Dee D. Matthews
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Dee D. Matthews

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I consider myself in Chapter 4 of my life. The first would be my youth when I was excited about life and would try anything once. That got me into some trouble but also is full of some of my greatest memories. Chapter 2 was about settling down, getting married, and having a couple of kids. After all the first are done, the first house, the first pregnancy, the first big fight over money, there wasn’t a whole lot to get excited about. Don’t get me wrong, I love my kids, and I loved my husband at the time, but when the boring days are the good ones, there isn’t a whole lot to get excited about. Chapter 3 was about the kids moving out and discovering that my husband and I didn’t fit together without them. We tried to rediscover what it was that drew us together in the first place, but whatever it was, was long gone. Everything was civil to the point of frightening. We both walked away from 20-plus years of shared life to be on our own. Frankly, I was scared. But I was also free to rediscover who I was. I invested in myself, used my gym membership daily rather than a few times a month, learned how to improve my look, changed my hair, got eye surgery, so I didn’t have to wear glasses, bought new clothes, and took classes on cooking, dancing and even an eight week class on stand up comedy. That is where I met Julie (not her real name) and discovered that my experimentation in same-sex lovemaking was just the tip of the iceberg when it came to really loving another woman or another person, for that matter. She is now the love of my life. We travel together, explore new things together and even help each other with writing our books. Because some of my books have rather detailed descriptions of intimate encounters in them, I don’t share my real name or picture. I don’t do public events under my pen name and don’t share any more details about my life other than this bio. Thank you for reading.
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