I love Massachusetts. Once you get to the western part of the state it’s all districts, giving it a big city feel because everything’s there, with small town quiet because it’s all spread out. My husband thinks he’s a big honcho in these parts, but really, he’s just lucky. He inherited his father’s furniture store, and makes very good money. And he likes to feel important, so he’s always out doing this or that community charity event. Keeps him busy, I say. Leaves me time to pursue my happiness. I found happiness on Easydater. So many young men in the area want to sleep with older, more experienced women like me. They think ‘cougars’ are the walking talking Kama Sutra, and sex with us will surely lead to making them better lovers for their younger girlfriends. They’re right, we will make them better lovers. I’ve educated about twenty young men in my area so far! The one I’ll always remember is Steve. He’s a rich boy, and meeting women like me is his idea of ‘walking on the wild side’. He used his money to wine and dine me, and when we went to the fancy hotel room he rented there were two dozen red roses waiting for me. He had moves, that boy. After dancing me around the room he led me to the bed and asked me if he could undress me. I let him, and told him he should kiss each part of my body as the clothes fell away. I was enjoying all the attention when all that remained was my thong. ‘Lick me there like you kiss my mouth,’ was all the instruction I gave him. Steve was an A student. I came and came again before he stopped. I asked him if he thought he could handle me sucking his cock, and he promised that he’d be able to fuck me no matter what happened. That’s what I like about younger men, they can do it over and over again. And Steve had that kind of energy. He held back while I sucked his thick well-hung prick. I could almost deep-throat him, but when I tried too many times he pulled back and said that I was making him cum. I let him shoot in my mouth, and he stayed as hard as when we started. We fucked for hours, and when I left he insisted I let him see me again. I don’t usually see Easydater guys too often, but I think I can make an exception for Steve.