A story about my fairly recent exploits using a dating site to meet older men...
Being in my early thirties, my appetite for older men has not vanished, in fact it has intensified.
I find it is rare that I can be in the company of an older man without thinking about what it would be like to have sex with him.
I love how appreciative they are and how chivalrous they can be. Of course, that all changes in the bedroom when the animal instinct kicks in, but I love that too.
It is difficult to meet older men by traditional methods, going out to pubs and bars is difficult, and meeting through work always tends to lead to suspicion. So meeting online is the obvious route.
Craigslist was great for one night stands and there is a number of sex sites that can lead to liaisons. But a dating site seemed a great way to hatch my plan.
I posted my profile, mentioning that I was just out of a relationship and wanted to take things slowly. I was looking for romantic dates and not one night stands etc. I was also clear that I was only interested in dating men over 50.
I posted a few pictures of me in office clothes, even a face pic of me smiling while outside gardening. Another of me at the gym, and one of a girls night out where my cleavage was a little on display and my short dress revealed my long shapely legs.
I purposely came across as the girl next door. My 'Plenty of Fish' profile was now live.
I received over 30 messages in the first few days. Over half of them from younger guys who thought I had made a mistake!
I had a couple of messages from guys who are clearly crazy and the usual one or two "hi how are you." messages, How original! But, at least 10 nice guys had messaged me.
I started to respond and was a little aloof and straight laced in my replies. A builder called Gerry caught my eye and was persistent and not put off by my messages. My plan was coming together.
After agreeing to meet Gerry for a drink, I then cancelled and told him I wasn't sure I was ready for a date yet. He was patient and persistent and so I eventually agreed to meet for a drink and a bite to eat near where I lived.
I originally arranged to meet Gerry at the pub, but on the afternoon I asked Gerry if he didn't mind collecting me. He agreed and I gave him my address.
I dressed casually in a blouse and jeans, but had taken time to apply make up well and wore nice Jo Malone perfume. I looked attractive in a sexy librarian kind of way. This was my goal.
Gerry arrived with chinos and a nice polo shirt. I noticed a few tattoos on his arms and a large necklace. He really was a typical builder, but incredibly sweet. He also smelled very nice.
Once i'd answered the door, we had a small welcome hug then I closed the door behind me and followed Gerry to his car. Nothing fancy but quite new and clean.
We drove the 3 or 4 miles to the pub and small talked all the way.
Gerry was clearly nervous and kept complimenting me on my appearance. I pretended I was not flattered but was enjoying his comments, why wouldn't I?
He brought drinks to our table, a beer for him and a red wine for me and we started chatting.
He talked a little about his building company, him and a friend owned it and he talked about how busy they currently were.
Lots of new houses being built means lots of work, he was happy with that.
I then spoke a little about my work and how I needed to cut the evening short tonight as I was preparing a presentation to a potential customer in the morning. I still had some work to do on the presentation and needed an early night.
This disappointed him, but of course he understood and offered to drive me home as soon as I was ready to go. I had ordered a salad, he had ordered steak and chips.
After we finished our meals, he asked me if I wanted to have a quick desert before he took me home, but I suggested I should really go. So we finished our drinks and he drove me back to my apartment. It was only around 8.30pm.
On the car journey back Gerry kept thanking me for spending the evening with him, he felt proud to have a young attractive woman out on a date with him. He couldn't keep his eyes off me all night, I was definitely his type.
He asked if we could go out again and I told him I would think about it and contact him by email.
He was disappointed and asked if it was because of his age or appearance. But I reassured him that I had had a nice evening and had a lot of work on that was taking my focus. So I guess it was a little out of the blue when I suggested that as it was a little earlier than I thought, he would be welcome to come up for a quick coffee. He jumped at it...
"I'd love to, are you sure you don't mind?" he asked. "It's fine, it's just a coffee." I responded. "Of course, he said, I didn't mean to..."
I cut him off before he finished and got out of the car. "Come on then, i'll get the kettle on. Tea or coffee?"
"I'd actually love a tea." he said as we climbed the stairs to my apartment.
We went into the lounge and I switched the TV on. I gave Gerry the remote control as I prepared our teas.
"See if you can find anything on, just don't put a soap on, they depress me!"
Gerry laughed and started to surf.
"It's really very kind of you to ask me up for a tea." he repeated.
"Back in a minute." I said, and I went into my bedroom to change out of my jeans. I came back into the lounge with a zip up hoodie and tight black leggings on.
"Sorry about the casual wear but I had to get something comfortable on,"
