Day Twenty Six of 30

Just A Taste

He was right. Now that Aaron was in his fifties, he realized that his sexual prowess was not as strong as it used to be. Things were not the same as they were when he was in his twenties. Back then, women had the prize that men always wanted. They essentially had the power and sometimes wielded it stingily. But, he realized that life was much different now. Getting that nice piece of ass wasn’t as important as it used to be. And, if you were a single 45 and older male and knew how not to empower the “poonaney,” the balance of power would shift.  Women were not able to swing it around like a sword. But, in order for this to be true, men have to pay attention. It was not a game but a dance. He didn’t have to keep the rhythm but he had to know the basic steps.

Selfishness was a needed quality after a divorce. Aaron knew he had to take care of himself prior to taking care of anyone else, even his kids. He considered it a necessary sort of evil. It allowed him to mature and heal quicker than he thought. Aaron understood how people got injured or killed during or after a traumatic divorce. The hate, hostility and rejection could trigger violence which neither party had ever experienced with one another. Especially if one was spinning out of control. Aaron’s village didn’t allow him to head down that road. They kept him busy.

Devon finished his beer. The men hugged and left the bar.  Aaron rushed home to take his time to call Sherri. As he smiled on the drive home, that yin and yang made absolutely no sense to him.