watching TV the other night and there had to be ten different dating sites advertised during a three hour span.
Now mind you, the women in these advertisements look nothing like me; all cute little women in skimpy black dresses and perky bodies. I’m surprised that the men would want those women. I mean, I thought they all wanted me.
Apparently, THOSE women look better in the ads; but I know the men only have eyes for me.
My fear through all of this is; do I stay faithful to my husband of 26 years even though all these men seem to want and need me, or do I stay right where I am; knowing that I am depriving so many. It is a great responsibility knowing that so many men want only one thing in life; and that’s to be with me.
They do, they must; emails wouldn’t lie.
I ask again, how in the world am I supposed to stay faithful with all this going on around me? It’s ridiculous to think that at my age, I could be the next great sex symbol. Who knew?
Move over Kim, here comes Nancy!
Have any of you seen the commercials for the phone number to call if you want to spend a great Friday night in, talking to singles in your own neighborhood? Well, the women who are calling these numbers are sexy ladies. Tight pants, low cut blouses showing their ample breasts pushing out of there sweaters; fully made up face.
They look into the camera, shake their little butts and whisper oh so sexily, ‘CALL ME, I’M HERE FOR YOU”. Why do they need to dress like that for a phone conversation? That’s one aspect of the whole phone sex deal that I just don’t get.
One of these days I need to call that number. Guaranteed it’s a little old man sitting in his boxers in a cubicle somewhere making ten bucks an hour pretending to be someone he isn’t.
Well, if these enticing emails don’t stop soon, I might have to make some very life-changing decisions. I mean really, who could pass up so many offers from such a variety of men; I’m only human after all.
Truth be told, maybe I’m not the only one receiving these emails….. Could it be that all of this is just an advertising ploy to get me to join their site? Could it really be true that I’m not the sought-after vixen that I was starting to believe I was? Does everyone else really receive these emails too? Are they just hoping to connect with someone who is so lonely or unhappy that they would believe everything that they receive?
Is that reality of it all that everyone gets the same crap day after day?
Wow, I think my bubble has just burst.
Hell, maybe emails do lie.
