I never went out of my way to date older men. My husband is in his forties, and I love every cubic centimeter of him. We still run into each other every now and again. He was very well endowed, so we never did anything more than oral, and at the time he wasn't looking for anything serious and considering his past I understood. He was handsome, passionate, overall fun both in and outside the bedroom. The man was seriously living his best life and it showed.
A little while after I met a man who moved to my town from kentucky mid fifties, divorced, newly out gay and in the middle of his gay renaissance. A few years ago, shortly after I (28) broke up with my first boyfriend (2 years younger than me), I met up with a man who was in his thirties he was the first man to fuck me in a way that I thoroughly enjoyed.
