I’m Gay, or at Least I Think I Am

Introducing Mike Browne…
Mike Browne was not one to frequent bars, especially bars like this one, but a lot had changed in the last few years for this 57 year old insurance agent.
His daughters had both graduated from college and were married, and as he settled into the life of an empty-nester with his wife, it became more and more difficult to keep living a lie. It was a lie that he had managed to live for the 30 years of his marriage, but when he finally came to grips with the fact that while he liked and admired his wife, he didn’t love her. Not the way she deserved to be loved.
“I’m gay, or at least I think I am. Probably always have been,” Mike told Emma one night, and his wife’s response was not what he expected.
“Oh,” Emma said softly. “I always suspected as much.”
As it turned out, Emma had a secret of her own.
“I’ve had several affairs of my own over the years,” Emma admitted. “I guess I didn’t consider it cheating since the affairs were with other women.”
Mike Browne hadn’t really been with another man since college, but the yearning had never left him. It had gotten worse when their daughters had been dating, because Mike would find himself lusting after their boyfriends.
With these revelations that Mike and Emma shared, their split was amicable and quick, with none of the bad-mouthing and ill feelings that often accompanied divorces. Now Mike was on his own, free to do whatever he wanted.
Mike was in good shape for a guy nearing 60, and while he was raring to make up for lost time, it wasn’t easy to make the adjustment. Furthermore, Mike soon discovered that he wasn’t attracted to men of his generation, finding himself drawn more to college age...