The Victim

The victim I was in my fifties when women found me desirable and I became a victim of their lust. The wife of a friend of mine came in as I came out of the bathroom starkers. I'm a moral person, but this was a situation unavoidable so we ended up in bed until she fainted. Women talk, I got a call from a woman who had a swimming pool in the back yard, I drove there, but she wanted more and more she got until she exhausted fell asleep. I drove home, and my old girlfriend was outside my house she was drunk, wanted more wine, I gave it to her, and she demanded sex, happily she fell asleep when she awoke she thought we had had sex, she had a shower and wanted white wine before driving home kissing me warmly asked me if she was good in bed reassured her she was the best. It was as my sex life had reached a crescendo, a heart surgery stabilized my emotional life, I should have taken the women to court, I had only wanted to be friendly and they used my goodness to their vantage, but it is too late but I can complain to ME TOO movement