"No mate, just not into the "singles bar" shit. Yeah, yes of course there are some damn hot girls but too young Ken, not my age and I am not going to feel that humiliation of rejection when they 'flick" me off. Fuck they make me feel like an old pervert Ken, they're not interested in someone old enough to be their father or grandfather God forbid. That's right. Yes, no, no mate you are on your own sorry. Yep see ya and hey, good luck okay?"
I put the phone down having decided my fate for the evening and probably the entire weekend. Ken my single friend from work and some 8yrs younger then me at 40, had pestered me into the night life scene about two months ago and I had gone along with great expectations at first but now just wanted no more of it.
At 48 my life had become mundane.
I had finally broken away from my ex live-in lady and her two snooty nosed teenage boys. Quite frankly the lot of them had taken over some six years earlier making my life a frustrating daily grind to a point I no longer wanted to come home in the evenings and volunteered regularly for the overtime available at work.
Sandra my ex was not a bad women, it was just that I never fell in love. Her sexual appetite was second to none from my past, a lady that liked to be a perfect slut in the bedroom in contradiction to her daily real estate life of glamour and public appearances. It was sad when she left for both of us but I believe she felt the same and the boys could not get out quick enough, away from my strict old-fashioned curfews and such. Me and the boys never bonded and continually compared me to their "great" father now overseas in an embassy posting. Not that he ever called them but he did remember birthdays and Christmas, spoiling them with the latest electronic gadgets and computers.
It was one of the boy's laptop computers that first drew my attention to the sites I now use in my loneliness. It had been left on the kitchen table late one night when I came home and as I touched it to close the screen lit up on a site he was obviously a member of, teenfriendfinder.com. I used the in built mouse to have a look over the page and then saw some affiliate sites listed and clicked on two others before finding the one that curiosity had me join.
It was a typical lonely-hearts site and one with free viewing of profiles. A couple of woman close to my age convinced me to join with their sexy photo displays and seducing words. I did not add a photo and left it alone without thinking too much about it. The mistake I made was putting my work email as a contact and was surprised the next morning receiving two flirts. That afternoon I bought my own laptop under the guise of taking work home.
I would sneak into my den and surf the net as a whole new world opened up to me and by "child and error" soon become adapt at using the sites and chat-rooms.
It did not take me long before I had full profiles listed on as many as 5 other sites and each night it was a real rush to check and see who wanted to chat or communicate. Some very attractive women and others hopelessly out of my ball- park criteria though they always got my sympathy. I would always give their pics a vote of 10 out of 10 just for being brave enough to show. Now alone with Sandra & the boys gone, these sites became my "best friends"
So here I was on a warm Friday night happy in my depression to be with my new "safe" friends and giving Ken's plans the flick once more.
Dinner over, I sat in front of the bright screen in the darkness of my office with a bourbon and coke for company as I methodically visited each site for news. Further depression as nothing new had come in and I had exhausted my time with others becoming bored in their typical banter and lame role-playing. Same old lines without any imagination, "fuck me hard big boy yes, put your big cock in my sloppy wet pussy" and so on. It was just not working for me and even the one time I went on cam with a lady, I found it difficult to get hard and cum and so deserted that idea quickly out of further possible embarrassments.
I surfed some more and found a new site, age_gap match.com.
"Interesting lets have a little look here" I thought and proceeded to search profiles.
Many of the woman or girls I should say, stated they wanted to be with 'older" men. I had not seen so many seemly willing sexy young women expressing this fantasy so I quickly knocked up a profile as a standard member without a pic and entered the free chat room.
There was only about 30 members chatting with the males out numbering the females two to one. Some ladies looking for younger bucks and just the two younger girls seeking older and getting plenty of attention as the room was bombarded in a not so respectful fashion.
I looked at the 26yr old's profile and let it be, she was a plumb young lady with a pretty face but of no interest to me. The other profile took my eye when I first seen her photo and read below. Such a young innocent face with beautiful pale porcelain skin with a tentative half smile and secret sad looking deep green eyes looked back at me and told me there was something familiar here. I read on;
"Orphan Annie"
18 yrs - Sydney East
Shy at first looking for fun older man maybe more
The rest of the information very simple and short;
Age: 18yrs
Sexual orientation: Experimental
Status: Single
Height: 5'4" (162cm)
Weight: 112lbs (52.0kg)
Body type: Petite
Education: Some High School
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Green
Bra size: Prefer not to say
Drinking: Yes
Smoking: Yes
Drugs: Sometimes
About you: I am a girl!!
Ideal match: I nice older man 30-70 willing to see inside.
I looked at her picture again. Just a bust shot displaying cheap looking costume chains and necklaces with colored beads about her slim neck. It was an image more like from the 80's, a little scratchy but never the less, very pretty and something naggingly very familiar.
"Do I know you girl? God there is something about you I am sure." I said leaving the profile on the task bar and returning to the chat room.
"Damn, she is gone!"
Her last comment some minutes ago was;
"fuck off ya fucking perverted sicko maniac."
She had gotten into a verbal brawl with two other men, one 44yr old from the UK and another 32 yr old from the US, both had tag-teamed satisfying their own humor with degrading text and abuses. I felt very sorry for her though she was not so shy with her replied rhetoric making me laugh at her witty comments albeit, full of foul language.
"So your are a feisty little girl then Annie. Good for you young lady." I mused then called up her profile and posted a quick wink before sending a short email;
Hey Annie,
