The
Viagra Martini
As
always insight comes to me in the latest hour of the evening.
This evening I was with a few of my older gentlemen friends.
I refer to them as the Cougar Club; yes there are male
cougars as well as female. This Cougar Club consisted
of 4 men over the age of 50, that loved to hunt the younger
woman. By 'younger' I am referring to woman over the age
of 30 but younger than themselves. Somehow I had developed
a hilarious friendship with this club, and they had decided
that they were going to teach me all they knew about men,
woman and sex.
The
Cougar Club was quite the assortment of men, a bit of
a rat pack. At least, they would like to think so. But
one thing we all had in common was our love for a good
martini. This evening’s tutorial started off with
us trying a new martini that I just had to order because
of the name, the Viagra Martini. This martini was true
to its name and when it arrived it was very blue just
like the pill. As we sampled this unique martini, we were
all impressed. The Viagra was smooth and strong, just
the way the cougars liked it. This martini is a mixture
of vodka, orange vodka, lemon vodka and orange liqueur
combined with cranberry juice and a splash of lime. This
martini revs you up and gets you going. The Viagra is
not sweet; it is more on the tart side, and as I sipped
it I realized that the cougars were on the prowl this
evening for something tart to take home.
The
Cougars are all wonderful men with hearts of gold, but
they are true Casanovas. They love woman, all kinds of
woman. It does not matter the shape, size, hair color-
they love them all. They are also so incredibly smooth.
I just sit back and watch them work the woman and in no
time they have joined a table or have some woman’s
number. I am a great addition to this club because they
introduce me as one of their daughters; it is usually
my birthday or I am recovering from some kind of crisis,
and they are taking me out to cheer me up. The women love
this stuff and I am sworn to go along with what ever the
story is for the evening. This evening I thought it would
be rather fitting to kick start the night with a little
Viagra to get the cougars off and going. Of course they
all tried to deny that they had ever used the blue pill,
but I knew better. After supplying a few more martinis
the Cougars reluctantly admitted that they had all tried
the blue pill. A few of the men were bigger fans than
others,but one by one they all started to tell me the
perks of Viagra.
One
gentleman was Viagra’s biggest fan; he raved about
the longevity, and the stamina.
“But
it was more the confidence that he could keep up with
the younger woman.”
The Cougars were
all men that believed in the pleasing of a woman and prided
themselves on being exceptional lovers, so I was concerned
that they were all so fixated on having the long lasting
hard on. If they were true Casanovas and great lovers,
why did they need the little blue pill?
