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Story of an older man (me) and the younger woman (you)  

sexaddictdon 67M  
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5/20/2016 2:45 pm

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5/20/2016 2:51 pm

Story of an older man (me) and the younger woman (you)

Half-your-age-plus-seven. This formula has somehow become the definitive rule for the youngest age of a woman a man can date.

So a 59-year old guy can date a 36/37-year old girl. No problem there. But if she’s 30 years old…I am now called a pervert or creepy guy.

Okay, maybe that’s an exaggeration. But still so many people in society still look down upon older men dating younger women. They think it’s creepy and even put us in the same category as pedophiles.

How this started was when several days ago, as I was leaving a meeting in West Los Angeles (Brentwood actually) and walking to my car which was parked a few blocks down the street. While walking, A cute younger woman asked if I was at the same meeting and if she could walk with me toward our cars. Being a friendly guy and very talkative "of course" came out of my mouth.

After a few minutes of conversation, while we were walking, we shared some general information and found out her name is Carrie and she was a recent graduate at UCLA (2014) with her MBA (Masters Degree Business Administration) / MPP (Masters Public Policy) and was excited about her current options in the workforce. Carrie had recently worked for a republican politician in Sacramento and decided to move back to Los Angeles and maybe work in Silicon Beach (Santa Monica/Venice).


It was amazing to walk and talk with this beautiful and still relative stranger for maybe 3 blocks and we continued the conversation as we ended up standing at my car for maybe 15 minutes. All we did was chat about her life and goals, the USC / UCLA rivalry and the horrible speaker we just endured at the meeting. It dawned on me she was at the oldest 28 or 29, when my "average horny guy" self turned on with a glance at her beautiful skin around her neck.

Her skin was almost flawless and silky, smooth and just truly a turn on. Of course, my eyes then glanced at her legs and the nice classic business dress she was wearing. Truly the color still eludes me, but her legs were athletic (not muscular) and did not notice any cellulite in that glance! How arousing and such a great feeling to have my mind float me back to memories of my youth and several women in my lifetime that I fucked, who she almost resembled.

You know the look, 5'5- 5'7 Blond with the perfect teeth, the right neighborhood, the right education and just fucking hot.... The same ones who seemed to like at the time fucking me,the 6'1 black guy with the hard cock, usually late night rendezvous at my place or theirs. They could not date me, they usually dated Biff or Mark or John and would tell me they could not do it anymore, and then fuck me one or two times more during their engagement to the perfect guy and leave early morning then tell they could not anymore..... Maybe they could not.


This luscious trip down memory lane made me realize how older men like me get caught up with those younger hot women I talked about at the beginning.
Was I a pervert, no. Was I hot and ready to make my move on this blond beauty, absolutely.


There is a great thing about being older, that reason is experience. The experience to shape a conversation in a direction you would like, the ability to ask questions of importance to someone and lastly the ability to ask for "the order" to close a deal. Watching her eyes light up and stay focused on me when asking questions, listening to her answers and then following up with one of my "pearls" of wisdom/experience you could see her closing into the space that is called the study of "Proxemics".


When Horizontal

Intimate distance for embracing, touching or whispering
Close phase – less than 6 inches (15 cm)
Far phase – 6 to 18 inches (15 to 46 cm)

Personal distance for interactions among good friends or family
Close phase – 1.5 to 2.5 feet (46 to 76 cm)
Far phase – 2.5 to 4 feet (76 to 122 cm)

Social distance for interactions among acquaintances
Close phase – 4 to 7 feet (1.2 to 2.1 m)
Far phase – 7 to 12 feet (2.1 to 3.7 m)

Public distance used for public speaking
Close phase – 12 to 25 feet (3.7 to 7.6 m)
Far phase – 25 feet (7.6 m) or more.

Moving from 2'-3' away to almost a foot told me she either was having trouble hearing me, or Carrie wanted a sniff of my scent. My mind starting thinking of other pearls, like how a<b> pearl necklace </font></b>would look on her. How that beautiful blond hair would feel in my hands while my cock was pounding that youthful and tight pussy and my hand slapping that seemingly lightly naturally tanned cellulite free athletic ass of hers.

Luckily, my "higher" self took over. I steered the conversation and asked her where her car was parked and offered to make sure I watched as she made it over to it about twelve spaces away. Carried thanked me the our chat and gave me a hug, that is when I really noticed what a fucking mistake I made!

Her tits were full and felt fucking great against my body. This 59 year old cock stood at attention and was ready to hunt for soft wet pussy.... too late, she moved away and walked to her car. This idiot just stood there and watched as she backed up, drove down my aisle and waved and grinned with that beautiful orthodontic assisted smile.

This is my theory on how we older men get into trouble. Yes sometimes we get into trouble by moving to fast and not thinking. WE let our little head and ego guide us into situations that we end up paying for many times over. Yet many times we do think, this also gets us into trouble by not acting on our instinct!!!!


"Only good girls keep diaries. Bad girls don’t have time.”


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