I was a happily married man for nearly 50 years. After my wife passed away, I knew there would never be another woman in my life. I had no interest in meeting new people and had even less intimate interest in those women I already knew. Although I was out of options for partners, I still had a healthy sex drive.
That’s when I started watching porn. It didn’t feel wrong or disrespectful to my wife. It satisfied a need I had, and I’m not ashamed of it. Most of the material I came across was rather repulsive. To me, at least. I’m not a hardcore guy. My wife and I had a loving relationship and being sensual was the only way we made love. When I found out I could relax with a bathing beauty; I knew I had found exactly what I’d been looking for. It’s not raunchy or dirty in any way, but erotic enough to satisfy me every time. It’s the perfect anecdote for growing sexual frustration.