“Dear Dr. Kim”

“Dear Dr. Kim,

“My wife, 64, is a kind woman but never enjoyed sex. To her, it was an unpleasant task, necessary for procreating. Once our children — now 34 and 32 — had been born, our sex life disappeared to nothing.

“I love my wife, and we get along as friends, so I accepted this as my lot in life. But I missed intimacy and feeling loved, the warmth of a woman’s body against mine.

“Then I met a much younger woman (31) at a work conference. At first, I couldn’t believe a beautiful young woman would be interested in an old man like me (I’m 64), and we began a passionate affair.

“The love-making is so incredible that I’m desperate to leave home and marry my lover — but I’m old enough to be her father. Despite being 30 years my junior, she has taught me so much about sex — positions I’d never imagined trying, using sex toys and talking dirty.  These are things my wife wouldn’t have dreamed of doing and I can’t get enough of it.

“We have been sleeping together for almost a year. After three decades without a sex life, I am finally feeling fulfilled. 

“I thought she was scamming me or using me for money. But she said she found my intellect a huge turn-on.

“I am sure my wife suspects that I am having an affair but I don’t think she cares.

“Would it be wrong of me to leave her and seek some happiness with my lover?”

— Drowning In Sex

Dear Drowning,

Yes, it would, and here’s why.

From what I can see, what’s holding you and Miss Hotty Totty together is lust and (in her case) being with someone more mature than the snowflakes of her own age group.  This is not altogether a Bad Thing, of course (many relationships are based on far flimsier a foundation), but there are some realities you need to face.

In a couple-three years’ time, your dick is going to stop working.  Not your fault, it’s just a sad consequence of male physiology.  You can pop the Blessed Woody Pill all you want, but after a while it too will no longer be able to coax any interest from your drooping phallus, and you’ll be left with Custer’s Last Stand, so to speak.

In ten years’ time, you’ll be 74 — and if you’re like most other men, decrepitude will have set in, your brain will start to slow and you’ll be spending most of your time shouting at seagulls.

At this point in time, Miss Hotty Totty will be 40.  Here’s a sample picture of a 40-year-old woman:

That’s actress Ruth Wilson.  Do you think a woman like that will be wanting to push you around in a wheelchair for the next five or so years?  And that’s not even the worst part;  this is:

Ruth Wilson ‘thinks about having a baby every day’.

Yup.  Unless Miss Hotty Totty has already popped a sprog or two (you didn’t say, but I’m guessing not), her little breeding clock is going to start clanging in her ears (and therefore yours too) like the bells of St. Mary’s.  Do you really want to be a daddy again at age 67?

Okay, here’s my advice.

  1. Get a vasectomy, ASAP.  Wank at least once a day for a week (to flush the remaining swimmers out of the tubes) before resumption of the extramarital bonking.
  2. Keep things going with Miss Hotty Totty and bonk away till your dick fails.
  3. Try to be discreet about the bonking, and keep this from your wife.  I suspect that as long as you don’t throw it in her face, she’ll deal with it, as women so often seem to do.
  4. Accept that your May-November relationship is only a temporary (albeit fine) thing.  Be a grownup.
  5. If Miss Hotty Totty starts making noises about a “family”, tell her about the vasectomy.

Do all those things, and when it all ends, as it will, at least it won’t end catastrophically.  Unless your wife stabs you to death.

Reminder and RFI

As you all will recall, I canceled my PayPal and Venmo accounts because reasons, but of course that means that I can’t get any electronic payments from supportive Readers through that medium anymore.

I know it’s a PITA to write checks, but until I set up an alternative, please send donations via that medium at the Sooper-Seekrit mailing address (6009 W. Parker Rd, Ste 149-141, Plano TX 75093) until I set up another electronic payment method.  In the interim, rather than sending monthly donations by check (as many of you do), please consider using Patreon instead in the meantime.

Which brings me to the RFI:  if not PayPal/Venmo, then who?

Suggestions please, in Comments.

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Rock, Meet Hard Place

Via Reader Mike L. I get this bit of news:

In Missouri, where abortion is illegal, Planned Parenthood sees surge in vasectomies

Doesn’t surprise me.

