He inevitably has a few years on you – professionally and personally.
You might love his deep pockets, but with his great power comes your vulnerability.
y new tall, dark and handsome boyfriend was standing across the room looking so fine in his shirt; I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Meanwhile, I was at the snack table and before I could curse myself for leaving him to go in for another cheesy cracker, I was accosted by a buddy’s wife I barely knew, a bitch named Sue. I wanted to say something like, “He’s not as old as those frown lines make you look,” or “He has the biggest d**k I’ve ever seen!
He was more exciting to be with than any of the 20-something guys I knew.
And before I even knew what a great screw he was, I was already smitten with his wit and the way he filled out a pair of pants. Should I really have let 15 years come between me and happiness, just so I could avoid judgment from girls like Sue?
I wasn’t sure how it would go, yet there he was, charming the pants off them all by himself, busting out his A-material small talk with some friends in a corner. Instead I shoved a cracker in my mouth and mulled over her question as I pretended it was hard to chew. Yes, my new man was older than me, much older than me.
After politely playing 20 questions with Sue about my new boyfriend, I knew this was the one she was getting at.
Remind yourself what ignited this initial attraction and focus on that.After all, there is something innately sexy about a silver fox.