This morning someone sent me an article from a well-respected journal on the difference between a fetish and kink. There were quotes from several sex experts one (who goes by the moniker)“Dirty Lola”’. This brought a smile to my face before I had even rubbed the sleep from my eyes and made my first cup of coffee. You see, I am sixty-six and on August 3rd I will be sixty-six and a half and I am the author of a weekly blog that has sex in the title. This fact is funny, shocking and totally surprising to me. Who knew that I would be writing a weekly blog with sex in the title in my sixties, me, the girl who sang in the choir at church and never missed a Sunday at Sunday school? I was a Brownie and a Girl Scout. I played the Virgin Mary at church one year for our church’s Christmas service. I went to a religious summer camp. One of my best friends’ was the daughter of my minister. I babysat the small children of his replacement. One of my good friends from high school lived directly across the street from my house and she told me that she saw me late at night sitting in a car with my boyfriend for hours before entering my front door. I didn’t want to ruin my reputation… I wasn’t in the car with my boyfriend. I was talking to my minister who had dropped me back to my home after babysitting his children. He was asking me questions about the race problems in our local high school and what I thought could be done to calm the situation and to help stop racial violence. Here is the sad fact of my teen years. When I entered college I had been kissed a total of six times, despite, the fact that I had met a lot of famous people, had traveled quite a bit, and I was considered to be somewhat attractive and I had been to two of Hugh Hefner’s infamous wild parties. Clint Eastwood had asked Hugh Hefner to invite me to a movie party at the mansion as his date. I didn’t go I had to go to high school the next day. Despite all of this, I was sickening sweet and this continued for most of my life.
This is why I am so thrilled, in some circles, at this point in my life, to be considered, a “sex expert”. I LOVE IT! AT LAST IN MY TOO SWEET, TOO, TWO GOODIE TWO SHOES’ LIFE … I AM NOW A SEX EXPERT!
Men and women now often tell me about their sex lives, the good, the bad and the non-existent. First, it probably is because I write a blog with sex in the title. Second, it is because I am 66 years old and yes, I have seen a lot of life. Third, I am well read, therefore, even if I haven’t experienced something, I have probably read about it. Fourth, I am empathetic. Life is difficult and I really don’t judge people. Listen, as Frank Sinatra once said in an interview, “Everything is okay if it get’s you through the night”. (My mother loved that Frank Sinatra phrase) Some people are having a lot of sex after sixty. Some are hoping for it. Some men and women are really enjoying their partners sexually. Some are involved with “friends with benefits” and get this …. more than once a week! Lots of people are deeply involved with erotica. Men in their 70’s enjoy sex and are planning on continuing their sex lives as they enter their 80’s. WOW this is interesting news. This makes me so proud that some of you have given me the privilege of learning about these special parts of your lives.
Remember how people used to say, “Life begins at 40?” Maybe times have changed? Maybe now because we living to be older and a lot of us are still relatively healthy, maybe now, maybe life begins at 60? Sex needn’t be over at sixty. Personally, I keep learning new things from all of you, my readers. I was afraid that life wouldn’t be as interesting in my senior years. Thanks to all of you it just keeps getting better and better and so very interesting. We are starting new careers. We are going back to finding our bliss. We are enjoying our family and our friends and yes, a lot of you are really enjoying sex in your 60’s and beyond.
Please keep writing me and sending me messages and telling me your secrets, your hopes, your wishes and your dreams. Tell me your problems and let me know what you want me to write about in the future. Ask me questions. Most of all thank you for reading my posts. So there is a lot to look forward to in our futures. Keep planning those romantic dinners, keep lighting those candles and keep that Champagne on ice. I might be over for dinner one of these days.
Until, next week …
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Will Hepburn
Sue Ellen, I read something today about people really living together as opposed to dying together, I assumed. Six years ago i got out of a marriage where we were on the road to dying together. Part the dying process was due to a mindset that I really didn’t want to do anything with the woman – didn’t enjoy her company, so we did less and less together. When I divorced, I decided I was going to say yes to everything unless I might end up in jail or a hospital by doing so.
Life (including sex) is so rich that my girlfriend and I giggle and say “if they kids only knew how much fun we are having they would think differently about getting older.”
A particularly sharp and witty friend the other day lamented his age, and one part of his comment was that “Mr. happy” no longer worked. I was encouraging him to ask his urologist about options for when “vitamin V” loses its effectiveness. I am like I’m 20 again with hormones back in balance (OK, 30 🙂 it surprised me that he was not more receptive to my suggestion when I realize that it takes two to tango. His wife, a PhD, and a real beauty in her day has one ailment or injury after after another and this fellow is as faithful as can be. But even if he were to get some of the new treatments out there, his wife is probably not a willing participant. That is really sad.
Someone once said, “Marriage (or domestic partnerships, I suppose) are like playing bridge. If you don’t have a good partner, you better have a good hand”
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