She was a real handful

When I first met my ex she was a real handful. Sexually adventurous, flirtatious, tactile and insatiable she kept me well busy in the bedroom and well satisfied. I remember when I first saw her. She was with her sister, another good looker and I later learned just as sexually voracious as her sibling, sitting outside a trendy wine bar in the city. I was there on business and dressed like a real boring banker type, though I actually worked in property development. In contrast she was hot. She wore a see through blouse with a sexy bra underneath. It was tucked into some skin tight leather pants and her outfit was completed by a pair of black stiletto heeled shoes. With her legs crossed and leaning back in the wicker chair as she sipped a chilled glass of Chardonnay she looked super cool, sophisticated and very sexy. I wanted her.

So what happened to us that made it all turn sour? Granted it is difficult to keep alive the spark of passion when you have been together fifteen years, especially when you never spend any time apart but still, shouldn’t love sustain the fire all by itself?

After my incredible liaison with Helene there had been few moments that could match up. Most of the girls are dated weren’t on the same wavelength as me or they were interested in playing happy families which I certainly was not. My ex, Jill, was of the same mind-set. For her it was all about career, travel and adventures.

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