Enjoying Life ~Sexual Joy It's hard to be an old man~

Despite the subtitle "enjoying sex", the fact that it lists hardship stories means that it is not easy for an old man to enjoy sex.

It goes without saying that the all-purpose tool that solves the various events listed at once is "money".
 

6 Chabanjo

"I have a dream that I want to make come true, so I'm looking for an adult man who will support me for the long term."

It is exactly a patron recruitment advertisement.

In the Middle Ages, would there really be a benefactor willing to make such a long-term investment without expecting such a return?

Every time I saw this kind of profile, I was skeptical.

In addition to the above sentences, if it is added that "I do not want an adult relationship" etc., it is already ridiculous.

"Tell your parents ..." I say without thinking.

Come to think of it, "Sugar Daddy" has this kind of profile, is that really a template?

more than you think.

It seems that it is easy for women to enter because the threshold is low.

I recommend Yukichi to those who are looking for Type A in dating clubs, but I don't think most men in the world would have the chance to plunge into such a good story.

No matter how much money is left over, no one scatters Yukichi on the side of the road.

I think gold should be used as a card when you can expect some kind of return.

I posted a "meal invitation" on the bulletin board in "Sugar Daddy" only once.

I think it was roughly like this: "On the day of the day, at the time of Shinjuku, we will guarantee the cost of an Italian car."

I don't want you to say, ``You always suggest Italian food.'' It's the same argument as using kneaded bait for carp fishing.

Well, right after I posted it, I got a lot of messages, and it came so fast that I couldn't keep up with the replies.

From among them, we carefully eliminated the incidental women, and finally the one who remained was "Entertainment: Mr. R".

She is a former race queen and is still continuing her entertainment activities. I decided to meet with R.

I deleted the bulletin board just before that, and politely declined the substitutes who had already received messages.
 

7 former race queens

On the day of the event, we met in front of the restaurant where we had made a reservation, but Mr. R, who arrived early, had already entered the restaurant.

Arriving late, I was guided to a seat by the clerk, where I met Mr. R.

She was certainly a beautiful woman, and it is true that she was a former race queen, and she answered all the circuit names that we put out correctly.

It's from the top of the clothes, but the style certainly looks good.

I was convinced that this was a hit, I complimented him on his hair, complimented him on his taste in clothes, and tried to be a gentleman, enjoying the conversation.

Continuing the relationship, next time I'll definitely have a more mature relationship... I acted like a gentleman from start to finish, and I even bought him a present on the way home and left that day. .

The next day, I put in a probing message on the exchanged LINE, thank you for yesterday + next time.

After several rambling conversations, we succeeded in forming a consensus that the next time we would be adults.

The problem is the amount.

She suggested XNUMX.

"XNUMX? Isn't that reasonable?"

But she is 29 years old.

It was honestly a lot more expensive than I expected.

she said

"I was 5 with the person I was dating before, XNUMX if it's difficult..."

High, high.

At least it feels taller.

To be honest, I would compare it to customs.

If it is customs, you can own a high-level woman with XNUMX to XNUMX, but for a limited time.

However, in the case of her, the total cost will easily exceed XNUMX, including the meal and hotel charges.

It's no more, I hate to say it, but it's disproportionately expensive.

I can't blame Mr. R because the product is only the product and there is no right price, but there is nothing as long as the market view does not match.

Thus, I was forced to send a message of refusal to her, but the nuance is difficult.

In desperation, I sent a refusal message in English as a last resort.

Predictably she expressed her displeasure and the relationship ended there.

Should I have tried it with XNUMX?I still don't know.
 

8 In Case of Less than Chahanjo ~Bittersweet Memories of the Debut Match~

It's already fading into memory, but let's remember my debut match.

I fearfully sent a message to Mr. N, who had decided on a photo, and made an appointment for a meal.

The person who met me at Shinjuku Station was a beautiful, petite woman who looked exactly like the photo.

I was a beginner who took the courage to take you to a restaurant on the top floor of a skyscraper, but from the beginning of the meal I was filled with a sense of incongruity.

First of all, Mr. N didn't make eye contact with me.

And Mr. N started fiddling with his smartphone.

Now that I think about it, that old man is also a old man, but what kind of reaction should I take when someone asks me, "What is this guy, disgusting?"

Ms. N was certainly a beauty, but I felt keenly that her personality was quite bad.

Or maybe he was under the stress of his daily life and thought that I would be forgiven if I let him down?
　
Also, Mr. N worked at a restaurant and tried to test the staff of the restaurant.

When the after-meal tea was served, she suddenly asked the staff, "Can I have some milk?"

Milk was brought in after a while, but it was in a glass.

She looked at it with a cold, ironic look.

“Normally, if you put milk in tea, you put it in a small cup, right?”

threw up.

I see.If the staff were a little more considerate, they might have done so.

But the store staff couldn't do that.

As someone who works in the same food and beverage industry, he ridiculed it.

Well, I don't understand emotionally, but what kind of reaction should I take to share it?

For Mr. N, the fact that others are inferior to him may be the most self-affirmation.

Is it a so-called mounting act?

However, there are no people who feel comfortable being shown such an act in front of them.

Like most Japanese people, I got away with it, but then I remembered it and my anger boiled over.

After experiencing it, I thought, ``That was nothing more than a chahanjo.''