I had a dream 2 night ago about my first crush....I was totally besotted for ages with the most gorgeous man....
I was 18, he was 26. We worked in the same building. My job took me round various offices and I'd always stop and chat... we got on well, had a good laugh and joke, nothing more.....
Until in the local nightclub I spotted him and asked for a slow dance, he accepted....it was one if the most glorious 6 mins!! He was excited (!), I was excited and in 7th heaven. He told me he "always looked twice" at me when I walked in and what a lovely girl I was blah, blah.....but he had a girlfriend and couldn't take it further.
So that was that....fleeting but utter heaven and I still get butterflies in my stomach thinking about it now 
He's now a very successful local businessman and there are gorgeous photos of him on the net....all suited and booted...God. he's still divine!!
So since my dream I've been, to coin my mum's favourite term "giddy as a kipper" with lust!!
I'm very happily married...I'm sure DH would chuckle if he knew my thoughts...he's very kaud back....what's wrong with me? AIBU....should a 50 yr old woman get a grip and stop acting like a love sick teenager or is it ok to indulge in a bit of fantasizing over what could have been!! Perhaps it's the menopause 
.....anyone else??