Men Aren’t Sexy Until At Least 40

I’m not sure why. It seems that men start to miss the vigor of their youth at just about the same time they truly become sexy. I’m not saying I don’t appreciate the yummy eye candy appeal of a good-looking twenty something boy. I do. But they are no match for the true sex appeal of a man. The look and manners that can make my heart start to beat and my breathing quicken. Here’s my tribute to men over 40. (At least one of them. This turned out a little different than I had intended when I started writing. I hope you respect me in the morning!)

I see those worry lines around your eyes, they let me know you care enough to worry. I want to run my fingers over them and kiss all those worries away. I want to snuggle your head against my chest and hold you against me. You’ll want that too. You are old enough to appreciate being cared for. Old enough to take the time to appreciate it.

Your hands no longer have the plump softness of youth.  They are strong and experienced.  Your hands have cradled newborn babies, held the seat of a first two-wheeler, and hammered their fair share of nails.  How many tears have they wiped from sad eyes and how many backs have they patted?  Those hands know love.  They’ve lived it.  They’ve felt it.  They know how to pass it on.

It has been said that it takes 20 years to master anything that requires the use of your hands. You’ve had your years of experience. They know when to be slow and gentle and when to be hard and demanding. I want to hold your hands in mine and feel them caress my face. I want to feel them holding me tightly against you. I want to drift off the sleep with your confident experienced hands holding my body close to yours. You’ll want this too. Everyone knows it’s nice to be held. You’ve learned it’s nicer to hold someone you love.

Your mouth shows the sign of years worth of smiles. It has kissed numerous foreheads, on occasion downed a few too many beers, and it knows just how to kiss the back of an unsuspecting neck. Your mouth has created laughter and spoken words of encouragement. It’s also a mouth that has said terrible things. In all of this you have learned to apologize and ask for forgiveness. You can do it with the sincerity of someone who understands how words can hurt. I want to press my lips against yours. I want to kiss you until you can only remember the sweetest of my words and I can only remember the sweetest of yours. You will want this too. You’ve learned that some hungers never go away but there is a sweetness that can make them bearable.

By the time your forty, you understand how your body works. You are more interested in mine. You enjoy watching my body reacts to your touch just as much as the feeling when I touch yours. You appreciate knowing what I like. It doesn’t intimidate you. I want to tell you what I like. I want my body to respond to your touch. I want you to put me first and make me want you. You’ll be happy to do this. You know there is nothing sexier than making a woman want you.

So you may lament the soft lines on your face, or the gray in your hair, or the inevitable effect of gravity but men over 40 know how to love and they know how to let a woman love. That is sexy. Way more sexy than any twenty-year-old would understand. There is a big difference between learning to love and living love. Men over forty are starting to live love. In my book, that’s the chapter titled Sexy.