It lasted about a month. I found out she was a very sheltered 35, who was desperate to get pregnant and married (the order was unimportant). Fortunately, I managed to extricated myself without fertilizing anything.
It was fun, but it got weird pretty fast. She started looking for commitment early on, and then I started doing some math and thinking about ten years down the road. We parted as friends.
As a young lad, I was seriously involved with a woman 18 years my senior for a couple of years. She had some serious mental problems, though, and I let it continue longer than I really should have. I almost had to get a restraining order on her at the end to keep her away.
A friend married a woman 20 years his senior whom he was seeing. They were living together, and the only reason they got married was so she could get the judge to give her child-visitation rights for her son from a previous marriage. They weren’t serious about the marriage, though, and ended up splitting up amicably and divorcing, as they figured they would.
I was a Mormon missionary (age 21) when a maried female member, age late 30s, developed a crush on me. We had a brief affair after I quit Mormonism and returned to Japan to play around one summer.
It was back when I was young and foolish, (as opposed to being older now, but still foolish) and terribly risky. Her husband was a karate champian with a terrible temper :eek: and she was lonely because of his strings of affairs. God knows if she wouldn’t have told him about me just to piss him off :eek: :eek:
My wife and I are about the same age – I’m two years older – but I know lots of Westerners in their 50s with Thai wives and/or girlfriends in their 20s or even late teens.
Yep, my first time was with a 29 year old when I was still a few weeks away from being 18. A year or so later was a smaller age difference 18 or 19 (can’t remember when exactly) and she was 26. There was this hot older lady who I had a thing for the first couple of years I was in Japan. We’d bump into each other every once in a while. The farthest anything got was some (very) heavy petting and serious making out. She was quite literally old enough to be my mom, 47–48 when I was 25–26; my mother had me when she was 21.
Best relationship I’ve EVER had. Taught me everything I needed to know. The wife is currently 6 years older. Only dated 1 woman younger than myself. Having a birthday close to the cutoff for for school kind of made my selection older than me growing up, and I tend to hang out with an older crowd.
My first time was with a 31 year old. I was 20. Then a fling with a 42 year old when I was 21. Then a 38 year old when I was 22.
I slowly started the age decent after that. Next was a girl 4 years older then 2 years older then 1 year younger. Now I’m in a serious relationship (going on our 4th year together) with a woman 8 years younger. I’m 35.
My SO is 18 years older than I am. So significant problems, those who matter don’t mind, those who mind don’t matter. We’re great together. She’ll be the first to admit that I’m often the adult in the relationship.