Back when I first got separated and started online dating, I was insulted if any younger man called me a COUGAR. In my mind, ‘cougar’ meant older woman in leopard-skin leotards, teased hair and fake nails that wouldn’t quit. I might be in my late thirties, but excuse me, I wasn’t desperate, skanky, OR a tacky dresser!
Now two years into my divorce, I must admit the term is growing on me. In part this stems from me being more confident in my skin - I feel capable, beautiful, and entitled to make my own choices (in the bedroom and in life). The more I think about the predator I’ve been compared to, the more I see it as a compliment. After all, she’s sleek, she’s powerful, she can take care of herself and her own needs, and gosh darnit, she purrrrrrs when she wants! (read more here)
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its definately sexy to hear!