I had mine done in 1997, some time after my 43rd birthday, and have never looked back.  Frankly, I think that any man who doesn’t have it done by age 45 is asking for trouble, whether or not abortion is legal.  (If your Missus has had her tubes tied or her factory is otherwise disabled, then fine — but be aware that as long as the little swimmers are still there, you can still become a Daddy regardless of the recipient thereof.  I shudder just at the thought.)

And let’s not forget that nowadays you can be stuck with child support payments even if you’re not the daddy — but having had your tubes tied, such an eventuality is highly unlikely if not impossible.

I must admit that back in the times when I did this kind of thing on an ad-hoc basis, it was a real comfort to know that the old production pole had been turned into a joystick.

“Dear Dr. Kim”

“Dear Dr. Kim:

“I thought my girlfriend was joking about her wish to become a ‘crazy cat lady’ but now I’m not so sure she was joking. We’ve been together for three years and moved in together one year ago. At that point, she already had two cats, and we’d specifically looked for a place where pets would be allowed.

“Things started to get stressful when she brought home two additional cats without discussing it with me first. This was initially supposed to be a short-term foster situation, whereby she would nurse the felines back to health before finding them permanent owners. However, six months on and they’re still there.

“Having four cats in the house took ‘a lot of adjusting’, and I did try to tell my girlfriend how she really should have spoken with me about her decision first. However, she became defensive and didn’t appear to see my point.

“Around one month ago, my girlfriend brought home a fifth cat, again without asking me whether this would be okay.  Now she plans to take in a sixth cat, and I feel I’ve reached my limit.

“What can I do?”

— Surrounded By Cats

Dear Pussywhipped:

You spineless piece of shit.  This has got fuck-all to do with caring for animals.  This is really about her controlling your life and not giving a shit about you, and you enabling this behavior.

So she wants to be a “crazy cat lady”?  Grant her her wish, and get the fuck away from her — far away.  Or you can stay until the cat collection grows to twenty, or thirty, all the while asking her, “O please my lady, may I have another?”

I don’t know, but I’ll bet your sex life is terrible, too.

Grow some balls, and find yourself some better pussy.

— Dr. Kim


In case you’re wondering, this may be a true story.

“Dear Dr. Kim”

“Dear Dr Kim:

“Walked into one of my local Merchants Of Death recently. On the wall they had one of the Enfield Mark IV’s you listed in your blog the other day.

“Asked the counter guy if I could walk back there and handle it. His response was yes, and he went with me.

As he watched me handle the ABSOLUTELY buttery smooth action and the beautiful peep site, he said,
“You know the only problem with that?” to which my response was
“.303 ammo” and he nodded his head.
To which I responded:
“I have an Ishapore Enfield in .308, and I love historical firearms.”
He said, “I’d rather have the Ishapore than the Mark IV”. (I’m assuming because of ammo.)

“I don’t have a point. I didn’t walk out with the Mark IV because of $$$$.

“I just wanted to say:

“Fuck the ATF, Fuck the Tax man, Fuck anyone who makes such a wonderful piece unaffordable, Fuck the ammo manufacturers. Basically Fuck Anyone who makes it impossible for me to own such a wonderful piece of history.

“And Fuck You Dr. Kim for letting me know such things exist and now I can no longer live in ignorance.

“And I guess Fuck Me for being too poor to play in the game.”

— Frustrated in Boise.

Dear Frus,

That’s the most interesting request for a loan I’ve ever had.

— Dr Kim

“Dear Dr. Kim”

“Dear Dr. Kim:

“I sometimes hear Brits say, ‘It’s gone pear-shaped’ when a situation has taken a turn for the worse.  What does that expression mean, exactly?”

–Puzzled Yank

Dear Puzzled:

Hell if I know.  Most of the time, Brits spout some meaningless gobbledegook at you and when you look at them quizzically, they act like you’re the stupid one — when in fact they’re just fucking up the language that they themselves are supposed to have invented. 

But to answer your question as best I can:  I think that “pear-shaped” has the opposite meaning of what you’re thinking.  Here’s my idea of pear-shaped: 

…and in no way, shape or form can this be regarded as A Bad Thing.  Hope this helps.

— Dr. Kim