Midlife Erotica

Midlife Erotica

The Men in my Life

and what they said to me

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Miss Dawson
Feb 01, 2026
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I’ve had an epiphany.
Like a cosmic ray piercing my brain (some people call it a “download”).

So I’m starting a new series only for premium subscribers 😁

“HE TOLD ME”

If I haven’t said it enough times 🙄 I’m going through a personal transformation that started a few years ago. Don’t panic - it doesn’t have to be that long if you’re going through something similar. This is just how it has unfolded for me.

My life went upside down in 2017.
Then again in 2020 (we probably share that one).
Then again in 2022.
And again in 2024.

I’m not even joking.

But this is it. It’s 2026. And things are finally starting to come back together.

And one thing I’ve realized is this:

My life revolves around men.

Yes.

It was the year 1999...

Looking back: my favourite teachers were men, my co-workers were men, my bosses were men, my bandmates were men… my subscribers now are men, my astrologer, my mentor... men.

And I honestly think my energy attracts men.

No, wait. Stop the dirty thoughts. Not in that way (only 😉).

I’m talking about “energetic attraction”.

And I can prove it.

How? Don’t be impatient, in a separate post coming up.

I’m going to start sharing (anonymously) the stories men have confided in me over the years. I have so many. And I realize how, without them knowing, their stories could help so many other people… but most men never share these things.

So I’ll do it for them.

And I’ll start with one of mine.


Back in November, I met an old boyfriend. I was 25 when we dated. He was 32.

After 25 years without seeing each other, he opened up to me in a way that shocked me.

Before meeting in person, we spoke on the phone for nearly two hours and laughed a lot. He makes me laugh and that’s a turn-on by the way. FYI.

When we met, it honestly felt like no time had passed. Within half an hour, we were back in that familiar dynamic: best friends, interested in each other, listening, caring.

He still looked at me “that way.”
He was the only man who has ever looked at me “that way”.

After a few tapas (we were in Spain, of course), he started opening up.

He told me his current partner of almost 20 years reminds him of me. Even his family had told him that when he first started dating her.

And then he said it.

“But we haven’t had sex in almost ten years.”

I nearly spat my martini.

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