I am a healthy 71 year old guy with far too much left in the tank to be put out to pasture. I have a fruitful mind and imagination, and you'll find me able to converse on a broad range of subjects. I received an excellent education at what many call The Harvard of the South, Millsaps College in Jackson, MS. Now ladies, I am not talking about moving in, and I don't want to change your life, as the song goes. You mature ladies have earned your freedom, and if you are anything like me, you are not about to give it up. I have a hopelessly sensuous nature that demands to be fed some hot spices to flourish. I enjoy very much the company of an intelligent woman for everything from a simple dinner, wine and conversation to sweet cuddle time to just downright messy-nasty. I'm generally quietly polite in a public setting, but I talk a lot when stimulated by good company. If you need a type "A" guy, you should probably look elsewhere. I am not Sir Galahad, dashing in from stage right, sword drawn and proclaiming loudly of his studly attributes. I'm a slow burn, like the hypnotizing glowing coals in your grandma's fireplace. I have not paid good money to come here and wank over somebody's hot video. Most of the time, I don't even look at that. I could do that on Pornhub for free. I much prefer to make my own porn, symbolically speaking, with imagery and passion and deep, soul-satisfying desire. One of the most beautiful things in the world is a lover with sleepy eyes, flushed cheeks and a satisfied smile. My field of view is rather narrow. I'm picky in my own way. I need to be, and so do you m'lady, whoever you are. Bodily perfection isn't what I mean by picky. I'm nowhere near that myself, but I do not need to wear suspenders and wear my pants up over my belly button to make them stay on, either. My pickiness is about outlook, attitude and specific desires.

My Ideal Person An ideal, you say. Ideals are just that, ideals. Reality often intervenes and interjects itself rudely into the fantasy. Nevertheless, fantasies can sometimes become delicious realities, so here goes: You are fiercely independent. You aren't looking necessarily for your forever live happily ever after man, because you want to explore your own sexuality with variety and daring-do. Yet you still need someone a bit more special. The one who cuddles with you warmly and means it, the one for whom foreplay is an art form You might be bi. Your basic nature is submissive, but you've got a healthy portion of the exhibitionist or naughty little dominant one in you. You like dirty talk in the sack--en medias res, not as a review. So there it is. My ideal. My sweet and sensual lover and naughty little slut all rolled into one.
BTW, while i'm at let me direct a few words at the 30-40 something escorts from places far and wide, or the fake ones with the one beautiful photo and not much else: Please leave me the fuck alone. I will trap you in your own bullshit and report you. There are plenty of mediums by which you can practice your craft or your scams without you trying to fuck this one up. Thank you, and have a miserable day.