MULTIMILLIONAIRE, BRAD PITT LOOK-ALIKE, HUNG LIKE A ... Well, ladies, now that I got your attention, here's the real deal: I’m white 6’4” 225#. Recently became a non-smoker (Now I need something else to keep me out of breath) – drink in moderation. No drugs (subject to random tests for my job). Age 59, look 49, think 39. Reaably fit and healthy. I think that it’s reaable to describe myself as intelligent, literate and articulate. I’m casual but clean cut and well-groomed. (I clean up pretty well, if I do say so myself.) I have a good sense of humor, and appreciate the same in people around me. I’m D/D free (never had any STD) and had a vasectomy years ago. Sexually, I'm pretty open - anything that turns on my partner is interesting to me if it doesn't involve ren, animals or sandpaper! (If you're not really sure what turns you on, we could go on our own discovery tour. Want to make it my mission “to go where no man has gone before”?) My biggest turn-on is watching my partner get turned on. (Don’t be too quick to write that off as some “Sensitive Guy” B.S. I just have a good understanding of the concept of “enlightened self-interest”; the sex is naturally better when your partner is writhing and moaning!) If you’re younger, don’t let the years be an issue before we can correspond / talk / meet. They are really just the foundation for more experience. I'm coming to the end of a long marriage - took a while to acknowledge that it wasn't working. Now living with my Golden Retriever (a smart blonde?) Real high marks on affection, loyalty and companionship – comes up short on stimulating conversation though (and women leave less hair in the pool filter). I’m not going to obsess over the end of a marriage, but I'm not ready to sign myself up to be somebody's "soulmate". I do want some kind of a relationship though. I'm not ready become a hermit and live without any companionship or intimacy (nor to declare my dick “retired”). It would be disingenuous to describe myself as “lonely”, since I’m pretty comfortable with my own company. In fact there are a lot of things that I rather enjoy doing by myself, even though some women find this a bit disconcerting. (NO!! Sex is NOT one of the things I enjoy more by myself! LOL!) I wouldn’t be “ditching” you if I occasionally wanted to go off and do my own thing, so jealousy or possessiveness could be a problem I like my get-away weekends. The solo trips are fun, and I get to make my own plans and agenda. But a good companion could add a lot. Like the idea of get-away weekends for non-stop sex? (OK, ok ... we can stop occasionally for food - order from room service if neither of us can walk - LOL!) I work in my own small consulting company - engineering and flight test work on aircraft systems (I’m a post-grad engineer and licensed pilot – ex-Navy pilot) and travel considerably, mostly in Norway, but over the rest of northern Europe too. Hobbies and interest? Well, one that’s a bit different; I fly sailplanes in competitions. I also have an old motorcycle that’s still reliable enough for weekend rides. I’m a reaably competent sailor and enjoy fishing and diving too.

Ma personne idéale : Ideal Person? … Well, that one really puts me on the spot. I’ve had some great times with robust, Amazon-like women who were tall enough to screw standing up (… and I’m about 6’4”) … but also immensely enjoyed petite little women who I could pick up with one hand. Classic Scandinavian blonde beauties can turn my head … but so can Asian women with their exotic features and beautiful black hair. It’s impossible not to enjoy liaisons with a mature sexually-experienced woman … but I’ve had some really erotic adventures with young, naïve women who let me show them things they had never experienced before (that’s where enthusiasm trumps experience every time!). So, I guess I don’t know what the hell my “Ideal” is.

The things I like about women could go on for pages! I like the softness of a womanÂ’s skin, the feel of her hair. I like the scent of a woman and the sound of a womanÂ’s voice. I like the feel of her touch. I like the soft and round parts Â… the pink and slippery parts Â… Well, IÂ’m sure you get the idea.

The imaginary ideal would include some agreeable proportion of several attributes:

A SENSE OF HUMOR – a MUST! If your sense of humor is a bit salty at times … so much the better.

INTELLECT – yes, you should have one. Unless you give great head! (LOL – A joke on the male stereotype – but with your sense of humor and intellect – you had already figured that out.)

I’ll hope that you’re not put off by my discussion of intellect. You don’t really need a PhD (or even a high school diploma, for that matter) to keep me interested. I discovered a long time ago that education and intelligence are NOT the same thing. But I would like to be able to talk to you. (“Oh wow!” is not much of a conversational response)

SEXUALITY – must be an open, uninhibited and enthusiastic sexual partner (ever made love on horseback? - - I have). This implies that somewhere about 50% of the time, it should be YOU who initiates our sexual encounters.

APPEARANCE – easy on the eyes. You must have enough self-esteem to take care of yourself. I don’t want a beauty queen (maintenance is too high), don’t need a trophy date – but I want to be able to enjoy looking at you … dressed or undressed ... and your self-image must be healthy enough for you to enjoy it when I do.

HEALTH – must be D/D free, and emotionally stable. Bi-Sexual is OK - Bi-polar is NOT. (When I was about 17, my father gave me some great advice: “Never sleep with anyone crazier than yourself.” It took another 20 years for the meaning of that to sink in!)

CHARM – That’s a pretty hard attribute to define. I guess because it’s the product of several others (wit, self-confidence, humor, etc.). The metric for “charm” is pretty simple though … if people enjoy your company – you have it! The “charm” should work in any setting from a fishing trip to an embassy reception. I would enjoy your company more if you have some sense of adventure yourself. There are a lot of places to go and things to do that just seem to loose something doing them by yourself (Mmmm … does sex come to mind there too?)

I guess that all describes a happy, easy-going chick whoÂ’s fun to be with and easy to relax with.

Free to travel, a big plus. More hair on your chest than mine, a big minus. Please … no drama-queens, “pros”, bimbos or gold-diggers. (I’m big-hearted and generous, but I won’t let my generosity be driven by somebody else’s agenda. I’ve tried that; it doesn’t work. Might sound a bit arrogant, but chicks who have thought that they were just going to “play” me generally haven’t proven themselves smart enough to be able to carry it off.)

Don't want to finish this part on a negative note, so just consider that it might be YOU who turns out to be my ideal.

Quels sont vos chanteurs ou groupes préférés ?:
Siri Svale Band (a Norwegian female jazz vocalist), BloosSweat
& Tears, Eva Cassidy, Norah Jones

Parlez de l'un de vos fantasmes préférés. Lâchez-vous !:
Does an experience still count as a fantasy if you have made
it come true? Mine did on a trip to Europe, with my girlfriend
at the time. We were on a flight from Los Angeles to London.
Luckily the company’s travel policy let us travel Business
Class on flights over five hours. L.A. to London was about
10. If it weren’t for that we wouldn’t have had the room or
the privacy to do what we did. Departure was delayed about
five hours, so we didn’t get off the ground till about 10
pm. The airline had booked most of the delayed passengers
on other flights, so the Business Class section was nearly
empty. (We were stuck with that flight since my girlfriend
was traveling on my frequent flyer miles.) We took the last
row of window seats in the back of the cabin. Due to the late
hour, they served dinner shortly after takeoff, then dimmed
the cabin lights as soon as the meal service was complete.
Donna and I were fooling around – just groping each other
under the blankets, but were separated by a console between
the seats. The flight attendant was pretty savvy – she knew
what we were up to. She came up and released a hidden catch
that let her remove the console “ … so we could be more comfortable”.
That was when Donna’s plan became a lot more bold. She went
forward to the lavatory, and came back with her bra and panties
in her purse. Just wearing a pleated skirt and cashmere
sweater. The little tents that her nipples made in the sweater
sure got some admiring glances from some of the other male
passengers. In the darkened cabin, I never expected that
we would accomplish anything other than to make each other
horny as hell by the time we got to the hotel in London. Since
it had been a few weeks since we had been together, it was
predictable that things would get out of hand pretty quickly.
We did it under the blankets back-to-belly, and became
bona fide members of the “Mile High Club” (does it become
the “Six Mile High Club” at 35, 000 feet?) (Actually, there
was a lot more to it than I’ve described here. If erotic e-mail
is one of your turn-ons, let me know and I’ll tell you – as
Paul Harvey said – “The rest of the story”.)

Quels types d'activités sexuelles vous excitent?:
Donner le sexe oral, Recevoir le sexe oral, Le sexe anal, Jouets (vibrateurs/godemichés/etc.), Masturbation mutuelle, Participer dans une photographie érotique, Voyeurisme, Making my partner squirm

Avez-vous déjà fantasmé sur une célébrité ? Qui ? Qu'est-ce qui vous excitait ?:
Celebrities are just the people whose entry into re-hab
makes the six o'clock news. The one that I'm with
is the only celebrity that matters. (That said, I'd
jump at the chance to "do" Lindsay Lohan - AFTER
she got a lobotomy.)

Avez-vous déjà fait du cybersexe  ?:
J’ai essayé, mais ce n’est vraiment pas la même chose.

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